you're done

Fortunately, he himself is in the imperial capital.

Luo Zhiwei quickly rushed to the hospital. Mei Yunting stood in the corridor and walked back and forth, looking bewildered. As soon as she saw him, she rushed up to him and complained in a low voice, "You've come!"

"He's so serious, why didn't you tell me in advance, and wait for me to call you?" Luo Zhiwei also looked at each other angrily, and his heart started to pound when he saw Mei Yunting like this. , couldn't help but think wildly.

No way... Yueqiao won't be getting worse or dying!

Ignoring the manager's explanation, he quickly stepped forward, opened the door of the ward and rushed in.

"Brother Yue—!" Luo Zhiwei's voice was full of despair and mourning, as if he had seen the tragic scene of the two of them going to the underworld together.

Yueqiao is on an IV drip.

He was half lying on the hospital bed, with his back leaning on the soft cushion, and one hand resting weakly on the side of the bed, his cheeks were flushed with high fever, but his pretty lips were pale without blood.

His eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and when he heard the shrill call, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his tightly pursed lips slowly loosened, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm fine—" He spoke with a hoarse voice.

"..." Luo Zhiwei himself realized that even if Yue Qiao's wrist deteriorated, it would not endanger his life. He was exaggerating too much.

He coughed in embarrassment, quickly sat down on the side of the bed, raised his hand and touched the man's forehead, it was scorching hot, and immediately complained distressedly: "Brother, why didn't you tell me that it was so serious, if I didn't call you, would you Don't you still want to hide it from me?"

Yue Qiao lowered his eyes, and said in a calm hoarse voice, "You are with Director Yuan, how can I bother you?"

……through!

Luo Zhiwei felt guilty for a moment when his wife found out that he was stealing food, and his scalp went numb.

"Brother, what's the matter with Director Yuan..." He laughed dryly, and while pouring water for Yue Qiao, coaxed him softly, "He's just the director of the crew, and he can't talk about the show at any time, but it's a big deal for you to be sick. I feel sick when I get sick.”

"Really?" Yue Qiao raised his eyes, those dark eyes instantly lit up, he stared at Luo Shiwei, his star-like eyes were full of his reflection, as if his whole body There is only him in the world.

No one can refuse such a Vietnamese.

Luo Zhiwei immediately promised seriously: "It is necessary, you are the only person I value, what the hell is he? If it wasn't for using him, I could become stronger and protect you. I wouldn't care about it." his."

The system played a section in his mind at the right time, Luo Shiwei's explanation in front of Yuan Yiqi.

【"Director Yuan...Director Yuan, I was wrong. I dare not let you go again. I didn't mean it. I really have nothing to do with Yue Qiao!

I didn’t betray you. The person I love and admire the most is of course you. He’s just a condiment when I’m bored. It’s because you’ve left me out recently that I did this kind of thing. I’m really wrong. It's..."]

Luo Shiwei's persuasive voice echoed in his brain.

System evaluation: [A scumbag who deceives left and right. 】

Luo Zhiwei: ...

He pretended not to hear, and passed the water glass in front of the man as if nothing had happened, "Brother, drink some water."

Yue Qiao raised his hand, then hung it down weakly, and smiled wryly: "... Forget it."

It was only then that Luo Zhiwei noticed that he was wearing a plaster cast on his right hand and an IV drip on his left hand, so he couldn't hold the water glass at all.

Yue Qiao coughed twice, even the corners of his eyes were bright red, he lowered his head dejectedly, and with a tone of self-loathing, he whispered in a hoarse voice:

"I'm a useless person now, I can't do anything, I can't even protect you, you go, Xiaowei, you were right to choose Director Yuan."

"...Brother Yue."

"Xiao Wei," Yue Qiao struggled, and hugged him vigorously with the hand that was covered with plaster. He told him firmly in a hoarse and gloomy voice:

"Don't worry, I will solve all obstacles for you until you are completely safe, until you take the broad road leading to the Temple of Art, then I will completely disappear in front of your eyes, allowing you to be peaceful and peaceful with no psychological burden." The directors are together."

When he talked about "resolving obstacles", he mixed with hostility and killing intent, completely going to an extreme.

Sacrifice yourself and protect your loved ones.

Luo Shiwei was terrified when he heard that.

At this moment, the man hugging him was not Yue Qiao, but Shen Duqiu.

Why did this ancestor come out again? ? ?

