The matter was resolved, and Li Xianyun and Ren Zhi left.

Ren Zhi was still confused along the way - why did I suddenly faint? Why did I make a contribution?

What about the investors who agreed to be?

What is going on?

When asked Li Xianyun, Li Xianyun just gave him a glare - just ask, the investor has ascended.

Thinking about the debts I still bear, I had to keep silent.

When he got home, Li Xianyun called Rong Dasheng and confirmed that the rough cut had been completed. According to this progress, it is estimated that the later stage will be completed in one month. Then he will prepare to go online for filing and submit it to the platform. It will take two or three months to wait until it is officially released.

During this period, we also need to consider the issue of publicity and distribution.

In fact, with Li Xianyun's work, there is no need to consider promotion and distribution, but considering that his ambition is to establish his own film and television company, he also needs to have some understanding of promotion and distribution.

The budget is still about 200,000 yuan, and this little money is used for promotion and distribution, so it cannot cause too much trouble. Li Xianyun plans to use his authorship to promote it among the readers, and it is best to attract a few other big-name authors to help.

However, the online literature circle is actually very realistic, and no one will give you a message for no reason, unless you are already a big-name director, you will take the initiative to help you for free. But at that time you no longer care about it.

So Li Xianyun knew that this matter could only rely on his own fan base.

Come on, keep typing.

The next morning, Li Xianyun received a call from Sun Shi.

The case is settled.

Li Shu has admitted to conspiring with Wu Songhua to kill his daughter, and has explained the crime method, and has now been detained.

However, Sun Shi did not make a contribution to this, but was criticized by internal names.

Sun Shi doesn't care about this.

"By the way, Mengmeng's father..." Li Xianyun asked.

"I almost tore his ex-wife." Sun Shi replied: "Do you know? After that incident, Li Shu kept saying that it was her husband's responsibility and poured all the dirty water on him. Jiang Zheng almost felt autistic because of this, and he could not forgive himself for leaving his child alone at home. It was not until now that he finally understood... Haha, it is really the one who wronged you who understands how wronged you are."

Li Xianyun could only sigh deeply at this.

At this moment, the Golf Ghost Talisman suddenly appeared.

Li Xianyun almost thought that a new ghost appeared in his home, but found a row of new words on the Euphwa Ghost Talisman.

"Dream Entry Spell."

Um?

Li Xianyun was stunned.

Dream-entry mantra? Could it be...

A thought flashed through his mind and said, "By the way, where is Jiang Zheng living now? I want his address."

"What?" Sun Shi was stunned and then reacted: "You don't want Mengmeng to see her father, right? You can't do this!"

"I just learned a mantra. If you enter a dream, you may be able to use the method of hiring a dream." Li Xianyun did not hide it from her.

Sending a dream?

Is this possible operation?

Just learned?

Where did you learn it?

Sun Shi simply stopped asking, thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you tonight."

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night.

deep.

The moonlight is desolate.

Jiang was sitting on the balcony, holding a can of beer, staring blankly at the dim lights.

The tears have dried up, and the eyes are blurred.

The once painful memories were awakened again, and in a trance, he came to the scene of the blazing flames again.

He shouted and howled in the field, and rushed into the fire, but was burned away again and again by the fire.

When the flames left the embers, holding his daughter's scorched body, Jiang Zheng felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart.

The world is collapsing, everything is turning gray.

It seems that the end of the world is coming.

From then on, he fell into great pain and self-blame, and he became autistic, and even had the idea of ​​thinking, and he was reluctant to talk to others.

After a period of psychological rehabilitation treatment, it finally improved.

But I didn't expect that someone tore open his scar that he had slightly healed, and then sprinkled a handful of salt on it.

how so?

Why is this happening?

Tears fell from his silent face, and Jiang Zheng threw the beer out suddenly, fell to his knees on the ground and started to wail.

The crying was shrill and desperate.

But it was not exchanged for any sympathy, only the neighbors screamed in anger and dissatisfaction: "What did you say in the middle of the night? Do you still let people sleep?"

The crying came to an abrupt end.

Jiang was lying on the ground with his throat pinched, like a seriously injured bull, making a low roar in his throat...

There was a confusion in front of me.

He felt as if he was flying.

Flying under this night sky, he stands in the sky of this city.

"dad……"

A crisp sound came from behind.

Jiang Zheng's heart trembled.

He looked back and saw a girl in red standing behind him.

"Mengmeng!" Jiang Zheng shouted.

"Dad!" Mengmeng shouted again.

She walked over step by step, and her white shoes stepped in the empty space, ripples and waves appeared.

When she came to Jiang Zheng, she opened her small hands and hugged Jiang Zheng.

"My baby..." Jiang Zheng wailed and knelt down: "Dad, I'm sorry for you..."

"It doesn't matter, Dad, I'm fine now." Jiang Mengmeng gently wiped Jiang Zheng's tears.

Tears were on the back of her hands, turning into a little black smoke and dissipating.

The little girl's face turned slightly rosy.

She leaned her face gently on Jiang Zheng's face and murmured: "Dad, I miss you."

Jiang Zheng burst into tears: "Baby, dad misses you too!"

So the father and daughter hugged each other like this, and they didn't want to separate.

Jiang Zheng didn't know whether all this was true or false, but even if it was a dream, he wanted to stay in this dream forever.

However, there is a moment of ending.

Gently pushing Jiang Zheng away, Jiang Mengmeng dipped his fingers into his tears and drew a heart shape on Jiang Zheng's face.

Then she said tenderly: "Dad, don't cry, I'll give you a heart. If one day you miss me, come to this place to find me..."

She said a few words in Jiang Zheng's ear, then stepped back.

"No! Mengmeng!" Jiang Zheng shouted.

He wanted to chase after him, but with one foot in the air, Jiang Zheng suddenly fell from the air.

"Ah!" he shouted.

Turning over and sitting up, Jiang Zheng found himself lying on the balcony.

It turns out that it is a dream after all?

I just dreamed of my daughter.

Jiang Zheng sighed helplessly.

Perhaps it was because he was satisfied in his dream, or perhaps because he cried and released his emotions, Jiang Zheng finally calmed down a lot.

He slowly got up and came to the bathroom, trying to wash his face.

Turning on the light and looking at himself in the mirror, Jiang Zheng was suddenly stunned.

His face was filled with the word "heart" painted with tears.

The moment he saw it, the tears turned into smoke and dissipated, and there was no trace anymore.

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PS: Let me state that the creativity of this book comes from my own experience and occasionally thoughts. It does not draw on anyone's creativity, nor does it contain any plagiarism. If someone else has written similar ones before, it is just a coincidence, I have never read it.

In addition, drawing on other people's creativity and plagiarism are also two concepts. Don't just know plagiarism without knowing anything. If you ask you to give evidence, the author's quality is not good.
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