Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

When Mo Ci woke up, he felt his head was blank, and it was difficult to even open his eyes, but he has always been a person who can't live with himself, the more difficult and painful, the more he has to do it.

He struggled to open his eyes, and as expected, he found himself in the ward, with a faint smell of disinfectant, and a person was sitting beside him, looking down at him.

"I didn't go to pick you up, I broke my promise." He said while laughing, feeling a little hurt.

For some reason, Yu Chu also felt pain in his heart, but he just smiled and said, "Just go later, we have plenty for the future."

"I also said to go to your office, now you can't bully a patient."

"I know." Yu Chu leaned over and kissed his side face, speaking very slowly, "So, I want to take advantage of this moment."

Then Yu Chu asked Colvin to tell others the news that Mo Ci had woken up, and then began to tell him about the past few days, why Xu Zihe was busy dealing with media affairs, and after entering the hospital, his tears burst out. Anyway, she is an elite in the industry, and Colvin was startled by crying; Rong Qing's concert was not held, and he stayed here before he came. He saw that she was not in a good condition, so he let her go back. Of course it was also because he wanted to be alone with him; there was also Lu Shizhi and Zhong Sheng, and Beiran.

"Actually, although I have been in a coma for the past two days, I have experienced a lot of things. I will tell you later."

"You can say it now."

Mo Ci narrowed his eyes, "It's too long, it's better to wait until we have time."

Rong Qing was the first to rush over, and Yu Chu went out to leave space for the two of them.

Rong Qing looked at him with complicated eyes, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time.

"Qingqing, I missed your concert."

Rong Qing's voice was hoarse, not as clear and ethereal as usual. "It's okay, it didn't start anyway. I went to the hospital when I heard about you. I can't even go to the concert."

Rong Qing ran away before the concert, of course the concert couldn't be held, Lu Kai and Xingguang have been dealing with this matter for the past few days, and there was indeed a commotion.

"Lu Kai didn't stop you?"

Rong Qing went to shake Mo Ci's hand, "How could he stop me, besides, if something like this happens, who can stop me."

Mo Cifan held her hand, "Why is your hand colder than mine, who just got into a car accident, Qingqing, it's nothing, I'm fine, and it shouldn't have anything to do with the previous kidnapping."

"I met Mr. Mo," Rong Qing said.

"Are you talking about my brother or my nephew?"

"Mr. Xiao Mo." Rong Qing said, "If Mr. Da Mo comes, it will be a big deal."

That is his nephew.

Mo Ci nodded, "So what? What did he say?"

"I don't know now, I'm still investigating."

"Leave those things to them, and they will handle them well. This is not something we can do." Mo Ci smiled at her, "I heard Yu Chu said that you have guarded me for a long time, be good, go back and have a good meal and rest , look at your dark circles."

"I know. I just..." Rong Qing lowered his head, "I just suddenly understood Zhong Sheng's feelings at that time." Lou Que disappeared after accepting Zhong Sheng's appointment, and Mo Ci went to her There was a car accident during the concert.

Zhong Sheng blamed himself for this matter for a long time, Rong Qing naturally did the same, fortunately...

Mo Ci raised his hand and poked her on the cheek, "Aren't I fine? Although our family Rong Qing is good-looking with dark circles under her eyes, and her voice is good even if her voice is uncomfortable, but you still need to keep your voice good. You are a singer." .”

"Okay." Rong Qing said, "I'll listen to you."

After finally persuading Rong Qing to go back, Zhong Sheng and Lu Shizhi arrived. Lu Shizhi bought a bunch of hyacinths and put them on Mo Ci's bedside. The color was warm and bright, and it was very beautiful.

"How is it?" Zhong Sheng asked him.

"Okay," Mo Ci smiled, "It's not like you don't know that the disaster will last for a thousand years. Even if someone like me can't live for a thousand years, it's still okay to live to be 60 years old."

He wanted to die drunk, but he never thought of dying like this.

Zhong Sheng is usually cold and indifferent, but at this time he still showed his emotions, with a smile on his face. "I never thought that you would not be able to wake up because of this kind of thing. Didn't Director Mo still want to bring back an Oscar statuette?"

"Speaking of this, I would like to remind you two that even though I was injured, the script still needs to be read well. I don't want you two old NGs to drive me into the hospital again when I'm filming."

Lu Shizhi sat beside him and smiled, "Okay."

"Okay, I'm sure your director is still alive and well, and you can still shoot the scene, let's go, let's read the script carefully."

