After the live broadcast of women's clothing and the cp of the actor group

After Song Yinxing downloaded the broadcast, the dialog box for chatting with Lao Bai was still displayed, and he was in a daze in the room until Li Mo's ghost screaming next door woke him up.

When Song Yinxing came back to his senses, Li Mo had already rushed in front of Song Yinxing.

"Old Song! Why did you push my WeChat to that bastard!"

Li Mo saw that Song Yinxing was in a wandering state, but he didn't know where he went, so he waved at him.

Song Yinxing looked at him back to his senses, and said, "You took money and ran away, that's not good."

Li Mo scolded: "Where did I run away? I marked him as the king overnight, and the task has been completed!"

"Why are you turning your elbows outward!"

Song Yinxing said "Oh", "But Laobai said he still has a few numbers."

Li Mo: "???"

"Give me money, so it's not just for me to call a number...?"

Song Yinxing looked at him sympathetically, "It's not that easy to earn money."

"He also said that if you disappear again, just say under your Weibo comment, you are a scam, and the person who paid the money will run away, so that you will not be able to receive orders in the future."

Li Mo: "..."

He sat on the floor crying, "What the hell did I do to mess with this kind of person!"

Patting Li Mo's shoulder sympathetically, he began to think about his own affairs again.

He struggled for a while, then asked Li Mo: "Well...you took Lao Bai's 5 yuan, is it enough for you?"

Li Mo wiped away the tears that didn't exist on his face, and said in a muffled voice: "Enough is enough, I just bought a skin, enough for me to spend several months."

Song Yinxing nodded and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, how about borrowing some money?"

Li Mo: "...?"

……

The next day, Song Yinxing set off for the airport with a backpack on his back.

He only remembered in the middle of the night last night that he had the phone number of Cheng Ziqi's manager, so he hurriedly called to ask.

Thinking that there would be no one to pick it up at night, I made a three-way call and it worked.

During the call, Cheng Ziqi's manager was noisy and his voice was tired, "Hello, hello."

Song Yinxing sat up straight when he heard the answer, "Hello, that...it's Cheng Zi..."

Immediately interrupted by the opponent.

"Sorry, our Cheng Ziqi is not accepting commercial performances at the moment, please don't bother me anymore, ok?"

Song Yinxing was afraid that the other party would hang up the phone, so he hurriedly said, "No, I'm not. Is Cheng Ziqi injured?"

When the manager heard that the voice was wrong, he felt a sense of familiarity. He took away the phone and looked at the notes, and his eyes were filled with tears.

The agent choked his voice and said, "Xing Xing, anchor, are you here to find our boss? Our boss...he..."

Originally, Song Yinxing just wanted to ask about the situation. He ran out of money after buying gifts for Cheng Ziqi. He was considering whether to visit New Zealand.

Hearing the manager's tone as if Cheng Ziqi was about to die, Song Yinxing was so frightened that he bought a plane ticket and flew there the next day.

Song Yinxing called a taxi to take him to the airport with his backpack on his back. Li Mo called as soon as he arrived at the airport.

Song Yinxing pressed the answer button, and Li Mo's voice came out, "Where are you going?! I'll put a note next to me when I wake up!"

"Are you going to elope?!!!"

"..." Song Yinxing said, "Qi...he was injured, so I..."

Li Mo scolded: "I broke my leg when I was a freshman, and I didn't see you so excited!"

"A big man, it's nothing to get hurt! You want to leave me alone at home for several days?!"

Song Yinxing scratched his head, "Aren't you afraid of being alone at home?"

Li Mo was choked for a moment, and said: "Who, who is afraid!"

"All right, all right, go talk about your love!"

Hang up in seconds after speaking.

Song Yinxing breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to board the plane.

After passing the security check and boarding the plane, the flight attendant asked to turn off the phone.

One second before shutting down, Li Mo called again.

Li Mo's tone has completely changed at this moment, begging for perfection, "Old Song, Xing Xing, you haven't boarded the plane yet, have you?"

Song Yinxing said: "I'm already here, what's wrong?"

Li Mo cried, "I went shopping and was locked out by myself, what should I do..."

Song Yinxing was also anxious, "Then you go and call the unlocking company!"

Only then did Li Mo come to his senses, and hastily hung up the phone.

Song Yinxing thought for a while, and was extremely worried. He sent a private message to Lao Bai on the Miaomi platform and turned off the phone.

……

After arriving at the airport in New Zealand, because the airport was too big and the signage was unclear, Song Yinxing got lost and couldn't find the exit after searching for a long time.

Fortunately, he could speak English fairly well, so he managed to find an exit and got a local number in New Zealand to call Cheng Ziqi's manager.

After half an hour, the manager came in a car and picked up Song Yinxing smoothly.

The agent opened the car door and said, "Can I call you Xing Xing? I think the boss calls you that too."

Song Yinxing said: "It's okay, just call me Xingxing."

"Period...how is he?"

The agent sighed, "The props on the director's team didn't pass the test, and it was outdoor rock climbing. The boss probably didn't eat breakfast and had hypoglycemia, and fell head on the ground."