Luo Zhiwei was so frightened that he quickly hugged his waist with his backhand, and begged repeatedly: "Brother... Brother Yue, calm down, don't be so extreme, I don't want to be a grand road, and I don't want to be a top actor, I just want to be with you by my side!"

"Brother, I have no family or friends, I only have you..."

Luo Zhiwei even used it to show misery, he sniffled and burst into tears: "The first half of my life was too hard, until I met you, only you love me selflessly and protect me desperately.

Yueqiao, I only have you. "

Yue Qiao stared at him deeply.

He looked at the water vapor in the young man's pale brown eyes, and the panic and helplessness were obvious and clearly visible.

After a while, the man raised his hand slightly, clasped his forehead clumsily with his plastered hand, and pressed it down.

Luo Shiwei could feel Yue Qiao's hot breath on his cheeks, as hot as if it was about to burn, he blinked helplessly, and then...

A fiery kiss pressed down.

It was so hot that it almost melted him, and it seemed that he was desperately trying to absorb warmth from him. Yue Qiao's kiss was completely different from his ascetic and cold-hearted person.

Hot, crazy, desperate and predatory.

"Xiaowei, I only have you." Breathing heavily, his forehead rested on the young man's forehead, the obsession in his eyes melted away, and he called Luo Shiwei's name in a low voice, unable to stop mumbling.

"I know, Brother Yue, I will always be by your side." Luo Shiwei stroked his hair firmly, reassuring him.

Gradually, Yue Qiao's strength relaxed.

Because of the high fever, he fell into the arms of the young man, with his head resting on Luo Shiwei's shoulder. The desperate madness in his eyes gradually settled down, but he still hugged the young man's waist tightly, as if to grab live the only salvation, muttering:

"Xiaowei... When my wound is completely healed, we will go to film a variety show together. I want everyone to know that you are mine."

His voice seemed to be coquettish, and Luo Zhiwei's heart melted when he heard it, this childish and pure possessiveness.

Why is his brother Yue so cute.

After finally coaxing him to sleep, Luo Shiwei moved his stiff shoulders. He stood up and walked out cautiously with silent steps.

Yue Qiao on the hospital bed quietly closed his eyes, his cheeks faded due to the high fever and gradually returned to a snow-white appearance, under the delicate facial features was the cold lip line, even in a deep sleep, there was an inaccessible sense of alienation.

When the door was closed and the young man walked out, the ice beauty quietly opened his eyes. He put his hand on his lips, and there was a gloomy gloomy surge in his eyes.

"I know you don't love me, and I know you're just coaxing me, it doesn't matter even if you like Yuan Yiqi..."

He smiled in a low voice, so sweet, but extremely paranoid and twisted, and murmured obsessively: "I can't let go anymore, even if I do whatever it takes, I will keep you in my arms." By my side, my consciousness."

"Sister Mei, did you follow him when he was awkward? You even learned to be so angry that you don't tell me!" Luo Shiwei was heartbroken to Mei Yunting: "How scary, he has a lot of trouble today because of his wrist deterioration." Thoughts of committing suicide, fortunately I came in time, if I came later, wouldn't something happen to him?"

"My fault, my fault!" Mei Yunting curled her lips indiscriminately, and then reflected sincerely: "I will definitely guard him from now on. If there is anything wrong with him, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Luo Zhiwei's expression softened slightly, and he said, "I'll go to his attending physician and talk to him, there's still something I need to do."

"go Go."

The last conversation between the two happened to be heard by Yue Xing who had just entered the hospital.

Elder sister of the Yue family's complexion changed drastically, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "What's the matter, the Yue family has deteriorated, and committed suicide?"

Seeing that Luo Shiwei hadn't gone far, Mei Yunting pulled Yue Xing into a corner, and explained in a low voice: "What a ghost, Yue Qiao's hands are almost recovered..."

"Then you just now..."

"Mr. Yue, congratulations. Your younger brother, the flower of Gaoling who wanted to be aloof and indifferent and disdainful of ordinary people's means, has learned to use tricks to sell his miserable wife."

Mei Yunting said with a complicated mood: "To use the current popular words, he is now a scheming boy."

Well, scheming.

The worse of the hell, he was stimulated by Yuan Yiqi.

The deterioration is fake, but the illness is real. In order to make Luo Shiwei feel sorry for him, Yue Qiao even drank half a bottle of wine despite the doctor's stop.

