Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

return trip.

Thanks to Su Yang's injury, the airport when he arrived was already crowded with fans who came to visit, and the group had to leave at the high speed.The moment he leaned on the seat, Su Yang let out a scream of "Ow!", bounced up in pain, and then "Boom!" hit his head on the roof of the car again.

"Hmph, you deserve it." Le Xingzhi on the co-pilot scolded mercilessly.

An Wangjun silently took out an extra ice pack, and then rubbed the pitiful head of Su Yingdi.Su Yang took advantage of the opportunity to hold An Wangjun's hand and stuck it to his head, still humming miserably: "I know my little gentleman loves me the most."

"Come on, don't be so disgusting," Le Xingzhi turned around and slapped Su Yang's hands away, "If you have such a coquettish flirtatiousness, please go and seduce Duan Chao, and contribute another scumbag to us Toutiao smiled, what do you think?"

A Mercedes-Benz nanny car whized by on the highway, leaving behind screams all the way. I don't know if the high-speed surveillance has captured the scene of a restricted-level crime scene like King Su angrily choking his manager's neck.

Given that Su Yang is now half disabled, it is inconvenient to move around in Xiaobieye in the city.As the night darkened, the two returned to the small duplex apartment in the east of the city.After arranging supper, Le Xingzhi continued to swear, and was finally patted out of the door by Su Yang with a slipper.

A group photo of the two of them was hung again in the warm room, and the curtains were pulled open to reveal a huge wall painting. It is self-evident who painted it and who painted it.Su Yang slumped lazily on the sofa, with his arms resting on his head, looking at the wall painting happily.But Mr. An Wang tidied up without saying a word, like a silent snail girl.

Su Yang jumped over and hugged the worried snail girl into his arms, and scratched her nose: "What's wrong? Are you still not happy?"

"...I'm not unhappy."

"Are you still stubborn?" Su Yang pinched An Wangjun's mouth from side to side, and squeezed the two good lips into small mushrooms, "Look at this little mouth that is so pouted, it could hang an oil pot."

What can An Wang-jun do? He couldn't shoot peas at Su Yang, so he had to give up struggling and pretend to be dead.

Jinji was a little tired on his own, so Su Yang dragged An Wangjun back to the sofa, still hugged him, and forced him to sit on his lap.Although An Wangjun has already broken through 1.8 meters now, what is very strange is that he can still be surrounded by Su Yang's arms, as if he was still a child.

"Okay, I apologize to you, I repent, and I reflect on the fact that today's mess is all because I was too reckless and thoughtless, and I pulled you to do dangerous things. Fortunately, you are fine, if you fall somewhere... ..."

"If I fall, I fall. You don't have to protect me with all your might." An Wangjun suddenly interrupted him abruptly, then seemed to be even more unhappy, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"So I was angry about this. My child's self-awareness has awakened? His wings are hardened, and he has started to rebel at puberty?" Su Yang was about to start to move his hands and feet again.

An Wangjun pulled his unscrupulous hand down: "Stop joking, I'm serious."

This angry look really didn't seem serious, but Su Yang was very sensible and didn't poke him, hugging him and slowly smoothing his hair.

An Wangjun emphasized again: "I'm really serious."

"Yes, yes, what you say is what you say," Su Yangte nodded sincerely, and raised his right hoof that hadn't subsided. "My foot hurts so much, I want to take a bath."

Mr. Tianluo had no choice but to get up and put in the bath water to find the shorts. He also gave him a one-stop service of washing hair, taking a bath, killing chickens and applying medicine, which kept Su Yang humming.Because he fell on his back, Su Yang can only sleep on his stomach now, like a turtle.

At the end of the day, An Wang-jun was also exhausted, he lay down and couldn't move anymore.

Su Yang looked at An Wangjun who was lying on the side, obviously sleeping next to him, but what is this strange feeling?Su Yang looked at the distance between the two of them that could separate the Milky Way, and thought that there was something really wrong with this kid today.

The handicapped man squirmed and moved over, resting his head on An Wang-Jun's chest, and rubbing it tiredly.

