Star Chaser [Entertainment]

The two of them haven't hugged each other for a long time. Now that they meet again for a long time, the familiar touch spreads from every part of the body to the heart, which is quiet and fulfilling.

"I'm on the road and joining the group today, so I must have eaten something?" Wen Qing opened the bedside table and took out a bulging bag that hadn't been touched. "Sister Xin came to visit me and bought some food. Look See which one you like, and fill your stomach."

"I'll come." Ai Changle hurried over to take the bag, put the bag on the counter, and opened it, "What's there? Let's eat together. Do you want to avoid food now? Can these things be eaten?"

"She asked the doctor before buying it, and everything in it is edible. But it's relatively bland, and it may not suit your taste."

Ai Changle waved his hand, "It's okay, I can eat a cow with you! Come on, let's see which one you want to eat?"

Indeed, every time he eats with Wen Qing, his appetite will be particularly good.

Wen Qing is not very hungry, even though he only ate some liquid food today.After the anesthetic, the wound has been very painful. Today is the third day after the operation. The pain is not as severe as it was at the beginning, but I still feel that there is a red-hot iron in the eye. Every time I chew, it seems that the pain-sensing nerve is involved.

Seeing Ai Changle rummaging for snacks seriously, he felt a little appetite: "Put the snacks aside, let's eat a peach."

"Okay, I'll cut it." Ai Changle tied up the snack bag, bent over and picked a big one from the fruit basket, took out the fruit knife and washed it in the bathroom.

"Brother Qing, sit down." Afraid that he would be tired, Ai Changle pulled him to sit by the hospital bed, and skillfully placed the knife on the tip of the peach, turning the skin bit by bit.

Wen Qing laughed and said, "I'm not so weak that I'm going to faint when I stand for a while."

Ai Changle deliberately said: "I don't care about your well-being? It's just that I'm sitting and you are standing. The height difference is too big, and I'm under a lot of pressure."

Hearing what he said, Wen Qing stood up supporting the edge of the bed, "Then I have to stand even more."

The two naive ghosts actually got into a fight because of the problem of standing and sitting.Under the stalemate, it was Ai Changle who softened first.

"Oh, well, I beg you."

Ai Changle put down the knife, put his palms up around Wen Qing's waist, to prevent the juice from his palms from getting on Wen Qing's body, then put his chin against his chest, looked at him flatteringly from bottom to top, and used his soft The tone said:

"Really, please."

Ai Changle's acting like a baby can't pinch her throat so delicately that it makes people's ears ring.Generally speaking, his acting like a baby can be divided into three steps: circling the waist; raising the head; and finally a waxy "please".

Regardless of the simplicity of the steps, it can be said that it has been tried and tested in front of Wen Qing.

"It hurts, right? Does it still hurt?" After Wen Qing sat down, Ai Changle glanced at the thick layer of gauze covering his eyes.

"It hurts." Wen Qing said this, which made Ai Changle's movements slow down, so he added:

"But after you came, I just looked at you and forgot about the pain."

"Is it so effective?" Ai Changle divided the peaches into small pieces and put them all on a plate, "Then eating the peaches I peeled, won't it hurt even more?"

"Yeah." Wen Qing nodded and asked, "Why is it cut so small?"

Ai Changle couldn't find the toothpick, so he took out a spoon from his cutlery box and asked Wen Qing to eat it.

"I'm afraid that if you eat too much, it will hurt the wound, so just eat it like this." He scooped up a small piece and fed it to Wen Qing's mouth. "This is a peach, it's soft, and you don't need to chew it hard. It looks pretty good." Sweet, taste it, ah—"

No one expected that in the eyes of the public, Wen Qing, who was supposed to be on the set and filmed at night, was sitting very quietly beside the bed, looking at Ai Changle, who used to be happy and passionate, but now is as gentle as a good wife and mother, waiting to be fed .

Time flies, especially between two long-lost lovers.It seemed that they just looked at each other for a while, and it was already ten o'clock.

The sound of the nurse pushing the liquid bottle came from the corridor. In addition to the sound of the wheels and the ground, there was also the crisp sound of the liquid bottles colliding with each other.

"Mr. Wen, it's time to change the medicine."

The nurse on duty came in wearing a mask, her eyes were full of smiles, I don't know if it was due to her professionalism, or she liked to serve Wen Qing.

"Huh? Who is this gentleman?" The nurse glanced at their loosened hands.

Ai Changle stood up and introduced himself, "Hi, my name is Ai Changle, and I'm Brother Qing's friend."

"Then you should be a good friend of Mr. Wen, right? Apart from the assistant, you are the first person to visit him these days."

"Really." Ai Changle smiled wryly in his heart—Wen Qing really kept everything secret from the outside world, probably not even his family members.

Changing the dressing is a very painful process. In order to divert the patient's attention, the nurse often talks about some topics.Today's topic, of course, is Ai Changle who suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Wen, your friend is quite handsome, is he also in the entertainment industry?"

