I heard the king is dumb

If I hadn't woken up now, I wouldn't have these troubles, and if I hadn't woken up, I wouldn't have to be tortured by these messy things anymore.

An Luo has been thinking about this issue for the past few days.

Wechat news.

It's Jiang Cheng.

An Luo glanced at it, then threw it aside.

A singer who lost his voice held a press conference and stared at those reporters?

An Luo looked at the mottled tree shadows outside the window with lonely eyes.

It is a lie to say that there is no nostalgia for the old days. Not being able to sing anymore is really more painful than killing him. If we don’t increase the exposure rate, everyone will gradually forget him. Then the commercial value of him will plummet.But appearing in front of the public in his current state, he is afraid.

What the world under the spotlight needs is a proud backbone, a strength that cannot be beaten by any sharp questions.

And now An Luo has lost both of them.

He dare not.

Throat, is it really okay?

An Luo tried to pronounce it, her throat was hurting, but it was still fruitless...

He wanted to ask Shen Yuan.

Zhong Yi was not by his side, he tried to get out of bed slowly this time, pushing the infusion stand and moving towards the door step by step.

Shen Yuan's office was not far from the ward, but it took An Luo 10 minutes to walk over, the office door was still open.

There were conversations inside.

"Zhong Yi, Chief Li called me yesterday and wanted you to return to the team. It's been more than a month, and it's time to go back."

An's heart tightened.

"I can't go, Xiao Wu's wish has not been fulfilled yet."

"Little Wu? So you are on vacation for Xiao Wu!"

Shen Yuan's tone seemed surprised, she calmed down and continued to ask.

"What wish does Xiao Wu have?"

An Luo's heart began to feel a little cold, and his intuition told him that it must be related to him.

"He is a fan of An Luo, and he wants to hear An Luo's concert."

The house was quiet, and An Luo's heart was completely chilled.

Bodyguard, conscientious, nosy, originally wanted to help someone else fulfill a wish, and you are honored to be An Luo, you are the protagonist in the wish, so you are qualified to let him come to you.

Those meticulous cares, those careful cares, and those inseparable company are just afraid that your sudden death will make that wish come true.

An Luo, but you think those are the naked sincerity.

Ah!It's so ironic to think about it.

An Luo, if this is the case, you might as well die.

His heart seemed to be grabbed and then kept pulling, his vision began to blur, he was a little cold and tired, his legs were not strong enough to support the weight of his body, An Luo squatted down silently, he tried to minimize the space he occupied To warm himself up, real life made him feel more tired than ever, and now he just wants to find a hole to hide in and never come out again.

"Mr. An, what's the matter with you?"

The little nurse's exclamation interrupted the conversation in the office, and Zhong Yi who ran out saw An Luo leaning against the wall and huddled himself into a ball.The infusion tube was pulled, the needle was still stuck in the blood vessel, and the blood had flowed back a little.

Zhong Yi's heart was stabbed, he couldn't see such peace the most, he was as helpless as a child who lost his home.

He approached slowly, squatted down, and reached out to hold An Luo's hand.

"Snapped!"

Zhong Yi's extended arm was knocked aside.

The movement was too fast, and he was stunned, a little overwhelmed.

An Luo stood up tremblingly, he turned around and walked forward step by step, without looking at Zhong Yi during the whole process.

An Luo finally knew what the problem was, even though the answer was the last thing he wanted.

"Jiang Cheng, arrange a press conference for me. Also, ask Xiaofang to pick me up. I want to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

Jiang Cheng replied with a good word.

An Luo let the phone slip from his hands and fell to the ground. He lay powerlessly on the bed, covering his eyes with his arms, and his vision was dark.

so tired.

The exhaustion of not wanting to do anything, all the strength seemed to be pulled away just for a moment.Now everything doesn't matter, fear, worry, joy, anger, sorrow, all kinds of things don't matter.

Life suddenly has no expectations, and it suddenly feels like a walking dead who has lost everything.

Zhong Yi pressed the door handle, but couldn't push it open.

An Luo locked the door.

From the glass window, you can see An Luo lying on the bed, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

Where did this come from?

An Luo has a bad temper. Zhong Yi knew that he would lose some childish tempers and get angry for no reason, but he had never been like this before... Despair, yes, is a kind of anger that emanates from the depths of the soul. out of despair.

This feeling made Zhong Yi extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't bother to care about those things, even if he was hated, he couldn't let An Luo continue like this.

Zhong Yi stepped down, and the doorknob shattered to the ground.An Luo An Ruo, who was lying on the bed, had never heard of it.

"What’s wrong with you?"

I don't know what's wrong with me, An Luo wanted to answer him like this, but she was too lazy to move her lips.

Zhong Yi was really angry at An Luo, who had only skin but no soul.

He pulled An Luo up from the bed, his movements were not very gentle, An Luo didn't resist, and let him lift herself up.

An Luo sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and didn't speak.

Zhong Yi's heart softened.He squatted down and looked up at An Luo.

Four eyes meet.

An Luo remained expressionless, like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.

"Tell me, what happened?"

His tone was much softer than before, An Luo's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes wandered on Zhong Yi's face.

This is really a perfect face!No wonder I get heartbroken.He stretched out his hand and slowly approached, and then approached, until he was only a few feet away, but quickly withdrew.

Zhong Yi frowned, his eyes darkened a lot, An Luo picked up the phone on the ground, and tapped it a few times.

Zhong Yi received a WeChat message, which was a mobile phone transfer, and the note was salary.

He looked up into An Luo's eyes.

What do you mean?

An Luo didn't speak, he pulled out the infusion tube in his hand, got up and went to the closet, took off the hospital gown, and changed into his own clothes.

Seeing Zhong Yi's sullen face in the mirror.

An Luo turned around and met his eyes.

"Thank you for taking care of me for more than a month. Just stop here and don't appear in front of me again." I don't know what I will do to you...

An Luo tried her best to make every step easy and natural, at least to make him look safe and sound, and he still didn't want to lose the last bit of dignity.

After An Luo left, Zhong Yi was left alone in the empty ward, unable to move an inch.

He didn't chase, but An Luo's determined eyes told herself not to chase.

An Luo went directly to Jiang Cheng's office after arriving at the company. The turmoil of the past few days made Jiang Cheng thinner.Seeing An Luo, he was startled at first, and then he beckoned him to sit on the sofa.

An Luo was leaning on the pillow, fiddling with the phone in his hand, when a message came, he quickly opened it to check.

It's Jiang Cheng.

An Luo was stunned for a moment, and it took a moment to come back to read the news.

"An Luo, are you okay?"

"It's okay, when will the press conference be?"

"Two days later, I need to prepare again."

"Okay, call me when the time comes, by the way, give me the key to the house near you, I'll borrow it for a few days."

Considering that there may still be reporters guarding An Luo's door, it is a good choice to change the residence.

An Luo took the key and silently said thank you, but then realized that the other party couldn't hear him at all.