The Little Chef of the Film Emperor's House

The battery of the mobile phone is only at the last [-]%, which is not enough to maintain the use of the flashlight. Jiang Qi tried to call Qiao Zhuyu, but there was no signal at all.

Jiang Qi wanted to escape.

Just like him, he fled his homeland and went to a strange city alone.

But Qiao Zhuyu was still inside.

Suppressing the discomfort and fear in his heart, Jiang Qi continued to walk inside.

"Zhuyu! Zhuyu..." His voice gradually weakened, followed by dizziness and nausea. He felt as if he was tossed on the sea, and his body was completely out of control.

A feeling of panic swept through his whole body, and his own rapid heartbeat echoed in the silent corridor.

dong dong dong -- dong dong dong --

He opened and closed his eyes, a pair of red unwilling eyes were floating in the air staring at him, his ears were full of questioning that was vomiting blood.

No, I did not save you, I really tried but I really couldn’t save you... You have been dead for so many years, why do you still refuse to let me go...

I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so useless...

The phone fell to the ground with a thud, and he himself fell down. He bent his legs, buried his face in it, and covered his head with his hands.

"Mr. Jiang!"

It was Qiao Zhuyu's voice.

As if the light before dawn pierced the darkness, Jiang Qi suddenly looked up and saw Qiao Zhuyu holding her mobile phone, pausing slightly not far away, and then running towards him.

Jiang Qi looked at Qiao Zhuyu's face that was approaching very quickly, and pulled the corners of his mouth with all his strength to make his voice sound stable: "I found you..."

Qiao Zhuyu was startled and frightened, Jiang Qi's forehead was covered with sweat, but his hands were cold.

She squatted on the ground, supported Jiang Qi's shoulder with one hand, and kept calling him: "Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang, how are you doing?"

Jiang Qi's consciousness was slackened, he felt that he should not say anything, or even just pass out, and it's over, but the person in front of him was very familiar, and there was a faint smell of food in the air.

"My mother is dead." Jiang Qi said in a low voice, he didn't know who he was talking to.

"What?" Qiao Zhuyu was taken aback.

"I failed to save her, and she wouldn't have died if it wasn't for me," Jiang Qi almost muttered, "If his son wasn't me, would someone else save her... If they didn't give birth to me, wouldn't they It won't become like that later..."

Qiao Zhuyu watched Jiang Qi blame himself more and more, with a pained look on her face, her heart ached, she hugged him directly into her arms, leaned Jiang Qi's head on her shoulder, and gently stroked his back.

"It's not you, it's not you, that has nothing to do with you..." Qiao Zhuyu said softly, trying her best to comfort Jiang Qi who was trembling.

Qiao Zhuyu doesn't know anything about Jiang Qi's past, but Jiang Qi made his debut at the age of 19. If what he just said is true, it should have happened at least ten years ago.

Qiao Zhuyu doesn't know what it's like to be haunted by one incident for ten years, but that incident must have nothing to do with Jiang Qi.

A truly vicious murderer will not feel guilty for killing for ten years.

Only those with a soft and beautiful heart can't bear the filth and filth.

"I beg you, let me go..." Jiang Qi was still trembling, "Let me go..."

Qiao Zhuyu frowned, she didn't know what Jiang Qi had experienced, but guessed from what she said intermittently just now, it should be related to his mother's death.

Not knowing whether her guess was right, Qiao Zhuyu tried to say slowly: "Mom didn't blame you for not saving her, she was complaining about why you didn't take good care of yourself. Is there any mother in the world who doesn't love her child?"

Qiao Zhuyu's heart was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get up and down, for fear that her nonsense would make Jiang Qi more severely stimulated.

Her comforting hand didn't stop, she patted Jiang Qi's back, and said in a soft voice: "Mom can't bear to blame you for making you so uncomfortable all the time. As long as you take good care of yourself, mom will feel at ease."

The person in her arms suddenly lost her voice, and Qiao Zhuyu noticed that Jiang Qi's trembling was gradually subsiding, she let out a breath, and her nerves relaxed.

"Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang?" Qiao Zhuyu tried to call him, but there was no response.

Qiao Zhuyu turned her head to look at him, only to find that Jiang Qi had passed out, but her pretty eyebrows were still frowning, wondering if she had a nightmare.

The corridor was very humid, Qiao Zhuyu was afraid that Jiang Qi would catch a cold if he slept here for a long time, so he had to help him up and walk outside.

But the corridor was really too narrow, and if Qiao Zhuyu supported Jiang Qi and the two of them side by side, they couldn't walk away at all. There was no way, Qiao Zhuyu gritted her teeth and could only use her back.

Jiang Qi is much taller than her, with a strong body. She is a weak woman who can't bear it. Fortunately, she always throws the spoon and has a little strength in her arms.

Qiao Zhuyu threw the person on her back, but with too much strength, Jiang Qi's 1.8-meter-five body slid out, and her head hit the wall with a bang, which can be called a loud noise.

Qiao Zhuyu: "..." Where's your helmet?

Jiang Qi had a dream that he returned to that year.

The same blood-stained house, but no father, no police, and no watching neighbors.

His forehead hit the corner of the table, bleeding profusely, and his mother appeared in front of him, looking at the reproach he had been familiar with for 11 years.

Fear struck instantly, he subconsciously shrank back, and closed his eyes tightly.

