past star

The moment Wen Yanyu fell down, Xue Xun didn't know what he was thinking.

With a blank mind, he had already carried him into the car, and he didn't even realize that he was already covered in sweat.

Doing the math, except for being turned away again when he delivered supper that day, he never got close to Wen Yanyu again.

Repressedly telling himself, if you push too hard, Wen Yanyu will suffer and be scared away.

But watching the person he wanted to protect fall in front of him, the annoyance is indescribable.

Obviously, he has noticed that Wen Yanyu's spirit is not good these days. He could have done more, but because of the inexplicable restraint in his heart...

Xue Xun slammed the car door hard.

"How long will it take?"

"10 minutes, definitely within 10 minutes."

The little assistant took out ice water from the car refrigerator, took out a towel from the bag and handed it to Xue Xun, and said cautiously, "Brother Xun, let's help Mr. Wen cool down first."

Xue Xun calmed down and wiped Wen Yanyu's temples and forehead with a damp towel.

After thinking about it, he put the towel aside, and started to untie Wen Yanyu's layers of costumes, and at the same time carefully took off the hair cover.

The white T-shirt inside was already drenched on his body, outlining his slender figure.

Thin shoulder blades, protruding collarbone, and a thin waist that doesn't seem to fit.

Xue Xun couldn't help frowning, he was really too thin.

Why haven't you noticed this before?

What the hell has he been doing?

The feeling of distress spread from the heart to the limbs.

Xue Xun used a towel over and over to help Wen Yanyu cool down, but the skin under his hands was still hot.

In the end, when it was sent to the hospital, Xue Xun contacted the doctor he knew and sent him to the emergency department first.

After registration and diagnosis, he was sent to the intensive care unit for drinking water.

It was delivered in time, and the doctor told me to take a good rest and ensure nutrition.

Director Lian and the staff rushed over, and after consulting the doctor, Director Lian decided to take two days off.

After staying for less than a moment, they went out to deal with the reporters. Most of the staff were unfamiliar with Wen Yanyu, and they all left soon.

After a while, the ward became deserted.

After changing into casual clothes, Xue Xun slowly walked back to the ward.

The air conditioner was turned on in the ward, and the sweat on Wen Yanyu's body had already evaporated, and the needle was stuck on the back of his hand, and the transparent liquid was injected drop by drop.

Eyelashes trembled slightly on her pale cheeks, but she never woke up.

The little assistant brought two bowls of white rice porridge and a cage of steamed buns in an insulated lunch box. He probed his head and took a look, and went out alone wisely.

Xue Xun called Amy to cancel the evening announcement, ate something and sat next to Wen Yanyu.

It was silly and dangerous, but he couldn't bear to leave Wen Yanyu alone.

After memorizing the lines for a while, he was still restless, finally put down the script, propped his chin on his elbows, and tilted his head to look at Wen Yanyu carefully.

The eyelashes are not too long, but they are thick, and they are a gray shadow covering the eyelids.

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are slightly white because of the illness.

As for the skin color, it is fair and even a little sick.

But it was the combination of these five sense organs that made him unforgettable.

When the hour hand passed eight o'clock, Xue Xun moved his slightly stiff arm, and suddenly heard two knocks on the door.

"Xiaowen, are you there, Xiaowen? I'm Tan Jing."

Xue Xun thought for a while before recalling that this is Wen Yanyu's manager.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door, and a woman in a professional suit walked in. She was obviously surprised when she saw Xue Xun, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Mr. Xue, why are you here? How is Xiaowen?"

Xue Xun grabbed the doorknob, smiled politely, put his fingers between his lips and replied softly: "He's fine now, if you have anything to say outside, don't disturb him."

Tan Jing glanced at Wen Yanyu on the hospital bed, and nodded.

As soon as he walked to the corridor of the hospital, Xue Xun's voice sank: "Is this the first time such a thing has happened?"

Xue Xun's questioning came so quickly that Tan Jing, a well-known manager, almost froze.

After being stunned, he replied: "Mr. Xue, Xiaowen's manager is me." The implication is that this is not what you need to ask.

Xue Xun looked at Tan Jing and smiled, but Tan Jing felt a creepy feeling in that flawless smile: "It seems that this is not the first time, even if Wen Yanyu can't create much profit, as his manager People, you are not even willing to help him with an assistant, and let him be sick and tired, is it right?"

Tan Jing calmed down: "Does this have something to do with Mr. Xue?"

"Well, that's none of my business. What about the advice my agent gave you earlier?"

"Do you want to sign Xiaowen?"

"Yes."

