Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

Zhu Ming didn't know, but in just a few words, his good intentions of delivering supper were misinterpreted by the girls.

He really didn't have any intention of clearing away heat and reducing fire.

The short-lived feeling of burnt body moved away from the screen, left Gu Ran's duty room, and disappeared after entering the ward.

The old man was lying on the bed, and Uncle Lu and Ji Chengzhao were standing by the bed, not knowing what to say.When he saw such an old man, he suddenly thought of Lin Yaolai.

How did he feel when he sent him to the ambulance again and again?

The night in early spring was slightly cool, although the ward was kept warm all the time, a trace of coolness could not help creeping into his heart.

Zhuming thought for a while and turned on the phone.

Congee is the first signboard to open a store at random. He casually added a dozen copies of the same congee into the shopping cart and placed the order directly.

Simple and rude, unreasonable.

Didn't even say hello.

So much so that Chen Qingquan was shocked when he received a call for food delivery when he was walking out with his bag.

He and his assistant came back with a big bag of supper, and put it in front of Lin Yao, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "I shouldn't have asked you to tell him the phone number, am I his assistant?"

Lin Yao looked helplessly at his manager, walked out with the rest of his weight, and asked her: "Did you hear that he did such a thing in these years?"

Chen Qingquan was stunned.

Artists often pay some attention to places such as the studio.

But most of them are proposed by myself, and the studio or company will be responsible.

A man with his head raised to the sky, accompanied by rumors of "playing big names" and other unknown truths, how have you ever heard of him condescending to deliver supper to others in person?

"Go back after eating. There are jujubes in the porridge, which nourishes the blood and nourishes the skin. Sister Quan has worked hard recently, so go back and have a good rest. Don't hold back."

Lin Yao left a sentence, turned around and walked to the NL waiting room.Chen Qingquan glanced at the porridge, feeling a little complicated.

She has known Lin Yao for so many years, and found that no matter how alienated he is, no matter how far he keeps his distance, the inadvertent tenderness in his words will always make countless female artists flock to him.

I used to think that he is a man who knows how to measure his proportions, and he is kind to women but not too intimate.

Now it seems that Lin Yao's caring is just a habit, he never cares what others think.

She really wanted to protect the person she cared about, no, when she mentioned the opponent who made her teeth itch in front of her, her tone was so blunt that she felt uncomfortable and cold.

Chen Qingquan took out the remaining porridge, distributed it to the people around him, unpacked it, and stirred it gently with a spoon.

The fragrance of lilies and lotus seeds hits the nostrils, and my heart is suddenly relieved.

What can change these two people, except for each other, she really can't think of anyone else.

Ji Chengzhao came out of the ward, met Shang Zhuming's distracted gaze, and stopped in his tracks.

"Uncle Lu is looking for you. I'll go home first."

Ji Chengzhao has always been calm, and even when he is so exhausted, he still looks decent.

Zhuming knew that he was going back to find Liang Wan, so she turned sideways to make way for him.

"The old man is already like this, and he will just spend money to keep him in the future. You can concentrate on your work and come once a week or half a month." Ji Chengzhao stopped beside him and said suddenly.

Hospitalization fees, bed fees, drug expenses... It all depends on burning money to maintain the last life.

The Ji family can always afford to burn money.

But if a person is boiled badly, even the old man can't bear it.

Zhu Ming moved her lips, and was about to mock something, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the fine white hair on his temples.

After the old man was diagnosed with illness, the burden of the entire Ji family fell on him. He accompanied the old man to treat the illness, and at the same time he had to deal with the company's affairs, big and small. He didn't even care about Dishan Film and Television, which he founded.

"You should have a good rest." He sneered and walked in.

It is very difficult for film and television companies to hit the A-share IPO, and the importance is not as important as those companies that Ji's has already listed.

Ji Chengzhao stood in the position of shareholders and managers of listed companies, especially if he was still likely to inherit Mr. Ji's shares, the pressure can be imagined.

This is also the reason why Candle Tea assured Ji Kejia that he would not divorce Liang Wan easily.

Ji Chengzhao not only represents him, but also the interests of the entire Ji family.

