Jealous every day after marriage

Across a door, Fang Xuxun could still clearly hear the loud noise coming from the house.

After running in, Lu Qiao fainted to the ground, his face pale.

"Lu...Lu Qiao?" Fang Xu panicked. The emergency number in France was clearly 112, but he dialed 120 in a daze.

When the ambulance arrived at the hotel and Lu Qiao was sent to the ambulance, he called Jiang Yiwei again, but unfortunately no one answered.

Fang Xuxun was so flustered for the first time, his palms were full of sweat.

Although Lu Qiao was physically weak, at most he had a fever and a cold, and he was never unconscious like today.

The phone was still calling Jiang Yiwei over and over again, and the message was still "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered."

Fang Xuxun wanted to drop his phone irritably.

He scratched his hair, didn't notice that Lu Qiao next to him moved his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I..." Lu Qiao's voice was very small, almost ethereal.

Fang Xuxun didn't hear Lu Qiao's voice at all, so Lu Qiao raised his hand to touch Fang Xuxun's shoulder, and said weakly again: "Where am I...this is, on the way to the hospital?"

Fang Xuxun was startled, looked at Lu Qiao and nodded: "You fainted suddenly, you almost didn't scare me to death, I called the emergency call as soon as I was in a hurry. I'm almost at the hospital, just in time to find out the cause of the fainting."

The reason for the fainting...

Lu Qiao almost knew it.

"I'm just too tired." He felt a little guilty when he said this, and then asked again, "You didn't tell Jiang Yiwei, did you?"

Fang Xuxun shook his head: "I called Boss Jiang, but he didn't answer."

Lu Qiao was slightly relieved, and took a deep breath: "He has gone to the event, and I have nothing to do. So... can you not tell Jiang Yiwei about this?"

"His company has so many things to deal with, and he is very busy every day. I don't want... I don't want to make him worry anymore because of me."

Fang Xuxun hesitated, thinking that what Lu Qiao said was reasonable.But everyone had already arrived at the hospital, so he couldn't let Lu Qiao go back just like that.

The procedures for seeing a doctor in foreign hospitals are cumbersome, and Lu Qiao just checked it out symbolically.

The doctor asked him exactly where he felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.He still said that he was too tired and should be physically exhausted.

In the end, nothing was wrong.

Lu Qiao reassured Fang Xuxun and said, "Look, the doctor also said that I'm fine, just let me take a good rest."

Fang Xuxun suddenly blamed himself, wondering if he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"That..." He said apologetically, "I was so anxious when I saw you fell on the ground."

Fang Xuxun's words made Lu Qiao realize that his remarks had been misunderstood by him.

He shook his head quickly, and said to Fang Xuxun: "I didn't mean to blame you, I just felt that I was not worthy. Last year, I even lost my interview qualifications because of Liang Huan and Wen Yu."

"I'm finally able to come to training this year, and my body is always in trouble." Speaking of this, Lu Qiao's expression was a little gloomy, "You said that I was sick all the time, did I cause you a lot of trouble?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Xuxun felt that Lu Qiao was thinking a little too much, "What trouble is it or not? Are physical problems something you can control?"

Lu Qiao shook his head.

"You know it." Fang Xuxun said again: "Don't think about these things, just focus on training. Let the whole world see on the day of the catwalk. China still has such an excellent model. .”

Lu Qiao lowered his head and smiled, it doesn't matter if people all over the world see it or not.But he wanted Jiang Yiwei to see how he looked on stage.It was the first time he appeared on a high-end show, and he must give himself and Jiang Yiwei a most satisfactory answer.

After tossing for so long, I didn't even have time to eat.

Lu Qiao and Fang Xuxun found a random restaurant to eat, and returned to the hotel to rest after eating.

Fang Xuxun almost held Lu Qiao in his hands as if offering to a Bodhisattva.

When Lu Qiao got out of bed to fetch water, he immediately pushed him back to the bed to pour it himself.

Lu Qiao wanted to laugh a little: "There's no need for this, I'm fine now. Don't hang around with me, hurry back to the house!"

