The show of love with the deadly enemy was broadcast live

Until Changfeng followed Cheng Lang's ambulance to the hospital, he was still in a daze.

The doctor said that Cheng Lang wasn't seriously injured, and that he was temporarily in a coma, and he will have a detailed examination when he wakes up.

Changfeng looked at Cheng Lang's heart rate displayed on the bedside instrument, he turned his head and asked the doctor with some difficulty: "

"Doctor, is there... is there anything wrong with his body? Or is it... different from ordinary people?"

The doctor recorded the basic data in the notebook, and then said: "No? A very healthy young man."

Seeing that Chang Feng's complexion was really bad, Xu Shi patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "It's really fine, don't worry, this little injury, with this young man's physical fitness, he recovered within two days .”

Chang Feng walked out of the ward as if he lost his soul, then sat blankly on the bench outside the ward, bent down, and buried his entire face in his hands.

He seems to have made a mistake.

When Shi Bai came over and saw Chang Feng, he was startled.

He put aside some fruits he bought for Cheng Lang, then patted Changfeng on the back, and whispered, "Brother Changfeng, don't be sad...it's not your fault."

Everyone saw the scene at that time, the lamp was originally thrown towards Chang Feng's head, but Cheng Lang pushed Chang Feng away at the second of the accident, so the lamp fell on Cheng Lang's head.

Shi Bai sighed, it is inevitable for Brother Changfeng to blame himself for such a thing.

"no……"

He heard Changfeng murmuring.

"what?"

Changfeng shook his head and didn't speak any more.

Shibai felt something was wrong.He felt that Brother Changfeng seemed to have been emptied out.

His reaction seemed to be a bit over the top, if it was self-blame...it didn't look like it.

Oh, right.

Shibai's eyes lit up.

He remembered that Brother Changfeng seemed to still like Cheng Lang.

Shi Bai continued: "Brother Changfeng, think about it, Cheng Lang's first reaction in that situation is to protect you, what does this mean? It means that he must be interested in you! And didn't the doctor say it? It's nothing Seriously injured... When Brother Cheng wakes up, take care of yourself..."

"Shibai."

Changfeng suddenly interrupted him: "Help me... sort out Cheng Lang's personal information. Please ask for details."

Shi Bai nodded blankly: "Oh, good."

"As soon as possible." Changfeng added.

"Okay, then I'll go."

After Shi Bai left, a bunch of people came one after another. Shu Lin, the director and many people from the crew came to visit Cheng Lang.

People come and go.

Leave a room full of flower and fruit supplements.

The director said to Zhou Lin: "When Cheng Lang wakes up, tell him not to worry and take good care of his illness. The filming of the TV series has already been aired for more than a month... Hey, this is also my fault. I shouldn't have chosen this to save the 2 yuan. The old studio…”

Zhou Lin quickly said: "How can I blame you? No one can say for sure about this kind of thing..."

Shu Lin sat beside Cheng Lang's bed.The furrowed brows have not even unfolded, and they are so attentive.Another time to tuck in the quilt, and another time to test the temperature on his head.

When it was over, he said to Changfeng: "Xu Changfeng, you must be tired after staying here for so long, why don't you go home first, Cheng Lang and Zhou Lin will take care of you here."

After hearing this, Changfeng was silent for a while, then stood up, said hello, and left.

Shu Lin looked at the back of Changfeng leaving, and blinked in disbelief: He really left?

Shu Lin turned around and looked at Cheng Lang, thinking: Let's go, let's go, the first thing Cheng Lang sees when he wakes up is himself.

Changfeng walked home almost unconsciously, the hospital was not close to home, and it was already dark when Changfeng walked home.

He opened the door, didn't even take off his clothes, just put on the cold black suit, lay directly on the bed, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

He couldn't fall asleep either, so he just stared blankly at the ceiling.The mind is full of messy thoughts.

The cell phone rang suddenly.

The moment Changfeng saw the phone number, he was stunned for a moment before answering the phone.

It was Uncle Xu Beizhen.

Some time ago, he always thought that Cheng Lang was saved by his uncle. To be sure, he made a lot of phone calls and even sent emails, but there was no response.

just now……

Now he saw Cheng Lang's blood and Cheng Lang's electrocardiogram...but his uncle called.

"Changfeng, I read the email you sent." Xu Bei stretched straight to the point, flipping through some documents in his hand.

Changfeng squeezed the phone tightly.

Changfeng was silent for a while, and his voice was a bit difficult: "Uncle, do you think it is possible? Cheng Lang...Cheng Lang is resurrected."