Xue Xun took out a signed marker pen from his pocket, wrote a string of numbers in his palm, and showed it to Tan Jing.

"Is this enough?"

Tan Jing smiled: "This is inevitable..."

"It's not a signing fee, it's from me personally."

Tan Jing's expression changed suddenly: "Xue Xun, what do you mean by this, no matter what Xiaowen says..."

Xue Xun raised his hand to stop her words, with a smile that was not a smile: "There are some things that I don't want to explain too clearly."

"what are you saying?!"

"No matter how bad Wen Yue is, he was also a movie king during his lifetime. Even if he dies, the property left behind will not allow his son to be reduced to this. You are dirty enough to oppress others under the banner of protection, so why bother pretending to be benevolent. I don't want to expose you because I don't want to make him sad, do you really think that everything you do is perfect?"

Tan Jing's face turned pale and white for a moment, and after a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it when I get back. That's fine, if there are any rumors about homosexuality when I come back, I don't have to clean up the mess. I'm like this, my son is still like this! "

Xue Xun rubbed the handwriting on his palm easily, and smiled lightly: "I will protect him well, so you don't need to worry about it. I also hope that the manager can cooperate with me, and don't try to play tricks."

Walking slowly back to the ward, Wen Yanyu still didn't wake up, sleeping peacefully.

I don't know if I haven't slept well for a long time.

Xue Xun suddenly felt lucky again, fortunately, he was strong enough now, so strong that he could eliminate the threats around him without bloodshed, and protect the people he wanted to protect.

Turn off the light, sit on the edge of the bed, fumble in the dark and hold Wen Yanyu's hand.

Such a feeling turned out to be peace of mind.

A soft corner of my heart seemed to be filled.

I don't want to let go of the satisfied feeling that I haven't seen for a long time.

The night sky outside the window is bright with a bright moon, and the glass refracts the moonlight, creating a soft and gentle brilliance all over the place.

Xue Xun leaned over the bed and slowly fell asleep.

In such a charming dark night, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

Consciousness gradually returned to the body, Wen Yanyu was about to sit up with his hands, only to find that one of his hands was hanging from the water, and the other hand was tightly held.

Turning his head slightly, he saw a person's head resting against his arm, and the broken black hair glowed with a faint silver glow under the moonlight.

The smell of disinfectant is pervasive, and you are now a hospital?

Wen Yanyu closed his eyes again, and the warm touch came from the palm of his hand, which was very clear after losing his vision.

He tried to withdraw his hand, but after a few times, he gave up, Xue Xun held it too tightly.

After a comfortable sleep, the fatigue in the body gradually faded away.

Wen Yanyu breathed shallowly, the people around him seemed not to be sleeping very comfortably, turned his head, Wen Yanyu froze for a moment, Xue Xun still did not wake up after waiting for a while.

The slight to almost inaudible breathing sound, very close to the ear, one by one.

Even if he thought about not getting close, Wen Yanyu couldn't deny that having someone to accompany him when he was sick made his heart feel at ease.

Relax your body and yearn for the warmth of your palms.

Too warm temperature.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky was dimly lit, and Wen Yanyu heard Xue Xun's indistinct and deep voice.

"Wen Yanyu, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Raising his eyes, he saw Xue Xun changing the water bags on the shelf.

"Are you hungry? Here are porridge and steamed buns. I'll find someone to warm them up later."

The hand was put back on the quilt, and the warm touch had already been withdrawn.

Wen Yanyu sat up with one arm propped up, and lowered his gaze as if covering up: "Thank you for taking care of me."

Xue Xun paused, changed the water bag, walked to Wen Yanyu, bent down to raise the height of the front of the bed, and said in a muffled voice, "You don't need to be so polite." After speaking, he took the insulated lunch box and went out to heat up.

Director Lian gave the production crew two days off, and Xue Xun stayed with Wen Yanyu for two days.

Don't talk about it before and after the run, just sit in the hospital with Wen Yanyu all the time, not at all as leisurely as Xue Yingdi, who was rumored to be scheduled for two months.

After the death of his parents, Wen Yanyu has been alone for many years. It is not that he has never been sick, but it is the first time he has been taken care of so meticulously.

Euphemistically stated that he can be alone, but Xue Xun stubbornly accompanied him as if he couldn't understand.

Knowing that Xue Xun would be pissed off if he was tougher and colder, but... more and more indebtedness and indescribable feelings made Wen Yanyu unable to speak.

If, eight years ago, there was someone who accompanied me like this, would it not be so painful?

There are bound to be no possible hypotheses.

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