The strategy was almost successful!

Before seeing Ji Zhihuai's people, Liao Ruming had already become irritable and angry.

He glanced at the agent next to him, and knew that this guy didn't know at all that Liao Ruming's room was originally on the left side of the stairs, while Ji Zhihuai's room should be on the right side.

But now Ji Zhihuai is sleeping in the room on the left.

This made Liao Ruming feel complicated, and felt that he was being tricked.

When Liao Ruming didn't leave or say goodbye, Ji Zhihuai was terribly cold, like an iceberg that never melted; but when Liao Ruming left him, Ji Zhihuai suddenly began to care about him, value him, and even fell in love with him because of him. Lost your voice?

Liao Ruming thought this was really ridiculous.

Does his leaving prove Ji Zhihuai's love for him?

But he has already left, and he still proves a fart!

Liao Ruming was very angry.

... But considering Ji Zhihuai's current loss of voice, Liao Ruming decided to restrain his temper and at least face Ji Zhihuai calmly.

The broker decided not to accompany him in, leaving the two of them alone.So Liao Ruming walked over, knocked on the door, opened the door and walked into the room.

When he saw Ji Zhihuai for the first time, he felt a little shocked.

Ji Zhihuai lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.It's only been a month, but Ji Zhihuai looks like he's gone.

Celebrities have higher requirements for body shape than ordinary people.And Ji Zhihuai was originally a tall and thin person, but now he is even thinner. This appearance deepens a certain cold and alienating feeling in his brows.

His cheeks were sunken and had a sickly haggard look.

The first time he saw this guy, Liao Ruming felt that this guy hadn't taken good care of himself recently.Thinking about the helplessness and exhaustion in the tone of the manager outside the door, I'm afraid he can't do anything about this song god, so he has no choice but to ask Liao Ruming for help.

Liao Ruming then looked at the room.

This room has the same layout as Ji Zhihuai's room.Floor-to-ceiling windows, a small balcony, and a small sofa.Self-contained bathroom.

On the day Liao Ruming left, he threw all kinds of items in the corners of the room as if venting his anger, and piled his clothes on the bed.But now, it has been rearranged again.

...Only on the bed, the pile of clothes belonging to Liao Ruming were still there.There is a long hollow in the middle, which seems to be for people to sleep in.

So Ji Zhihuai slept in Liao Ruming's clothes?So many days?

Liao Ruming felt a sense of irony and laughter in his heart.He suddenly realized the fragility and precariousness behind this taciturn and cold man.It seemed that ever since Liao Ruming left his life, his whole being was on the verge of being broken.

But Liao Ruming did not appear in his life for a whole month.

Liao Ruming could see some news about Ji Zhihuai on the Internet, but Ji Zhihuai probably couldn't find out about Liao Ruming anywhere.In the past month, Liao Ruming spent most of his time traveling outside, or staying at home, reclusive.

Maybe Ji Zhihuai originally wanted to wait until the concert, and then he would definitely be able to see Liao Ruming, after all, Liao Ruming had already promised him.He is recuperating well, so Liao Ruming should also go to his concert.

He also wanted to find a time to deliver the tickets he had prepared to Liao Ruming.

But he never found a suitable time.He already planned to send a message to Liao Ruming tomorrow to ask where he is.He has already made this decision.

He was nervous and apprehensive, and worried that Liao Ruming would not come to his concert.He tried countless times at home. First, he wanted to contact Liao Ruming about this matter, and then when he met Liao Ruming, he should say something.

He practiced singing in the company during the day and practiced speaking at home at night.He was studying how to impress Liao Ruming.

... A part of him has resigned himself to his fate and is in despair; a part of him is still dying.

Then when he was practicing that song today, he suddenly thought of contacting Liao Ruming.He suddenly thought of what Liao Ruming had said to him.He realized again that maybe—

No, impossible.He always has a chance.He should always have a chance to save Liao Ruming, he must—

Then he found he couldn't speak.

His voice was trapped.Trapped by the possibility he had conceived for himself.

... If Liao Ruming doesn't come to his concert, then who will he sing the song he practiced to?

It was sung to tens of thousands of people in the audience, but no one understood the true meaning of the song.The person he really hoped the other party could hear would not be moved by his song...

He still remembers every bit of what happened in the past three years, he can still recall everything, from the first meeting to the first love, to the nervous first kiss, to the secret joy when he heard that Liao Ruming refused to give him a gossip...

Every night of singing, Liao Ruming handed over a glass of warm water... Every time he attended an event, that familiar, calm and gentle voice told him what he should do...

All the memories are still clear, like fluffy feathers floating in his heart, scratching his soul gently.

At home, he still kept all the things that belonged to Liao Ruming.His clothes, his favorite perfume, his habitual toothbrush and towels...all of them are cherished by him.

But...the person he loves...has no longer wanted him.

Ji Zhihuai fell into despair.He closed his eyes, then pointed to his throat, and soon after, his manager and other panicked staff took him to the hospital for examination.

At the same time, Ji Zhihuai felt a kind of coldness that was almost rational in his heart.He knew better than anyone that his voice might never come back.Shocking headlines like "The God of Songs Fall" were wandering in his mind.

Yet his soul still weeps for his lost lover.

He thought, maybe this is what the vocal music teacher said, the emotion in the singing.He now understands what feelings are, and he doesn't seem to need this singing now.

... he thought, the man in the room has been quiet for too long.

He was a little indifferent and didn't care, but then he opened his eyes, wanting to see who broke into the room.His agent knew he didn't like people coming into the room.

So who will it be?

doctor?Liu Shuo?Other staff who don't know this?gangster?

