The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Hearing what Ban Zhun said in the ward, Rong Qian subconsciously let go of his hand on the doorknob, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just after taking two steps, he suddenly felt a little wicked, and turned back the door neatly——

Ban Zhun was sitting on the bed and pointing at his slightly swollen lips, proudly showing his grandma the traces of his being blushed by love, but he met Rong Qian's playful eyes directly.

"... Huh? Sure, why didn't you continue? Did you just say that you and Jasper were on this bed or the sofa?"

Mrs. Zhuo has never worried much in her life, so even though she is more than seventy years old, she still has the same curiosity and acceptance of new things as a young person from time to time.

Seeing that Ban Zhun's voice stopped abruptly, she couldn't help being surprised, and found that Ban Zhun was staring towards the door with a smile on his lips, and Mrs. Zhuo followed him.

"Jasper? When did you come in?"

The hearing of the elderly is weaker, and Rong Qian originally wanted to scare Ban Zhun, so he opened the door quickly and carefully, lest he miss the slightest bit of embarrassment on Ban Zhun's face expression.

Rong Qian pursed his lips and smiled at Mrs. Zhuo, looking like a good child, "Grandma, I'll get Brother Zhun's ID when I come back, and I need to brush it over there."

The words "Brother Zhun" made Ban Zhun's hair stand on end, and he stared into Rong Qian's eyes in disbelief, trying to see the murderous intent hidden in them.

Unexpectedly, with a smile still on Rong Qian's face, he walked steadily from the door, every step he took seemed to be stepping on Ban Zhun's heart, making him depressed and suffocated.

A slender hand stretched out in front of Ban Zhun, and with a clear voice that was different from usual, "Brother Zhun, give me your ID."

Mrs. Zhuo watched the interaction of the two children with satisfaction, and hurriedly said to Ban Zhun, "Zun Zhun, where is the certificate, grandma will help you find it."

Ban Zhun was so startled by Rong Qian's huge transformation that he coughed, pointed to the cabinet by the wall, and covered his mouth to calm his breath:

"I, ahem, grandma, I can take it myself."

"How can you take it yourself?" Mrs. Zhuo walked to the closet and opened the door, pointing to the suit jacket inside, "Is it this dress?"

Seeing that grandma had already gone there, Ban Zhun didn't refuse again, "Yes, grandma, it's the silver-gray one."

After getting the certificate, Rong Qian turned around and left the ward, leaving space for the grandparent and grandson to continue whispering.

However, Mrs. Zhuo needs to rest at noon every day, otherwise her weak body will not be able to withstand the high-intensity treatment at this stage.

Being able to go out in this physical condition is all because the child lying in the hospital is the baby she has watched grow up.

She loves Ban Zhun even more than her eldest grandson.

The old lady almost had tears in her eyes and was supported by Uncle Zhao to leave the ward. He repeatedly told Rong Qian and Ban Zhun to pay more attention to rest and not to play around while sick.

This made Ban Zhun's face flushed with embarrassment, he didn't dare to look at Rong Qian who was standing beside his bed, and reluctantly said goodbye to Mrs. Zhuo.

As soon as Mrs. Zhuo left the ward, Ban Zhun hid under the covers like an ostrich, and said to Rong Qian, "I don't look at you because I'm tired of you" instead of "I'm very guilty and I dare not look at you." "Stance.

But Rong Qian didn't intend to let Ban Zhun go this time.

Seeing the medical staff give Ban Zhun an injection, he slowly opened his mouth and said after he left:

"Mr. Ban, I have never kissed you."

Rong Qian's voice remained the same, and his tone was as indifferent as usual, but if you look carefully, you can find a trace of narrowness in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Ban Zhun's face hidden under the quilt instantly put on a mask of pain.

Why is he still holding onto it?

Rong Qian knew that Ban Zhun was listening, so he went straight up and lifted Ban Zhun's quilt, looked down into his eyes, and waited for the answer.

No matter what his performance is, Ban Zhun is still an actor. Facing an amateur player like Rong Qian who is not a professional, his reaction is still very quick.

"I told you, you might not believe it," Ban Zhun lightly touched the splint on his right ring finger, leaned lazily on the pillow and looked at Rong Qian. There's a little boy named Jasper, with that figure, that little face, tsk, it's just..."

Ban Zhun observed the expression on Rong Qian's face, paused for a while, and only waited for the boy to show a disgusted expression, and then he could end the matter.

