Quick Travel: There must be sugar in your pocket

Chapter 83 What a trick!

Song Yan has been comforting herself in her heart, trying to forget that unbearable memory.

He thought of himself as a man who had nothing to do with this world, and kissed Chang Qianqian.

After coaxing his younger brother to sleep, Song Yan sat at the desk and memorized his lines, figured out the roles, and studied the new script that was delivered recently.

Cui Ziyu called, Song Yan hung up on him directly, and the person on the other side called several times before stopping.

The phone vibrated again, and this time it displayed an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Song Yan rubbed her temples wearily and continued.

"Excuse me, are you Xiaoyan?" The male voice on the opposite side was anxious and uncertain.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" Song Yan looked at the script on the table, not paying much attention to what the person opposite had to say.

"Our boss was hospitalized with gastric perforation and kept calling your name to see you, so can you come to Renci Hospital to see our boss?"

Song Yan didn't know, so "Who is your boss?"

"Our boss is Cui Ziyu."

Song Yan said coldly after hearing the name, "I'm not free."

Then hung up the phone.

I haven't heard the name Cui Ziyu for a month, but it still bothers me when I hear it again.

After being disturbed by a phone call, I couldn't read the script anymore.

But how could Cui Ziyu have stomach perforation for no reason?
Forget it, he still shouldn't think too much about it.

The phone kept coming back, Song Yan simply muted it, ignored it, and concentrated on reading the script.

……

Just after filming a scene, the assistant came over.

"Brother Song, someone is waiting for you in the lounge."

Song Yan flipped through the script and took a look at the next scene, and asked absently, "Who is it?"

"Brother Song, I haven't seen that person before." The assistant also said vaguely.

"He's a very handsome man, but he's very pale."

"Very pale?" Song Yan muttered to himself as he paused his hand.

It seems that what was said about Cui Ziyu's stomach piercing yesterday is true.

He didn't answer any more, and continued to look down at the script.

Seeing that Song Yan didn't seem to get up, the assistant asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to check, Brother Song?"

"No, let him go quickly!" Song Yan replied angrily.

But this Cui Ziyu is really annoying, he even ran to the crew to block him!

"Oh... good." The assistant was surprised by Song Yan's reaction, and was stunned.

He usually sees Song Yan as gentle and elegant, and never thought that Song Yan would be angry one day.

"Xiao Yan! Prepare for the next scene!"

"Okay!" Song Yan took a sip of water, put down the script and walked to the shooting location.

Seeing that Song Yan simply left like this, the assistant could only go to the lounge to find Cui Ziyu.

"Sir, Brother Song said he couldn't see you and let you go."

Cui Ziyu clutched his stomach in pain, sat on the sofa and said weakly, "Tell Xiaoyan, if he doesn't see me, I'll wait here and won't leave."

"I will convey this to my husband."

The assistant is also very tangled, he doesn't want to go through this muddy water at all.

After conveying the words to Song Yan, Song Yan didn't care at all and said, "You don't need to worry about him, just let him wait there."

By the time Song Yan finished filming and went back to the lounge to pack her things, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Seeing Cui Ziyu lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, Song Yan thought about packing up and leaving quietly.

Only halfway through tidying up, a weak male voice came from the sofa, "Little Yan...don't hide from me anymore..."

Song Yan didn't look back, and the speed of packing things was much faster.

Cui Ziyu on the sofa stood up with difficulty and stopped Song Yan who was about to leave.

"Little Yan...don't ignore me, don't leave..."

"I know I shouldn't have done that, it was my fault..."

Song Yan sneered and easily shook off Cui Ziyu, "I really don't know where you went wrong. Everything you did was right."

Cui Ziyu fell to the ground as soon as he was pushed by Song Yan's strength, and fainted when he wanted to say something.

Song Yan didn't hear Cui Ziyu's reply, and thought he had nothing to say, so she planned to leave directly.

But the silence in the back was too terrifying, Song Yan turned her head subconsciously and saw Cui Ziyu lying on the ground with a pale face and no blood.

Surprised, "Hey! Hey! Cui Ziyu!"

Song Yan patted Cui Ziyu's face lightly, trying to wake Cui Ziyu up.

Seeing that Cui Ziyu could not be woken up, Song Yan immediately called the emergency number.

While patting Cui Ziyu's face with his palm, he anxiously waited for the ambulance to arrive.

"Cui Ziyu! Cui Ziyu! What kind of cruel trick are you playing! Wake up!"

"But if you really want to die, die quickly! Just let me go, Cui Ziyu!"

Song Yan just didn't want Cui Ziyu to die in front of her.

Cui Ziyu opened his eyes slightly, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Little... Xiaoyan, I don't die so easily..."

"Don't worry too much..."

Seeing Cui Ziyu wake up, Song Yan sneered, "I'm not in a hurry at all, if you die, die soon!"

"I heard it all...you are actually very nervous about me..." Cui Ziyu smiled lightly.

"dream!"

"I like dreaming the most..." Cui Ziyu closed his eyes again, as if falling asleep.

"You are Xiao Yan, whom the boss was clamoring for last night!" Outside the ward, Song Yan heard a cool sentence from behind.

Song Yan ignored him and left.

"A sociable guy, what's there to be proud of!" Seeing Song Yan leaving without a second thought, the man snorted.

"It's just being favored by the boss for a while, and it won't last long." The other man was much calmer.

……

Cui Ziyu called again, Song Yan answered, and went to the hospital to see Cui Ziyu.

Cui Ziyu lay on the back of the bed, reaching out to shake Song Yan's hand, smiling brightly, "I knew you would be nervous about me."

Song Yan dodged and said coldly, "We still have an appointment."

"Xiaoyan..." Cui Ziyu's eyes dimmed for a moment.

But soon managed to regain a smile.

"What happened that day, I know I did something wrong. I shouldn't threaten you like that. It's my fault. Please forgive me, okay?" Cui Ziyu said slowly with a pale face.

"I want to see you every day, and I want to eat the meals you cook every day, Xiaoyan, is that okay?"

Song Yan's expression remained calm, and he said coldly, "That's what I should have done."

"It's good that I can see you." Cui Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn't matter how cold Song Yan is to him, as long as he can see Song Yan again.

"I still have something to do, I have to go first."

Song Yan really couldn't understand Cui Ziyu's expression, and always felt weird in his heart.

"You left so soon...can't you stay with me for a while longer?" Cui Ziyu held Song Yan's hand very reluctantly.

"No, I'm still busy." Song Yan pulled Cui Ziyu's hand away.

Cui Ziyu lowered his hands and said sullenly, "Then you must remember to cook for me."

(End of this chapter)