Will you still love me if I'm constipated

It was the first time for He Yue to see Ji Ling at a loss. He had been ashamed for a day or two, and this was the first time he saw him ashamed.

He Yue suddenly stopped being angry, and the part where he fell didn't hurt anymore, he raised his hand and stroked Ji Ling's hair, coaxing him for the first time, saying: "Okay, look up at me, I'm fine. "

Ji Ling buried himself in his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I don't."

He Yue suppressed a smile in his heart, and said, "Stop making trouble, let's go back and rest quickly."

Only then did Ji Ling raise his head and said, "You're not with Gong Xiang anymore?"

He Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly, and said, "I'm with Gong Xiang, what should you do?"

Ji Ling quickly pecked his lips, happily took away the quilt wrapped around He Yue, hugged He Yue directly, and said, "Go, Dad will take you back to sleep!"

He Yue: "..."

Gong Xiang recovered quickly from his illness. After sleeping all night, he was more energetic the next day. The fever basically subsided. When he woke up, his hands were tightly held. He thought it was He Yue. Thoughtful, I felt my hand was warm when I slept, did I hold his hand all night?

His eyes were a little sore, so he didn't open them, and said in a low voice, "He Yue... pour me some water."

The hand was not released, but the strength suddenly increased and then lightened again. He heard the sound of the kettle pouring water, which made him want to go to the toilet. He pursed his lips and said, "I don't want to drink water anymore... help me Go to the bathroom..."

The strength in his hand was increased again, he felt his hand trembling slightly, the back of his hand was a little wet, probably because the back of his hand was sweating, he smiled and said: "How many years have I been friends with you? What's wrong with helping me go to the toilet? It's not that I asked you to help me go to the toilet, and it's not like I haven't had any..."

The man finally couldn't help it anymore, and asked tremblingly, "He Yue helped you go to the toilet?"

Gong Xiang's eyes opened suddenly, and he quickly pulled out his held hand, wiped off the sweat on the back of his hand on the quilt, and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

In front of Gong Xiang was the doctor who appeared yesterday. He took off his mask and revealed his whole face. At first glance, he looked somewhat similar to Ye Zhan, but upon closer inspection, his brows and eyes were softer than Ye Zhan's, and his lips were softer than Ye Zhan's. It should be thick, and the bridge of the nose should be higher than that of Ye Zhan, even an aquiline nose.

The doctor licked his lower lip nervously and said, "I'm just... I'm just doing my job as a doctor to take care of you."

"Take care of me?" Gong Xiang sneered, "Will your doctors and caregivers hold the patient's hand?"

"I...not...you listen to my explanation...I was afraid that you would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and I wouldn't be able to feel any movement, so..."

"roll."

Gong Xiang pointed at the door indifferently and said, "Get out of this room, I don't want to see you again."

The doctor's eyes were instantly covered with mist. From Gong Xiang's perspective, he could see his obsidian-like clear eyes that had been moistened with water. The brilliance in his eyes made his heart ache. Concentrating on throwing the pillow on the bed into his arms, he said, "Get out!"

The needles in his hand had been pulled out long ago, and someone used a Band-Aid with the pattern of a little sheep to cover the cotton.

Gong Xiang expressionlessly in front of the doctor, tore off the band-aid and threw the cotton into the trash can beside him.

The doctor's face turned pale, and the pillow in his arms was crumpled. After a while, he gently put the pillow on the foot of the bed, and whispered: "Okay."

I go.

After the doctor left, Gong Xiang was like a balloon that had been punctured by needles. He lost his strength in an instant. He lay limp on the bed, his limbs weak.

He understands what the doctor thinks of him, but just because he understands, he wants to stay away from him. He didn't start from the last relationship... He pulled out a weak smile, his eyes were numb and fragile, the relationship... He and Ye Zhan Can you use "feeling" to describe that period of past?

He didn't get out of the previous things. If he accepted the doctor's wishes at this moment, it would just make him repeat his mistakes.

Gong Xiang called He Yue, and it took a long time before he was picked up. He Yue on the other end was still panting, and the sound of his heavy breathing made Gong Xiang almost uncontrollable. He coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, Said: "Calm down early in the morning, I'm cured, come and pick me up."

Gong Xiang waited for half an hour, but he didn't wait for He Yue to come, instead he waited for his personal life assistant. Seeing him with tears in his eyes, the assistant rushed to his bedside and said, "My ancestor, you are finally awake , you couldn't go on the road of illness before, but it made my heart hurt."

Gong Xiang was silent for a while, and asked, "How do you know?"

"Mr. He told me, he asked me to adjust your diet and work and rest routines, and don't let you go out to drink anymore." The assistant still held two bags in his hand, both of which were famous brands, and said, "This is what He said. Put on the clothes that Mister bought for you, quickly."

Gong Xiang is not stupid, as soon as the assistant appeared, he guessed that Ji Ling must not want him to have contact with He Yue, so he called his life assistant to handle his affairs.

After Gong Xiang changed his clothes, except for his tired and slightly sick face, his figure was still upright, and he was still standing there on the same clothes rack, but the assistant always felt strange, as if something was missing from him...

what is it?

Before Gong Xiang left, he was about to close the door and leave when he suddenly asked his assistant, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

The assistant didn't understand why he asked this question, and shook his head blankly.

"Forget it," Gong Xiang said, "There was a doctor who took good care of me. I wanted to write a note to thank him, but you didn't..." He took a last look at the room, glanced around, and landed on the trash can. Seconds later, he quickly took it back without any nostalgia, and said, "Let's go."

The assistant followed him and said, "Brother Xiang, I guess that doctor who takes good care of you is your fan! You are a star, isn't the greatest gratitude to your fans is to show your best side in front of the camera?"

He patted Gong Xiang on the shoulder. He saw Gong Xiang's behavior during this time. The reason why the company didn't stop him was because his interaction with Ye Zhan and He Yue could keep his attention and popularity going. No, but the assistant also knew that this was not a long-term solution.

Now that Gong Xiang is seriously ill and looks haggard, it may have something to do with Ye Zhan.

As an assistant, he naturally hopes that the artists he brings can be lively and cheerful, stand on the stage with no burden on their shoulders, and smile freely.

He only hoped that Gong Xiang would get out of the shadows as soon as possible and become the flower he had longed for before.

Gong Xiang was pulled out into a smile, as if someone had lifted the corners of the stone elephant's mouth up and down with a carving knife. The assistant panicked, and just wanted to comfort Gong Xiang, but heard him say: "We're going to work now, When the recording of the program is over, I will take you to the beach to play and kill you happily."

assistant:"……"

"A Beautiful Day" continues filming.

But He Yue knew that everything was different.

Gong Xiang is no longer attached to Ye Zhan, and is much closer to Xiao Yuan. Both of them like to sing, and it is easy to find common topics.

So much so that Ye Zhan came to him, wanted to talk to him, and called him, but Gong Xiang ignored his voice because he was having a good chat with Xiao Yuan.

Ye Zhan has never been neglected since he was a child. If it wasn't for his good acting skills and ability to control expression management, Xiao Yuan who was facing him would probably be able to see his fiery eyes.

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