With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

But after a while.

There was no movement inside again.

It took about 5 minutes or so.

Inside the door, footsteps sounded, approaching the door a little bit, with a heavy feeling of oppression.

next moment.

Huo Jiusui opened the door with a handsome face. He looked at Song Yu with inky black eyes that were filled with endless madness and boredom, and said, "You promised, you will take good care of her, go in quickly, she is hurt."

Done.

He lifts his foot to leave.

Leave a gust of cold wind.

Song Yu hurried in.

Song Xingji also wanted to follow.

Fu Hanyu stopped him: "Yu'er is going to show Zhou Yang's injury, what are you going to do?"

Song Xingji wanted to say that I would go to see her too, but it was inconvenient to think that Zhou Yang was a girl, so he snorted, sat down on the sofa, and naturally picked up an apple and gnawed it, tilting his head in disgust He glanced at him: "Yu'er came to see me, what are you doing here?"

He doesn't welcome him at all!

Don't want to see him!

Fu Hanyu said lightly, "She came to see Zhou Yang."

Song Xingji's heart was pierced, and he gave him a vicious look, the apple in his mouth creaked, and he refused to admit it: "She just came to see me!"

Fu Hanyu saved him some face, and was too lazy to expose him.

in the bedroom.

Song Yu was administering medicine to Zhou Yang.

On her heart, it looked like a centimeter pierced by a fruit knife. It had been sterilized to stop the bleeding, and no tendons were injured. It will be fine after a few days of rest.

"I just put the knife here, stab it in, and he left." Zhou Yang leaned lazily on the quilt, smiled at Song Yu, told her about the situation at that time, and asked her curiously: "Yu'er , Do you think I lost my sense of pain because of cancer, a blessing in disguise, and when I stabbed it in, I didn't feel any pain."

"No." Song Yu applied the medicine to her distressedly: "Your body is your own, and you can't hurt and torture yourself like this for him in the future."

"I'll listen to you." Zhou Yang nodded and sighed: "But this time I can't help it, I've made it clear that I'm done with him, let him go, he just won't go, like a rascal, I'm It's the easiest way to be too lazy to entangle with him and waste your energy, you see, he's gone."

"Yangyang, about the neon clothes, I think you'd better ask Huo Jiusui, maybe he doesn't know about it." Song Yu is not talking for anyone, it's just a misunderstanding, it's better to figure it out.

of course.

In terms of friendship, she will stand by Zhou Yang unconditionally.

When Zhou Yang heard this, the laziness in his body disappeared, and an obvious murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He looked at her and said, "I know, before I die, I will definitely figure it out."

She would not ask Huo Jiusui.

But as a mother, she must avenge her baby's revenge with her own hands.

Otherwise, after she died, how could she have the face to see her baby who died young.

"If there is anything I can help, you must tell me." Song Yu has not known her for a long time, but he gets along very well with her, and when we get along, it is like an old friend who has known her for many years.

"I know." Zhou Yang rubbed her arm affectionately, and said with a smile, "I am really satisfied to meet a friend like you at the end of my life."

Song Yu also laughed out loud, and said: "Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic. I will go to a place to find herbs in a while. If I can find the herbs I am looking for, maybe it can cure your cancer."

"Okay, I will try my best to live until you find those herbs for me." Zhou Yang said this, but he didn't have any fantasies in his heart.

She was suffering from cancer, which was at an advanced stage, and she needed a fairy herb that could bring the dead back to life. I'm afraid it could cure her.

After Song Yu gave her medicine.

Zhou Yang was already drowsy.

Song Yu bent down to pick up the white sweater on the ground, looked at the poppy flower that was smeared with blood on his chest, and was dazed for a moment.

when she was about to leave.

Zhou Yang suddenly grabbed her arm, and said in a low, lazy voice with a bit of coquettish softness: "Yu'er, I really want to hear the song you wrote!"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Then I'll ask my third brother to bring over the new album and let you listen to it in advance."

Zhou Yang shook his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was as lazy as a Persian cat. He smiled brightly and beautifully at her: "What if the sound source is leaked? Sing it to me, it's safe here."

Song Yu nodded, gently held her hand and sat on the bedside: "Okay."

A sick person is as fragile as a child, and she happens to be very good at coaxing children.

Zhou Yang listened to her melodious and beautiful singing voice, closed his eyes in satisfaction, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Song Yu soon heard her even and long breathing, and was already asleep.

this day.

Zhou Yang was frightened, fell ill, had been resting, and did not go to the set again.

On the other side of the set, Huo Jiusui's assistant, Shi Yu, also ordered that no one should reveal a single word of what happened here today, or they will bear the consequences.

The crew also knew about Huo Jiusui's identity, and they didn't have the guts to gossip about some of the legends about him, even if no one ordered them to.

Besides, the crew has a good impression of Zhou Yang and is willing to help her keep the secret. Otherwise, if the media finds out, not only Zhou Yang, but the entire "Taoyao" crew will be affected.

night.

Around eleven o'clock.

Song Xingji, who finished filming, bought some late-night snacks and went straight to Zhou Yang's residence where Song Yu was. After knocking on the door and entering, he didn't see Song Yu, and ordered Fu Hanyu unequivocally: "I didn't see that I took so many things. Come here and help me! Do you still want to eat?"

How come this man has no eyesight.

Fu Hanyu's eyes darkened, and he didn't bother to share his knowledge, so he reached out and took the things.

"The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and people are freezing to death." Song Xingji gave him all the things in his hand, and then breathed out to keep warm, and asked, "Where is the fish?"

Fu Hanyu hasn't spoken yet.

Song Xingji listened behind him, someone knocked on the door, and turned his head excitedly. When he saw the person coming, he frowned with the sound of a fish being swallowed.

Standing at the door was a beautiful woman with delicate makeup and a bit too fair skin, wearing a cheongsam with high crosses.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, she was a little bit frozen, and her lips were white, which made her look more and more like a beauty made of white porcelain, with a broken feeling that made people love and pity, lightly touching her will shatter.

The white porcelain beauty waited for a while before speaking, her voice was soft, like a feather, gently touching people's hearts: "Teacher Song, is Teacher Yangyang here?"

Song Xingji squinted at her, his eyes were obviously displeased, and he stretched out his tone strangely: "Is Teacher Bai so impatient to come to take an oath of sovereignty?"