Ling Han looked at the private messages on Weibo and smiled bitterly. Where can she have a turnaround in her life and hope in the world?

Ling Han stood in front of the glass window of his apartment, looking at the road downstairs more than ten floors below. She was wearing a white long skirt and looked very melancholy. Her desperate eyes were not at all hopeful. Her frown brows mean that she had no way out at all.

Now she can only die, which will attract the attention of the police, the media, and the public.

And she felt that her body was so dirty and dirty. She didn't want to face such a self. Death was the best relief...

At this time, a lot of content was sent on Weibo.

I'm selling regret medicine: [You dare to die, but you can't believe me once?]

My grandfather sells regret medicine: [Who told you that there is no regret medicine in this world? That's just because you haven't met Master!]

My grandson sells regret medicine: [Can you let your life go back to September 17, five years ago, and let you make a new choice and get rid of the superstar agency? All the nightmares you have experienced pass by you. Do you dare to win over your life before you die?]

Ling Han stood shakyly on the glass window, and could fall down at any time...

She held her cell phone and looked at the content of the private message, wondering if she should seize this very unreliable hope?

At this time, she clicked on the suicide note comment she posted again.

Netizen Brabra: Are you crazy about becoming famous? If you don’t have any works, use suicide to gain popularity. Today’s hot search belongs to my idol. Don’t try to steal the number one hot search for my idol. If you are sick, go home to take medicine. If you have brain problems!

Netizens have nothing: Haha... If you have the ability, you will die. The world is so dirty, you are as clean as an angel?

Netizens are bored every day: My sisters are working as waiters in a club. They have seen Ling Han go to and from the club and are often taken away by different men. Haha, how many clean people can you have in your heart in the entertainment industry?

...

Ling Han was so angry that his chest was so upset that he felt violently fluctuating when he saw those comments.

She was completely disappointed, and when she saw those comments that were not verbal, her depressed heart completely collapsed.

Yes, she can't die, she doesn't want netizens to comment on her like this after she dies.

Even if there is only 0.00000001% hope, she wants to catch it, and she can't swallow it.

Then, Ling Han typed three words on his Weibo private message.

Ling Han: [I can believe it.]

Ye Xingguang snapped his fingers, that's right!

She doesn't have any other skills, but she gives people a chance to regret. I'm afraid there's no one else in this world except her Night Starlight! She has a secret, that is, she really has the medicine for regret!

It sounds unreliable? In fact, she also thinks it is too evil!

It is not uncommon for shells to produce pearls, but the tears she cried can turn into regret medicine, which is really hard to understand!

The only pity is that it does not produce energy. Even if she cries hard for a month and makes her eyes blind, she can only cry out a pill of regret, so she can only help one customer every month.

Ye Xingguang touched her skin. If she hadn't given birth to a regret medicine, she wouldn't have turned from an ugly duckling into a white swan.

When she was born, the little fishtail was quite ugly, gray-black. She was disliked by her parents when she was born. However, when she cried out with a pill of regret, the little fishtail became more beautiful. Now her appearance can completely beat Xia Yanyan.

She didn't know whether the beads she cried were more beautiful than pearls, should it be called regret medicine or detoxification and beauty pills?
Chapter completed!