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The situation was extremely urgent at this moment, Rong Yuheng's impoverished little brain ran rapidly for a few seconds, and then he held Wen Zeleng's big hand, sincerely, "According to the principle of the game, we fly one to the east and the other to the south, and the little crystal can The chances of survival are the highest."

Wen Zezhen was not confused by the false affection in Rong Yuheng's eyes at all, his mind is extremely clear now.

Wen Zezhen's eyes were heavy, "Didn't you say that you are flying together, why did you become a peacock flying southeast?"

Rong Yuheng corrected him, "That's not the meaning of the peacock flying southeast..."

Wen Zecheng didn't listen, and hit people's hearts directly, "You just want to abandon me!"

Rong Yuheng's sophistry was stuck in his throat.After a while, he asked a half-compromising question, "Then what do you want to do?"

Now they are all filming in the crew, and they can't even buy tickets and run away.

Wen Zezheng thought for a moment, then tentatively said, "Let's go and confess to Qu Youhe together?"

"..."

Rong Yuheng just took a deep look at Wen Zerong - he found that every time this person made a guilty conscience, he would switch into primary school mode in seconds.

Rong Yuheng educated him, "Not all mistakes can be forgiven just by apologizing...but you are right, at least we have to correct our attitude first."

Wen Zecheng felt itchy when he saw Rong Yuheng's serious manner of preaching: his little hamster is really nice and well-behaved.

Wen Zecheng was sucking the hamster in his mind, when Rong Yuheng suddenly grabbed him and leaned closer to his ear.

The warm breath brushed against his ears, and Wen Zezheng's cheeks were blushed. His heart was pounding, and before he could turn his head to kiss Rong Yuheng distractedly, he heard the latter say, " Come, let me teach you how to sing."

Wen Zecheng, "?"

...

When Qu Youhe Shark came over, he saw Wen Zerong and Rong Yuheng standing side by side, looking at him with the appearance of waiting for a long time.

Qu Youhe was already murderous, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw this scene, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

Rong Yuheng lightly bumped Wen Zeleng who was beside him with his elbow.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them raised their hands at the same time, clasped their knuckles together, and clasped them in front of their lower abdomen, their feet rustled, and they stood in a T-step.

Qu Youhe: ...?

Rong Yuheng reported the curtain with a solemn face, "Winter is coming to spring, everything is recovering, but the brains of Wen Zecheng and Rong Yuheng are still frozen, and they failed to wake up as scheduled. They made a mistake that can be recovered, and hope I can be forgiven—a piece of "Admitting Mistakes" for Brother Qu."

As soon as Rong Yuheng finished speaking, she took a deep breath.

Immediately, a series of loud and high-pitched beautiful voices flowed from his throat, echoing in the open space:

"It's all my fault

Is there any use in admitting mistakes now..."

After Rong Yuheng's singing came out, Wen Zezhen also spoke two beats later, his deep and melodious voice overlapped behind Rong Yuheng's singing, like a cello flowing silkily in the air:

"...It's my fault~

...does it work...it doesn't work"

The duet of one high and one low lingered next to Qu Youhe's ear, like two spider spirits building a hole in his mind.

The high and low voices of Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen continued to sing, and the two creative actors even adapted the lyrics:

"I have lost——my Weibo~

Just make a small mistake once willfully Oh~”

……

When the singing of the two slowly fell, Qu Youhe was still in a trance, thinking in his heart:

Is this the sound of nature that can take people to the sky? I'm afraid...

After Rong Yuheng sang, he waited for a few seconds and poked his head obediently, "Brother Qu, Mr. Wen and I already knew we were wrong, so we specially composed this song to show our sincerity."

Wen Zecheng nodded in agreement: Yes, our attitude is correct.

Qu Youhe gradually regained consciousness from the dizziness, he shook his head, trying to shake the Pansi hole in his brain, "You..." He opened his mouth and closed it quickly, obviously not from just now. Slow down in that battle.

The master and pet were not in a hurry, they just looked at him obediently.

After a long while, Qu Youhe's sanity finally came back. He stroked his chest, whose heart rate was not stable, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Cheng, you are really getting better and better."

Wen Zezhen lowered his head, with a modest posture, "People will always make progress."

Qu Youhe, "..."

Rong Yuheng, "..." His warm boss seemed unable to understand the irony.

Fortunately, Wen Zecheng secretly let his team end without telling Qu Youhe, and it didn't cause any bigger disturbance.After Qu Youhe gave the two of them a lengthy criticism and education, he turned the matter over.

After Qu Youhe left, Rong Yuheng rubbed against him to warm up his pet owner, shaking Mao Mao, and made a reasonable suggestion, "Sometimes, compliments don't necessarily mean compliments."

Wen Zecheng didn't understand, "Why?" He said, "Every time I praise you, I do it from the bottom of my heart."

Rong Yuheng's long speech got stuck in his throat in an instant.

He suddenly felt that he was so complicated and sinful - Wen Zezhen was such a kind and simple person, why did he have to let him see through the hypocrisy and thorns in this world?

Rong Yuheng just poked him and said, "It's nothing, I was wrong, those words of praise for you are sincere. You deserve your name."

Wen Zecheng lowered his head slightly, enjoying his little hamster's bobo sweetly, "Well, I see."

...

The filming of the crew is coming to an end, and He Zhou will be back soon.

Rong Yuheng was a little worried, he hung up the phone too abruptly last time, and he didn't know if it would be awkward to act with He Zhou this time.