An Wangjun gently pushed him: "Stop making trouble, I'm very tired today."

Brother Su is very obedient: "Okay, then you sleep. I'll just hold her and don't make trouble."

An Wangjun already felt that his heart was very stuffy, and if he pressed his hairy head, how could he sleep, "I can't sleep like you are."

Su Yang was puzzled: "But when you pillow me, I can fall asleep."

An Wangjun suddenly felt that the irritability in his heart had soared to a critical point: "Then I won't sleep in the future!"

"?" Su Yang sat up, what's the matter, suddenly so emotional tonight?

An Wang-jun also lost sleepiness, got up and hugged his knees and curled up into a ball, turned his face away, and said nothing with his mouth pursed.

It seems that there is a big problem.Su Yang finally realized that the problem was not simple, so he moved over cowardly, just about to hold An Wangjun in his arms, but the child avoided him awkwardly.

"Are you so angry? You won't even let me hug you?" Su Yang was very hurt, and moved closer again, putting his big face in front of An Wangjun's eyes, blinking his big eyes innocently, "Okay, I Promise you, if you want to fall in the future, the two of us will fall together, okay? Pull the hook?"

An Wangjun looked at Su Yang's outstretched little finger, and for some reason, the moves he used to play a lot before seemed extremely uncomfortable tonight.Lagou Lagou, would my brother say Lagou to anyone other than him?Will you say hook to Duan Chao?

"Do you really don't want me to grow up?" An Wangjun asked suddenly.

Su Yang was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect An Wangjun to ask him this way, "This is what I said, it's better to be small, and better to be big..."

"Do you really don't want me to grow up?" An Wangjun interrupted him directly, and asked again.

Su Yang's hand that was about to reach out just stopped in the air.

"Why do you think like this, no matter when, no matter what you become, you are the best in my mind," Su Yang said slowly, "the best, the best, the most unique... I I don't know how to describe it best, but I think you should understand."

An Wangjun thought to himself that I thought I understood clearly, but now I seem to be unable to see or understand anything clearly. The boredom in my heart seems to have deprived him of all thinking and cognition. The feeling of being helpless and powerless is very bad, but Su Yang is still provocative there.

But am I, who is small and weak, worthy of you?

An Wangjun thought, and the depression that had been fermenting in his heart for a day finally found a breakthrough. Almost instantly, tears came one after another, like rain under the eaves, directly smashing Su Yang into a daze.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying suddenly? You, don't cry..."

An Wang-jun didn't expect that he would lose his composure suddenly, but once his emotions were turned on, he couldn't stop them.After the initial irritability poured out, the buried at the bottom of the lake was exposed, the unexplainable and unguessable,

Scared.

But what exactly he was afraid of, Mr. An Wang didn't know, and he didn't dare to think about it.

An Wangjun cried more and more fiercely, and the more he cried, the more angry he was with himself, he raised the back of his hand and roughly wiped his face, his face turned red in the blink of an eye. "That's enough, if you wipe your face again, it will break your face." Su Yang held An Wangjun's hand, forcing this behavior to stop the self-abuse.

"Leave me alone..." An Wangjun struggled, but Su Yang hugged him even harder. "I don't care what's going on with you, it's okay to cry, but don't be like this..." Su Yang forced An Wangjun into his arms, with pleading and bewilderment in his tone that he couldn't detect, "You are like this , so I, I feel very distressed..."

An Wangjun buried his face in Su Yang's chest, and he was in the usual posture when he was crying since he was a child, but he had to admit that this could indeed bring him the greatest sense of security.

But why does my brother have to give me a sense of security!

"I'm so useless..."

My God, this is a dead end!Su Yang wailed in his heart, "How could it be! I swear, my injury today was really just an accident! It will never happen again, I promise!"

An Wangjun snapped off Su Yang's three fingers pointing towards the sky. He didn't know that he was making trouble for no reason, but he just couldn't control himself.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable."

