Bu Yu

Chapter 11

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Pour a glass of warm water and drink slowly.

Bu Yu remembered that many people on the Internet complained that when they caught a cold, their lover always told him to drink warm water.

So many complainers, have you ever thought that there are still some people in this world who don't even have such a chance.

Not having much energy to go upstairs again, Bu Yuwo called Liao Hongkuan on the sofa.

I will fly to Jincheng to rehearse the day after tomorrow, and I don't have time to get sick.

The air in the hospital is always frighteningly cold, Bu Yu hugged the little yellow duck pillow given by fans, and ate the lollipop that Liao Hongkuan bought her.

When she was sick in the past, Shi Yuan would also buy her candy.

Thinking of this, I naturally feel uncomfortable.

Liao Hongkuan looked at her, touched her forehead with a smile, and pampered her: "There are people in their 20s, like a child."

Bu Yu looked up at her for a long time, then lowered his eyes.

Over the years, because people around me doted on her, I never thought about what it would be like to grow up.

The fever subsided, but the germs were still acting recklessly in the body.

Bu Yu was in a groggy state every day, and he arrived in Jincheng with his extremely tired body, and the concert was held as scheduled.

My throat is inflamed, and it hurts badly when I speak. I take the medicine one by one, but it doesn't see much effect.

When standing on the stage for rehearsal, I received Shi Yuan's WeChat for the first time: I will be there tomorrow.come on.

Feel at ease.

For the encore at the Jincheng concert, Bu Yu was out of tune.

Entertainment reports were overwhelming, with questions and explanations.

Bu Yu posted a Weibo afterwards, thanking the fans and apologizing for not completing the performance on schedule.

The concert will continue, Jinghe Entertainment can't let the racism affect Bu Yu, but these days the Internet is in full swing, and the spread rate of "coming out recording" is even higher than that of the "coming out recording" at that time.

Guo Ran was devastated.

Surprisingly, Shi Yuan posted a video after he hadn't spoken for a long time on Weibo.

In the karaoke room, Bu Yu sang five songs on the bulletin board at one go.

An hour later, Shi Yuan posted three more photos with time on Weibo.

The first one is the back view of Bu Yu walking alone on the street in the early morning.

The second picture is Bu Yu sitting in the hospital holding the little yellow duck and getting an injection, drowsy.

The third one is all the albums released by Bu Yu in these years.Including the most recent one.Below are the tickets for the three concerts.

Accompanying text: Hurry up when you have a cold! Looking forward to the next game of Xiaobutou.

The first Weibo was forwarded by st5 and many others.

Bu An also reposted this Weibo immediately, and wrote a sentence: The two singers I value the most, look forward to working together.

Within two days, the heat on this matter has subsided a lot, and most of the rest are praises.

Under the pressure, Bu Yu's condition has not improved, and he sleeps at home every day. When he wakes up, he is annoyed when he thinks about the spray, and he has no intention of paying attention to the development of the situation.

After procrastinating for three or four days, Bu Yu woke up feeling lighter and his throat was no longer itchy, thinking that the disease was finally cured.

Seeing the situation on the Internet again, I am indescribably happy.

Call Bu An and ask her if she wants to have dinner together.

Bu An said, "You're about to get better from this cold, are you trying to infect me?"

Bu Yu smiled and acted coquettishly: "Accompany me, people say that if you don't infect others with a cold, it's not going to be complete."

Bu An was just teasing her, discussing where to eat, and hung up the phone after making an appointment.

The hot làng of early summer is the vicious sunshine that most people have not had time to adapt to.

In the afternoon, many people stayed in the air-conditioned room, and the city seemed much cleaner again.

The two of them ate Huaiyang cuisine, and Bu Yu didn't eat much during his illness, so they spent most of their time chatting.

Bu An said: "Layla's birthday is two days away, and she said she came back. You can go with me."

"I don't want to go." Bu Yu coldly refused.

