The 201st time a scumbag asked for reunion

When Qiao Jing woke up, he was still in a daze, because he didn't know which of the dreams he had yesterday were real and which were illusory.

When he was in a trance, he seemed to hear a voice whispering softly in his ear.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

Will it be a dream?

If this was a dream, it would be too different from before.In the past, all his dreams were that Yue Lin left his gentleness to his senior sister and his fans, but only left his indifference to him.

In those two years, he didn’t know that he was always behind him, silently watching him smile at anyone, or sitting under the stage watching him receive the award, saying thank his senior sister, without her, There would be no Yue Lin today.

what about me?

He wanted to rush up and ask him, "Where did you put me? I gave you this award, not Feng Yingzi, nor anyone else. But you ignored me."

At that time, Qiao Jing imprisoned herself in the front row seat almost self-abuse. Hearing the smile on his lips, he thanked everyone he could think of, except him.

His stomach hurt more and more... He remembered that he was so painful that he couldn't straighten up, and he didn't know who was next to him, who supported him and suggested that he leave the field first.But he just waved his hands reluctantly, and forced himself to straighten his body, staring at the stage stubbornly, because he felt that Yue Lin would definitely notice him.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too strong, Yue Lin really turned his gaze to his side.But he just glanced indifferently, and then looked away without any trace.

Qiao Jing still remembers that his heart was half cold at that time.The remaining half happened after the incident of crazy fans stabbing people.

He was lying on the hospital bed alone. Due to excessive blood loss and stomach attack, he was in a coma for several days. After waking up, he learned that Yue Lin had never visited him.

"Mingxuan? Mingxuan? What are you thinking? So preoccupied?"

"..." Qiao Jing finally came to his senses when he heard the questioning voice. The confusion in his eyes disappeared at that moment, replaced by an indifference that sees through everything.

He raised his hand, took off the obstructive oxygen mask on his face, threw it aside casually, and asked in a low voice, "Did anyone come here when I was sleepy?"

"..." Gu Mingsi's eyes flickered, and then he smiled gently, "No one has been here, I am the only one here."

"is it?"

"..." When Gu Mingsi and Qiao Jing's eyes met, he always felt that he had discovered something.

"Hmm...Mingxuan, are you dreaming again? Every time you wake up, you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality. If this continues, I really suggest you to go for an examination." Gu Mingsi pretended not to have seen it. Yesterday's diagnosis report did not know Qiao Jing's mental state.

In fact, every time he speaks to him now, he is terrified, for fear that something will touch his sensitive nerves.

But he still thinks too much, because as he said before, Qiao Jing's strength will only exceed all of their imaginations.

"Check, I will make an appointment to do it myself. But now I am more worried, how is your game going?"

"The game... why did you suddenly think of asking this? I..."

"Mingsi, you have completely affected your normal life now, do you know that?"

"I... I have my own sense of proportion. Don't worry, I will go back to training immediately after someone takes care of you. I won't lose the game. After all... I have to take home another trophy and put it on the teacher's grave .”

"Do you take the trophy every year...?"

"Yeah." As soon as he mentioned his deceased teacher, Gu Mingsi's expression became more gentle unknowingly. He looked far away, as if he was looking at another person through Qiao Jing.And only in front of Qiao Jing, he would confidently reveal his unknown side.

"I will take home a new trophy every year, and then I will go to his grave and tell him that I can take care of myself. Please...don't worry."

"..."

"Okay, don't talk anymore." Gu Mingsi raised his hand to wipe away the tears he couldn't control, "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to help you up?"

"Well. Turn on the TV for me by the way."

"You want to watch TV?" Gu Mingsi raised his eyebrows in surprise. He even wanted to put his hand on Qiao Jing's forehead to see if he had a fever. Otherwise, why would he make such an unimaginable request?

Ever since he knew Qiao Jing, he had seen this person either in a daze or reading a book, and he had never heard him ask to "watch TV". For a while, he felt a little surprised.

Because this shows that he has gradually been willing to contact the outside world.

Gu Mingsi quickly helped Qiao Jing up, stuffed a few pillows behind his back, then straightened his body, and finally helped him lift up the quilt that had slipped down accidentally.Moreover, he did not forget to support his head, worrying that he would become dizzy due to the sudden change in body position.

While doing this, he asked, "Is this position comfortable?"

"It's okay, I'm not a porcelain doll, I won't break if I touch it." The implication is that you don't need to be so careful.

"I know I know."

As soon as this response came out, the two of them froze at the same time.Gu Mingsi felt that his tone was a bit too indulgent, giving the impression of an old married couple.It can be seen from this that I should pay attention to distinguishing a little boundary in the future.Otherwise, wouldn't it embarrass both of them?

"Uh……"

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

In order to hide his embarrassment, he quickly picked up the remote control on the table and pressed a button.The TV turned on with a bang.

And it's such a coincidence that the channel it stays on happens to be the live broadcast of "Hall of Artists".The audience's voice was so loud that it almost overwhelmed the voices of the players on the stage.

Gu Mingsi was a little nervous, he held the remote control tightly with his hand, not knowing whether he should change the channel or not.

"that……"

"Just watch this." Their voices sounded almost simultaneously.

"What did you say...?" Gu Mingsi quickly turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.But Qiao Jing didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? The chief producer of this show is my friend. Let me see what his revision looks like. What's the problem?"

"So that's how it is." Gu Mingsi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and at the same time secretly admired him in his heart.He thought, Mingxuan was able to build his own entertainment empire with such a weak body without relying on his family, he really is not an ordinary person.