Immediately afterwards, the expected beating and scolding did not come, and there was a gentle touch on his forehead. He opened his eyes blankly, and found that it was his mother wiping the wound on his head with a veil, and scolded him: "Why are you hurt like this?"

"Don't you blame me?" He heard his own more immature voice ask.

"Of course it's your fault," said the mother.

His heart skipped a beat.

"I blame you for breaking in, why you got hurt, and why you didn't stay away to protect yourself." His mother caressed his cheek, her eyes kindly said, "Mom is not here, you must live well, eat well, sleep well, Don't be afraid, mom is always in heaven to bless you."

"Mom has always loved you, love you very much, my baby."

Jiang Qi suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was pure white, and the smell of disinfectant floated in the air.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Zhuyu immediately leaned over and asked.

Jiang Qi looked at Qiao Zhuyu, and realized that he had returned to reality. He wanted to speak, but his voice was extremely dry: "Where is this?"

Qiao Zhuyu brought a cup of warm water to his mouth, fed him to drink, and said, "The hospital in the town."

His claustrophobia has been around for a long time, and he couldn't be cured even in the hospital. He wanted to get up immediately, but the pain in his head pushed him back.

Jiang Qi rubbed his head along the way, only to feel a circle of gauze.

?

what happened?Did the dream come true?

Seeing Jiang Qi touching her forehead in disbelief, Qiao Zhuyu coughed twice and cleared her throat: "Then what..."

Jiang Qi looked up at her.

Hey, hey, this innocent and pitiful little girl, Qiao Zhuyu feels that she can't tell the truth anymore.

"Then what, what are you doing in that little dark room?" Qiao Zhuyu turned a corner abruptly.

"I went to look for you," Jiang Qi said, "I had something to talk to you at the time, but Ye Xi said I went to you after you went in."

"Ye Xi told you that I went in? How is it possible, she saw the bathroom I went in with her own eyes—" Before Qiao Zhuyu finished speaking, she immediately understood.

She crossed her arms and sneered, and licked her back molars: "There are really people who are stupid and bad."

Jiang Qi knew what was going on when he saw Qiao Zhuyu's reaction, but he didn't care about it at the moment, and asked, "How did you find me?"

"When I came out of the bathroom, I heard someone calling my name in the small dark room. I thought it was haunted. I wanted to go in and meet to see who was so daring, but I didn't expect it to be you!" Qiao Zhuyu said.

"Then I," Jiang Qi paused, "Did I say anything nonsense?"

"No." Qiao Zhuyu said innocently.

Jiang Qi stared at Qiao Zhuyu for a long time, and he was relieved after making sure she wasn't lying. At that time, he lost control of his consciousness and didn't know what he said or did. He was really afraid that he would hurt Qiao Zhuyu without knowing it. That would be a great sin.

Qiao Zhuyu's heart was beating like a drum, seeing that Jiang Qi believed what she said, she thought to herself that her acting skills were not bad, and even the film king could fool her.

What Jiang Qi unconsciously confides in his heart is his deepest buried secret. She has no intention of prying into other people's privacy, so it's best to pretend not to know about it.

Before she could feel complacent, Jiang Qi asked again: "Then what's the matter with the wound on my forehead?"

Qiao Zhuyu: "..." Why don't you just lose your memory to the end?

Because Jiang Qi was "accidentally" injured in the studio, the filming was forced to stop that day. Qiao Zhuyu volunteered to stay in the hospital to take care of Jiang Qi. Apart from security, the hospital did not keep anyone else from the program team.

The skin on Jiang Qi's forehead was scratched, it wasn't serious, but Jiang Dayingdi was delicate and fleshy, and couldn't tolerate any mistakes. After waking up, he still had to recuperate in the hospital for two days before leaving.

Qiao Zhuyu also stayed in the hospital to take care of her for two days, preparing Jiang Qi's food in different ways every day. Although it was delicious, Jiang Qi couldn't eat spicy food because of his wound, so it was still very uncomfortable to eat.

It's rare for him to want to be rude - his mouth is almost fading out like a bird!

Even so, Jiang Qi still felt that life in the hospital was better, there was no need to shoot, and there was no troublemaker Xu Bai, just him and Qiao Zhuyu.

By the time I was discharged from the hospital, the recording of the program had been in progress for the fourth day.

After getting in the car back to Baipo Village, Jiang Qi was still a little bit reluctant, and said to Qiao Zhuyu, "How did this wound heal so quickly?"

Qiao Zhuyu gave him an annoyed look, she was almost scared to death, okay, she worked hard every day in the hospital to alleviate the guilt in her heart, but there are still people here who don't think it's a big deal.

"Get out of the car now and lie down on the ground. The master driver can fulfill you with one kick of the accelerator, and you will be consummated in the hospital for the rest of your life." Qiao Zhuyu said.

Jiang Qi actually thought about it seriously, and asked her: "Then will you come to take care of me?"

"I'm just a private cook and not buried with me," Qiao Zhuyu said, "The Qing Dynasty is dead."

"Forget it then." Jiang Qi leaned back in the seat, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiao Zhuyu looked at Jiang Qi's faint disappointment, and the guilt in her heart grew again. She thought that she had never done anything wrong in her life, and one day she would fall on others.

She stretched out her finger to poke Jiang Qi: "Mr. Jiang, I have something to tell you."