The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were bright white, and there seemed to be a halo.What fills the nostrils is a familiar yet unfamiliar smell, the smell is very pungent, the familiar feeling is still there, but it seems far away.In the ear, the sound of someone walking and talking... a little mixed.

Yang Yingjun blinked, and wanted to sit up, but found that he couldn't move, and his body seemed to have lost consciousness.He tried to turn his head, but found that his head was still moving, and then he saw a pale girl lying quietly on another hospital bed across the medical equipment, this girl... so familiar.

She is... scary! ?Isn't she just himself? !

No, to be precise, she is Yang Meili!

Yang Yingjun almost jumped up from the bed, but in fact he just widened his eyes and made some hoarse voices.

At this time, a nurse just happened to open the door and came in. She met Yang Yingjun's eyes without any precautions, was stunned for a long time, then suddenly turned her head and rushed out, and then the whole corridor was filled with her screaming: "Ahhh——Yang Yinglun woke up ——Yang Yinglun woke up—the doctor——!!”

Yang Yingjun stared blankly at a group of people in white coats came in, surrounded him asking questions, and hurriedly checked his body.He only felt his head getting dizzier and heavier, the voice in his ear gradually faded away, and he lost consciousness again.

When he woke up again, he saw an acquaintance's face. Yang Yingjun tried his best to open his mouth, and called out, "Brother Zhao..." His voice was still so hoarse and ugly.

Zhao He was pestering the doctor to ask questions, when he suddenly heard this voice, he immediately turned his head to look: "Yinglun? Yinglun! Oh, Yinglun, you are awake! My ancestor..." As he spoke, his eyes were red.

Yang Yingjun turned his neck, scanned all the places he could see slowly, and said blankly: "I... I'm back? I... Am I dreaming?"

"Of course you are not dreaming, you brat! Even if you have a conscience, you still know how to wake up. If you don't wake up, brother, I will not be able to hold on. You don't know how much pressure the company put on me, they all decided to give up You, if the company abandons you, you and your sister will have no money to be hospitalized..."

"Sister...yes, yes, she is beautiful...how is she?" Yang Yingjun tried to stretch his neck to look at Yang Meili.

Zhao He sighed, and said: "It's still the same. But don't worry, you can wake up, and Meili will wake up sooner or later."

"Hmm..." Yang Yingjun lay back silently, feeling empty and confused.

Zhao He said: "Don't think about it too much, it's a good thing to be able to wake up anyway. Take good care of it during this period of time. I have already communicated with the company and temporarily block the news of your waking up. After a while, you will recover almost. Make it public again so as not to affect your recovery."

"it is good……"

Zhao He looked at him, held his hand suddenly, and said with emotion: "Ying Lun..."

Yang Yingjun reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's okay, brother Zhao, it's okay..."

"Well! I know, I know!" Zhao He choked up, raised his arm and wiped his wet eyes.

Yang Yingjun's rehabilitation went smoothly, and all aspects of his body functions recovered well.A month later, his pale and thin face became rosy, and the nurses in the hospital always found various excuses to run to his ward.Except for exercising every day, he stayed by his sister's hospital bed at other times, holding her hand and speaking words that others could not understand, often crying.

"Yinglun, don't be like this, beauty will wake up..."

Faced with these comforts, Yang Yingjun just nodded politely.He knew in his heart that his sister's soul stayed in another world.He didn't know whether he should hope that his sister would wake up.If my sister wakes up and finds that Wu Yao is no longer by her side, how will she feel?

"Ying Lun, around ten o'clock tomorrow morning, Jiang Junxiao will come to pick you up and leave the hospital. Get ready."

Yang Yingjun was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in astonishment: "What did you say?"

Zhao He smiled awkwardly: "No way, it's all arranged by the company. You don't know, Jiang Junxiao has become so popular during the five years you were in a coma. When the hospital diagnosed that you might become a vegetable, Jiang Junxiao Jun Xiao often came to visit your brothers and sisters, in order to improve his image, and also attracted a lot of fans. That kid, who obviously has a bad relationship with you, cried when he talked about you as a "senior brother" in front of the media , All of your fans were taken away in one fell swoop. That acting... tsk tsk tsk, sooner or later you'll win Best Actor."

Jiang Junxiao... Jiang Junxiao's face...

There was a "buzzing" in his mind, and Yang Yingjun's breathing unconsciously became rapid.

"Ying Lun, are you okay? Don't be too angry. There are not many things like this in the entertainment industry. Besides, the company is also out of the overall situation. Back then, you fell down as you said, and the company didn't fully support Jiang Junxiao. Can it work? Now that you are awake, the company knows your talent and strength in music, and you will definitely surpass Jiang Junxiao soon, don't worry!"

Yang Yingjun's face turned pale: "Brother Zhao...I...do I have to see him?"

"Who? You mean Jiang Junxiao? Oh, I said it was arranged by the company, so I will definitely see you. Well, let's say yes first, no matter how angry you are, hold back. The company declared that you and The relationship between Jiang Junxiao is closer than brothers, so don't make any fools of me."

"But I..."

Zhao He put his arm around his shoulders, and said: "Don't worry about it, there will be journalists from various media coming with Jiang Junxiao tomorrow, please! Don't mess around, you know?"