Allergies and fever go hand in hand.

What kind of werewolf is this? ? ?

He can really do it to himself!

Luo Shiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming from the doctor in charge that Yue Qiao's problem was not serious.

The agent helped him ask for leave from the crew, because Yuan Yiqi's house was on fire and he had no time to take care of the filming progress, so everything went smoothly.

At noon, Luo Zhiwei specially cooked a meal and sent it to Yue Qiao.

In the ward, Yue Xing and Yue Qiao's siblings seemed to be arguing about something, to be precise, it was Yue Xing's unilateral anger, while the man on the hospital bed just looked on with a calm face.

The feeling of alienation from the world is particularly obvious.

Yue Xing was obviously mad, and she could be heard scolding across the ward: "Yue Yue, you crazy, you will kill yourself sooner or later—"

"What do you want to die for?"

Luo Zhiwei walked in with the insulation box in hand, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Yue, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's just that there are some discrepancies with my sister's thoughts on the filming schedule." When he saw Luo Shiwei, Yue Qiao's indifferent attitude disappeared, and his ice-like face softened instantly, he raised a faint smile, The whole person seemed lively and lively, and even patiently explained a sentence.

Afraid that Luo Zhiwei would ask again, he immediately changed the subject: "Is this the meal you brought me?"

He looked at the lunch box, his eyes drooped slightly, a little disappointed: "Unfortunately, the only hand I can move is still on the drip, you put it aside, I will eat it later."

This pitiful appearance is completely different from the attitude of the cold, sharp and ruthless sister-in-law just now.

Yue Xing couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Luo Shiwei felt very distressed.

He opened the lunch box, smiled shyly, and said, "I made some porridge and two home-cooked dishes, and they were too cold to eat. Brother Yue, let me feed you."

Afraid that Yue Qiao's mind would be sensitive, he even specially explained: "Usually you are the one who protects me, now let me take care of you, okay, and you're saving me... Brother, I'm so ashamed."

Yue Qiao looked at him steadfastly, he pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

It was only a single word, and seemed indifferent, but when the young man handed the spoon to his lips, the contours of Yue Qiao's ears were already blushing.

"Brother, try the porridge, I added sugar, it's so sweet!" Luo Shiwei offered it to him.

"...Well, sweet."

"Brother, the meat I stir-fried is delicious, try it!"

"Well, it's delicious."

Yue Xing watched from the side, watching his poor appetite brother being fed by Luo Shiwei like a pig with two steamed buns, two dishes of vegetables, and a big bowl of porridge.

Yue Qiao was so overwhelmed that he couldn't move, but he was reluctant to refuse Luo Shiwei's feeding, because he had no power to resist this person.

...Sure enough, it is one thing and one thing.

Brother dog, you have today too!

"Xiao Qiao, I have to go out to do some errands later, so I can't accompany you, so I have to eat dinner obediently." Luo Shiwei reminded, as if he was taking care of a child.

The word "Xiao Qiao" successfully made the corners of Yue Qiao's eyes twitch, and then asked nonchalantly, "What are you going to do?"

Are you looking for Director Yuan?

Luo Zhiwei seemed to have figured out what he was thinking, so he could only helplessly explain: "I'm not looking for Yuan Yiqi, in fact, if you weren't sick, I would take you to see someone today, and now you are sick I have no choice but to bring her back by myself."

"Who?" Yue Qiao asked.

Luo Shi shrugged slightly, and said mysteriously: "You will know when I bring him here."

"Then I'll go with you." Yue Qiao said bluntly.

"You..." Luo Zhiwei just wanted to say that you were still sick, but he was afraid of irritating him and would provoke Shen Duqiu, so he swallowed obediently in the end.

The tone seemed to be coaxing an older baby: "Okay, then you have to be good."

There was a smile in Yue Qiao's eyes, and he said, "Okay."

The person Luo Shiwei wanted him to meet was Dai Wei.

Taking advantage of Yuan Yiqi's lack of time to get away, he was busy cleaning up his idiot illegitimate brother, now is the best time to transfer Dai Wei out.

According to the address given in the original photo, they arrived in this remote small county near the evening.

The driver of the car was a bodyguard arranged by Yue's family. He quickly found the clinic according to the map. He stopped by the side of the road and said, "Master, this is the place."

Luo Shiwei looked around, jumped out of the car, and walked in with Yue Qiao.