Wen Qing nodded: "Well, he is also an artist of our company, and his acting skills are very good. We have a TV series we are cooperating with, and it will be broadcast in a few months. You can watch his performance at that time."

"Okay, I like watching TV series the most. I have watched most of your TV series."

As she spoke, she cut the tape with scissors, and then tore it off along the skin, leaving only the section on the gauze.She moved closer and peeled off the gauze stuck to her eyelids layer by layer, and when the last layer was left, she used tweezers to uncover it.

At that moment, Ai Changle saw what Wen Qing's injury looked like.His left eye was swollen badly, as if a peach pit had been stuffed into the eyelid.A few centimeters of scar spread out from the outer corner of the eye, like a centipede.

He just looked at it, and tears fell down his face.

He held Wen Qing's hand hanging by his side, held it in his palm, and rubbed the back of his hand one after another.

This is obviously not an action that would occur between ordinary friends.

The nurse was stunned, and then continued with what she was doing.

"Hiss!" When the disinfectant touched the wound, Wen Qing subconsciously took a breath.

Ai Changle squatted beside him, wanting to blow on the wound to relieve his pain.But blowing air on the wound may cause bacterial infection, so hold back.Instead, he opened Wen Qing's palm and exhaled warm air into his palm.

"Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast—"

After blowing, he began to sing.

nursery rhymes.

One is because he is good at these songs, and the other is because Wen Qing will definitely laugh when he sings nursery rhymes. When he smiles and shifts his attention, the pain will be relieved.

"One has no ears, and the other has no tail, it's queer—very queer—"

Sure enough, the hand holding him loosened.

"Is your version without ears and tail?" Wen Qing asked with her eyes closed, "Our version has no eyes and mouth."

"Then I'll sing you your version of Hou. Two tigers, two tigers..."

His voice was a little hoarse, because of the tears he had just shed, and there was a crying tone that could not be completely covered even if he restrained himself.There is no proud singing skills, no beautiful vibrato and professional processing. Such a young voice floats in the ward, even if it is afraid of disturbing the guests in other wards, it is kept very low. in clean.

"This should be Mr. Wen's most enjoyable dressing change." When the last piece of adhesive tape was fixed, the nurse also smiled happily.

"Indeed." Wen Qing nodded, and opened her free right eye, "Nurse Chen, thank you for helping me change my medicine at such a late hour."

The nurse threw the medical waste into a special yellow bag and said while packing up the medicine bottles:

"Where? This is what I should do. Mr. Wen, you have such a good attitude. You still remember my name. I took care of a little star before. Wow, he is not famous, but he has a big temper. Once he directly Suck the needle yourself. Sigh, it’s better to take care of someone with a gentle attitude like you, the work is not heavy, and you can still chat for a while.”

Ai Changle's tears had stopped, and he returned to the same appearance as before Wen Qing closed his eyes, "Nurse Chen, how is his injury?"

Nurse Chen was very concerned about Wen Qing's injury, so she blurted out the answer: "The wound has recovered very well, and there is no infection. It is hard to say whether it will leave a scar or not. But now the skin repair surgery is relatively mature, and his wound is not bad. Even if it stays for a long time, the probability of successful restoration is very high.”

"That's good." Ai Changle thought deeply, "What about eyesight? Will it affect his future life?"

It is "life", not "filming".

Unpredictable things happen, no matter how famous someone is, or even a leader in the industry, they cannot completely avoid accidents.Nurse Chen has heard the heart-piercing cries of many patients' family members. She has also heard that after learning that it will cause physical damage that is not easy to recover, the first question she asks is "will it affect his creation", or , Will it affect his work.

From this small detail, it can be seen immediately whether Ai Changle values ​​Wen Qing as a person or his identity.

The nurse looked at Ai Changle with more gentle eyes, "I'm not very clear about this, but I saw that Mr. Wen's doctor's expression was much more relaxed during the rounds in the past two days. I guess the problem should not be too big. It won't happen Color weakness and so on, if vision declines, after a period of treatment, many patients can recover."

Ai Changle sent her out, and the two talked while walking.Wen Qing was in the ward at the far end. After Nurse Chen changed his medicine, he went straight back to the nurse's station.After walking out of the room, Nurse Chen lowered her voice and asked:

"You are not just friends, are you?"

Ai Changle pursed her lips, "We are a couple."

This is the first time he has admitted a relationship in front of strangers.

Fine snowflakes like white salt began to float outside the window, and the film and television city, which had been frozen for several days, finally ushered in the first snow of this year.When it first started to fall, the young fine snow fell on the ground and melted, leaving only sporadic water stains.After a lot of downloads, they piled up bit by bit, laying a light layer of silvery white on the originally dark world.It looked very peaceful under the moonlight.

The white moon reflects the snow, illuminating the long night.

The author has something to say: Happy Sunday