brothers and sisters

When Ren Ziyu returned home, it was already dark.

He felt that his head had been scorched by the sun outside, and his whole body was like a dehydrated cucumber, with his head drooping.

He waited an hour in the hot sun for a taxi.

The place where Ling Yu left him was a rich man's villa area, and all the people coming and going were private cars, and there was no taxi at all.

He didn't know how long he had walked before he escaped from the villa area.

His body was a little hypoxic, and his movements were extremely sluggish.So when he saw Ling Yu leisurely half lying on the sofa reading comics, he actually forgot his anger.

He walked in front of Ling Yu numbly, just wanting to throw himself on the bed.

In fact, since Ren Ziyu entered the house, Ling Yu has been observing secretly.

He was already prepared to endure a storm, but Ren Ziyu completely ignored him, which surprised him.

I played Ren Ziyu thoroughly today, logically speaking, he would definitely dance with me.

Who knew that he would be listless after he came back, and he didn't come to settle accounts with himself?It can't be stupid.

No, this is too boring.

Ling Yu stood up and followed behind Ren Ziyu, even calling Ren Ziyu twice without turning back.

Ling Yu watched Ren Ziyu staggering upstairs, but he was still a little worried after all, so he also ran up.

Walking to Ren Ziyu's door, Ling Yu was startled.

I saw Ren Ziyu lying on the ground by the door, motionless, and even passed out.

"Brother? Ren Ziyu? Are you for real? Are you kidding me?"

Ling Yu walked around Ren Ziyu, then squatted down, and patted him on the face twice.

It was so hot, Ling Yu quickly withdrew his hand.

It seems that she is not pretending, but really sick?

No way?Anyway, he is also a man, his physique is too weak.

Ling Yu was taken aback, and at the same time felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Hey, brother, wake up, wake up."

Ren Ziyu didn't respond.

what to do?Call 120?

He thought for a while, and picked up Ren Ziyu from the ground. Fortunately, although Ren Ziyu was tall, he was not fat, but he was a man after all. Ling Yu was sweating profusely, and finally put him on the bed.

He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and felt it was hot, but there was no blood on his face.

Ling Yu stood at the head of the bed, helpless.

At this time, there was a sudden ringing of the doorbell downstairs.

Damn, who will come this time?

Ling Yu glanced at Ren Ziyu lying on the bed, gritted his teeth and went downstairs to open the door.

"Ling... Yu..."

The little man standing at the door, Ling Yu remembered him, he seemed to be Ren Ziyu's editor, he came here once last time, the one who was almost killed by himself.

"Hello." In front of outsiders, Ling Yu habitually showed his gentle smile.

"You...okay, I'm here to see Ziyu, can I go in?"

Yang Mingming felt that he was about to ascend to heaven, Ling Yu, hey, Ling Yu was smiling at him, as expected, he was handsome and polite as in the legend, and he treated a little fan like himself so gentle.

"Of course, you came just in time!"

Ling Yu slapped his head, he was worried that he didn't know what to do with the patient upstairs, so someone rushed to the door to open it.

"Huh?" Yang Mingming looked at his idol in a daze, his brain had completely stopped functioning.

"You are my brother's friend."

"what?"

"My brother, Ren Ziyu, you are his friend."

Looking at Yang Mingming's silly smiling face, Ling Yu really wanted to slap him on the face a few times to wake him up, but on the surface he still had to maintain an idol's polite rather than elegant smile.

"Ah, yes, we are friends, very good friends."

Yang Mingming nodded vigorously. Although Tzuyu always hates him, they have been friends online for a long time, so it's not a lie.

"Alright then, come with me."

Ling Yu turned around and walked into the house.

Yang Mingming followed Ling Yu step by step, looking at Ling Yu's tall back, happiness came too suddenly.

At this moment, he had completely lost his mind, even if Ling Yu asked him to jump off the stairs, he would obey obediently.

"Tzuyu is big!"

But Yang Mingming still has a conscience. When he saw Ren Ziyu lying on the bed like a salted fish, he temporarily forgot about her beauty.

"Shuai Ling, what's wrong with Ziyu?"