What's more, he can also take the opportunity of explaining this matter to prove to Rong Qian from the side that he really has no unreasonable thoughts about him.

However, Rong Qian didn't turn around and leave this time as usual, he didn't want to listen to Ban Zhun telling him these infamous things.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was very interested in the boy Ban Zhun was talking about, who was also named "Jasper" with him, and asked Ban Zhun, "Mr. Ban, can I order him later?"

Ban Zhun froze his hands slightly, frowning slightly.

What the hell, do you still want to order ducklings?

The protagonist suffers from one that is not enough for you?

Scum Gong!Dirty!

"Jasper recently went abroad for further studies."

Ban Zhun gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Which one is stronger according to the circumstances, Jinghai West City will find the king!

Sure enough, after hearing the answer, Rong Qian nodded in understanding, turned around and sat on his bed, fiddled with his phone with his head down.

Ban Zhun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Rong Qian walked to Ban Zhun's hospital bed again, and before the young man closed his eyes to rest, he put the mobile phone screen in front of Ban Zhun's eyes and asked:

"Didn't Mr. Ban sign this agreement before? Prohibition, but not limited to physical contact."

Ban Zhun was thinking about his company, and almost forgot what happened just now.

At this time, Rong Qian suddenly asked such a question, completely forgetting the nonsense he just made up, only remembering the bragging in front of grandma before, and explained:

"I'm just talking, but I didn't really kiss you."

A good protagonist Gong, why is he so small, he can't even say a word?

Ban Zhun's words hit Rong Rong's chest, and he exposed Ban Zhun's lie expressionlessly: "Didn't Mr. Ban just say that Jasper is a resplendent and dancing little boy?"

"!!!"

Ban Zhun was in a bad mood, so he had an idea, pressed his temple and let out a low "hiss", "I have a headache, maybe I need to rest."

Rong Qian took the time to look at his playful upper body, and rarely took the initiative to care: "Grandma may not have gone far, do you want to invite her old man to come back to accompany Mr. Ban?"

Ban Zhun sighed helplessly, but for the sake of his own dignity, he continued to sneer at Rong Qian, "If you have time, read the book carefully, fill your empty and ignorant soul, and strive for a place in this kind of matter." Is it meaningful that you are long and I am short?"

Before Rong Qian could answer, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Ban Zhun was feeling bored, and looked at the door, only to find that it was Ban Zhuo who came in.

His elder brother's behavior of caring about him made Banzhun feel very uneasy, and even thought it was the calm before the storm, as long as he dared to show half of Banzhuo's displeasure expression, he must have more or less mouth.

After all, in the ending of the original book, when he went to prison, his face was beaten miserably by these positive figures, and he was swollen like a pig's head.

"Brother, I'm not busy with work these days."

As soon as he saw Banzhuo, Ban Zhun subconsciously acted upright, looking like a primary school student who just entered school.

"Well, it's okay."

While Banzhuo answered Banzhun, he raised his hand towards the infusion tube hanging on the bed.

Ban Zhun couldn't figure out what his elder brother was thinking, and was in a daze when he saw Ban Zhuo stretching out his hand to him with a cold face.

What should I do, hide or not?

If you beat him sincerely, even if you hide, you will be held there and beaten.

Then don't hide?

Who is a normal person who will be beaten when he sees himself?

Ban Zhun's heart was bent, if Ban Zhuo could use the strength of this punch to break up the resentment towards him in the future, it would be worth it.

After thinking about it, he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his face to one side to facilitate Banjo's hands, and reminded Banjo, "Brother, I haven't finished filming the scene yet, and I have to make up shots after I leave the hospital."

Immediately afterwards, he added, "My play was... invested by Banshi."

The implication is that if the progress of the film is delayed because of his disfigurement, it will still be the loss of the Ban family.

Banzhuo glanced at his younger brother in surprise, and ignored him. He directly held the infusion tube on Ban Zhun's elbow with his big warm hand, and rubbed it gently with his fingertips to warm it up. He was worried about the fact that Ban Zhun had become dull. .

Ban Zhun was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to move.

"Banjo, you guys talk slowly, I'm sorry."

The injury on Rong Qian's arm had already reached the day when the plaster cast would be removed, and he didn't want to get in the way here.

When Ban Zhuo came to visit Ban Zhun in the hospital, he must have something important to discuss, so Rong Qian found an excuse and left the ward.

