After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Letting his consciousness fade away, Qiao Wenzhou slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, he struggled to open his eyes, and he leaned forward and tried to put his head close to the woman's shoulders and neck.

The woman's gentle voice sounded, "Hmm? What's wrong with the baby?"

His lifeless eyes, which were dull due to exhaustion, stared straight at one place. When Ye Wenxin was confused, he pouted his lips, blew air gently, and murmured softly, "Huh - huh - it hurts, Feifei, blow it and it won't hurt~"

Blow, blow and the pain will go away...

He was blowing on Ye Wenxin's wound.

But Ye Wenxin misunderstood. She picked up Qiao Wenzhou's finger, which was not injured at all, and blew on it very softly, "Hoo-hoo-it hurts, Feifei, blow it and it won't hurt~"

Two different voices, saying the same thing, echoed under the small roof.

His eyes gradually became heavy, Ye Wenxin's voice became increasingly distant, and Qiao Wenzhou fell into a deep sleep.

……

Qiao Wenzhou was awakened by a burst of wailing.

When he opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little hazy.

When Chen Xingzhu pushed the door open, she saw Qiao Wenzhou, who looked like he had lost his soul.

He walked forward and asked with some concern: "Qiao Wenzhou, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xingzhu's figure was reflected in his eyes, and Qiao Wenzhou's consciousness gradually solidified. The corners of his lips suddenly curled up, "Mr. Chen."

"Yeah." Chen Xingzhu nodded in response.

Then he explained: "An emergency patient just came in. I heard that he was a migrant worker. His safety rope broke while he was working, and a steel bar pierced his thigh."

As he spoke, Chen Xingzhu shuddered and hissed softly, as if he himself was pierced.

He sighed with emotion, "It hurts just thinking about it."

"Indeed." Qiao Wenzhou nodded, confirming his statement.

From the other person's hoarse roar, it can be judged that the person is suffering from unspeakable pain.

So...what about the mother at that time?

What kind of pain is she suffering?

He had thought about this question countless times, but never found an accurate answer.

All his guesses were just guesses, and he would never know what the truth was.

Because... a little kid who is only three years old will know nothing, and he will never have the chance to ask in person.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his eyes.

Chen Xingzhu keenly sensed a faint sadness and was just thinking about how to comfort the other person when the other person suddenly asked a question.

"Mr. Chen, when can I audition for the web drama you mentioned earlier?"

Uh...this...

Chen Xingzhu: Actually, there’s no need for an audition, you’ve already been chosen by me.

At this time, Chen Xingzhu suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten about the audition.

It's... a little embarrassing.

He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Oh, next week...next Sunday."

Qiao Wenzhou's eyes suddenly lit up, "Next Sunday? My mother can be transferred to the general ward the day before!"

Chen Xingzhu nodded and said casually, "Yeah, it's quite a coincidence."

Qiao Wenzhou was obviously happy, and even his eyes were sparkling with tiny stars. He looked straight at the person in front of him and whispered with emotion: "It's great..."

Chen Xingzhu sighed again in his heart: What a poor little thing.

Unable to help himself, he reached out and rubbed the boy's furry head, smiled and said, "Wenzhou, everything will be fine."

Qiao Wenzhou tilted his head slightly, as if to say: Really?

……

Using the excuse that the company had important matters to deal with, Chen Xingzhu waved goodbye to Qiao Wenzhou and left the hospital.

As soon as he stepped out of the hospital gate, Chen Xingzhu hurriedly called Secretary Zhang.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, what's wrong?"

Chen Xingzhu got straight to the point, "Go and talk to Director Qu and ask him to arrange an audition next Sunday."

"Okay." Secretary Zhang agreed without any doubt, "Does the audition need to be more realistic or more fake?"

Chen Xingzhu hesitated on this question.

If it’s fake, it seems like you are questioning Qiao Wenzhou’s ability; if it’s real, what if he fails?

Never mind, it's still fake...

