[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

Shu Boheng shook his head, "Do you think it's strange? He said he had a dream."

"What kind of dream is it?"

"He said he dreamed that I was dead."

"..." Hearing these two words from Shu Boheng's mouth, Chen Jianbin felt terrified, "Then he found out that his heart hurts? He can't bear you?"

"Abin, I think there is a profession that is especially suitable for you."

"What is it?"

"screenwriter."

"...Hey! When will you tell a bad joke? Am I right? Otherwise, how do you explain his appearance of being about to stick to you? It's clearly because of fear! Ah-Heng, Ah-Heng, Your spring is coming, and you don't have to worry about Zhuang Xiaoling leaving you anymore. How about it?" Chen Jianbin lightly bumped Shu Boheng's shoulder, "Do you need me to teach you some secrets, so that he will be more dependent on you."

After saying these words, he waited full of expectation for Shu Boheng to come to beg him.But who knows, Shu Boheng is not only not interested in his so-called experience, but taunted him, "If your experience is useful, you won't be dumped by No. 13 girlfriend."

"How do you know...wait a minute! Who told you?" As soon as he finished asking, he reacted instantly.Well, Zhu Yineng, you actually sell information at both ends! Let's see how my brother treats you when you come back!

Therefore, Zhu Yineng, who was thousands of miles away from his hometown, didn't know that he was now "resented" by his two brothers.

Zhuang Ling's condition improved a little after entering the hospital. The medicine was half-done, and the temperature had dropped a little, but he just started shouting cold and talking nonsense.

Shu Boheng insisted on guarding him in the middle of the night, no matter how Chen Jianbin tried to persuade him, he remained unmoved. During the period, he applied ice to his forehead a few times to cool down, and when he heard that he was cold, he quickly removed it and added some quilts for him.

At this moment, he was lowering his head and using his own forehead to test the temperature of his forehead.Shu Boheng himself often had a fever, so he knew that the fever was still severe when he tried it, so he couldn't help worrying, worrying about what might happen to him.

"Have you found out why?"

"...Not yet. I'm... Investigating. Well, why don't you lie down there? Look at your face, don't fall down before Zhuang Ling wakes up."

"Wait a little longer." Shu Boheng knew that he couldn't force it, but how could he sleep peacefully before the fever subsides?

At this time, Zhuang Ling frowned and shook his head slightly, looking extremely unsteady. He opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Shu Boheng leaned his head closer to listen, only to realize that he was calling himself, and couldn't help but clenched the palm of his hand even tighter.

"A-Heng...Ah-Heng...I was wrong...don't go...A-Heng...no...no..."

"why no?Looks like another nightmare.Shu Boheng wiped the sweat off Zhuang Ling's forehead with a towel in distress.What was the dream?make you so scared.

Zhuang Ling's dream this time was very strange.He dreamed that he was walking in a long tunnel, and there was no light in front or back, only endless darkness.Just when he was a little desperate, Shu Boheng appeared.

He immediately rushed over as if he had seen the whole world, but when he was approaching his arms, he was horrified to see a bullet flying at a constant speed, passing through Shu Boheng's left chest.Immediately, his whole world was left with only blood blooming continuously.

The light came, and he, too, burst into tears.

"Heng!!!"

"A Ling, I'm here." Shu Boheng still bent down to meet him head to head, saw two lines of tears slowly slipping from the corner of his eyes at close range, and sighed in his heart.

Perhaps Shu Boheng's comforting words were helpful, Zhuang Ling gradually calmed down, from crying loudly and moving constantly to sobbing softly.

But such subdued crying made Shu Boheng feel even more distressed.In his eyes, his A Ling doesn't need to bear so much, he just needs to continue to go on without any worries.

But, in fact, since many years ago, he has screwed up.

Zhuang Ling became more and more unhappy.The mystery of the accidental death of his parents, his own love, and the failure of his work, all of them weighed him down.

And I can only silently guard him behind him, silently settle all crises for him, regardless of whether he needs it or not, whether it will arouse his rebellious heart.Thinking about that time, Zhuang Ling must have been very annoying to him, right?So much so that after he moved out of the apartment they shared, he had to go to the villa to hope to completely break away from him.

Although it had been so long, every time Shu Boheng thought about it, he felt that it was a hurdle that he couldn't overcome, whether it was for himself or Zhuang Ling.

Fortunately, everything is moving in a good direction.With such thoughts in mind, Shu Boheng finally couldn't help lying on the bed and gradually fell asleep.After tossing around for most of the night, he really felt that he could hardly even sit on the chair now.

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When Zhuang Ling woke up, it was just dawn.He opened his misty eyes, looked left and right, and found a dazzling white, and immediately realized that he was in the hospital.

what happened?Aren't you at home?She was sleeping with Shu Boheng, how did she come here?Obviously he didn't know anything about what happened after he fell asleep, and naturally he didn't know how dangerous a fever he had been, scaring everyone he cared about all night.

By the way! Ah Heng! Where is Ah Heng?

Zhuang Ling began to look around for his A-Heng in panic.In fact, it is not difficult to find, you can see it as soon as you turn your head.

His A-Heng was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep, from his angle he could only see a head of thick black hair.One of his hands was still holding his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.Such recognition made Zhuang Ling's lips curl up unconsciously.

But after a while, he felt that something was wrong. The movement of him waking up was not small, and he even tugged a bit. Why didn't Shu Boheng wake up?

"Ah Heng?" He called tentatively, but Shu Boheng didn't respond.

He gently pulled his hand again, but Shu Boheng still didn't respond.Now Zhuang Ling was scared.The scene of the dream when he was asleep suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was shocked, and shouted in fright, "A-Heng! A-Heng!"

I even sat up and pushed away my hand that was still on the drip. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the more I thought about it, the more desperate I became.So when he saw Shu Boheng move slightly, he suddenly collapsed, tears streaming down without warning.

"Heng..."

Shu Boheng slowly opened his eyes, and lay on the bed for a while before he straightened up. He saw Zhuang Ling sitting on the bed and staring at him silently crying. He was startled, and was about to stand up and hug him.But who knew that he got up too quickly, he felt dizzy and fell back to his seat again.