Su Yang wondered if you couldn't feel uncomfortable crying like this, even if you cried aloud. "Brother rubs it for you, it doesn't feel uncomfortable, okay?"

An Wangjun raised his hand slowly, grabbed the pajamas on Su Yang's chest, and let out a muffled "hmm".

Su Yang breathed out secretly as if escaping from death, because he had been kneeling on the bed just now, the blood circulation in his lower limbs was not smooth, and his injured ankle was aching again.However, the foot pain is minor, if you don't persuade An Wangjun, Su Yang might feel that he is going crazy.

While he was scratching his head and thinking about how to comfort the child, An Wang-jun sniffed his nose, sobbed, wiped his face indiscriminately, and said vaguely: "Your pajamas are dirty, I'll get you one." New..." As he said that, he jumped out of the bed, but his legs became numb after kneeling for a long time, and he almost fell down.Just like that, he stumbled to find a new dress for Su Yang to put on, and then ran to wash his face before coming back.

Su Yang saw An Wangjun sniffing his nose and busying himself, before turning back into a silent snail girl, "Xiaojun, you..."

Before he could say anything, An Wangjun forcibly pushed him down and lay down, covered the quilt and tucked in the quilt in one go, "Stop talking, go to bed early, the doctor told you to rest more." Before Su Yang could speak, he turned off the light and lay down , I also lay down properly, "Go to sleep." I don't know whether to say it to myself or to Su Yang.

The inexplicably emotional night was finally forcibly covered under the quilt, and I don't know if it can be digested by itself, or it will slowly ferment, waiting for the day when the final qualitative change.

In the early morning of the next day, An Wangjun woke up startled, out of breath and covered in cold sweat in his dream, and when he looked again, it turned out that someone was restlessly sleeping on his side, half an arm wrapped around his chest.The so-called "ghost press" is actually just a "Su press".

But in the past, he slept on his chest, so my brother never had nightmares.

Sure enough, he couldn't even do well when he was relying on him to sleep.

Duan Chao's last words echoed in his ears again. An Wangjun turned his head to look at Su Yang's sleeping face. Because of his back injury, he could only lie on his stomach. His beautiful face was pouting and his mouth was squeezed slightly. He looked a little more childish than usual.An Wangjun suddenly thought, if Su Yang was the same age as himself, would the current situation be different?

How will it be different?

The so-called "scourge stays for thousands of years", thanks to Su Yang's strong blood bar like Xiaoqiang, the swelling in his ankle almost subsided the next day, even so, An Wangjun still forcibly pushed him down, rubbed medicine and massaged without daring to be sloppy.Su Yang happily enjoyed the VIP-level service, and couldn't bear to be secretly happy: "I really think my sprained ankle is really worth it."

An Wangjun lowered his head and concentrated on applying the medicine, ignoring him.

Su Yang approached meanly: "Red crisp hands, kneading medicinal wine, how can I, a broken-footed girl, allow our glorious Xiaoyao Pavilion Master to condescend to serve you like this?"

An Wangjun raised his eyes to look at him, the blush at the end of Su Yang's favorite little fish's eyes had not faded, and Su Yang suddenly felt that what he said just now was too hooligan.

But it seems that it would be worse not to play hooligans...beauties are only used to flirt, the good-for-nothing little prince thought.

An Wangjun didn't want to talk to him, he packed up the medicine box after taking the medicine, "What do you want for lunch? I'll prepare it."

"Just call for delivery when lunch is over. Don't be tired." Su Yang pulled the industrious snail boy closer to his arms rua-rua, "You are tired too, I order you to rest. Huh?"

Take a break and rest, which domineering president did you learn this kind of lame lines from... An Wang Jun thought wildly, the domineering president... Suddenly there was another thump in his heart.

The author has something to say:

It can be clearly seen that our sister Jun has gradually awakened, and our mentally handicapped Su is still unswervingly reconciled... Let's make peace, when you cry in the future...

My aunt is in so much pain that I am going to die, and this chapter is quite hypocritical, I am really sad... This thing is really difficult to write...