However, before Rong Yuheng could figure out how to face He Zhou, Rong Congyan's phone call broke his calm filming.

When Rong Yuheng received the call, it happened to be the end of the shooting at night.The sky was getting dark, and the people around couldn't see clearly. The crew who cleaned up the camera equipment went back and forth around, and the reflective umbrella was moved to the side with a "squeak" sound, mixed with the conversation of the crew.

The signal on the crew's side is not very good, Rong Congyan's voice came through the earpiece, and it was intermittent and uneven.

"Xiaoheng, come back, dad has been sent to the hospital."

For a moment, Rong Yuheng only felt that the surrounding voices were moving away from him.

He heard Rong Congyan report his address, and said something about fainting, and when the other party hung up the phone, he was still in a daze.

Reporting to Shi Qiu, asking for leave with Qian Xinlei, booking the latest night flight...Rong Yuheng didn't know how he did all these things, as if he followed his instinct.His mind was full of the words Rong Congyan said, "Dad has been sent to the hospital".

After finishing all this, Rong Yuheng was about to get into the taxi when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

When he turned his head, he saw Wen Zereng's lips tightly pursed in the night, the outline of his face looked a little resolute, but his eyes were soft.

"Rongrong." Wen Zezheng called him, stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms and gave him a firm hug, "You... you can call me if you need anything."

Wen Zecheng's chest was warm and firm, Rong Yuheng buried in his arms, and heard the meaning of the latter's words.His nose was sour, and his confused and chaotic mood instantly stabilized a lot.

Wen Zecheng didn't say "you still have me".In fact, he could take the opportunity to show his sense of existence and enter Rong Yuheng's world, but he felt that saying this would make Rong Yuheng seem to have lost something.

So Wen Zecheng just said "you can call me".He put himself in a position where Rong Yuheng could see it when he turned around, and guarded it peacefully and silently.

Rong Yuheng hugged him back, "I see."

Because they were still in a rush, the two hugged for only half a minute before Wen Zeleng let go of him and watched him get into the taxi.

"Send me a message when you land."

Rong Yuheng nodded, and when the car window was raised, the red taillights of the car drew two bright lines in the night, and they drove away quickly towards the distance.

The flight took off at 2:40 in the morning and landed at [-]:[-] in the morning.Rong Yuheng got off the plane, hailed a car and went straight to the hospital.

Rong Congyan only gave a rough idea on the phone, and Rong Yuheng's mind was in chaos at the time, so he still doesn't know the specific situation of Rong Tianshen.

Because I don't know, I'm afraid.

The hall of the hospital is paved with white tiles, and there will be a "click, click" sound when stepping on it.The elevator jumped up the floors one by one, and soon stopped at the fifth floor.

Rong Yuheng got out of the elevator and searched for the room according to the door number given by Rong Congyan. When he turned a corner, he saw Rong Congyan sitting at the door of the ward with a tired face.

"Brother—" Rong Yuheng called him, and hurried over, "Where's Dad?"

"The situation has stabilized." Rong Congyan put one hand on Rong Yuheng's shoulder, soothing his emotions, "I was unconscious for a while, but it's not too serious, and now I'm asleep inside."

Rong Yuheng asked, "What did the doctor say?"

Rong Congyan said, "As people get older, their body functions will decline. The doctor said that Dad must have insufficient blood supply to the brain, and he didn't recover from it all at once. Fortunately, he was discovered in time, and now there is no problem."

Rong Yuheng was slightly relieved upon hearing this.

He leaned against the cold wall.He had been very anxious before, but when he calmed down now, he realized that his legs had been trembling slightly.

After Rong Yuheng calmed down, his brain started to function again, "Why is there insufficient blood supply to the brain?"

When Rong Congyan heard this, his expression was a little embarrassed.

Rong Yuheng, "?"

Rong Congyan pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Dad is reading history books recently..."

Rong Yuheng frowned, "I don't read much, so don't scare me. Is it possible to read history books without enough blood supply to the brain?"

Rong Congyan continued to explain, "There is a story about Lian Po in the history books. I don't know if you know it."

Rong Yuheng, "Pleading guilty?"

Rong Congyan, "No, it's the allusion of the phrase 'Lian Po is old, but he can still afford it'."

Rong Yuheng thought about it carefully... This allusion seems to say that after Lian Po was dismissed, in order to show that he could still be employed, he ate a bucket of rice and ten catties of meat for a meal.Later, the envoy reported to King Zhao that Lian Po went to the toilet several times after a meal, and King Zhao thought Lian Po was old.

After thinking back, Rong Yuheng still couldn't find the logical connection between the two.He even had a little doubt about his own knowledge reserve—could it be that he misremembered the allusion?

After thinking to no avail, he asked, "What does this have to do with Dad fainting?"

Rong Congyan turned his eyes away, and looked towards the unnamed place at the end of the corridor, "...Dad also wanted to verify whether he was old, so he ate a bowl of rice and a few catties of meat in one meal."

Rong Yuheng was simply unbelievable, "He was fainted!?"

"No." Rong Congyan tried his best to organize his words, so that the whole story didn't sound so absurd, "like Lian Po, he went to the toilet many times, and finally passed out because he squatted in the pit for too long and got up too violently."

"........."

Rong Yuheng felt that he had paid by mistake after all when he came back this trip.

The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: For a big scallop that passed out after squatting in the pit, I flew back from the film crew overnight to see him! !

Big Scallop: Help me up... I, I can still eat!