Not to mention whether the marital status with the Liang family will affect the stock market, but if Liang Wan wants to divorce, or wants to take half of the property from Ji Chengzhao, you have to ask Ji Chengzhao's half of the shares and shareholders to agree .

In the world of adults, love and hate can be put aside, and the entanglement of power and interests is the first.

He just put up with one or two nonsense words, endured the darkness and despair all night, but starting today, as long as Ji Chengzhao is willing, everything in the outside world will torture her for the rest of her life.

For the sake of this matter, he will not hate him today.

Ji Chengzhao looked suspiciously at Zhu Ming's back behind the door. The child who had always been nice to him was suddenly obedient, and felt strangely awkward.

He looked at his own son, who was huddled on the sofa and tried to pretend that he didn't exist: "Where are you going? Are you going to the dormitory or go home?"

Ji Kejia jumped off the sofa, put on her coat, changed from her soft and cute face in the past, and said with a cold face, "Go home. I'm going to visit the basement collection room."

Qinghui sprinkled on the hospital bed, making the corners of the bed white, and when Zhu Ming walked in, the shadow just covered the moonlight that leaked in.

Uncle Lu let go of the old man's hand, and gently put it under the quilt.

"At this point, every time we see each other may be the last time we meet." Lu Jianzhong said with emotion, "If he knows that he will be like this one day, he will probably refuse to take the medicine and die on his own."

The decisive Mr. Ji probably never thought that he would end up in this state one day.

Zhu Ming's figure was a little unstable, he clenched the quilt tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It will be fine, I won't let him go just like that."

His heart tightened suddenly, he closed his eyes and slowed down, not noticing the slight movement of the fingers of the old man under the quilt.

"Oh, this is your first experience, I understand all these feelings." Lu Jianzhong sighed.

As early as he was, the pain of seeing off his father is still lingering in his heart.Not to mention young people who have feelings for the elderly?

But sooner or later this is an inevitable step towards maturity.

But looking at Zhu Ming's deep eyes, he couldn't bear to say the cruel words.

"Sometimes I really feel that you are closer than his own grandson."

Candle Tea couldn't deny it: "I was brought up by the old man, which is different from Ji Kejia."

"Indeed. But the old man is also very attentive to you. After you were lost when you were three years old, he was furious. Before he found you, he scolded Cheng Zhao and said that he would fire the nanny and bring the babysitter himself. you."

People and people are really amazing. Blood relatives may turn against each other for various interests, but there may be life and death concerns without relatives and reasons.

"Aiwujiwuba." Zhuming chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "He said before that he thought my mother's eyebrows and eyes were like his sister's when she was young."

I heard that she was a girl with a personality that didn't fit in with her family. She married and settled overseas and hadn't come back for decades.

Lu Jianzhong was surprised: "He told you about your mother?"

"Tell me." Zhu Ming raised her eyebrows, "But I only know who she is, and I don't want to hear anything else, so he didn't say anything."

"Are you in this business for her too?"

Lu Jianzhong's question made him unhappy for a moment.

Candle Tea frowned slightly: "Uncle Lu, I am me, and she is her. My interests, love and dedication have never had anything to do with her."

Lu Jianzhong was speechless.He thought that Zhu Ming would be more or less interested in that woman he had never met, but he didn't expect that he didn't care.

It was not easy to say what I had prepared.

"No matter who she is, what kind of unspeakable secrets she has, it's all in the past tense."

"I'm always alone, aren't I?"

Lin Yao returned home, sat quietly with the listless Oolong for a while, cleaned up the living room, went to the kitchen to make a pot of milk tea, and cut a plate of fruit.

After work, Candle Tea hasn't come back yet.

My heart suddenly felt empty.

In the past, I was used to being alone at home, with one person and one dog, and I was contented.Look at the script, flip through the book, and beat the drums when you get bored, time always passes quickly.

Unknowingly, I don't know when he actually adapted to the situation where the opponent was walking around in his territory.

When I was busy with work, I didn't feel anything, but when I was free suddenly, I felt a little annoyed when I realized that he was not there.

He is not there, always feel that something is missing.