"Are you okay?" Fang Xuxun was still worried, "Call me immediately if something happens, Mr. Jiang pays me so much, if I can't take care of you well, what face do I have to see Mr. Jiang?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As soon as Fang Xuxun finished speaking, Lu Qiao's cell phone rang.

Shaking the phone at Fang Xuxun, Lu Qiao smiled and said, "Go back quickly, and don't disturb my love affair with your dear Mr. Jiang."

Seeing Fang Xuxun leave, Lu Qiao connected the phone.

Just the sound of Jiang Yiwei's breathing from the other end of the phone made Lu Qiao's eyes sour.

"Have you finished participating in the event?" Lu Qiao asked first, hearing Jiang Yiwei's "hmm", thinking about whether to tell Jiang Yiwei about going to the hospital today.

Mainly he was afraid that Fang Xuxun would accidentally reveal his mouth.

After thinking about it, he still said it: "I went to the hospital with Fang Xuxun today."

Jiang Yiwei's breathing became heavy, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the phone. He immediately asked, "Is it sick? What did the doctor say?"

Lu Qiao lowered his eyes and whispered, pinching the corner of the quilt with his left hand and slowly said: "Just say that I am too tired. Fang Xuxun wanted to tell you. But I called you many times and you didn't answer, so I didn't let him Continue to fight."

Concealing the process of fainting, Lu Qiao understated everything.

As if his body was really fine, he was so deceived that he almost believed it.

Jiang Yiwei was still worried, and sent a video to Lu Qiao to see Lu Qiao's face.

At the moment when the video was connected, Jiang Yiwei felt that Lu Qiao's already fair face had no blood in it, and he was not energetic.

Seeing that Jiang Yiwei frowned and said nothing, Lu Qiao knew that Jiang Yiwei was worried.

He dodged his eyes a little, but fortunately, the phone didn't have much battery left and saved Lu Qiao's life.

"Wait a minute! I'm down to six percent." He said while looking for a charger.

After searching for a long time, I realized that the charger was left in the training room.

The training room is on the thirteenth floor of the hotel, and Lu Qiao is ready to pick it up with his mobile phone.The video was not turned off halfway, and Jiang Yiwei just looked at Lu Qiao silently.

Finally got the charger in his hand, Lu Qiao sat on the floor in the innermost room of the training room, charged his phone and continued the video with Jiang Yiwei.

The lights in the training room were not turned on, and Lu Qiao looked into Jiang Yiwei's eyes in the dark.His eyes are bright, deep and affectionate.

In the next second, he heard Jiang Yiwei say to himself: "Xiao Lu, you've lost weight."

A simple sentence made Lu Qiao unable to collapse.

He lowered his head very low, for fear of looking at Jiang Yiwei again, tears flowed directly from his eyes.

In fact, the moment he fainted today, he was very scared.

I was afraid that I would just leave like my mother, that such a day would come, and that it would be too late to look at Jiang Yiwei.

He pretended that he was fine and lied to himself that he was fine.But because of Jiang Yiwei's words, everything collapsed.He couldn't be more clear about his own situation.Therefore, Jiang Yiwei's subtle concern was extremely precious to him.

"Xiao Lu?" Lu Qiao's face could not be seen, but Lu Qiao's shoulders could be vaguely trembling.Jiang Yiwei's heart was pulled together, and he asked softly, "Why are you crying?"

It's good that Jiang Yiwei didn't ask this question, but once he finished asking, Lu Qiao's eyes were like a faucet turned on, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.I couldn't even hold back my crying, choking with sobs.

Lu Qiao cried more and more fiercely, Jiang Yiwei was flustered and at a loss.

The two of them shed tears and comforted each other, and neither of them noticed Wen Yu who went to the room outside the training room to get his coat.

When Wen Yu came, he was broadcasting live to fans. Knowing that Wen Yu's coat had been left in the training room, the fans clamored to see what the training room looked like.

Wen Yu casually said that the outdoor training room is a gym, and the back room is almost the same as the dance classroom, which is used for body training.

