Shu Boheng half-lyed on the bed and quietly watched Zhuang Ling make a phone call. When he heard the phrase "Grandpa", he unconsciously touched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Zhuang Ling and Mr. Lin talked for quite a long time, anyway, longer than 10 minutes, and the two of them didn't have much in common. They could talk a lot even if they talked like ordinary elders and juniors, which Shu Boheng never thought of. of.Because in Shu Boheng's own impression, when my grandfather chatted with me, he either talked about cultural relics, or about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. No matter how bad it was, he never asked himself "what do I need?" Now, put on more clothes."

For Mr. Lin's attitude, Shu Boheng found it quite novel.

"It's over? What did grandpa say?"

"Grandpa asked you to take me to his place this weekend. I said you've been very busy recently, maybe next weekend."

"Grandpa agrees?"

"Well. By the way, there is also "The Legend of the Former Liang". Grandpa said that he has friendship with the curator of the Capital Museum, and he can persuade the curator to lend it to us for an afternoon."

"That's enough." Shu Boheng took Zhuang Ling's hand, made him sit on the edge of the bed, then put his arms around his waist, and said, "The weather is nice today, come down for a walk with me."

"No!" Zhuang Ling subconsciously refused. After all, Shu Boheng only passed out once yesterday, and he hasn't recovered from his condition today. He should lie on the bed and have a good rest.And he can't go out now, because just blowing the wind or inhaling bacteria can make him have a high fever and make him sick. Zhuang Ling is really scared.

But he was so persistent that Zhuang Ling had no choice but to compromise, "Yes, I will come up after walking half a circle. But the temperature has dropped today, so we need to wear more clothes and a mask."

"Ah."

So Zhuang Ling wrapped him up tightly, and put all kinds of clothes on him, not to mention hats, scarves, masks, and gloves. In the end, Shu Boheng only showed a pair of eyes.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't recognize who it is.

Shu Boheng was helpless, but he had no choice but to let Zhuang Ling be happy in the end.

In fact, there is nothing to visit below. There are so many people that I can't even find a pavilion to take a rest.Zhuang Ling was afraid that Shu Boheng would be tired, so after walking downstairs for less than 10 minutes, he wanted to take him back.Shu Boheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to propose to sit on the bench waiting for the medicine in the hall.

"Honey, why don't we go up? There's really nothing to see below..."

"Look at the people. Look carefully at the people who take the medicine. Do you see anything?"

"Ah?" Zhuang Ling really glanced at the window when he heard the words, and shook his head after observing four or five people, "No. What's the matter? Are there any problems with them?"

Shu Boheng smiled.Of course, he was wearing a mask, and no one knew when he smiled.

"A few of them are really problematic. Look at the woman on the left wearing a big flowered jacket. Although she is smiling, her eyes are dull. Even when the nurse talked to her, it took her a long time to react. This proves that she A loved one may be suffering from a serious illness, perhaps cancer..."

"Don't say it!" Before Shu Boheng finished speaking, Zhuang Ling hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, completely forgetting that he was wearing a mask.

Shu Boheng took both of his hands off helplessly, "Stop making a fuss, you won't let me talk anymore?" After speaking, he gave him a sideways look.

"Just don't say it! Don't say it!"

"Okay, okay, don't say anything."

"That's right." Zhuang Ling was satisfied, "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

"Let me just give you an example."

"Example? What example?"

"Did you forget that you promised Adolf to figure out the role carefully during this time?"

"..." Zhuang Ling could say, did he really forget?Sigh, who made him think about Shu Boheng now?

Zhuang Ling felt that he was both sweet and miserable now, and he couldn't work well.

"That's why you made a special trip down here?"

"Well. The character you want to play, Lin, is a person living in despair. The hospital is the most suitable place to observe, because the most indispensable thing here is despair."

"Heng, you are so kind to me..."

Shu Boheng: "..."

He put his hand on Zhuang Ling's head helplessly, and rubbed his hair fiercely, "Think about it carefully."

"Hello!" Zhuang Ling turned to stare at Shu Boheng, and waved his fist non-threateningly as a threat.

Bastard, don't you know that the head can be broken and the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up?What if this is recognized by fans?

It is estimated that his fame will be ruined in one day.At this time, Zhuang Ling didn't know that behind them, there was a video camera that had faithfully recorded this "love" scene, and before they turned around, the photographer picked up the camera nimbly and ran away.

That's right, these are the members of the filming crew of "The Height of the Rainbow". They have consulted Shu Boheng, one of the parties involved, to come to the hospital to take pictures of their daily relationship.Shu Boheng agreed at the beginning, but he had one condition, that is, to hide it from Zhuang Ling and not let the camera appear in front of him.

Isn't this simple? So there is today's scene.People passing by will look at this lonely camera curiously, thinking that it is shooting some medical film, who would have thought that there is a star among them, and they are secretly recording gay documentaries?

If fans and passers-by find out, why not blow it up?

But speaking of it, many fans of Zhuang Ling knew that Shu Boheng was hospitalized here and often came here to stay.Of course, they were blocked by the bodyguards without exception, so Zhuang Ling was able to enjoy the rare time with Shu Boheng so quietly at this moment.

Before they knew it, the two of them had been sitting on the bench for two hours. Zhuang Ling feared that Shu Boheng would not be able to stand after sitting for too long, so he asked to go back to the ward again.

Shu Boheng did not refuse this time, and obediently stood up and walked towards the elevator with Zhuang Ling.

In fact, at first Zhuang Ling wanted to walk around him like before, just like treating a porcelain doll, with a 100% return rate.But it was too embarrassing to be disliked by Shu Boheng for being like a woman, so he ruthlessly slapped his hand away and strode ahead, leaving Zhuang Ling behind.

At first Zhuang Ling was worried, for fear that he would fall, but after seeing that Shu Boheng was walking steadily, he gradually relaxed his mind, but he still didn't dare to take his eyes off him.

After Zhuang Ling observed the "everything in the world" in the medicine collection hall for a long time, after returning to the ward, he was quite impressed, and immediately took out the small portraits of the characters to write and draw in comparison with the plot, very focused.

And Shu Boheng didn't bother him, just sat aside and looked at his personal account. After all, he wanted to know how much money he had left to support Zhuang Ling.It is undeniable that the fact that he was questioned about his ability to make money yesterday deeply stimulated him.

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