Breaking up, No Joke

Bai Yu slept for a long time, and it was very heavy.

When Song Shilin opened the door and walked in, he happened to see Little Watermelon lying on Bai Yu's chest with wide-eyed eyes and a bewildered expression.He couldn't help frowning, and walked over to pick up the child.

One by one, how can a child sleep on his chest when he is still sick?

However, as soon as Little Watermelon was picked up, Bai Yu woke up.When he saw Song Shilin appearing in the room, he smiled friendlyly, and really couldn't summon up the energy to be polite to him.

Song Shilin didn't mind, he sat on the single sofa and said, "How is your body?"

Bai Yu's hands under the quilt slowly covered his lower abdomen, but his face remained calm: "It's much better^" "What's wrong?" Song Shilin continued to ask.

Bai Yu pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to evade, "It's an old problem. By the way, everything has been resolved?"

Old problem?What an old problem will bleed all over the place!

Song Shilin's eyes froze, but he followed his meaning and turned the topic over, "Well, it's all settled."

Little Watermelon grabbed Song Shilin's tie, then leaned over and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Song, Ba Ba is hungry, let's go buy him Zhou Zhou, shall we?"

Porridge?

Song Shilin nodded, "I'll take him out to buy something to eat."

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded impatiently, "Okay, let's go."

The serious and calm man carried the stupid and cute fat child in his arms and walked out. Because of the strong contrast and the weird sense of harmony, it was very eye-catching along the way.

After buying meat porridge and side dishes, Song Shilin didn't go back to the ward, but went to the dean's room and knocked on the door.

Han Ziyu took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, saw Song Shilin standing at the door, and sighed helplessly, "I knew you were coming to me, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Song Shilin pursed his lips: "Give me the medical record."

For the first time, Han Ziyu refused his old friend's request with a straight face, and said seriously: "I can't give you his medical records. This is the bottom line of my practice. If you really want to know about the patient's physical condition, you can ask him yourself." Bar."

Song Shilin repeated, his tone hard to hide his sternness: "Medical records."

Han Ziyu had a headache, "Old Song, it's really not that I won't help you this time, it's his intention, I can't say it."

Song Shilin said coldly, "Is his condition serious?"

Hearing this, Han Ziyu hurriedly said, "It's nothing serious, I guarantee it with my personality! However, he should not work too hard during this period, it's better to rest more, and bed affairs should also be reduced."

Han Ziyu and Song Shilin have been old friends for many years, so he is very clear that this is the biggest concession this strict and cold man can make, but he can't tell Bai Yu's secret, so he mentioned some precautions cryptically .

Song Shilin lowered his eyes, turned and left holding the ignorant little watermelon.

Han Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back, Xiao Xigua hugged Song Shilin's neck and said hesitantly, "Uncle, Baba seems very sad."

Song Shilin held the child's hand tightly, and continued walking, "Why is he sad?"

"I don't know." Little Watermelon said in a low voice, "Is Ba Ba angry with me?"

Song Shilin: "No."

Just as they were talking, the two saw Mr. Zhang standing in front of the ward with an angry face holding his mobile phone and cursing, "Before, we, Bai Yu, deliberately vacated the schedule for your program, but what happened to you! Change it if you want! What is our Bai Yu? Come and go as soon as you call! Beautiful thinking!"

"Impossible! Go find someone else for the re-recording of the show! We absolutely disagree!"

Little Watermelon looked at Song Shilin suspiciously, "Uncle?"

Song Shilin put the child on the ground with a cold face, watched him stumble towards the door of the ward, then turned around, and grabbed the mobile phone in Mr. Zhang's hand.

Mr. Zhang looked puzzled, and when he found out that it was Song Shilin who snatched his mobile phone, he swallowed all the curses abruptly.

Why is Song Shilin here?

Bai Yu just came out of the toilet and saw Little Watermelon running in alone, a flash of disappointment flashed in his heart, and he said, "Why are you alone?"

Little Watermelon hugged Bai Yu's thigh, rubbed it with happiness on his face, murmured a few times, and said, "Uncle Song is outside."

Bai Yu let out an oh, ignoring the joy welling up in his heart, and before he could ask a few more questions, he saw Song Shilin and Mr. Zhang walking in one after the other.

Mr. Zhang's face was full of joy, but he was still scruples about Song Shilin's presence, sitting upright, looking at Bai Yu with extra gentle eyes.

Bai Yu ignored him. Mr. Zhang was somewhat snobbish in his bones, and it was expected that he would behave like this after knowing his relationship with Song Shilin.

Song Shilin put the hot porridge and side dishes on the table and said, "When are you going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Mr. Zhang came over and interjected, "Boss Song did us a big favor just now, Bo Yu, you have to thank him very much."

"What's busy?" Bai Yu was surprised.

Mr. Zhang smiled without saying a word, and said to himself: "I'll go out and answer the phone first, you can talk."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhang walked out with a smile, making up his mind to create a two-person world for these two people.

He forgot that there is a small watermelon in the house, so the world of two is impossible after all.

Bai Yu looked at the back of Mr. Zhang leaving speechlessly, upset, and looked at Song Shilin, "What did you do?"

Song Shilin: "It's nothing. During this period of time, you should take a good rest and avoid variety shows."

Bai Yu understood.

An hour ago, he received a call from Mr. Zhang, who wanted to accept the invitation of the "Tornado Elimination" program again, but before accepting the program again, they needed to make a show.

