It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

Flocculent snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, and soon lost their original shape after encountering the dense blood vapor, leaving a pool of dazzling red slowly eroding the white on the ground.

Red warm light and blue cold light flicker, intertwined in the supposedly peaceful and peaceful Christmas Eve, mixed with noisy human voices and clicking shutters, the sound of rustling snow seems extraordinarily small.

"Ye Geshen! Ye Geshen, please explain the current situation! Please tell us what is the relationship between the person in the accident car and you?"

"Please don't cross the cordon and don't enter the scene of the accident!"

"Why are you and Song Ruoci together on Christmas Eve? Is the relationship between you two really as it was revealed earlier? Can you answer my station's question?"

"Let's go! Please don't delay the rescue!"

Ye Cheng's shoulders and the top of his head were covered with snow flakes, his fingertips were lit with sparks, and seeing the chaos under his eyelids, he dusted off the cigarette ash, only slightly squinted at the microphone and camera that were raised in front of his eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch the camera. Flakes off the snow.

"Accumulate some virtue."

The car of Tang Ruoshi and Wen Sen was knocked out of the driveway and completely changed when it hit the lamp post. Although the car that caused the accident was not much better, the owner of the car was fine.

No ID card, no driver's license, only a drunk man, still swearing.

Ye Cheng took a puff of cigarette in front of the camera, he hadn't tasted the feeling of tobacco for a long time, and there was an unknown fire in his lungs, and he was extremely irritable.

He lightly pushed away a few microphones that had already poked his face, and before he could say anything, he heard a scolding sound not far away.

"Fuck me!"

It was Song Ruoci's voice.

Then there was the sound of kicking and beating, and the voice of the police: "Please calm down, Mr. Song!"

"How can I calm down! That's my sister! My own sister! How can you tell me to calm down?!"

This sentence successfully drew the attention of entertainment journalists, and Song Ruoci instantly became the focus of the camera.

"Sister? Mr. Song, please explain your relationship with Queen Tang!"

"Why do you deliberately hide your relationship with Queen Tang?"

"Are you really Tang Yinghou's younger brother? Why don't you have a surname?"

Ye Cheng couldn't do anything, put out the cigarette in the snow, pushed aside Yuji in front of him and hurried over, "Ruoci."

I saw Song Ruoci with scarlet eyes, disheveled hair, heaving chest, angry like a male lion, like a frightened male lion.

He raised his eyes after hearing Ye Cheng's voice, a line of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and the thorns all over his body softened instantly, so soft that it made people feel distressed.

"Mr. Ye." The lady police officer obviously recognized Ye Cheng and Song Ruoci, but under official business, she couldn't show fanaticism, "Please calm down your friend's emotions first, and we will carry out follow-up work here."

"Yecheng." Song Ruoci's voice was no longer the rage just now, trembling to the point of trembling, helpless.

Ye Cheng especially wanted to reach out and hug him.

Song Ruoci wanted to find some paper in his pocket to wipe away his tears, but he touched something cold.

That was the ring he found from under the sofa before going out today, before he put it back into the box, he planned to give the ring to Ye Cheng tonight.

His fingers could still rub the English letters engraved on it, and the uneven touch instantly drove away his weakness.

The cameras of seventeen or eighteen entertainment reporters were all focused on him and Ye Cheng, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears on his cheeks.

Now is not the time to cry.

"I'm fine." He took a deep breath and said, as if he was not as weak as before.

Tang Ruoshi and Wen Sen had already been taken away by ambulance. The driver of the car was identified as drunk driving and driving without a license. When the police took him into the police car, he was still cursing, "I didn't drink! I didn't drink at all!"

The man who caused the accident was waving his fist indiscriminately in the air, spitting obscenities, his small eyes were originally squinted, and the moment he saw Song Ruoci, a strange expression flashed across his face.

And this strangeness happened to fall into Song Ruoci's eyes completely, and the lowered hand slowly clenched into a fist.

December 25th, Christmas Eve, heavy snow.

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"Ruoci." Tang Ruoshi's voice sounded from behind.

When Song Ruoci looked back, she saw Tang Ruoshi with black hair like a waterfall and a snow-white dress. She was the heroine in "Crimson Flowers". It was the year when Tang Ruoshi just graduated from university and won the crown of best actress in one fell swoop.

It was also the year that Song Ruoci graduated from high school, confessed his sexual orientation to his family, and was kicked out of the house.

"Sister." Song Ruoci said, and found that her voice was extremely hoarse, as if she had just cried.

"Why did you say you were crying?" Tang Ruoshi didn't think it was dirty, and directly wiped away the tears and snot from her younger brother's face, "I have been crying since childhood."

"Sister, did I... really do something wrong?" Song Ruoci cried with snot and tears, "I just like that person, I really just like him." "

Tang Ruoshi hugged him, and patted his head lightly: "Then don't worry about anything, just continue to like him."

"You are my only real brother."

"Sister, I will always be by your side."

Opening his eyes suddenly, the high-wattage white light made Song Ruoci squint his eyes uncontrollably, and the smell of disinfectant also came to his nostrils.

The liquid medicine was delivered drop by drop from the tube to the veins, and the indicator lights of the medical instruments flashed regularly.

Only then did Song Ruoci realize that he was in the hospital now.

There was a warm and warm touch in the hand, and Song Ruoci couldn't help but squeeze it tightly. It was Tang Ruoshi's hand that didn't receive an IV. The five fingers were slender and slender, the nails were trimmed off, and there were several Band-Aids on the back of the hand.

These hands have fed him, helped him beat the children who bullied him, patted him on the head, hugged him, and given him great support and courage.

