who do you want me to replace

The next day, Jiang Yu returned to the hotel step by step from the film crew, and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers as soon as he entered the room.

The room has been cleaned up by the room service aunt. The sunflower is placed in the corner of the cabinet, and there is a light green plum blossom next to it. The color is fresh and elegant. It looks like a sapphire carving from a distance, and it is soft to the touch. The fragile ones can be torn off from the branches with light force.

When he stayed in this hotel before, he had never heard of such treatment.

Usually, there will be bouquets and gift boxes from the hotel on the day of moving in. This is the first time he has seen sunflowers and green plums every day like this.

Jiang Yu stood expressionlessly for a while, picked up the flowers and put them on top of the trash can, paused for a while, then put them back irritably, the movement was not light, several of the flower buds of Lumei were shaken off, and fell to the ground, It looked pitiful.

He picked up his mobile phone, clicked on Wen Feixun's WeChat, and typed a line of "Did you send the flowers?", but he didn't send it out. After a while, he put down his mobile phone and dialed the hotel reception with the phone in the room.

"Hi, hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

Jiang Yudao: "Don't send flowers to my room in the future."

The front desk was slightly taken aback, and then immediately said: "Okay, I have written down your room number, and I will give you timely feedback on your questions."

He hung up the phone and sighed involuntarily.

But in the next few days, the hotel did not stop sending flowers as he wished. It was still a bouquet a day, and the types were different. It could be seen that they were all carefully selected and beautifully maintained.

After a long time, the wilted flowers will be taken away, and the ones that are not in decline will continue to stay in the room, piled up, and cannot be placed on the cabinet, so they will be placed on the corner of the floor, crowded and bumped. Although there are not too many piles in the sky, there is a strong sense of presence.

Not only that, Jiang Yu gradually discovered that Jin Yue's ordering level has also risen sharply, as if he has been instructed by someone, the supper after work every day is very suitable for his appetite, and the amount is also appropriate, no more, no less, eat He is neither full nor hungry at all, and seems to know him better than himself.

Coupled with the unshakable cup of hot milk every night before going to bed, regardless of whether he agrees or not, it is kept in his room, and he will wonder if Jin Yue has changed.

The weather at the end of winter and early spring was a bit difficult for Jiang Yu. He was afraid of the cold. At this time, the weather had not completely warmed up, especially since the filming locations were open-air for several consecutive days. He wore a thin costume for several days. , will inevitably be recruited.

After finishing the shooting in the morning that day, I went back to the caravan for lunch at noon, and felt that something was wrong, and my body started to feel hot.

Jin Yue put the dishes on the table, and said, "Teacher Tang said they had beef pot for lunch, and asked if you couldn't make it through, and Teacher Qi also asked you, saying that they hope to eat together."

"I'm not going," Jiang Yu took a sip of hot water and rubbed the center of his brows with his fingers, "Did you prepare common medicine before starting the machine? After lunch, find me a medicine that has little side effects and is not easy to take." Cold medicine for dozing off."

"You have a cold? Do you have a fever?" Jin Yue straightened his face and reached out to touch his forehead.

Before joining the group, Zhong Mo had told her that Jiang Yu was prone to colds in winter and summer, and he should take medicine to contain them as soon as possible, and don't count on his own resistance.

"It's a bit hot." Jin Yue felt the heat on the back of her hand, feeling a little anxious, "Why don't you take half a day off?"

"What are you thinking? This is also asking for leave, and the crew asks for leave every day."

"But if you procrastinate, the subsequent shooting will be delayed, and the loss will be even greater." Jin Yue was able to convince him, "Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters, right?"

Jiang Yu glanced at her, thought for a while, and said, "The shooting in the afternoon will continue as usual, and I will go to the hospital after the end. The bottle of water will heal quickly."

Jin Yue quickly nodded in agreement.

Today's task is heavy, and Tang Yuntong's role was completed after four o'clock, but Jiang Yu still has a night scene, and the actor who will replace Min Zhen in Xiang Lege is a newcomer who has just graduated from the Film Academy. Three-point image, probably only three-point skills in acting.

An evening rivalry scene could be completed before eight o'clock, but it was NGed several times. It was nearly nine o'clock before Zhou Heng nodded sternly and passed.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Jiang Yu's physical condition became more and more serious, hot and sore. After finishing work, he rushed to the hospital with Jin Yue directly, sat in the air-tight air-conditioned car, and was blown by the warm wind, making his head even more dizzy.

"Call me when you arrive." He half-closed his eyes.

"Yeah." Jin Yue responded, glanced at the message sent by Wen Feixun on the phone, sighed silently, and replied: "Brother Jiang has a fever. We are on the way to the hospital. I don't know when we will be back." Hotel, he definitely doesn't want to eat tonight. '

The opposite quickly replied to her: 'Which hospital? '

Jin Yue glanced sideways at Jiang Yu, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his head tilted. The car was dark and the lights were not turned on. The light outside the window quickly passed over his face, reflecting a much paler face than usual. Sitting there quietly, even if he was uncomfortable, he would not tell her, looking very lonely.