But Bai Yu was unwilling.

Leaving aside his current physical condition and not being able to play any outdoor sports, just talking about the temporary replacement of his behavior by the previous "Elimination of Tornado" program group, Bai Yu could not go to that program.

Less exposure is less of a problem than embarrassment.

One by one, the fact that he was revoked as a guest by the program team because of Qi Yan had already spread throughout the circle.Therefore, if he went to eliminate the tornado now as if nothing had happened, he would leave a talking point in the circle in the future.

So this time, Bai Yu didn't plan to take over the show.

Song Shilin paused for a moment, and continued: "After you recover, they will make a special episode on the theme of cultivating immortals. The "Nine Heavens Tribulation" that Baiyu is shooting now will probably be broadcast during the winter vacation. As one of the leading actors, he is bound to participate in the promotion.

And the audience for eliminating tornadoes is huge, and the broadcast time is in prime time. If they can promote their program in the last episode, it will definitely achieve the best publicity effect.

In particular, the theme of the program that Bai Yu will participate in will still be about cultivating immortals, so it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Bai Yu's eyes were complicated, guessing what Song Shilin had done, it took him a while before he said, "Thank you."

Song Shilin reached out and touched Bai Yu's forehead, "You don't need to tell me thank you."

Bai Yu was taken aback.

Song Shilin leaned over and kissed Bai Yu's mouth tenderly. Then, a deep and hoarse voice sounded, and his warm breath sprayed on the latter's face. He said, "Wait for me at night, I have something to say." ask you."

After finishing speaking, Song Shilin didn't wait for Bai Yu's reaction, opened the door with great strides and left.

Little Watermelon dropped the spoon in his hand to the ground, pouted his mouth, sat down on the ground, and cried out loud.

Bai Yu was brought back to his senses by the cry of the little watermelon, but he didn't move for a long time.

Mr. Zhang rushed in from the outside, muttering: "What's the matter, what's the matter, Mr. Song, why did he leave so quickly? Oh? Why are you crying?"

Bai Yu walked over with a headache, grabbed the crying little watermelon under his arm, turned around twice, and the crying stopped.

Mr. Zhang: "..."

Bai Yu: "What do you want from me?"

"Do you not like the assistant that the company arranged for you? He came to me today and begged you to spare him. What happened? Xiao Zhang?

Bai Yu sneered.

If it wasn't for this dog who eats and crawls, the piece of meat in his stomach wouldn't just flow out!

And Qi Yan and Mo Anyu, if not for them...

In short, he didn't want to let go of any of these people!

"He intends to sell my gossip to the paparazzi. If such a person stays around, it will be a disaster. What? You want to protect him?" Bai Yu glanced at Mr. Zhang, and as expected, he saw the burning anger in his eyes.

Those in their line of work are most jealous of the betrayal of those around them, so the hat Bai Yu put on Xiao Zhang is doomed that he will never be able to get along in this circle again.

Besides, what Bai Yu said was not a lie, Xiao Zhang not only betrayed him, but also sold him to Mo An Yu's group, so he would never give Xiao Zhang any chance!

Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth. He was deceived by that little beast surnamed Zhang because of his preconceived idea. Grandma, he almost continued to assign that bitch to other artists!

"I'll go back and take care of things first. You look a little bad. You need to recuperate first. I'll help you reschedule when you're at work. I'll tell you that you accidentally hurt yourself while filming." Mr. Zhang said quickly.

"I'll send you the written speech later, you can copy it and post a selfie, don't let those people on the Internet forget about you."

As he said that, Mr. Zhang looked at Bai Yu's face carefully, and clicked his tongue twice.

Bai Yu's skin was originally fair, but now with a pale face, his demeanor immediately turned into a melancholy man, and the really cute Bai Yu frowned, "It's okay, hurry up and stop looking at me with such disgusting eyes. "

Mr. Zhang snorted and strode away.

Bai Yu pulled the child out of his arms, then sat on the bed, "Tell me, why were you crying just now?"

Little Watermelon said sadly, "Does Baba like Uncle Song?"

"Well...not bad." Bai Yu perfunctory.

Little Watermelon tilted her head, did not look at Bai Yu's face, and said word by word: "Well, I will like Uncle Song too."

Bai Yu was taken aback, and asked Xiao Xigua, but he didn't expect that the child would never bring up this topic again, so he had to give up.

However, a child who is only so old is so thoughtful, does his education method really need to be changed?

Bai Yu was silent.

Han Ziyu opened the door and walked in, holding a robot in his hand, teasing Xiao Xigua: "Baby, do you remember who I am?"

"I remember that a child who is just one month old has no memory." Bai Yu said coolly.

Han Ziyu's smile froze, and he thought in his heart that he didn't care about the other party because he was not in a good mood before.

Bai Yu continued: "Why didn't Xiaobai come?"

Xiaobai is Han Ziyu's homosexual, mild-tempered, and the editor-in-chief of the magazine.

"He's working overtime, so he doesn't have time to come over." Han Ziyu likes children, so he immediately used a robot to lure Xiao Xigua to chat with him.

"By the way, this is the soup he made for you." Han Ziyu took out an insulated lunch box as if by magic, and handed it to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu glanced at him, and brought his stupid son over, and you ate the soup one bite at a time.

Han Ziyu looked at the harmonious scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety in front of him, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

□Author's gossip: This is the ninth update! ! !

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