When he rushed to the hospital after finishing everything last night, the emergency doctor was about to give Tang Ruoshi a blood transfusion and asked his family members about the patient's blood type. Only then did Song Ruoci find out that he didn't even know the blood type of his own sister.

Fortunately, Tang Ruoshi's face as an actor was preserved, miraculously there was no scratches, and her body was fine. Currently, she is only unconscious due to excessive blood loss.

But Wen Sen was not so lucky. He had multiple fractures all over his body and bruises on his browbones. Song Ruoci heard from the little nurse that his internal organs were ruptured. When he was carried out, his face was covered in blood.

According to the police, Tang Ruoshi was sitting in the co-pilot at that time, and the vehicle that caused the accident was coming from the right. It stands to reason that her injuries should be more serious than Wen Sen's, but in fact the opposite is true. On the contrary, Wen Sen was more injured. Heavy.

It seems that Wen Sen used his body to protect Tang Ruoshi at the moment of the car accident.

Ye Cheng was in charge of taking care of Wen Sen. When he arrived at the hospital last night, Wen Sen had already been taken to the emergency room. Ye Cheng asked Song Ruoci to take care of his sister and not let him worry about other things. Did Vincent come out of the emergency room?

Song Ruoci frowned, thanking Wen Sen and praying that he was safe.

Tang Ruoshi was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, her face was pale, her lips had lost all color, her head was wrapped in gauze, her chest rose and fell gently with her weak breathing, she looked very peaceful when she was in a coma, and she no longer looked high and vigorous as usual .

"You have to pay attention to your own safety."

For some reason, Lan Ting's words popped into mind for no reason.

He thought carefully about what he said when he saw Lan Ting for the last time, about Qin Yue and Mu Zhe, Qin Ya called Lan Ting, talked about Qin Fengran's methods, and then it was this sentence.

And at the dinner table last night, Tang Ruoshi also said that Qin Ya also went to the crew of "Xi Cheng" to look for her. The last thing Tang Ruoshi said was——

"It's not over."

As well as the final look of the driver who caused the accident, Song Ruoci also felt very strange.

And when she came out of the hotel, because Tang Ruoshi was drunk, she accidentally bumped into the car from Yecheng. The moment the two cars collided, Song Ruoci completely saw it. He bumped into it methodically, as if premeditated, spotted the car, and went on a rampage.

Could it be that he was the one who should have suffered, or Ye Cheng?

The moment this idea came out, Song Ruoci covered his heart with trembling hands, desperately trying not to let the anger burst out.

He wished he could rush into the police station and kill the driver and the real mastermind behind the accident.

The left hand side suddenly lit up, it was the tablet he put there for contacts before going to bed, because the new message popped out and the screen lit up, and the big characters on the push message were extremely clear.

"A series of car accidents in the east of City A, Tang Yinghou was seriously injured and her life is uncertain."

"Tang Yinghou's younger brother was exposed, and it turned out to be him!"

The accompanying picture is a pure white snowy night, Song Ruoci with scarlet eyes was stopped by several policemen, and he was about to kick the driver who caused the accident.

With untrue and exaggerated black letters and pictures, it is inexplicably reminiscent of the disgusting faces of the group of Yuji, and it makes people irritated when they are pierced into the eyes.

Song Ruoci frowned and pushed down the tablet.

A lot of Yuji's cars were blocked downstairs in the hospital, and the heavy snow couldn't hide their keen sense of smell and enthusiasm for exposure.

At a time like this now, he has no time to care about the voices of the outside world, and he doesn't want to care about how the outside reports. He only hopes that his sister, his only biological sister, will be fine, and he can wake up quickly and tell himself that she is fine.

He carefully spread Tang Ruoshi's hand flat, and then put his face on it to feel the warmth.

"Tuktuk—" There were two knocks on the door.

The person who came was a woman who was about the same age as Tang Ruoshi, with a cold face and a refined aura all over her body: "Are you, Shishi's younger brother?"

"Who are you?" Song Ruoci held Tang Ruoshi's hand tightly again, looking vigilantly at the person coming like a frightened little animal.

"Song Ruoci, right? I'm your sister's manager, and my name is Ran Lu." Ran Lu put down the things in her hand and said, "I often hear her talking about you."

Ran Lu frowned slightly and looked at Song Ruoci. She had heard Tang Ruoshi brag about how soft and cute her younger brother was every day, but seeing a real person now felt like seeing an unsheathed sword with sharp edges everywhere.

After Ran Lu introduced herself, Song Ruoci didn't answer, and the room fell into silence for a moment.

"Are you okay?" Ran Lu asked.

She caught a glimpse of Song Ruoci tightly holding Tang Ruoshi's hand and the bloodshot eyes, and couldn't help but blame herself, "It's also my manager's negligence, I let her drive out alone, when the accident happened..."

Ran Lu laughed at herself, "I'm actually sleeping."

Ran Lu is Tang Ruoshi's second manager, and she has been with her for almost three years. The company's artiste got into a car accident, and she is still the actress in her palm. The manager should bear a large part of the responsibility.

"My sister is fine." Song Ruoci asked inappropriately.

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps at the door, with some familiar feeling, Song Ruoci thought it was Ye Cheng, and looked back.

A man and a woman over half a century old, dressed in decent, elegant and delicate clothes, are looking anxiously at the door.

Suddenly, Song Ruoci's eyes widened.

At this time, Ye Cheng also just walked to the door.

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The author has something to say: Ah, I really like my sister QAQ

I have something to do during the day and it will be late... Tomorrow I will be thick and long