"A few days ago, Layla was still talking about you on Weibo, you are so narrow-minded." Bu An smiled, watching Bu Yu's slightly pouted lips.

Bu Yu shook his head and said, "It's not because of Sister Layla, I've already let go of those old things."

It was only on that rainy day that she realized that her original self was too irrational in handling things.If at that time I hadn't believed that it was Fu Lingyin who was ambiguous with Shi Yuan, if I had had a good talk with her that night when Shi Yuan was out of order, then nothing would have happened afterwards.

She was afraid, afraid of losing her time wish.

But he lost her in the end.

He also brought Fu Lingyin into it.

It's always embarrassing to meet.

Bu An stared at her for a while, seeing that she was lost in his own thoughts again, he asked softly, "What's the matter with Jessica?"

"It's okay." Bu Yu smiled lightly.

Bu An picked up his phone and turned to Shi Yuan's Weibo interface, the same two posts, which haven't been updated these days.

Pass it to Bu Yu.

"She hasn't updated her news for a long time. There were two in a row that day. I thought you two had a conversation."

Bu Yu glanced at it, his eyes brightened, but quickly dimmed again.

"It's time to talk." Looking out of the window talking to himself, Bu Yu's voice trembled uncontrollably when he thought of that rainy day.

Bu An didn't ask further questions, but just quietly accompanied Bu Yu.

Regarding the matter between the two of them, it is not clear who is right and who is wrong. Even if he knows a lot of inside information, Bu An will not say much.

Bu Yu lowered her head, pinching the edge of the tablecloth with her fingers, her long hair fell down to cover her expression.

She couldn't say anything.

The scorching sun is burning the moisture dripping on the skin.

Gradually familiar with the embrace, still makes people hard to let go of the warmth.

In the end, Bu Yu still didn't go to Fu Lingyin's birthday party.

I saw Bu An, Dale, and Shi Yuan in the photo on Weibo.

Private message to Fu Lingyin: Sister Layla, happy birthday. emoji: Be careful.

Fu Lingyin's voice echoed: I can accept my carefulness this time.

Bu Yu secretly complained that Fu Lingyin had a bad belly.Still obediently replied: All for you.I wish you every year like today, and enjoy good health every year.

Fu Lingyin smiled and replied: Butou, there is no need to sing the birthday song, let me listen to the happy birthday song.

Bu Yu rolled his eyes, opened the song recording app, found "Happy Birthday Pig", and threw the link over after recording.

Fu Lingyin didn't reply for a long time, probably listening.

After a long time, WeChat rang.

Fu Lingyin typed out a line of words: Little cloth head, you wait.

Unexpectedly, Fu Lingyin really blocked the house.

When he saw a white 570 whizzing by, Bu Yu still complained in his heart that the driver was too immoral for driving so fast on the road in the community.

Until seeing Fu Lingyin standing at the rear of the car, Bu Yu's first thought was that Fu Lingyin is a monster.

"Little cloth head." Fu Lingyin waved his hand, smiling brightly.

Hearing her call Bu Yu, several other people got out of the car.

At the first sight, she couldn't help but look for her time wish. She got off the passenger seat, her eyes were covered by wide sunglasses, the sun shone on her pink T-shirt, and the unpainted face could still be seen. Shallow smile.

Bu Yu looked back, walked to Bu An's side and smiled at Shi Yuan, and kicked Dale who was standing beside her.

Dale curled her lips and didn't care about her.

"I don't have any food at home." Bu Yu shook the takeaway in his hand, "Only one. Mine."

Fu Lingyin laughed at her for being a cheapskate, and said to Shi Yuan who had been standing not far away: "Jessica, donate some food?"

Shi Yuan nodded, asked Dale to get into the car, took the co-pilot by himself, and entered his yard.

The three stood on the driveway and talked a few words, and Dale shouted, "Come help, it's so heavy."

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