accidental preference

Yunchen held Qi Qinghong's hand, and gently brushed Qi Qinghong's palm with his fingertips, as if saying that he was fine, and as if apologizing, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Don't be afraid, there is nothing serious about your body. After a while, you will be alive and kicking like before." Qi Qinghong put Yunchen's hand to his lips and kissed him. It is normal to be unable to speak for the time being due to trauma, we will take it easy, there is no rush."

Yun Chen nodded.

Qi Qinghong handed the water glass with the straw inserted in front of Yun Chen, "Do you want some water?"

Yunchen lowered his head obediently and took a sip, maybe he was choked, he pushed away the water cup and coughed violently, the choked water spilled on Qi Qinghong's coat, Yunchen was anxious to help Qi Qinghong with a tissue while coughing While wiping his clothes, Qi Qinghong held his hand tightly, then patted his back lightly to comfort him.

The way the child coughed made people feel very distressed. The postoperative wound had not yet healed. When the cough involved the wound, his forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat, but his throat could not make a sound. He stretched out his arm and clasped himself tightly. , the body trembled violently with the frequency of coughing.

Qi Qinghong gently held him in his arms, Yunchen tried his best to survive the fatal cough, his whole body was hot, his ears were ringing badly, and his chest was throbbing with dull pain.

"Good boy, it doesn't hurt anymore...the baby doesn't hurt anymore..." Qi Qinghong gently coaxed Yunchen's thinner back under his palm.

His brother's embrace was so warm, Yun Chen vented all his strength, nestled in his brother's arms motionless, and half-closed his eyes comfortably, after a while, he rubbed his forehead against Qi Qinghong's neck with nostalgia , and then slowly opened the distance between the two.

Yunchen gestured to express that he wanted a mobile phone, and Qi Qinghong handed him his mobile phone.

Yun Chen pressed two words, "Grandma?"

"Your grandma is very good. Bai Xiaofang and people from the company will go there every day. She knows that you had an accident when you were filming a variety show, and she is very worried. So you obediently cooperate with the doctor and get well soon."

Yun Chen nodded, and then pressed a few words on the phone screen, "Sister Pei Ning?"

"She's fine too. The previous low-grade fever and skin trauma were not serious. She said that she will come to see you when you feel better."

Yunchen smiled happily, and handed the phone back to Qi Qinghong.

Qi Qinghong didn't answer, "Is there anything else to ask?"

Yunchen thought for a while, then lowered his head and seriously typed a long paragraph, "Brother, I will protect myself next time, don't be angry with me. Didn't my brother come back to Jiangchuan for so many days? What if it affects your work? ? I have been transferred to the general ward, shall we go back to Jiangchuan together tomorrow?"

Qi Qinghong didn't speak after reading this paragraph, he clasped him in his arms again, and gently kissed his little friend's soft hair top.

That night, Qi Qinghong went back to Jiangchuan alone. Before leaving the ward, Yunchen sat on the hospital bed and waved to him obediently.

In the cold and empty single-person ward, there was only Yunchen alone, not even a family member to accompany him on the bed. There was still a needle stuck on the back of his hand, his face was so thin that only a pair of eyes remained, and the hospital gown was baggy. Wearing it on the body, the whole person seems to be transparent into a silhouette.

Yun Chen curled the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, and moved his mouth, as if saying goodbye to his brother, smiling softly and sweetly, looking so cute and gentle.

Qi Qinghong felt very uncomfortable for no reason, and felt that this scene was like a farewell. He didn't even say goodbye, but walked back to the hospital bed, leaned down and kissed Yunchen's lips.

On the plane back to Jiangchuan, Qi Qinghong had a dream. In the dream, Yunchen was wearing a crescent white costume, standing in front of a group of fans with a smile on his face. The girls were holding flowers and presents, and they were watching enthusiastically. Looking at him... However, at this moment, Yun Chen suddenly turned around and smiled at Qi Qinghong. Without waiting for Qi Qinghong to respond, he suddenly stretched out a hand and covered his chest uncomfortablely. String of blood beads, and then the whole person fell down from the stage on his back.The fans screamed piercingly, some cried and called 120, while some hid in the corner and covered their mouths and laughed.Qi Qinghong wanted to run towards Yunchen, but his legs were fixed in place and he couldn't move.A seemingly familiar artist stood in the center of the stage and laughed wildly, while laughing and yelling sharply: "Yunchen is dead! Yunchen is dead!! Yunchen is dead!!!"

There was a roar in Qi Qinghong's ears, and suddenly the crowd disappeared, and he returned to the villa. Thick fog surged up by the lake, and the terrace on the second floor was hidden in a vast expanse of whiteness. Yunchen was still wearing the crescent white costume, above Stained with blood, his face was pale, and even his lips lost color, but he still looked at Qi Qinghong with a bright smile, and said happily, "Brother, you are back."