Hearing Changfeng's bad tone on the phone, he sighed, and seemed to walk to the window, and said, "Changfeng, no one can say for sure about this kind of thing."

Xu Beixuan said, "Are you sure what you said is true? That actor, he can't eat, he can only drink mineral water?"

"...I don't know...I saw him bleeding today, and I saw his electrocardiogram..."

Changfeng's voice was empty: "Uncle...can a robot bleed. Can a robot...have a heartbeat."

Xu Bei stretched his head and glanced at the printed email in his hand. Between the lines, he could feel Changfeng's excitement and excitement when he wrote this email.

Even the first sentence is full of impatient excitement: "Uncle! I saw Cheng Lang! You fixed him!"

Xu Beizhan took a deep breath and said, "...Chang Feng, it's impossible. That actor can't be Cheng Lang. I've never repaired him...and it's impossible to restore him."

Changfeng obviously knew the answer, but the moment Xu Beizhen said this sentence, his tears suddenly burst into tears.

Cheng Lang died for the second time.

Changfeng suddenly felt his heart ache. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't breathe. He choked up, and he didn't know what he said: "...No, no... He, he clearly... …yes……"

Xu Beizhen has never been a patient person. When Xu Qianqian was a child, he would not coax him no matter how much he cried or quarreled, but he had a lot of patience and gentleness towards Xu Changfeng.He just held the phone and listened to the child cry quietly. He looked at the snow falling outside the window and thought of some original things in his mind.

In fact, Changfeng doesn't cry often.

As a child, Chang Feng only cried once, when his mother left.

Later, I didn't seem to have seen the child cry.

Cheng Lang was destroyed by an accident three years ago, and he couldn't believe it when he saw Chang Feng in the detention center.

The clothes on Changfeng's body were dirty and torn, stained with blood, his right wrist was roughly bandaged by the police, and his eyes were swollen from crying. When he saw himself, his red eyes were shedding tears again, looking extremely desperate: "Uncle...Cheng Lang is dead..."

Seeing Changfeng's appearance, Xu Beizhen almost wanted to yell at the policemen. He took Changfeng out with distress and looked at his wounds, as well as the shot wrist and leg, but Changfeng didn't even feel the pain. , he would just cry and say: Cheng Lang is dead.

Unexpectedly, after three years, Changfeng cried like this again, still because of Cheng Lang.

He originally made Cheng Lang as a gift to Chang Feng, hoping to make Chang Feng happy.

Unexpectedly, it became the source of his every pain.

Listening to the suppressed crying on the other end of the phone, Xu Beizhen said softly, "Changfeng...Cheng Lang is... gone. The actor just has the same name as Cheng Lang. He is not Cheng Lang."

Chang Feng said: "But...he is very similar to Cheng Lang...they...they are almost exactly the same..."

Xu Bei stretched his voice steadily: "Changfeng, think about that person again, is he like him, or do you want him to look like him?"

"Changfeng, people's eyes can deceive people. Sometimes you only see what you want to see, so you can't see the truth. If you recall from the beginning to the end, you have been together for a month. Could it be that he really Always behaving like a robot?"

Is it Cheng Lang's image, or does he want Cheng Lang to be like...

Changfeng stared blankly ahead, Xu Beizhan sighed, looked at the mail in his hand, and said slowly:

"Changfeng...Think about it...that actor...has he never eaten? Or...has he ever shown signs of being able to eat? Then why did he buy fish when you first met him? "

"You said in the email that Cheng Lang seems to have upgraded and is no longer afraid of water... Have you really touched his skin?"

"You said that he looked exactly the same as Cheng Lang's dull after entering the water... But you also said that he would not enter the water even when swimming... Isn't this contradictory?"

Changfeng clenched the phone bit by bit, and the memories showed that his face had lost all color.

Yes, it is.

He can obviously find it.

But he allowed himself to believe that Cheng Lang was his robot.

Obviously...it was because he wanted Cheng Lang to be his robot, so he ignored all the unreasonable things...he deceived himself and said: He is Cheng Lang.

Changfeng's voice was dry and hoarse: "...I...I remembered...I'm too stupid...It's me..."

Xu Beizhang said earnestly, "It's not that you're stupid, it's just that you care too much about that robot."

Xu Bei stretched out a sigh: "Changfeng, sometimes I wonder, for you, is the robot I made right or wrong..."

Chang Feng said: "Uncle... I have never regretted meeting Cheng Lang."

Changfeng paused, he wiped away the tears that burst out again, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "During the time I was with him, I...I have been hurting him all the time, but he will never Always use the gentlest way...to make me feel warm."