Rebirth of the strongest actor

Su Xingzhou was with his mother next door, and Chu Jinghai and Su's father talked for a while in the next ward, and then fell asleep in a daze.

At around two o'clock in the night, Chu Jinghai's familiar cell phone rang and vibrated. The ringtone woke up Su's father, and also woke up Chu Jinghai.He sat up from the bed in a trance, Su's father turned on the light, and asked, "It's so late, who is it?"

"Sorry for disturbing you, Uncle."

Chu Jinghai's heart skipped a beat when he saw his mother's call on his mobile phone.

Every time his mother made a phone call, there would be nothing good, Chu Jinghai took a breath, and went to the corridor to answer it.He was so fucking scared.This is a conditioned fear that is different from normal stress fear.A fear of constantly being disappointed with someone but having to keep cleaning up the mess for her.

"mom."

On the other end of the phone, there was a woman's whining cry first, and then there was a lot of noise. He vaguely heard someone say to give him a booster shot, and he clenched his fists.

"Jinghai, your father was in a car accident."

Chu Jinghai took another deep breath: "Don't worry, where are you?"

"In the emergency department of No.1 civilian hospital."

"I happened to get an injection in area C, and it's over. Don't cry, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Chu Jinghai went back to the house and picked up his coat. Su Xingzhou woke up at some point and followed him. Seeing his anxious expression, he quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"My dad was in a car accident." Chu Jinghai glanced at his watch, "I have to go."

"me and you together."

Su's father nodded and signaled Su Xingzhou to follow Chu Jinghai and take care of Su's mother by himself.Chu Jinghai looked gratefully at the Su family father and son, and then left in a hurry with Su Xingzhou.

He had just subsided from the fever, and he was sweating all over. The black hair on his forehead was pressed against his fair cheek, which was extremely painful.Su Xingzhou tied the scarf for him in the elevator, held his hand and said, "Don't catch a cold."

When the two hurriedly felt the emergency, they were greeted by the weeping Chu mother.Chu Jinghai was not surprised by her appearance, she had long been used to it.Mother Chu wore a cheongsam with fur, high heels and slim legs, and a white wool coat.The hair is slightly curled and sticks to the cheeks, pear blossoms are crying with rain, and the eyes are swollen from crying.

Chu Jinghai frowned, and patted her on the shoulder: "What's going on?"

"I don't know, I just answered the phone and said something happened to your father. I came here quickly."

Mother Chu's tears were like broken beads, Chu Jinghai was still dizzy, but he had to hold on now.

Suddenly his heart ached, he kept saying "I don't care if he dies", so why is he so anxious now?

"Don't cry, it's useless to cry."

"Patient's family!" The nurse hurried out of the operating room, "Is there any HR-negative blood? There is no stock in the blood bank, and the patient has HR-negative blood."

"I'm."

Chu Jinghai raised his hand, the little nurse froze for a moment when he saw him, isn't this the popular star recently?She Wuxia had so many scruples and said hastily, "Come with me!"

"Jinghai, you..." Mother Chu said in a daze, "You..."

"Don't mention it, family ethics bothers me the most."

Dark red blood flowed into the bag along the infusion tube, Chu Jinghai clenched his fists, his face became paler and paler—a sickly paleness.

Su Xingzhou comforted Su's mother, and said to Su's mother: "Auntie, come and sit for a while. It's so late, take a rest."

As he spoke, he took off his coat and put it on Su's mother's lap, and Su's mother stopped crying.She looked at her son's pale face and remained silent for a while.Jinghai is still willing to donate blood to Chucheng.And she didn't know why she was crying.Maybe this is the fate of a family, and this is the bond and warmth they should have.

Chu Jinghai sighed, leaned on the cushion, and said quietly, "The Chou family?"

"I don't know..." Mother Chu said, "You look very pale, are you sick?"

"It's okay. A little cold."

For his mother, Chu Jinghai has always reported good news but not bad news.Talking too much, she just felt worried that she couldn't help, but in a sense, Su Xingzhou's mother cared more about her growing up.Aunt Lian was not pretending to be a kind person, but she was really kind from the bottom of her heart.He can feel it all.

Mother Chu bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry, mother didn't take good care of you."

The corners of Chu Jinghai's lips curled up suddenly, his handsome face could not be concealed even though he was pale from illness, which made the nurse on duty blush, "Just take care of yourself."

Su Xingzhou walked over and whispered in Chu Jinghai's ear, "Are you okay?"

Chu Jinghai told him the truth: "Dizziness, there are many small stars in front of my eyes."

After the blood was drawn, Chu Jinghai's weak body from the disease was completely unable to support him. He stood up from the chair while holding on to the armrests, and the moment he stood up, he swayed and was about to fall down.Su Xingzhou helped him quickly with his eyes and hands, and then Mother Chu realized that his son's calm words of "it's okay, it's just a minor illness" were already a problem that hurt his body.

"I'll help you go to bed and lie down for a while."

Chu's mother surrounded Chu Jinghai anxiously, and Chu Jinghai put all his weight on Su Xingzhou's body, and waved his hands forcibly: "Mom, it's okay, go to sleep."

Mother Chu's tears fell in an instant.

Chu Jinghai couldn't see his mother's tears because he had fallen asleep in a semi-conscious state.

He is too tired.

Su Xingzhou covered him with a quilt, looked at Chu's mother and said, "Auntie, you can rest too, I'll just watch."

"Xiao Su, thank you." Chu's mother covered her mouth and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Su Xingzhou poured a cup of hot water for Chu's mother, "I've been friends with him for so many years, so there's nothing wrong with that."

