The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

The news of Fu Ling's injury quickly hit the headlines.In recent years, there have been many cases of crazy fans, some directly rushed to the security guards for a forced kiss, some threw things on the red carpet, and some directly sent dead mice and photos of disfigured faces to the artist's home.But this time Fu Ling encountered very few people who dared to directly use the blade.

too crazy.

Fu Ling studio issued a statement that night:

"Mr. Fu Ling was maliciously attacked by an unknown person during the press conference today, and the tendons of the middle finger and ring finger were ruptured. With the help of the staff and enthusiastic friends, Mr. Fu Ling was sent to the hospital in time and underwent emergency surgery. At present , The operation went well, but Mr. Fu Ling has not recovered yet.

The studio hereby declares: The thugs have been controlled by the police, we will strictly cooperate with the police investigation, and the thugs will be brought to justice. "

As soon as this Weibo was posted, it was reposted frantically.

"God, has Fu Ling's Mercury retrograde recently? Why can everything happen..."

"The video is really frightening to death, that person is crazy!"

"Why is it just a ruptured tendon? People like Fu Ling deserve to die."

"Is there something wrong with the black fans upstairs? Everything is going to be black?"

"Don't give black fans eyes."

"If you ask me, this person must be the kind of mentally disturbed fan. He was stimulated by the previous photo of Fu Ling having a house with a local tyrant. Although the video was very noisy, he could still hear him shouting 'Don't spare yourself. Body'."

"I'm wondering, even if they really go to open a house, it's not the turn of these SBs to come out and make trouble, right? What if it's their boyfriend? Even if they are friends, they won't break the law, right?"

"That's right, take ten thousand steps back, even if he is single, it won't be his turn in 800 years."

"How do you all know what hotel and what local tyrant? What did I miss?"

"Hey, that day's trending search was withdrawn in seconds, and all posts were restricted. Only the quick-witted people saw it."

Everyone is talking about it, accusing the mob, or the lax security guards.However, amidst the smoldering strife, a newly opened account caught everyone's attention.

"A lawyer has been hired, and any form of mediation is not accepted."

Many netizens felt puzzled when they saw this repost.What is even more puzzling is that Subcutaneous Fu Ling's studio gave him a thumbs up?

"The ID is Xu Guanrong, is it... the Xu Guanrong I thought of?"

Guesses, once they surface, are like light bulbs in the dark, and all moths will jump at them.

Soon, everyone found out that the ID was Xu Guanrong, a gold V, and in the column of identity verification, it was written "CEO of Jade Kirin New Energy Company". ——Hey, this is Xu Guanrong alive!

"Although it's a bit outrageous to mention this at this time, but...the one that broke out a while ago, the local tycoon who entered the hotel with Fu Ling, no, it's this one, right?"

"I...slowly typed a 'Secondary' [in a daze jpg.]."

....................

Fu Ling woke up in the early morning. At that time, the anesthetic was gone, and she still couldn't feel the pain in her fingers.It's just that the remaining consciousness gradually emerged from the depths of his mind, telling him that he had experienced a very terrifying attack.Thinking back now, the man convulsed until his ferocious face was still in front of his eyes, which made him tremble.

"Fu Ling? Are you awake?" A familiar man's voice came from beside him, and he turned his head to see that it was Xu Guanrong who had let go of the fierce one.

If the Xu Guanrong in the past was covered with frost, then now, he only has a layer of warm dew.Such tenderness, Fu Ling felt that it was an illusion that her sanity had not recovered.

"Hmm..." He moved his pale and colorless lips, and recognized the face of the person in front of him, "Boss."

God knows how happy Xu Guanrong was after hearing these two words, he immediately possessed himself and gently stroked Fu Ling's head.

"How do you feel now? Are you hungry? Where does it still hurt?"

If no one came to ask him, Fu Ling would just stay alone, without crying or fussing, and accepted the matter after staying for a while.But now someone suddenly asked, and he leaned over with great concern, and lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing him. Such a warm feeling made Fu Ling's eyes turn red all of a sudden:

"Is my hand still there?"

Xu Guanrong seemed to have been stabbed, "Yes, still. The doctor said that the operation went well, and he will recover after a period of recuperation. Don't worry."

"Then, what about filming?"

"I asked Director Zhang for leave for you. He called just now and said that your scene has been adjusted for 20 days. He told you to rest well. Don't worry about the movie. As for the Internet, Fang Lin and the others have already contacted the public relations Yes, there will be no problem."

"thanks......"

Xu Guanrong always dislikes that Fu Ling doesn't talk much, but he doesn't know that he doesn't talk much himself.Today is really an abnormal day. Not only did he talk more, but his tone was also extremely gentle.

Fu Ling listened to him quietly, her whole body was huddled under the quilt, only her head was exposed, even her chin was hidden.On the whole face, only those eyes like black grapes were left, looking at him drippingly with the morning dew and clear breath.

"Boss..." His voice was weaker than before due to the fever.