Without much hesitation, she lowered her head and sent Wen Feixun the name of the hospital.

She didn't stay with Brother Jiang for a long time, and she didn't know the relationship between the two when she first came, let alone why such two people got mixed up, but occasionally from Sister Zhong's mouth, she knew that she was very I am not optimistic about the relationship between these two people, thinking that they will break up sooner or later.

But Jin Yue thought back to the days after she came into contact with Mr. Wen, thinking of that person rushing to another city for Jiang Yu in the middle of the night, and taking care of him all night, thinking of the supper he prepared carefully every night, thinking of his love for Jiang Yu. Brother understands, and feels regretful in my heart.

If Jiang Yu wanted someone to accompany him in the future, why couldn't this person be Wen Feixun?

Jiang Yu had been to this hospital before. He arranged an ordinary single room, took his temperature, took blood, and prescribed a few bottles of medicine. After hanging up tonight, it will be early in the morning. Jiang Yu simply decided to stay here. Stay one night, let Jin Yue go back, and pick him up tomorrow morning.

I thought that with Jin Yue's character, she would definitely not agree to let him be here alone, and she was still thinking about how to persuade her with a headache. Unexpectedly, after he spoke, Jin Yue only hesitated for a moment, and then nodded readily.

"Okay, but if you have something to do, call me immediately, or I will have a bad conscience when I get a bonus next time."

Jin Yue walked briskly, seemingly at ease, but before Jiang Yu could think about it, he saw the reason half a minute later.

Wen Feixun appeared outside his ward, knocked on the door and came in, closed the door calmly under Jiang Yu's gaze, as if at home, walked over to look at the label on his hanging bottle, stretched out his hand to adjust the drip Drop speed.

"Why are you here? Jin Yue was bought by you again? What did you use to buy her this time? With such an easy to buy assistant, I think I can only find a chance to fire her."

Wen Feixun smiled: "Don't open it, your assistant is hard to be bribed, you are indifferent to everything, only a sincere heart can be bribed."

Jiang Yu's head was full of black lines: "What the hell? You haven't recovered from your second-year illness."

"I'll just stay here and watch you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep, and you don't have to worry about me."

The man refused to leave no matter what, Jiang Yu was dizzy, laying on the bed helpless, his body was scorching hot, and the hand that was piercing the needle gradually became cold due to the liquid flowing in.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and closed his eyes in a half-dream and half-awake state against the pillow.

I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, the headlights in the room had been turned off, leaving only a non-glare desk lamp with a quiet and soft halo.

Jiang Yu's nose was hot, and his throat was so dry and hoarse that it was uncomfortable, but the hand that was cold before did not feel any discomfort. He moved slightly, and his fingertips poked Wen Feixun's soft palm.

He lowered his eyes and saw Wen Feixun sitting beside the hospital bed, holding his needled palm with one hand, and flipping through the script he had placed beside the bed with the other.

"woke up?"

Wen Feixun let go of his hand, moved his stiff arm, put down the script, stood up and touched his forehead.

"The fever has not subsided, and the effect of the medicine is relatively slow. The drip is almost over. I asked the nurse to pull out the needle."

After ringing the bell, Jiang Yu was helped up by Wen Feixun and drank some warm water, his throat finally felt better.

"Wen Feixun," Jiang Yu called him, his mental state was in jeopardy. He watched this man rushing about with some discomfort, but he could only hold on to the hard defense in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "You Don't waste your energy, we can't do it."

The atmosphere in the room became cold and silent. After a long silence, Wen Feixun said: "You said this in the crew that day, and you should know my answer."

He lowered his head when he spoke, and his forehead hair covered his eyes and expression, but Jiang Yu's eyes fell on his lips that were tightly pursed into a straight line, and he felt the sadness of this man inexplicably.

The nurse came in and took out the needle, and after a few words of advice, she left the ward.

It was past midnight, and there was a hospital bed and a bed for family members in the room. Jiang Yu didn't say anything more, his forehead was sweating a little, and his hair was sticking to his head, which made him uncomfortable, but he wasn't so dizzy anymore.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly. When he turned off the light and came out, the ward became pitch black.

The curtains and the door were all closed, even the desk lamp was turned off, and the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and the fingers could not be seen.

Jiang Yu frowned: "Wen Feixun?"

He stood there without moving, one hand wrapped his back suddenly, and the other hand wrapped the back of his head, protecting him and gently pushing him against the wall.

"I read your script." Without vision, Wen Feixun's voice seemed to be magnified countless times, and it vibrated softly in his ears, "There is a passage in it where you kiss another person in the dark The plot of the."

Jiang Yu breathed gently: "So?"

"So, I can't let others take the lead..." The warm breath had already touched Jiang Yu's lips, circling ambiguously between them.

"I want you to remember first—the feeling of me kissing you in the dark."