"Both parties are responsible, and the director's team is more responsible."

Song Yinxing got into a ball, and asked: "Then is he okay?"

The manager said in a heavy voice: "I have been in a coma for a while, and the doctor here said that I can wake up today."

"Someone in the country has let the wind out, and today you can see the news media reporting on this matter."

"I don't know how to write..."

Song Yinxing said: "Isn't it a work-related injury? Will it be affected?"

The manager said: "Work-related injuries are work-related injuries, but some mindless media will write scribbles."

"Say something about being hit with cerebral palsy, or write something about being insane."

Song Yinxing said: "As long as people have nothing to do, they can write whatever they want."

The car drove to a hospital, and Song Yinxing looked like a private hospital in appearance, with a very dignified appearance.

The manager led Song Yinxing to the front desk of the hospital to explain the matter. After the explanation, he turned to Song Yinxing and said, "After the boss had an accident, I wanted to call you and ask you to come over."

"After all, you are the object of my boss's pursuit, and I have an obligation to know, but I always feel a little unkind, and I have been suppressing it."

"I didn't expect someone to tell you first."

Song Yinxing became nervous, "So what happened to him?"

The agent sighed, "The doctor said that there is a blood clot in the brain that has not dissipated, and he may become a fool when he wakes up, or he may not know anyone."

Song Yinxing pursed his lips tightly, and said slowly: "It's okay, no one will take care of him, I will take care of him."

The manager said again: "The doctor said that when he wakes up, he doesn't remember that people might go crazy and scratch people, hey..."

Song Yinxing's forehead could hold several pieces of paper, and the manager kept talking more and more seriously.

When they arrived at the door of the ward, Song Yinxing took a few deep breaths, and was still adjusting his mentality to face the next thing.

He was just about to reach for the door handle when he heard movement inside.

He and his manager exchanged glances, and the manager said, "Are you awake?"

Song Yinxing opened the door quickly, and saw Cheng Ziqi wearing a hospital gown with a pale face and slightly disheveled hair, looking angrily at a New Zealand nurse.

The nurse spoke the local language of New Zealand, but Song Yinxing couldn't understand it, so she could only watch and dare not go forward.

Cheng Ziqi glanced at Song Yinxing, then continued to quarrel with the New Zealand nurse, as if he didn't know him.

The manager leaned over to Song Yinxing and sighed, "Look, the doctor is right, there is a neurological problem."

After arguing with the New Zealand nurse for a long time, Cheng Ziqi stared at Song Yinxing, who didn't dare to go forward casually.

After standing for about 5 minutes, Song Yinxing stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Do you still recognize me?"

Cheng Ziqi kept staring at Song Yinxing, and it took him a while to reach out and touch Song Yinxing's face, "Is this true? Why did you come here so well?"

Song Yinxing really felt that Cheng Ziqi had some mental problems, so he looked at his manager for help, asking him to call a doctor.

Seeing this, the manager pinched himself, turned around quickly and said, "You guys chat, you chat, I'm leaving!" He quickly walked away.

Cheng Ziqi's hand was still on Song Yinxing's face, numb and itchy.

Song Yinxing said worriedly: "Do you... still remember me?"

Cheng Ziqi looked at it for a while, and was sure it was Song Yinxing himself, not his fantasy. He looked at a fool, "Why don't I remember you?"

Song Yinxing's brows remained the same, "But the manager said you were stupid."

"...?"

Half a minute later, the manager honestly pleaded guilty with a broom on his back.

Cheng Ziqi was enjoying Song Yinxing feeding him fruit, pointing to the manager who was thinking about the past, and said, "Who is the fool?"

The manager said honestly, "I am."

Cheng Ziqi pointed to the banana next to him, wanting to eat it, Song Yinxing peeled it off and fed it to him.

Cheng Ziqi said again: "Who has neurological problems?"

The manager said: "I..."

Cheng Ziqi threw the rest of the pillow on the hospital bed towards the manager, "You are tired of work!"

The manager said aggrievedly: "That's what the doctor told me, how did I know that you woke up and nothing happened..."

Cheng Ziqi motioned for the manager to pick up the pillow.

The manager thought that Cheng Ziqi had forgiven him, so he happily put him next to him.

Who knew Cheng Ziqi threw the pillow back as soon as he took it back.

After being angry for a long time, Cheng Ziqi pulled his wound, looked at Song Yinxing aggrievedly and shouted: "I hurt..."

When Song Yinxing heard Cheng Ziqi's cry of pain, he was in a hurry, and the banana broke and fell to the ground, "Where does it hurt?"

Cheng Ziqi pointed to the waist and buttocks on the back, "Here..."

Song Yinxing stared at that piece and thought, didn't the manager say that his head was on the ground, why did his butt hurt?

After Song Yinxing finished feeding Cheng Ziqi, he was going to ask the doctor how Cheng Ziqi's injury was doing.

Cheng Ziqi refused to let Song Yinxing go, and held on to his hand, "I just woke up, are you leaving?"

Song Yinxing explained: "I'm going to the doctor to ask about your injury."

After explaining for a long time, Cheng Ziqi was willing to let go, and his eyes were still looking at Song Yinxing.

