lonely city, lonely love

Chu Mochen brought Young Master Mo to the largest hospital in Rongshan. The doctor frowned when he saw Young Master Mo's wound, checked it, and then said slowly, "The wound is too deep, and there are many stains on it. , may leave scars..."

"On the face or on the hands?" Chu Mochen looked at the doctor nervously, not noticing that he also had scars on his body at some point, probably because of the curved mountain road.

"Everything." The doctor knew what he meant, put on the mask, and began to put on gloves. The white plastic gloves made a violent sound in the quiet air. It seemed that some white particles were pulled off, scattered in the air, and drifted erratically. indefinite.

"You grab a little, now you need to clean the wound."

The wound was cleaned with alcohol. Young Master Mo was woken up by the deep pain and began to struggle, but Chu Mo Chen grabbed his whole body, and when he couldn't see the doctor's hand, he became angry, "You Let the fuck go! What are you doing? Kill me?"

"Wait a minute, it will be fine soon." Chu Mochen replied softly, his eyes were fixed on the wound on his face. After being cleaned, the wound looked even more hideous. The flesh was all turned out, and the inside It was still bleeding, it was terrible.

"Need to be sutured." The doctor took out a needle and said calmly, "I will start anesthesia now, don't move."

"Wait a minute! Why do you need stitches? This should leave a scar, right? I don't want it!" Young Master Mo woke up completely, and began to struggle continuously, but it was useless. Chu Mochen was determined, this wound must be dealt with .

"Chu Mochen! I'm fucking going to sing too." Young Master Mo was in a hurry, his eyes turned red.

"Lin Yi, your wound must be dealt with." There was no need to discuss it. At this time, Chu Mochen also began to regain his composure. His deep eyes were extremely calm. Looking at the constantly struggling, red-eyed Young Master Mo, his heart ached. , but what can be done?

"I don't want it." After thinking for a second, Young Master Mo refused, his eyes were red as if there were tears, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Chu Mochen, if I get a scar, will the company still let me sing? "

"Yes." An extremely firm answer, Chu Mochen's eyes were extremely deep, and his voice seemed to come from hell, "I will let the company give you an explanation..."

The operation started, not only on the face but also on the hands. Ten stitches were stitched. Young Master Mo was lying on the hospital bed. Everything is scary, especially in the current entertainment circle, everyone just believes in that face.

Looking out the window, even though I was clamoring for sleepiness all over my body, I still didn't want to go to sleep. I don't know when, it started to rain outside, sparsely, a little bit of drizzle, the sky was dark, I don't know what is tumbling.

"Go to sleep." Chu Mochen sat on the side, lit a cigarette, looked outside, did not look back, did not know who he was talking to, and simply and rudely interrupted the silence between the two of them.

"Tell me, what should I do if I can't sing anymore?" Young Master Mo said lightly, he didn't know if he was happy or sad, as if he was asking, "Is it raining outside now?"

"No. It's not your throat that got hurt." Chu Mochen's eyes moved, and he quickly lowered his head, looking at his hand calmly. The smoke on it was still burning, but it was just a puff. There is no interest in continuing to smoke.The ring on the finger is very conspicuous, and under the light, the traces of friction on it are also obvious.

"You know, why are you telling me this." Young Master Mo sneered, and soon the wound on his face was involved. The tight pain touched the nerve endings and was quickly transmitted to the brain, but Young Master Mo just wants to laugh, just wants to be hurt, it seems that only in this way can he wake up a little bit.

"Stop laughing." Chu Mochen said quietly, and turned to look at Young Master Mo, "If you can't sing anymore, I'll help you set up a record company, and you can sing and play by yourself."

"Where did you get the money?" Young Master Mo turned his head to look at Chu Mochen, but the dim light didn't make him see clearly, and he finally said helplessly, "Come on, look, you are indecisive, so your incumbent is taken by your predecessor. Are you persecuted? Do you regret it? Are you in a hurry?"

With a relaxed tone, he pretended nothing happened, but Chu Mochen's heart jumped up following everything, and he said helplessly, "I regret it. Lin Yi..."

Young Master Mo didn't answer, but quietly lowered his head, and slowly closed his eyes, "I'm sleeping."

"Good night."

But that night, no one fell asleep, Chu Mo Chen smoked all night, and Young Master Mo listened to him smoke all night.The two felt each other's breath quietly, but neither of them spoke.This is probably the tacit understanding between each other.

In the early morning of the next day, Young Master Mo finally fell asleep and slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, he was already in the hospital in the city center.

"What's the use of changing the hospital?" Young Master Mo said with a smile, his voice was extremely hoarse, his mouth was very white, the skin of his mouth was torn, and he looked very tired, but the doctor said that he still couldn't drink water.

"The equipment in this hospital is better." After briefly introducing the benefits of this hospital, Chu Mochen sat and looked at Young Master Mo, "Are you tired? Let's sleep for a while."

"The equipment is good? Can it leave no scars?" Young Master Mo frowned, his eyelids were a little heavy, so he closed his eyes again before Chu Mochen could answer. I don't know if it was because of the medicine or the operation. , Young Master Mo slept like this for a whole day.

When he woke up, Chu Mochen was not in the room, probably because the news of his injury in the past few days made him feel overwhelmed.After moving my hands, I can probably get up by myself, but it is still a little difficult to get out of bed, because my feet are also injured.

The mobile phone in hand lay quietly, reached out, took the mobile phone over, logged on to Weibo, and looked at the news on it, it was all about him.

She smiled helplessly, she was really popular, and she had to be on the hot searches for everything she did.

Fans even prayed in various ways, and the small videos followed one after another, as touching as earthquake relief.Young Master Mo looked at it with a smile, and finally sighed deeply, whether he was discharged from the hospital, everyone sighed at the end of this matter, a good face was ruined just like that.And then his acting career is over?

It's really a nightmare...