"Clinic?" Yue Qiao was even more puzzled.

He couldn't figure out what this small county town and the people in the clinic had to do with them, but because of his trust in Luo Shiwei, he didn't even think about the danger in it, and followed in without hesitation.

The clinic was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. When the front desk saw a group of people walking in, they asked with concern: "Hello, are you buying medicine or seeing a doctor? What's wrong?"

"I'll pick you up." Luo Shi slightly pressed the brim of his hat to cover his face, and said, "A while ago my sister stayed with you for a while because of her poor mental state. We're here to pick her up."

"Miss Yuan? Then come with me, she lives in the backyard."

"Miss Yuan?" Yue Qiao was even more suspicious, did it have something to do with Yuan Yiqi, but when did Yuan's family have a girl?

He followed Luo Shiwei into the backyard, the nurse opened the door, and the two walked in.

There is a woman locked in the room.

A very mentally abnormal woman.

She was wearing a beautiful red dress and heavy makeup, but she couldn't hide her haggard sickness. The woman sat on the clean floor, staring out of the window, and kept whispering: "I act the best. No one can do it." Instead of me, no one can take away my play...!"

"Dai Wei?" Yue Qiao looked at the woman in front of him in surprise.

When Dai Wei heard the voice, she turned her head and looked at the two people outside the door with a fierce look on her face: "It's you? I won't succeed, Director Yuan...Director Yuan will definitely come back and save me!"

As she spoke, she staggered to her feet and was about to run outside.

Luo Zhiwei already knew from the original photo that she had a mental problem, so she just said indifferently at this time: "Are you sure you want to run out? The media and reporters are outside and want to interview you about framing your benefactor."

Dai Wei's face turned pale, and she hid back with a guilty conscience. She had no ability to think at all, but couldn't stop talking to herself: "No, no, no...as long as I play this role well, I will shine in Director Yuan's hands." , I am the next popular superstar, no one can do anything against me..."

"Is she crazy?" Yue Qiao asked Luo Shiwei.

Luo Zhiwei nodded, and said, "I'm crazy, I'm too obsessed with the show, I used this role as a life-saving straw, and I went crazy. Brother Yue, look, does she look like what you are about to become?"

After saying the last sentence, Yue Qiao was stunned for an instant.

Luo Zhiwei looked at him sideways, and said softly: "Have you noticed? You are like this now. Sometimes you are Shen Duqiu, and sometimes you are Yueqiao. When Shen Duqiu appears more and more, You gradually become less and less like you.

Let it go, Yue Qiao, you know what will happen.

You will completely lose yourself, indulge in Shen Duqiu's personality, and walk towards Shen Duqiu's ending.

Total destruction.

And all of this is thanks to Yuan Yiqi. "

Yue Qiao frowned: "Director Yuan did go to extremes for the sake of art, but it's not to the point..."

At this time, he seemed to want to defend Yuan Yiqi.

At this moment, Dai Wei was suddenly stimulated when she heard the word "art". She laughed out loud, looked at Yue Qiao with mocking eyes, and said sympathetically and pitifully:

"Art...haha, how pitiful, you admire Director Yuan very much, Yue Qiao, but you certainly don't know what Director Yuan did to Luo Shiwei, whom you regard as a treasure."

She stood up, stroking her belly, her voice was soft, but as viscous and cold as a snake spreading, and said: "That day was Yuan Yiqi's guiding hint, which made me decide to put all my eggs in one basket. I still remember that the underground passage was very gloomy, but I was so excited, I just timed it and ran into your baby as he was driving past..."

"Boom! There was blood all over the floor, and that child was lost. Your baby...your baby ran out of the car, rolling and crawling. I saw him trembling in Yuan Yiqi's arms, so pitiful... ...He just stepped into the net that Yuan Yiqi wove!

Luo Zhiwei, Luo Zhiwei, let me tell you, I finally figured it out, it doesn’t matter how rampant you are, it doesn’t matter how much Yuan Yiqi loves you, you are just like me, a piece on his chessboard. pawn! "

She looked at the two of them, smiling triumphantly and wildly, as if she had seen everyone go to the end of destruction together.

Luo Zhiwei subconsciously looked towards Yueqiao.

Yue Qiao did not speak.

He has been looking at Luo Zhiwei steadily, his expression has been frozen into an ice sculpture inch by inch.