But the moment he opened his eyes, the moment he saw who it was, great panic and despair flashed in Ji Zhihuai's eyes, and he almost subconsciously looked at the bed.

Liao Ruming caught the emotions in his eyes.

Panic, shame, shock, fear, despair.Thick despair.It seems that Liao Ruming saw the appearance on the bed and those clothes, and let Liao Ruming know that Ji Zhihuai is a hopeless pervert, then Ji Zhihuai is really finished.

He was really abandoned by Liao Ruming.

Ji Zhihuai subconsciously stood up, froze there, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.The muscles responsible for the expression on his face seemed to be dead, but his movements quickly picked up the pen and paper that was put aside.

Then he stopped again.

What should he write?

Liao Ruming stared at him with a slight smile in his eyes.He stood there with arms folded, as if condescendingly looking down on this man who bowed his head to him.

Liao Ruming found that Ji Zhihuai was hopelessly in love with him.

After a long time, Ji Zhihuai wrote three words slowly: I'm sorry.

"Sorry?" Liao Ruming said, "Why are you sorry for me?"

Ji Zhihuai wanted to say something subconsciously, but when he opened his mouth, he could only scream twice in a hoarse voice.Then he could only lower his head, anxiously and hurriedly write some words on the paper.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Liao Ruming felt his heart soften for a moment.

Of course, he mainly felt sorry for Ji Zhihuai's voice.

What a unique thing that is, it easily made Ji Zhihuai a world-recognized singing god within a few years.Ji Zhihuai's own efforts are of course one aspect, but his voice will make anyone's eyes light up the first time they hear it.

Now Ji Zhihuai has lost his voice.

This is really a sad thing, not to mention that Liao Ruming himself can be regarded as Ji Zhihuai's fan.

But if he thought of the reason why he lost his voice, Liao Ruming's mood became a little complicated.

He wanted to say something, but Ji Zhihuai had already written a sentence, and then showed it to Liao Ruming.Ji Zhihuai was about two meters away from Liao Ruming, as if he wanted to get closer but dared not.

Liao Ruming couldn't quite read the sentence on the paper, so he took a step forward without thinking too much.The distance between them became very close in an instant, Liao Ruming didn't feel anything yet, but Ji Zhihuai trembled instinctively.

His cheeks flushed with excitement.

Liao Ruming didn't pay attention to his appearance, he looked at that sentence.

Ji Zhihuai wrote: Everything I did to you.

... Liao Ruming laughed angrily.

He said dissatisfiedly, "For the fact that you have been lying on my clothes for more than a month."

Ji Zhihuai lowered his eyes, glanced at the bed instinctively, and then nodded in embarrassment.

"You know you're still sleeping like this!" Liao Ruming said angrily, "It's abnormal, it's not abnormal."

Ji Zhihuai wrote a few more words, and then showed it to Liao Ruming: Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep.

Liao Ruming: "..."

...It seems that at this moment, he suddenly recognized Ji Zhihuai.This guy is no longer the cold, indifferent, indifferent song god.He actually has such a crazy and paranoid side.

Liao Ruming looked back at the bed again.The clothes left by Liao Ruming were already piled up on both sides, but the middle was empty.

Liao Ruming asked disgustedly: "You don't think you have been sleeping like this for more than a month? Isn't it dirty?"

Ji Zhihuai wrote: I have washed it.

Liao Ruming was greatly impressed.

He shook his head, and stopped entangled in this matter - anyway, he already knew how secretive and perverted Ji Zhihuai was! ——He talked about his reason for coming: "I came here because I heard about your voice."

Ji Zhihuai was startled, subconsciously grasped the pen and wanted to write something, but didn't know what to say.He felt a little anxious, he didn't want Liao Ruming to feel burdened...he would lose his voice, it was all because he was overthinking himself.

... If you insist that it has nothing to do with Liao Ruming, then of course it does.However, he didn't want Liao Ruming to blame himself.

But Liao Ruming had already said: "I guess, it has something to do with me leaving you?"

So Ji Zhihuai completely lost the strength to write.He stood there, dazed and tired for a moment.He thought, now that you know--now that you know--

But can you come back to me?

If it is possible, then Ji Zhihuai feels that he can recover without medicine.

But if not, then why did Liao Ruming come this time?Why should unnecessary hope be kindled in his heart?

Ji Zhihuai looked at him, his eyes trembling, unable to react for a while.

And Liao Ruming stared at him for a moment, then said: "Take off your shirt, let me see the injury on your back."

Ji Zhihuai thought for a moment dullly, then nodded, and calmly unbuttoned his shirt.

The wound on his back was probably at the position of the butterfly bone on the right side, and it has healed well now, leaving only a shallow scar.Liao Ruming watched quietly for a moment, and then glanced at Ji Zhihuai's thin body.

He was so thin that his bones could be seen... Liao Ruming frowned unconsciously and sighed.

Ji Zhihuai opened his mouth and wanted to ask him what's wrong, but he couldn't make a sound, and it would be too late to find paper and pen. He could only grab Liao Ruming's sleeve and look at him with an unconscious and pitiful look. With Liao Ruming.

When Liao Ruming saw his eyes, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, this guy is really——

When his progress was stuck at 90%, why didn't he act like this?Then he might not leave.This is so exciting, it's much better than the indifferent look before.

Thinking about it, Liao Ruming smiled.

Ji Zhihuai was even more at a loss.

Liao Ruming asked him to get dressed, and said, "I heard you wrote a song for me."

Ji Zhihuai was startled for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Liao Ruming looked at him for a while, then leaned over and touched his lips lightly, and then laughed: "So I'm looking forward to it. Can you feel my expectation?"