Song Yinxing helped him to lie down, and stroked Cheng Ziqi's head like a puppy, "You sleep here for a while, I'll come back after I go out, obediently."

Cheng Ziqi stretched out his hand from under the quilt to grab Song Yinxing, and said, "It's done."

Song Yinxing nodded: "Yes."

It took half an hour to get out of the ward.

The manager teased in a low voice beside him: "It's not like life and death, it's so boring..."

……

The two found Cheng Ziqi's attending doctor. The doctor spoke a lot of medical terminology, which neither of them could understand. Fortunately, there was a translator beside him.

The interpreter said that Cheng Ziqi was fine. He woke up so late because he lacked sleep. Now he is completely fine, but he can't take a bath casually.

Song Yinxing breathed a sigh of relief when he came out.

Seeing this, the manager next to him said, "I'm sorry, Xing Xing, I made the matter too serious and made you worry."

Song Yinxing waved his hand, "As long as people are free."

"How can you be short of sleep?"

The manager sighed and said, "He wanted to finish the filming earlier and go back earlier, so..."

"I also said he was too impulsive, and you won't run away."

Song Yinxing looked at the door of Cheng Ziqi's ward, but did not speak.

The agent asked Song Yinxing how long he would stay here.

Song Yinxing told him that because the school had a midterm exam, he had to go back and could only stay for a week.

After the agent heard about it, he took him to a nearby supermarket to buy daily necessities.

The two were strolling around the supermarket, and the agent said, "Why don't I ask the hospital to arrange another single bed next to the boss?"

"If you are not used to sleeping, I will open another room in the hotel."

"Maybe the boss will call you over every day, but you can sleep anywhere you want."

Song Yinxing said: "It's okay, I'll just sleep in the hospital."

After buying some daily necessities, the agent asked, "Do you still need to live broadcast?"

"If necessary, I can also arrange for you."

Song Yinxing has already told his fans that he will take a day off today and not broadcast, but it is unreasonable not to broadcast live for several days in a row.

He thought for a while, and said: "The live broadcast is still needed, so I will trouble you."

The manager quickly waved his hand, "No trouble, no trouble, the trouble is you, who worked so hard to come here to serve people."

The two were polite all the way, and finally arrived at the hospital.

The manager left without leaving the things, leaving only Cheng Ziqi and Song Yinxing behind.

Cheng Ziqi was straightened by the nurse, and he looked anxiously at Song Yinxing who came in carrying a lot of things, "I thought you were going back by plane."

Song Yinxing smiled and said, "How come?"

"How are you feeling today? Does it hurt?"

Without saying a word, Cheng Ziqi took Song Yinxing's hand and refused to let go, "When I saw you, I thought I was dreaming."

"You don't know until you walk in and feel the temperature, you are alive."

Song Yinxing was held by Cheng Ziqi with one hand, and with the other he was sorting things out of the bag, "Is it alive or dead? Did you really lose your mind?"

Cheng Ziqi hugged Song Yinxing's arm tightly, like a big Samoyed dog, hugging its master and not letting go.

"I was alone in New Zealand, with no relatives or friends. I just woke up feeling miserable. I caught the nurse trying to eat my tofu."

"As soon as I turned around, I saw the person who often came to my dream these two days, of course I thought it was a dream."

Song Yinxing felt distressed and flattered, but he still took out the toothbrush and toothpaste calmly.

Seeing that the person in front of him ignored him, Cheng Ziqi shook his arm again.

There was no other way, he forcibly pulled his hand out of Cheng Ziqi's arms, "Sit down properly, or I'll go back."

Cheng Ziqi looked at him pitifully with his eyes open, but sat back obediently.

He didn't say a word, just kept looking at Song Yinxing who was busy packing up, and finally asked, "When are you going back?"

Song Yinxing was putting towels in the private toilet of the ward, and upon hearing Cheng Ziqi's words, he replied, "I can only stay for a week."

Cheng Ziqi said "Oh" and sighed.

Song Yinxing heard Cheng Ziqi sigh when he was in the bathroom, and came out and asked funnyly, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Ziqi lay down with difficulty, then lifted the quilt high, hid in the quilt and said sullenly: "I don't know anyone here, the doctor said that I will stay for at least a month to see how the follow-up injury is healing. I'm going to stay here for a month, I'm a poor little person who doesn't care..."

Song Yinxing had a headache and said, "But I have to go back to take the exam."

Cheng Ziqi was still depressed, "It's okay, you go back, I'll let my mother come and take care of me."

Seeing that Cheng Ziqi had been hiding under the quilt and could not come out, Song Yinxing tugged, but did not, and simply ignored him.

After a while, Cheng Ziqi crawled out of the quilt out of breath, and said to Song Yinxing, "Xingxing, I feel very itchy all over."

Song Yinxing said: "The doctor said, you can't touch the water right now."

Cheng Ziqi sniffed, let out an "oh", lay down again, and didn't speak for half an hour.

Song Yinxing could only ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Ziqi said, "Xing Xing, I want you to clean it for me."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2721:22:39~2020-08-2821:08:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Sarock;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!