How to say goodbye to patrons

Perhaps it was because the blanket was too warm, and because he had persisted for too long. Now that he was in a safe environment, Chu Yan felt that he had just closed his eyes for a while, and when he woke up, he was already lying soft. On the bed, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, the sunlight reflected through the window on the white quilt, and the air was filled with a warm smell.

"You're awake." Chu Yan just opened his eyes when he heard He Minting's deliberately lowered voice, his breath was louder than the volume, as if he was afraid of scaring himself.

Chu Yan's eyes that were still slightly squinted opened instantly, and he turned his head in the direction of the voice. The sun shone on He Minting's body, and for no reason he lost his alluring aura. It looked like a family member waiting anxiously, so he didn't recognize it for a while.

In his more than 30 years of life, he seldom felt uneasy today. Chu Yan had already been asleep for a whole day and night, and he also thought a lot.

He opened his mouth to say something, when he suddenly saw Chu Yan frown in pain.

Suddenly awake, the pain in his legs was also awakened from dormancy, the pain like needle pricks penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the legs in the warm room were no longer cold, but emitted an unbearable high fever: "I legs..."

"Is it fever and tingling pain?" He Minting quickly realized that Chu Yan had already done all the examinations while he was asleep, and he had repeatedly confirmed with the doctor about all possible conditions that might occur when he woke up: "Your leg is fine. First-degree frostbite. In theory, you just need to keep warm. There is painkiller here. I'll feed it to you."

"No need." Chu Yan took a deep breath: "I can hold back." After all, it is better to take less painkillers.

He really had amazing endurance. After saying that sentence, he stretched his brows, as if he was a normal person.

Seeing that he really didn't intend to take medicine, He Minting didn't want to force feed him. Thinking of the porridge that was still hot, he carefully took it out of the cup, tested the temperature, and then put the spoon firmly on the Chu Yan's mouth.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand to take it, "Let me do it myself, and I didn't hurt my hand."

He Minting picked it up, and seemed to recall something. Those memories were so wonderful that he couldn't help but smile softly on the corner of his mouth: "Do you still remember the bowl of pumpkin porridge you made?"

Chu Yan's face changed, and he remembered the same thing, but in his memory, that incident was naturally not sweet and joyful.

He tensed up, and looked at He Minting nervously, for fear that he would do something that would make him feel ashamed, but He Minting put the porridge into his lips without changing his expression, gently Said: "I still remember dropping one of your rings at that time."

His tone was gentle, as if he wanted to weave a sweet dream for Chu Yan with the sweet imagination he had never had before: "May I give you back one?" As he spoke, he solemnly took out one from his inner pocket. The small velvet box came out and opened gently. It was an extremely delicate men's ring.

Their initials are engraved on the inside, and endless patterns are drawn shallowly on the surface. Perfect diamonds are inlaid one by one, making the bold diamond ring uniquely elegant and restrained.

It was done with care, and it was many times more expensive than the silver ring he bought from a small street shop that he threw away, and its significance is self-evident.

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it." Chu Yan lowered his head and said the reason for his refusal like a panacea.

"Chu Yan." He Minting suddenly read his name quite formally and tenderly: "I know, our beginning is not good, I lack enough respect for you, I will change, I will follow you I will return everything that was taken here, your pride, your self-esteem, can you give me a chance?"

What he promises is really too good, as if a lion wants to give up the prey that has bitten its neck open and is about to swallow it, and a person who has already been eaten by others can be free as long as he promises what he is already doing. A free trade.

Chu Yan was silent.

He disdains hypocrisy and obedience, and pretends to obey. He has forced himself to change a lot, but if he becomes mellow on this point, he won't know if the person in the mirror is himself.

"This kindness is too precious, I can't accept it." He still bowed his head and said.

"You can only accept it." He Minting still smiled, but there was a bit of oppression in his eyes: "Or, do you want to accept others?"

Chu Yan looked at He Minting fiercely, his long obedient eyes were suddenly filled with anger: "What the hell are you talking about!"

This is... from embarrassment?He Minting withdrew the tenderness from his mouth, but his tone remained unchanged: "Will you resist? Very well, this is exactly what I wanted."

Chu Yan was a little surprised, he couldn't even pretend to be a little bit, and secretly complained to the system: "He suddenly awakened the sadistic attribute?"

[I don't know, will it be like this with a [-]% favorability? 】The system throws the question back as usual, without the awareness of an upgrade at all.

He Minting said slowly: "I like the way you express your thoughts, I like your shochiku-like arrogance, and I also like the frown you have to bear." His kiss slowly spread from his brows like Kissing Chu Yan's thin lips like a dragonfly, the sweet words that had been silent for more than 30 years were revived bit by bit, wrapped in sweet honey, trying to let him feel it through his lips and tongue.

But I'm sorry, Chu Yan likes spicy food.

He pushed He Minting away without hesitation, with anger that had not ignited for a long time in his eyes: "You are enough, is it interesting to play with me?"

The rebellion that had been hidden for a long time finally broke out at this moment: "I am obedient, I have done everything I promised you, what do you want from me, have you forgotten that I still have a lover!"

He Minting had indeed forgotten, and he didn't want Chu Yan to remember.He suddenly realized that if he gave the person in front of him too much freedom, he would definitely choose to leave him without hesitation. As long as he thought of the person in front of him looking at others with those eyes, he would find it unacceptable, let alone let him leave. .

It shouldn't be like this, where did I go wrong?He slowly screened it, and finally attributed all the reasons to a sign, "This cat has not been raised well."

His idea of ​​letting him out is good, but the problem is that if he let go without being matured, how could he be allowed to return, but...

He Minting suddenly laughed: he can be raised after all.There is nothing wrong with what he did, it's just too early, let's wait, after he knows his kindness.

"Chu Yan." He held the hands of the person in front of him who accused him angrily. Those hands were slender and long, with a temperature that seemed to never be able to be warmed: "You can be confident, but there is a bottom line."

Chu Yan, who wanted to break away from He Minting and hook up with Xiang Youlin, was confused: Did he play off.

"System, this tm should be the treatment that [-]% favorability should have!"

[How many times have I said don't ask me!It's not like you don't know that I'm a waste snack! 】

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Xiang Youlin's hand trembled suddenly, and the water glass he was holding fell to the ground, shattered into pieces, refracted into lines of light under the sunlight, densely wrapped up a space, and refused to allow people to enter generally.

"Xiang Yingdi?" A paparazzi looked at He Minting subconsciously. He had been squatting at the hospital gate after getting the first-hand news, and when he was ready to fight for a long time with his sleeping bag and telephoto lens, he was invited by Xiang Yingdi's manager go in.

He was terrified by the treatment he had never had before.

"It's okay, I just didn't hold my hand tightly." He said, "I can tell you my first-hand information, and even let you take a doctor's test report. But you have to check someone for me."

"Investigate who?" He is the No. [-] paparazzi in the entertainment industry. He can take advantage of well-prepared stars, and he is better than professional detectives: "I didn't say that, you just look for me..."

"Chu Yan." As soon as Xiang Youlin said these two words, the paparazzi who had been bragging just now immediately stopped talking.

He said with a troubled face, "Why don't you change someone from the actor?" He really didn't dare, and was even a little scared: "The first day Chu Yan stepped into the reality show crew, all entertainment magazines, big and small I have been warned that I am not allowed to check any personal information of Chu Yan, otherwise he will not be able to get along in this industry."

"This is an order issued from above. Who dares to check it? Why don't you ask his first manager? I have Zhao Liao's phone number."