On the go

Chapter27

Although it was hit by the chandelier, fortunately it didn't hit any key parts, but only hurt the shoulder. Although it looked scary, it was only a skin trauma.

An Shaoyang stepped into the ward, the ward was empty and quiet, except for Rong Zichen who was leaning on the bedside, there was no one else.

An Shaoyang walked to the side of the hospital bed, looked down at Rong Zichen, who was pale due to blood loss, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Why? Are you stupid or sick?"

Rong Zichen just smiled helplessly: "I can't help it, I can't watch you get hurt, and this is a subconscious behavior of the body, I can't control it."

An Shaoyang clenched his fists tightly, and after a long while, he looked directly at Rong Zichen's smiling black eyes, and said slowly: "Do you know, I did it on purpose. I changed that chandelier on purpose."

"I know." Rong Zichen didn't show any surprise, but responded indifferently, without accusation or anger in his calm tone, as if he knew everything already.

Such a calm attitude made An Shaoyang's eyes widen, and he seemed a little unbelievable. He bit his lip and continued, "Then do you know that I've been pretending to be sick to slow down the crew's progress?"

"I know."

"All the news that slanders you is posted by someone I found!"

"I know."

"Even those few photos at the press conference were anonymously sent to the host, do you know that!"

"I know, I know everything you do."

An Shaoyang finally couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed one hand against the head of the bed, grabbed Rong Zichen's collar with the other hand, looked down at him, his eyes were slightly red, and he said with a choked voice, "Why... why? You know everything, but you don't say anything? Why don't you blame me, why do you still get hurt because of me! Why!"

"Because I love you." Rong Zichen took An Shaoyang's hand that was holding his collar, ignoring the wound he was pulled, and said, "Shaoyang, I owe you this."

That's right, this is what Rong Zichen owed An Shaoyang two years ago. It's hard to explain things like feelings. The pain Rong Zichen brought to An Shaoyang, no matter what kind of revenge he gave him, should be Yes, it's not an exaggeration.

As long as An Shaoyang thought about it, Rong Zichen would be willing to ruin him.

An Shaoyang let go of his hand, staggered back two steps, then turned his head and left, but Rong Zichen didn't make a sound to stay. He knew that at this time, he should give An Shaoyang some space and time.

In fact, Rong Zichen's injury was not serious, so he was discharged from the hospital not long after, but from that day on, An Shaoyang seemed to disappear again, and Rong Zichen couldn't contact him no matter what, the crew asked, he It's just that An Shaoyang is sick, so he will shoot other people's scenes first.

Just when Rong Zichen couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush to An Shaoyang's house to arrest him, he received a call from Qi Yan.

"Qi Yan, long time no see, why did you suddenly remember to call me?" Rong Zichen asked with some doubts, he even wondered if Qi Yan wanted to re-enter the entertainment industry.

"Director Rong, why don't you come to my house, Shaoyang...is drunk..." Qi Yan said hesitantly, his soft voice was somewhat troubled.

"Shaoyang was drunk at your house?!"

"Well, Director Rong, I didn't want to trouble you, but he has been drinking like this for several days. The last time I saw him drinking like this...was two years ago." Qi Yan said, Looking back at An Shaoyang, who was pouring wine on the sofa, his eyes were a little dim, and he whispered helplessly, "Last time you didn't come and he flew directly to the United States, so this time, you still come here for a while." Let's go."

"Okay, send me the address." Rong Zichen hung up the phone, put on his clothes and went out.

When Rong Zichen arrived at Qi Yan's house, An Shaoyang had already started talking nonsense.

Seeing Rong Zichen enter the door, An Shaoyang staggered up from the sofa, staggered to Rong Zichen, put one hand on Rong Zichen's shoulder, and pointed to his nose with the other and said, "You ...Who are you...Why, hiccup, why are you at my house..."

Rong Zichen was worried that he would fall, so he put his arm around his waist, chuckled and said, "Your house? This is obviously Qi Yan's house."

"Qi Yan? Ah... yes... hiccup, I'm at Qi Yan's house, hahaha... Qi Yan..." An Shaoyang smiled and broke away from Rong Zichen's embrace, and stretched out his arms towards Qi Yan who was beside him, wanting to hug him Qi Yan, however, was hugged back by Rong Zichen, so he frowned and said, "Why are you...why are you so, hiccup, disgusting...just as annoying as that person..."

"Well, Director Rong, Shaoyang will be taken care of by you. I'll go back to the room first. The guest room is over there. You can do whatever you want." Qi Yan looked at the two of them from the side, smiled awkwardly, and gave Rong Zi Chen pointed to the location of the guest room and turned back to his bedroom.

Rong Zichen looked at An Shaoyang who was tossing in his arms, chuckled lightly, shook his head, and carried An Shaoyang into the guest room.