When he finished speaking, he had already walked to the door of the training room.Pushing open the door and entering, I heard crying from the back room.

The voice was transmitted to the ears of fans watching the live broadcast along the mobile phone, and there were comments: [Fuck, who is crying at night?Could it be haunted? 】

Wen Yu didn't believe this kind of thing, and said to fans, "Don't be afraid, I'll go and have a look."

Then he walked into the back room, his steps were very light, the closer he was to the crying sound, the more familiar it became.

When he completely stood at the door of the back room, he heard the conversation in the back room clearly.

"Xiaolu, don't cry."

"Hey, be good, don't cry."

Someone commented below the live broadcast: [Xiaolu?Did you mean Lu Qiao? 】

【probably!There are only two national models in this show, one is our Wen Wen, and the other is Lu Qiao. 】

[It's just that Lu Qiao didn't run away, can't you tell that the person talking to him is Jiang Yiwei?The voice is exactly the same as Jiang Yiwei. 】

【Why is Lu Qiao crying?It's so late, why are you crying so badly?It hurts me to hear it. 】

[Maybe it was a quarrel? 】

There were guesses in the comment area. It was originally Wen Yu's live broadcast, but they were all discussing Lu Qiao and Jiang Yiwei.

Wen Yu thought to hurry up and get out with his coat, wouldn't it add heat to Lu Qiao if he didn't do so?

As a result, as soon as he took a step, he heard Lu Qiao who had been crying in the back room finally spoke.

The crying voice was pitiful, and he said clearly: "I miss you."

"Really... really want too much..."

"It's hard for me to sleep without you by my side... Didn't I take a lot of your shirts the day I left? I just put them on my bed, on the pillow. I imagined...you were by my side, or I would Couldn't sleep at all."

"I really, miss you so much..."

Wen Yu looked down at the live broadcast's comments.

He swears he's never seen so many "ahhhh" in his life.

Hurriedly exiting the training room, Wen Yu had already accepted the live broadcast initiated by him, but he had changed from the protagonist to a passerby.

Looking at Weibo again, the conversation between Lu Qiao and Jiang Yiwei in the live broadcast has been recorded as audio by enthusiastic netizens and posted on it, and the click-through rate has skyrocketed.

Wen Yu, who had no one to pay attention to, could only catch up on the popularity, liked this audio Weibo, and forwarded it: I accidentally recorded it during the live broadcast, and apologized to Xiaolu and Mr. Jiang.

Except for Yishui's comments: [Thank you for letting us drink candy late at night. 】

Other than that, no one else pays attention to themselves.

Wen Yu resigned to his fate, turned off his phone and prepared to go to bed.

When Lu Qiao came out of the training room, his eyes were swollen, and he went back to his room to lie down, only to realize that he and Jiang Yiwei were on the hot search.

He listened to this audio over and over again, and after listening to it, he felt the urge to cry again.

What to do, I really miss Jiang Yiwei.

I want to see Jiang Yiwei right away.

Thinking about Jiang Yiwei, thinking about not falling asleep until after three o'clock in the morning, Lu Qiao couldn't cheer up the next day's training.

He forced himself to focus and focus on training.

After the training in the morning, he relaxed a little.As the model walked out together, he felt a tightness on his wrist as soon as he stepped out of the door.

The body could not help but topple over, and Lu Qiao was caught off guard by a warm palm and pulled into his embrace.

The temperature of the embrace, the width of the shoulders, and the strength of hugging oneself.Everything is so familiar, the tip of Lu Qiao's nose is sour, and his eyes are red.

Slowly raising his head, meeting those stern and charming eyes, Lu Qiao felt the urge to cry again.

His Jiang Yiwei, Jiang Yiwei who thinks about it day and night, actually flew to France overnight to find him.

Hugging Jiang Yiwei's neck tightly, Lu Qiao felt Jiang Yiwei's palm covering the back of his neck and pinching it gently.

The steady voice in the past sounded from behind his ears full of pity at this moment. Jiang Yiwei kissed Lu Qiao's earlobe and said softly: "Xiao Lu, I'm here. Be good, don't cry anymore."