After watching Rong Qian off until he closed the door, Banzhuo said:

"Your studio has not been handled by you personally, so I asked my assistant to check your company's accounts and found that there are some problems."

Hearing Banzhuo's sudden mention of this matter, Ban Zhun's breath was stagnant.

He has been in a bad mood recently, and he hasn't had time to deal with the economic issues he ignored when he was a paper man.

But fortunately, his studio has just started, and there is time to make up for the mistakes he made. A balance can be reached by paying taxes, paying detention fees, etc. As long as he abides by the law in the future and there are no problems, there will be no problems. There will be a chance of being caught by Rong Qian and Big Brother.

Banjo asked coldly: "How are you going to explain it to me? Is your so-called reasonable tax avoidance?"

Ban Zhun pressed the adhesive tape on the back of his hand, his voice was muffled because he lowered his head, "Understood, brother, after I'm discharged from the hospital..."

"I've already solved it for you." Banzhuo didn't care about money, but wanted to exercise Banzhun's ability. He stared at Banzhun's slightly surprised expression and said seriously, "But after you leave the hospital, you have to return all the money to me." .”

The question is deducted.

But Banzhun was still very grateful to Banzhuo for being able to fill up the previous hole for him in advance, without being caught by Rong Qian, so he grinned and said, "Thank you, brother, I will definitely make good money."

Ban Zhun was originally good-looking, and when he smiled, there would be slightly dimples on his lips, which could only be seen when the corners of his lips were wide open.

But because Ban Zhun doesn't smile from the bottom of his heart on weekdays, there are not many opportunities for others to see this pair of little dimples.

Banzhuo couldn't help but look at him twice, and then he looked away lightly, lowered his head and took out a fifth-order Rubik's Cube from Ban Zhun's backpack brought by Uncle Zhao, and put it at Ban Zhun's hand.

"Stop dealing with company affairs all the time, play something you like, and I'll take the computer away."

At the end, Banzhuo was worried that Banzhun thought he was taking the initiative to care about him and felt embarrassed, so he added a sentence as if to clarify for himself: "If you leave the hospital earlier, grandma will feel better and her physical condition will be better. Remarkable recovery, you know?"

Ban Zhun took the Rubik's Cube with six Ultraman faces, and nodded emphatically, "Understood, brother, thank you, I will recover well."

He has been visited all day, so he can only be forced to curl up in a hospital bed.

The climate in Jinghai City is dry in winter, and the work permit is covered with a quilt in the ward, so it is easy to generate static electricity. After lying down for so long, even the soft black hair on the head is disheveled, and the roots do not repel each other so obediently. When he raised his head to answer Banjo, he was unaware of the slightly swaying clumps of hair on his head.

Banjo looked down at him, a small smile on his lips.

His little brother hasn't looked so well-behaved for many years.

I don't know if it's because Banzhun got the Ultraman that he liked since he was a child, or because he was frightened by such a big thing this time.

In any case, Ban Zhuo felt very useful with such an attitude.

"Well, let's rest after playing for a while. Zhao Bo will bring you food in the evening, and I'll be leaving first."

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When Rong Qian removed the plaster and returned to the clinic area, the aroma of food was already wafting from the surrounding wards, which made Rong Qian feel as if he had returned home.

The sky darkens faster in winter, but after half past five, the lights in the ward already need to be turned on.

But Ban Zhun's ward was still dark, without the slightest light.

When pushing open the door of the ward, Rong Qian could hardly see the furnishings in the room.

Except for the white quilt on the hospital bed, which is particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

Rong Qian gradually got used to the light in the dark, and he could barely see something clearly.

The young man was sleeping soundly under the thick quilt, breathing evenly.

On the back of the hand outside the quilt were bruises left by the insertion and removal of the infusion needle, as well as strangle marks left by the tourniquet on the wrist.

Even though he knew that it was a trace left by physical problems, Rong Qian still felt it was a bit of an eyesore.

His eyes slowly moved down——

Seeing the Ultraman Rubik's Cube placed on the flat chest, Rong Qian couldn't help but curled his lips.

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: Fortunately, I'm smart enough to hide things from the sky and keep secrets.

Mrs. Ban: I have many names, Rong Rong, Jasper who can dance, thank you my wife~

[I got stuck on 4001 today, out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, I deleted a comma]

【Oh my God, I'm so good, hee hee hee hee hee】

[I want to comment, I want to comment, if there are too many comments, I will add words tomorrow]

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