"Huh?" Xu Guanrong looked at him motionlessly, as if he was afraid of missing any information.

"You are so gentle today..."

As gentle as Fu Da.

chap!

In the silent ward, a match was lit in a trance, dispelling the darkness and the cold.

It produced a strange throbbing, which made the two people who already had something on their minds want to reveal it to the person in front of them as if they had found an opportunity.

"I have something to tell you."

"I have something to tell you."

After a brief silence, the two started almost simultaneously.

Xu Guanrong was startled, and curled his lips, "You go first."

Fu Ling thought for a moment, then flinched, "What I said is a bit long, you should go first."

However, after hearing Xu Guanrong's words, it is not known whether he will have the courage to speak again.

Xu Guanrong rubbed the broken hair on his forehead, "Tell me first, I just made you a glass of milk. Don't worry, speak slowly."

Fu Ling nodded, agreeing to his proposal.But he didn't speak immediately, but waited for Xu Guanrong to finish the milk, raised the bed, and then sat down on the stool beside the bed, almost at the same height as him, and the two could face each other, then he slowly Open your mouth.

"I lied to my boss before."

Xu Guanrong was not angry, and just played the role of a listener very dutifully: "Huh? When?"

Fu Ling took a breath slowly to make herself more confident:

"I said, I have an ex-boyfriend. That day, we had a relationship, and I scolded you and lost my temper with you. You thought I was weird. At that time, my explanation was...I regarded you as a my ex boyfriend.

I don't actually have any ex-boyfriends.The person I want to lose my temper with is you, the boss.Mr. Gong should have told you that you lost your memory before and lived with me.At that time, you didn't remember anything, didn't know anything, and followed me foolishly every day.Say, you like me.

Actually, it's quite annoying.

But, you will do anything to protect me and make me happy.You will scold Tang Bin bloody, you will kick the illegitimate meal a few meters away, and when I am afraid, you will hug me tightly and say, hug, hugs will not be cold . "

His shadow was cast on the white quilt, a small ball, lonely, as if it could be broken with a single slap.Accompanied by the distant sound of the trumpet outside the window that seemed to only appear in a dream, Fu Ling's whole body fell into memory, and his voice gradually choked up.

"I really want to pay big..."

Speaking of this, his words are almost only breathless.

"If it wasn't for his sudden disappearance, I wouldn't know it. I would have missed him so much."

"Do you know how much I hated you when you first appeared? The doctor said, you came back, and Fu Da left...you lost my Fu Da..."

pat!

A tear fell on the bedding, making a desolate sound like someone going to put out a lamp.

"But, how could you be so cunning? How could you still show up in front of me with the shadow of Fu Da? Why aren't you a cold person who only treats me as a bed partner? Why do you still help me deal with Qian Jia Wo? Why did you secretly remove the hot search a few days ago, and then quietly bought Pinshanghe? Why, like Fu Da, you have to protect me so hard?"

He knew about it the day the photo was exposed.Although the popular searches were withdrawn and the related posts were restricted, Fu Ling liked to search for her name in the search bar, and if she browsed a few more, she would find out what happened.

The reason why he pretended not to know was to fulfill Xu Guanrong's desire not to let him know.

At that moment, Fu Ling felt that even if Xu Guanrong became Xu Guanrong, certain characteristics in his body were actually the same as those of Fu Da.

"Today, when I was in a coma, I could vaguely hear them talking. I know that you asked me to find the doctor who operated on me. You care about me and care about me very much. But I owe you so much How can I pay back the big love, so I can pay it off......"

He no longer separated Xu Guanrong and Fu Da because he finally figured it out that they were one person.

Xu Guanrong finally couldn't hold back, and leaned over to embrace him in his arms:

"No need to pay back. I want to do these things, I am willing to do them, don't pay them back."

Fu Ling pressed against his chest and began to sob: "Boss, do you like me? Even if I only appeared in your memory for such a short time, you still like me, right?"

Otherwise, how could you willingly do these things for him?

Xu Guanrong was a little out of control, and kept kissing Fu Ling's hair. In all these years of his life, he had never met anyone who made him so out of control.

"Like it, hopelessly like it!"

Fu Ling's crying became more and more serious. The other party clearly said what he was looking forward to, but he still couldn't stop crying:

"I'm hopeless too..."

He loves him, starting from Fu Da.

The cup of freshly brewed milky white milk was still undrinked after all, and it was quietly placed on the beige bedside table, blending with the peaceful lighting, witnessing this absurd but extremely pure love.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The confession that night was an embarrassing thing that Fu Ling would never mention for the rest of his life.

"Such a beautiful thing, I'm actually crying so hard!"

"You little crybaby, why don't you cry when you encounter something?" Xu Guanrong's comfort often backfired.

"Hey! Why are you, the president of the support club, taking the lead in spreading rumors!"

"You don't remember last night—uh!"

The conversation was cut off halfway through.

"—Oh! Don't say it, don't say it!"