His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 2 Wedge 2: Not the Ingenue of the Past

I hope to smell the smell of hospital disinfectant before opening my eyes.

She knew exactly who she was, where she lay, and had two ribs on her left side, probably both broken.

"Youyou, are you here?"

Her lips were dry and peeled, and it hurt like tears when she opened her mouth.

Xi Ji murmured softly, but the surroundings were quiet, as if even time was lost.

No one answered.

Same frustration.

The same torment.

Unsurprisingly, sadness came from it.

The senior ward was deserted, only Chu Fang was alone.

The slender figure stood against the backlight of the window, so that half of his face was in the shadow.

The afterglow of the setting sun came out of the window, and a silhouette was cut into light and dark halves on his face, half of which was a handsome and beautiful elf, and the other half was a blackened and evil Satan.

Xiji was stunned, gritted his teeth weakly and said, "Chu Fang, what's the matter with your stinky face, did you eat something bad?"

Chu Fang didn't answer, but suddenly bent down and grabbed her hospital gown by the collar.

Her unparalleled manager was already furious to the extreme.

Xiji gritted his teeth in pain: "I'm a patient, and I'm famous, are you crazy?"

"I think you are crazy! Don't say that this is a gimmick to increase your reputation. The stage is a place for artists to fulfill their dreams, not a place for you to die in love!"

Hope to never say anything again.

Let him shake himself crazily.

It seems that he entered hell by mistake and was punished by the king of Hades.

She was in hysterical pain, but she could only bite her lips tightly.

Don't cry, don't shed tears, don't cry out.

But it didn't help, tears gushed out, and I couldn't stop it.

Running to death again and again.

Waking up in the ward again and again.

In the endless frustration of wanting to die, he opened his eyes again and again, and then asked the same question forever——

"Is he here?"

"No no!"

Chu Fang almost roared.

Xi Ji looked around the room full of flower baskets and gifts, "Then, they...he, she...who came to see me when they found out that something happened to me?"

"Have you had fewer accidents?"

Chu Fang mocked, holding the tablet in front of her eyes.

Without exception, there are huge headlines and shocking photos of medical rescue on the webpage.

He said slowly: "Being in the top three of the list for fifteen consecutive weeks, of course there are many people visiting you, the entertainment reporter in charge of "Hope Concert Missteps and Falling on the Elevator", and the porridge who questioned this news, they yesterday It's all in the corridors of the hospital."

She shrugged: "I thought they would be the first to report the news of my death, but I really let them down."

"Can you be more serious?"

"So many shots...isn't it enough? Is it because the concert video hasn't been posted on the website yet?"

She hugged her body tightly and curled up into a ball, feeling the cold skin-to-skin, "Chu Fang, can you tell me where Jingze is, and when will Youyou come to me?"

Cold laughter lingered in the ward.

Chu Fang sneered for five long seconds.

"Hope, who made you look like this?"

As he spoke, he took out the pocket photo album in his briefcase, and placed the colored photos one by one on the quilt, "Look at these people clearly, even if you die a hundred times, they won't come back. "

Chu Fang pinned her wet hair behind her ears and stared at the seven birthmarks on her fair neck arranged in the Big Dipper.

No matter how you look at it, Hope is no longer the innocent girl she used to be.

She and him have already gone through the youthful years when they can play around again.

Chu Fang murmured: "Hope, you chose this path yourself. You and I are not children anymore. You should be very clear that on your stage, you will always, always, always be yourself."

She didn't reply, and the ward was extremely quiet.

(End of this chapter)