No way, Yang Yingjun could only nod helplessly.

I had a dream about Ji Yinrong all night, and when I woke up the next day, Yang Yingjun's eyes were swollen like walnuts, the bags under his eyes almost dropped to his chin, and he looked very emaciated.

"Oh my god! My ancestors! Did you watch A/movies all night last night? Why do you look like this? Fortunately, your brother is smart and I greeted Kiki and Su Qi in advance. You should brush your teeth and wash your face. They It will be here soon."

Yang Yingjun said speechlessly: "I have just recovered from a serious illness, will makeup and styling look too fake..."

Zhao He stared and said: "Ancestor! This is the first time you've shown your face in five years! If your image is on camera, you'd better stand with the glamorous Jiang Junxiao! Why don't you quit the entertainment circle as soon as possible!"

"Is it necessary to say so terribly?" Yang Yingjun rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom, looked at his face in the mirror, couldn't help pinching his face with his hands, the elasticity seemed to be a bit weak, as expected, the skin condition of the age of [-] It can't be compared.

"Don't you think it's beautiful?" Yang Yingjun asked himself in the mirror, but the self in the mirror just looked back at him quietly without answering.

This time I changed back all of a sudden, I felt a little unaccustomed...

The self in the mirror brushed his teeth expressionlessly, with deep tiredness in his eyes.

After coming out of the bathroom, Kiki and Su Qi were already waiting. They were makeup artists and stylists who had worked with him before, and they had always had a good relationship with each other.The two girls screamed excitedly and then cried when they saw him.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, come here and hug me." Yang Yingjun smiled softly and opened his arms to them.

Zhao He hurriedly stopped the two girls who were about to fly over, and said, "When are you still playing? Hurry up and get down to business! Jiang Junxiao is coming at ten o'clock, and it's already 08:30! Hurry up!"

Hearing the words Jiang Junxiao and thinking of the dream last night, Yang Yingjun's heart became heavy and he lost the mood for joking.

"Brother Yinglun, don't worry, we will definitely make you handsome to a new height! You will never lose to Jiang Junxiao!"

"That's right! How can Jiang Junxiao's boyish face be compared to that of Ying Lun?"

Zhao He said chillingly at the side: "Don't forget that Jiang Junxiao is only 27, Ying Lun is already [-]..."

Yang Yingjun: "..."

Kiki and Su Qi said in unison: "Shut up!"

Zhao He shook his head and said, "Ying Lun, don't listen to these two ignorant women talking nonsense. Jiang Junxiao is now the company's trump card, so you must not offend him, understand?"

Yang Yingjun looked down at his slender fingers: "Don't worry, I won't."

Zhao He was stunned for a moment, and said relievedly: "That's right. Not bad, after experiencing life and death once, it seems to be a little different."

Yang Yingjun didn't speak, he was afraid that Brother Zhao would see that he was actually nervous.

Jiang Junxiao is Jiang Junxiao, and Ji Yinrong is Ji Yinrong.

Even if I repeat this sentence infinitely in my heart, I still can't restrain my beating heart.To be able to see that person's face again, to be able to see him again, is such a tense anticipation and a bewildering thing.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao He hung up the phone, and hurriedly said to Kiki and Su Qi: "Hurry up! Jiang Junxiao and the media reporters have all arrived at the hospital gate, you two quickly disappear, remember not to take the elevator, hurry up!"

Yang Yingjun stood up all of a sudden.

Zhao He was taken aback, and said, "Why are you standing up? Have you packed your things? Relax and be natural, do you know? Oh, why are you sweating? Kiki, hurry back and touch up your makeup..."

After a period of turmoil, Yang Yingjun sat on his hospital bed, looked at his younger sister who was like a sleeping beauty on the opposite bed, and said with a light smile, "Your Jun Xiao is coming, she is beautiful." Just like in the past, jumped up.

Suddenly, Zhao He rushed in: "Come here, come here!"

Yang Yingjun cast his gaze outside the bustling door, and surrounded by flashing lights, the tall and handsome man with evil eyebrows and eyes walked into the ward like stars holding the moon.

Yang Yingjun stared blankly at him, watching him walk up to him step by step.

"Senior Brother Yinglun..." Jiang Junxiao looked down at him, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she said with half joy and half sadness: "Senior brother, you really recovered, that's great, it's like a dream... I should I came to see you earlier, but Brother Zhao said that you are doing rehabilitation and need to rest. Brother, you won’t blame me, will you?”

"..."

A trace of stiffness appeared on Jiang Junxiao's sad face: "Senior brother?"

From the moment Yang Yingjun saw him, he couldn't move like a shackle.His eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his mouth, and even the contours of his face were exactly the same as that man's.The only difference is that there is no cinnabar mole between the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

There was silence in the ward, only the "click" of the media rushing to take pictures.

Jiang Junxiao felt that the muscles on his face were about to cramp, and just when he wondered if the other party was deliberately messing with him, he saw the silent Yang Yingjun suddenly shed tears.

He couldn't help but startled.

Yang Yingjun stood up slowly, opened his arms, and hugged him lightly and firmly, hugging him like a good brother.Jiang Junxiao froze, but quickly came to her senses and hugged him back forcefully.

Such a beautiful and touching picture melted into a flash of light.