He couldn't say any words of comfort, because he couldn't figure out Chu's mother's mind.Do you want this man to die, or do you hope that he can escape from the hands of the god of death by luck?But he knew what Chu Jinghai was thinking.In Chu Jinghai's eyes, father is still father, no matter how scumbag is, he is still father.

In the process of falling asleep, Chu Jinghai seemed to be dreaming about things from when he was very young.

He was three or four years old at that time, a finely carved little milk baby, holding a ball and wanting to play with his father.At that time, Father Chu was very busy, so he waved him away, and sternly reprimanded him: "Go and play by yourself!"

He walked away pitifully, his lonely back was very lonely in the empty Chu family compound, and then the nanny aunt came over and said to him with a smile: "Jinghai, my little prince, auntie and you playing?"

"But Dad doesn't want me, he doesn't like me." The little Chu Jinghai stubbornly refused to shed tears, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, but there was tears in his eyes.How much does he long for his father to play with him for a while, hug him, and send him to school like other fathers?

Subconsciously, he yearns for fatherly love more than anyone else.

"Father is too busy, he wants to play with Jing Hai." The nanny said.

The next day he received a new ball as a gift.The guilty Chu father didn't know how to express his feelings, so he could only use material things to make up for the vacancy in his time and feelings, thinking that this would give Chu Jinghai a little bit of happiness.

But Chu Jinghai was still alone, his mother would visit him occasionally, but she would leave immediately.The sound of her crying in the room reached Chu Jinghai's ears, and the little Chu Jinghai raised his fair and tender face and smiled lightly, revealing his dimples.

Jinghai, you have to be nice to yourself and make yourself happy.

Because they don't have time to treat you well, you can only treat yourself better.

In the dream, the sunrise and sunset are faster than usual, and in the blink of an eye, there is a noisy junior high school, a high school where fighting is escalating, and family conflicts are intensifying day by day.Even in the dream, Chu Jinghai didn't have any shadow of his father being intimate with him.Until the end, Chu Jinghai looked at the back of the man who was as tall as himself, and let out a soft cry.

"dad."

The man showed no sign of turning back, and kept walking towards the dark place ahead.

"Dad, don't go."

Chu Jinghai shouted again.

The man's shoulders trembled slightly, and he turned his head.

"Don't go...don't go." Chu Jinghai's voice was very soft, "It's too dark ahead, come back, there are lights at home."

How many wrong things he has done, whether he is a good person or not, all collapse at this moment.The father in the dream looked at him suspiciously, Chu Jinghai didn't know why he wanted to cry, he thought he hated his father.

But no, no.

It occurred to him that they had hugged.Before going to elementary school, his father personally sent him to the gate of the elementary school, and said to him solemnly: "You must study hard."

Afterwards, he hugged Chu Jinghai's body, and the smell of tobacco wafted in the misty wind of childhood, washed away by countless memories.

He thought that no matter how hard he struggled, no matter how much he quarreled with his father, his father would always ask him: "Have you enough money, bastard." He ran away from home, and when he came home, he could always feel a little difference in his father's eyes.

Maybe that's not an illusion?

That was definitely not an illusion.

When he was taking the college entrance examination, he heard from his buddies that his father went to burn incense in the temple. At that time, he also joked that it was probably to burn the Guanyin, but he just refused to admit that his father was blessing him with a bright future.

Until something so serious happened to him.He just found out.

It turned out that he was so afraid of losing this person, this was his close relative, good or bad, he was his father.Maybe some people express their feelings differently. He thought maybe his father loved him.

Tears slid down Chu Jinghai's cheeks from the corners of his eyes, Su Xingzhou called him softly: "Honey, did you have a nightmare?"

Chu Jinghai had already fully woken up at some point. He lay on the bed, looked at the white ceiling and said, "No. It was a pretty good dream."

"Uncle is fine, he has been sent to the general ward." Su Xingzhou said, "I opened a room nearby for my aunt, and she went to rest too."

"En." Chu Jinghai turned his head and looked at his boyfriend, "Xingzhou, thank you."

"I love you." Su Xingzhou kissed his forehead, "How is it, are you feeling better?"

Chu Jinghai sat up on the bed and said, "Well, what time is it?"

"It's past eight o'clock in the morning." Su Xingzhou said, "Please take another day off."

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"It's past eight o'clock in the morning." Xu Ling glanced at his watch, "I actually overslept?"

The man next to him muttered, he must have overslept, why do such a tiring job.

"Impossible," Xu Ling rubbed her brows. She still had a headache after sleeping all night. Could it be that her physical condition is getting worse?

"My biological clock has always been accurate." Xu Ling sat up, "Why are you still lying on the bed, go back to filming."

"I'm sleepy, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

The windows of the house were open, and the cold wind outside the windows was blowing in.Xu Ling frowned, leaned on his waist and closed the window, and said, "You're crazy, why don't you open the window?"

"Air. I'm asleep."

If he had woken up earlier, he might have smelled ether in the house.And the man beside him just came back from the outside, it was raining outside, and his shoes were still wet and dripping.

As for the murderous aura hidden in the closed eyes of the young man on the bed, if Xu Ling saw it, he would be shocked.

"Then I'll lie down for a while." Xu Ling got on the bed lightly, "Skipping work with you,"

Ruan Qing watched Xu Ling roll onto the bed gracefully again, pulling the quilt as if she was about to fall asleep, and felt less uneasy and guilty.

Go to sleep...Let these shady darkness stay away from you, let me sink in the darkness alone...don't come near me.