Qi Qinghong's legs could finally move, and he quickly ran up to the balcony on the second floor. Yun Chen's smile was so pretty, and his sick face became more beautiful, Qi Qinghong stretched out his hand and said, "Chenchen, come here."

Yunchen walked towards him obediently, the fog became thicker and thicker, he walked towards Qi Qinghong step by step, but the person gradually disappeared into the thick fog...

Qi Qinghong woke up from the nightmare restrainedly and calmly, with cold sweat hanging from his temples, and outside the portholes were the lights of thousands of houses in Jiangchuan City, behind each light was a warm home, Qi Qinghong suddenly thought of sitting alone on the hospital bed Yun Chen seemed to have a big hole in his heart.

A week later, Yunchen was still speechless when he returned to Jiangchuan from Yuzhou. Bai Xiaofang put on a hat, mask, and sunglasses for him, and pushed the wheelchair from the VIP passage of the airport to the car going to the foreign-funded hospital.

Previously, because of serious trauma, Yunchen needed to rest in bed, so he didn't go back to Jiangchuan with Qi Qinghong, and because Zhong Yannan arranged for Bai Xiaofang to come back first to take care of and comfort Yunchen's grandmother, he sent another assistant to accompany Yunchen in Yuzhou, so The two haven't seen each other for almost half a month, and Bai Xiaofang's eyes turned red when he saw Yunchen.

After being admitted to the hospital, the hospital arranged for Yunchen to undergo a detailed physical examination again. The fractured ribs, shoulders and other parts were not obviously displaced, and healed very well. The stomach was seriously injured in this accident. After two months, the vocal cords had fully recovered, but for some reason, the patient couldn't make any sound.

The dean told Qi Qinghong tactfully that a doctor from the psychology department might be needed for a consultation.

Yun Chen had just eaten some snacks when the nurse came over for the infusion, he stretched out his hand obediently, the back of his fair hand was covered with needle holes, he smiled gently at the nurse, and quietly grabbed the bedding with his other hand.

Qi Qinghong looked away and said to the dean: "Wait a few more days."

When Qi Qinghong returned to the ward, Yunchen handed Qi Qinghong the mobile phone that had been typed a long time ago, and it said that he wanted to go home to see his grandmother.

"Go back to see your grandma after the infusion." Qi Qinghong said to Yunchen.

Yun Chen's eyes lit up suddenly.

"But you haven't spoken all the time, so grandma should be worried." Qi Qinghong looked down at Yun Chen with a gentle voice, "Do you want to go back when you recover and talk, or leave later? It's up to you."

The light in Yun Chen's eyes gradually dimmed again. After a while, he pressed a few words on the screen of the phone with the hand that was not dripped, "Then go back in a few days."

The first round of "Leader" has finished broadcasting, and the highest ratings for a single episode have broken through 5, surpassing the hit drama "Captain of Criminal Investigation" three years ago. There is no doubt that Yunchen is the biggest benefit as the male number one However, all kinds of invitations came one after another, but they were all declined by the brokerage company. Fans couldn't catch up with Yunchen's latest trends, so they could only keep brushing up and escaping, and edited various funny and amusing versions.

Naturally, some sarcasm was mixed in the praises. Those who loved him praised him to the sky, and those who hated him wanted to trample him in the mud, especially Shen Wenwen's fans, some extreme black fans just because Shen Wenwen was In "Leading Flowers", he is the male number two, so he hated Yun Chen to the bone, fabricated all kinds of false information on the Internet, and at the same time launched all kinds of unbearable attacks on Yun Chen's life, even Shen Wenwen's studio did not get a formal rumor any improvement.The black fans frantically dug up all the unfavorable news for Yunchen, until the matter of Yunchen's parents started to ferment, and Meishuo Entertainment suddenly issued a statement and a lawyer's letter on behalf of the artist in a very strong manner, and the black fans gradually kept a low profile.

When Bai Xiaofang knocked on the door, Yunchen quickly quit Weibo and quietly hid the phone beside the pillow.

When Bai Xiaofang handed a small bowl of peeled loquats to Yun Chen, he touched his fingertips, and felt very cold, "Is it very cold? Do you want to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner?"

Yun Chen shook his head, quietly ate two pills, and was about to put down the bowl, Bai Xiaofang persuaded in a low voice: "Loquat is good for the throat, can you eat more?"

Although Yun Chen didn't have much appetite, he still nodded, holding the bowl and continuing to eat obediently.

"Yun'er, do you miss grandma?"

Yun Chen looked at the crystal clear, yellow and round loquats in the small bowl, and remained silent.

"After eating the loquat, Brother Xiao Fang will take you home to see grandma, okay?"

Yun Chen didn't look up, but shook his head lightly.

"Let's tell grandma that you've been on fire recently, and your throat hurts so badly that you can't speak for the time being."

Yun Chen's fingers holding the small bowl gradually turned white, but he still shook his head.