Just before Chen Xingzhu was about to speak, the scene just now flashed before his eyes. The young man asked him expectantly, "Mr. Chen, when can I go for the audition?"

"Let's do it for real."

Instantly, the system that had been silent for a long time began to scream, "Chen Xingzhu, what are you doing!?"

Chen Xingzhu uttered an "ah" in confusion, "I'm arranging an audition for Wenzhou."

The system scratched its head frantically, [No, why do you want to do this for real? What if you are not selected?]

The system was in a panic. [Didn’t I analyze the importance of this task with you before?]

Chen Xingzhu scratched his ears, "It's okay, he will definitely be selected."

The system's voice has reached 100 decibels. [What if, what if I'm not selected? Then we'll all be finished!]

Chen Xingzhu hesitated for a second, [System, I think you should believe in Wenzhou's strength.]

The system stared at me with dead eyes, "You can't convince me with this statement."

Chen Xingzhu spread his hands. [Didn’t you say before that after the web drama was released, Qiao Wenzhou attracted a large number of fans, which shows that he can definitely play this role well. It’s a bit unreasonable that he can’t pass a small audition, right?]

The system laughed, "Are you determined to do this?"

Chen Xingzhu sighed, [Hey, system, I don’t want to quarrel with you.]

He lowered his eyes a little, "I just feel that Wenzhou has such ability. If I really arranged a fake audition, wouldn't it be a waste of time to humiliate him?"

Then, he opened his eyelids, his eyes were determined, [How about this, system, let's arrange a real audition, let's see the true strength of the so-called protagonist.]

After a pause, he added: "If he really loses the election, I will help him think of other ways."

He raised his eyebrows and slowly curled his lips, "Director Qu wants to invest, right? I'll spend money until he accepts Wenzhou. How about that?"

The system did not say anything. It did not refuse or agree on the spot. Instead, it asked an irrelevant question.

[Chen Xingzhu, what do you think Qiao Wenzhou is?]

[Ah?] Chen Xingzhu was a little confused, [Why are you asking this?]

System: [Answer my question first.]

[Hmm...] Chen Xingzhu pondered for a second, and then he asked subtly: [System, do you really want to listen?]

[Well, go ahead.] System: No matter what shocking remarks you make, I promise that I will not be scared to death by you.

[Uh, well…] Chen Xingzhu’s eyes seemed a little evasive, and he looked quite cunning.

System: ...No! Why are you blushing?

No way, no way, is it really what it thinks?

Chen Xingzhu...fell in love with Qiao Wenzhou? !

Is it because of love that you care so much about the other person's feelings?

System: Oh my god, this can’t be true?!

[Actually...] Chen Xingzhu licked the corner of his mouth.

The system closed its eyes. Destroy this fucking world.

Chen Xingzhu said weakly: [I treat him as my son.]

[Hmm...Hmm?] The system widened its eyes, [Goose...Goose? ? ?]

[Yeah.] Chen Xingzhu nodded obediently, [He looked so fragile, just like a child. I… I really couldn’t help it.]

system:……

System: What is this? I treat you as my lover, and you treat me as your son?

The silence of the system made Chen Xingzhu think that the other party did not agree with his idea, so he explained: "Also, system, don't you think Qiao Wenzhou is a complete pity?"

System: Poor thing? A poor thing with infinite small goals in the future?

Chen Xingzhu: [You see, his father never loved him, and his mother, they both loved each other so much, but because of various misunderstandings, they were alienated for so many years.]

Chen Xingzhu: [And now, after they finally resolved the misunderstanding, his mother unexpectedly got cancer.]

He asked in return: "Isn't this pitiful?"

The system really wants to yell: Wake up, your filter for him is too thick!

The system remained silent, so Chen Xingzhu asked: "Hmm? Don't you think he's pitiful?"

Sometimes, he could vaguely feel that although Qiao Wenzhou seemed cheerful, he actually had a deep, boundless, and gloomy sadness hidden in his heart.

Qiao Wenzhou's soul was crying, a soul that had turned into ink-black standing on a swaying boat.