No one in the kitchen clamoring for an early tasting.

No one sat on his back when he was exercising, known as weight-bearing push-ups.

No one ran around with bare feet, and frowned seriously to warn Oolong not to be a licking dog and lick his ankles at will.

……

Unbuttoning his collar, Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa and took out his cell phone.

Lin Yao: Still in the hospital?How is the situation?

Lin Yao: Are you coming back tonight?

The moment it was sent out, the brows moved.

Why are you so resentful?

Turning over, he was about to go back to sleep when he suddenly saw a message from Chen Qingquan.

Before replying, the ear caught the sound, looked up, Zhu Ming dragged up from the garage, and then slid against the wall and sat on the floor.

Lin Yao strode over, bent over and squatted.

His complexion was not good, and the sharpness on his face softened a little.

He raised Zhu Ming's jaw, and his thumb gently slid across the corner of his mouth.

Not even a smile.

Moving his eyes down, he found a rare abnormal protrusion in Zhu Ming's pocket.

Zhu Ming noticed his sight belatedly, and quickly reached out to cover it, Lin Yao cut his wrist with his backhand, glanced at the severely dropped health, and quickly took the things out of his pocket with quick eyes and hands.

Lin Yao saw the box clearly, his face darkened a bit, his lips were pressed into a sharp straight line, and he looked at him motionless.

Zhu Ming's eyes dodged a little, and it was the first time that she felt a little scared in front of Lin Yao.

After thinking about it, no, why should I be so cowardly in front of him.So he broke free from Lin Yao's restraint, raised his hand and rushed towards the thing in Lin Yao's hand.

The two wrestled together for the box, and only their panting could be heard in the silent hall.

When she regained her senses, Zhu Ming found herself with her knees straddling Lin Yao's sides, lying on his chest, with her hands on the floor.

Looking down, you can see Lin Yao lying down, looking into his eyes quietly.

And Lin Yao stretched out his hand above his head, playing with the confiscated objects.

"Aren't you the most annoying? What's the matter now, want to try it yourself?"

Lin Yao pushed open the box, took out a cigarette from inside, and stuffed it into Zhu Ming's mouth angrily.

Zhu Ming bit the cigarette holder: "I really don't like it. But I heard people say that smoking relieves stress, so I want to try it. Before I tried it, I was discovered by you."

He was about to get up to look for a lighter when someone grabbed him by the waist.

Lin Yao worked his lower abdomen, sat up slightly, faced the candle tea, and bit the other end of the cigarette.

Clenching her teeth, she took the cigarette out of Zhu Ming's mouth and spit it to the side.

"Don't try it, it's useless." Lin Yao's voice was hoarse, and his breath lingered on the tip of his nose and cheeks, "If you want to decompress in the future, so be it."

He lowered his head, circled the candle tea tightly, and held the two soft pieces in his mouth.

Soothing without any desire.

"Is grandpa doing well?"

It took a long time before Lin Yao stopped from licking, pressed against the corner of his mouth, and asked the person in his arms in a low voice.

"He is now on medication and a ventilator for life support."

"I don't know... I don't know if this kind of life is what he wants."

It wasn't until then that Zhu Ming finally took off her armor, surrendered, and buried herself in the opponent's arms, sobbing softly.

Lin Yao raised his hand to pat him, and ran down his hair one by one: "You know."

"It's like I know that Oolong will come one day sooner or later, and I'm already mentally prepared to say goodbye to it."

"You must be able to tell the difference between your wish and grandpa's wish."

"You know, you're just... reluctant."

Zhu Ming was sobbing, Lin Yao let him lean against her neck.

Tears trickled down his collarbone, all the way deep.

A man does not flick his tears lightly, it is rare to be fragile, let him keep them all.

Finally, Zhuming felt a piece of wet clothes sticking to her cheek, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she quickly got up.

But he was still hugged by Lin Yao in his arms, and the two of them pressed their abdominal muscles tightly.

"Don't be sad, do you want to hear some news?"

Lin Yao remembered the message from Chen Qingquan, held up the candle tea, raised his head and kissed his Adam's apple.

"R's magazine interview and cover shoot, invite you and me."

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