At night, Mo Ci leaned on the bed and watched Yu Chu peel apples for him, and said with a smile, although he had just experienced this and hadn't woken up for a long time, his expression and posture didn't look like a patient. "I didn't believe it when you told me that Xu Zihe couldn't cry. Just now when he came over, wow, that howl made Ke Wen startled. I should have been taken aback. I was almost taken aback just now." After all, Xu Zihe was on the phone when he came in, and he looked like a full-fledged elite in the industry, but as soon as he hung up the phone, he began to wipe his tears. The contrast was a bit big.

"He's worried about you."

"Yeah, I know, so I'm going to give him a raise in salary. He's too miserable. He's the boss who handles so many things for me and doesn't have a companion around him."

Yu Chu thought Xu Zihe would cry again if he heard what Mo Ci said now.

"And that guy Beiran, we can't make it too high-profile at home, but he got his brother's bodyguard here, and stood there with black sunglasses and a black suit. My God, he is really a privileged class." Mo Ci At this point, the subject suddenly changed, "Is it because the outside world doesn't know that I'm awake?"

"should."

Mo Ci took his mobile phone and took a casual photo and posted a Weibo——

"@莫言: [Picture]"

"Scared me to death, scared me to death, Momo, luckily you're okay."

"Seeing you post on Weibo, I am finally relieved, that's great, that's great."

"I went to read "Stendhal Syndrome" several times, and bought some perfume. Fortunately, you are fine."

Mo Ci swiped down and saw a new one—"Well, let me ask you quietly, is the hand peeling the apple next to Yu Chu's?"

"How on earth did they recognize you?" Director Mo Da was puzzled, and incidentally remembered the incident when Yu Chu was caught handing him a glass of water during his live broadcast before, and zoomed in on the photo carefully. , but because of the angle this time, the mole was obviously not visible.

Yu Chu handed him the peeled apple, "Who knows, but these are not important."

"Yes, they are not important." Mo Ci said so, but he replied to the comment with his mobile phone in his hand. "Why do you feel that way?"

Because of his reply, many people on this floor came to comment.

"This is a man's hand. Subjectively, I feel that Zhong Shen and the others will not peel apples for you."

"Where did you put me, Xu Zihe?"

"To be honest, I don't think Xu Zihe will either."

"Yu Chu has returned to China, and I will definitely come to see you, so I will touch you."

"Actually, it's easier for me, because it's you, so isn't it normal to have him next to you?"

"So is it Yu Chu?"

"Who knows, Stendhal is real anyway."

"So, what are you talking about these two days?" Yu Chu asked him when no one came to disturb the two of them on the fifth day in the hospital.

Mo Ci smiled, with sly eyes, "I, I chased you once in these two days."

"what?"

"That's it." Mo Ci blinked at him, "I seriously chased you once, not the kind of courtship/love before, but real courtship/love."

Mo Ci told Yu Chu about the experience "over there", and finally concluded with this sentence, "It's actually quite exciting, this kind of experience."

"It's very exciting," but Yu Chu's focus was obviously not here, he asked him, "You told him I love you?"

"Don't tell me you're jealous of yourself?" Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips. "And to be more precise, what I told him was that I love Yu Chu."

"I'm not so stingy, I just suddenly realized that you didn't say 'I love you' to me."

"Really?" Mo Ci thought, "Impossible, I must have said it." He could say anything when he was on the bed, and it was impossible that he hadn't said this.

"The ones on the bed don't count, you can tell everything on the bed."

Mo Ci was a little guilty because of this sentence, but he still said, "So should I say it now?"

He held Yu Chu's hand and interlocked his fingers, forming an intimate distance.

"Lance Meroving, my love, I love you, even if I was born and died for this, I will love you when I am dying."

"You know, what I said is convincing and proven, not the kind of irresponsible words that are casually spoken on the bed."

"Actually, I knew this a long time ago. When you were talking to Olier, he recorded the audio, and I heard you say you love me." Yu Chu said, kissing his knuckles, "I knew that at that time gone."

"Olier's habit is not good." Mo Ci said.

"I'll tell Darcy to let him educate Olier, but I just wanted to tell you the answer." After Yu Chu finished speaking, he rubbed his lips against Mo Ci's fingertips.

"You said."

Yu Chu got up like that day and kissed Mo Ci's forehead, "I love you too."

"My love, I will always love you until I die, no, even if I die."

"Your confession is very good, although not as good as mine."

Yu Chu frowned, but it wasn't because of anger, "Why are you so competitive at this time?"

"You interrupted me before I finished speaking," Mo Ci raised his head, the corners of his lips almost touching his lips, "I want to say later, although it is not as good as mine, but I love this sentence because I Know who it's from, and want to taste it."

"You don't even say you kissed me now, it's too subtle."

"No way," Mo Ci touched his lips and finished the sentence, "Honey, I can't do anything drastic now, can I?"