Tang Yu's vision flickered, and he began to see things unclearly. His mind was buzzing, and he could only hear Fang Baizhou's broken voice, but he couldn't understand what he was saying to him.

Trembling from fingertips to shoulders, Tang Yu gritted his teeth, and when the tip of his nose hit the man's shoulder, his eyes felt inexplicably sore.

Tears filled the entire dark suit.

Fang Baizhou felt that Tang Yu's current state was very wrong. At first, Fu Zhao said on the phone that he seemed to have caught a cold from the cold wind, but now Tang Yu felt a deep anxiety all over his body, and even pushed himself into his arms with all his strength.

Leaning against his ear, weeping softly, like a shivering little animal that couldn't find a home to hide.

Fang Baizhou frowned slightly, and clasped Tang Yu's hand tightly, but the movement of interlocking fingers did not give Tang Yu any sense of security.

He lowered his voice and tried not to irritate Tang Yu, "Do you have a headache?"

"Or did someone bully you just now?"

Tang Yu rubbed against his shoulder, but said nothing. He couldn't hear what Fang Baizhou was saying.

Fang Baizhou hugged the man completely in his arms, and found that Tang Yu was a little afraid of the dazzling light in the lounge, so he reached out to turn it off.

The weight on the shoulders suddenly lightened, and the head leaning against him suddenly lifted up and almost hit his chin.

Tang Yu grabbed his neck tightly, the tip of his nose was red, and the darkness in the deepest part of his pupils shattered into pieces, "Don't go, where are you going?"

The wound on his left hand hurt a little from Tang Yu's random movements. Fang Baizhou patiently turned off the light to the darkest, and stroked his hair, "Turn off the light, I'm here, I won't leave."

"You lied." Tang Yu endured the scorching heat from the back of his head, and tears fell uncontrollably, "Don't, don't talk to me in this tone, you lie to me every time..."

The light was dim, and Fang Baizhou noticed that Tang Yu's eyesight was a little loose, and his words were inconsistent.

He never lied to Tang Yu, but Tang Yu's tone was very firm.

Like watching him talk to another person.

Fang Baizhou took two steps back, leaned on the long and narrow chair in the lounge, and wanted Tang Yu to sit down. The current situation seemed to be more suitable for lying down and sleeping, but Tang Yu stubbornly stuck to him, and his fingers still didn't move. Ken separates from him.

Close to his ear and said very seriously, "You can't take it away, and I won't sleep, and I won't let you run away."

In the end, Tang Yu sat on his lap. Fang Baizhou looked at Tang Yu who was staring at him with wide eyes, and sighed helplessly. Even though Tang Yu was tightly stuck to him, he still swore that he was going to run away. .

Looking at his bright and round eyes, he really refused to sleep.

Fang Baizhou ran his fingertips through Tang Yu's hair, and his voice was hoarse, "Who am I?"

It was the first time that Tang Yu had a fever and refused to sleep and lost his temper. He seemed to recognize him as someone else. Who did Tang Yu recognize him as?

Who else could hug Tang Yu so intimately?

"Fang Baizhou." Tang Yu's every pronunciation was soft as if he was pressing the tip of his tongue. He hugged the man's neck and rubbed it with peace of mind, and put his palm in front of Fang Baizhou. He said triumphantly, "Don't sleep. I will never forget your name."

The originally stiff body slowly relaxed.

Fang Baizhou's eyes gradually condensed into one point, falling on Tang Yu's palm, and he sat up straight again.

A faint smell of blood came from the tip of his nose.

The cut in front of him that was forcibly gouged out by the nails was a bit hideous.

Tang Yu actually pinched his palms to bleed.

The wound was still bleeding out, but he didn't seem to care at all. He leaned against Fang Baizhou and sighed, "I'm a little dizzy, but I can still feel the pain. If I accidentally fall asleep, remember to wake me up."

His thinking was a bit chaotic, countless chaotic contents overlapped, and he couldn't remember anything. The only urgent thought that popped up was not to sleep.

When you fall asleep, there is nothing.

"Don't blame me, baby." Fang Baizhou frowned. He didn't know what Tang Yu's situation was, but he had already self-mutilated in shock. He grabbed Tang Yu's white wrist that was still struggling, and smashed A gaping hand pressed against his chest.

With his forehead pressed against Tang Yu, he said softly, "I'm here, don't cry."

Tang Yu looked up at him in a daze, and struggled a few times to pull his hand out, but he couldn't twist Fang Baizhou's strength. His own heartbeat was beating suddenly at the wound on the palm of his hand. When he was close to the man's chest, he clearly He felt Fang Baizhou's strong heartbeat.

It seemed to be fused with his tightly.

Live.

did not go.

He caught it.

Tang Yu's lips were blocked, his eyes diverged, his hot breath poured down, and the tip of his nose lingered with the addictive mint aroma. He was in a trance, feeling as if he was tightly wrapped by sea water, but he couldn't help drowning Deeper.

His fingertips dug deep into the man's hair.

He actively poked out the tip of his tongue to find the heat source greedily, his limbs that had fallen into ice began to warm up, and the unpleasant coffee smell in his mouth seemed to be completely washed away, replaced by his favorite breath.

Xiao Yi shouted in surprise in the dark and mosaic environment.

[The indicators on the host's body are normal now, Shen Chuan's godhead seems to be gone, it seems to be taken away by Fang Baizhou, there is no big problem with Fang Baizhou, there will be no rejection, he sleeps to be a Dreams are enough, the host's physical fitness seems to be really bad, and as expected, ordinary people still can't bear the godhead...]

"Your mother... shut up... noisy..."

Tang Yu wanted to speak intermittently in his consciousness, but because he was not paying attention, he was suddenly pinned down by the back of his head, and his body leaned forward, getting a little closer to the man.

The scalp from being kissed was numb, Tang Yu sat on the man's lap, subconsciously rubbed it a few times, squinted his eyes slightly and poked his hands into Fang Baizhou's suit, a strong sleepiness suddenly hit him, he blinked his eyes and returned the favor. Before he could react, he let go of his hand, and fell asleep a little tired.

Fang Baizhou caught Tang Yu's limp body, stopped his hand that was unbuttoning it, looked at the time with deep eyes, pulled the soft blanket over, let Tang Yu lie down and sleep, and covered him up to make sure there was no air leakage. Only then slowly stood up.

After leaving the door of the lounge, Fang Baizhou's face was a little gloomy.

Jiang Zhou was glanced at, and hurriedly walked over seriously, bent slightly, "Mr. Fang."

"I'll be back later. Tang Yu slept lightly and couldn't find what I wanted to cry when I woke up. Tell him I'll be right back."

He has to go to the bathroom.

After he reacted, Tang Yu didn't want to be responsible at all and fell asleep. If Tang Yu had work to do today and cried so much when he first met, he would have taken him away by forceful means.

Pampered and proud.

Jiang Zhou bit the bullet and agreed.

Mr. Tang will cry if he can't find anyone?

It sounded like a fairy tale to him.

Having been with Mr. Tang for so long, he always felt that Mr. Fang had a deep filter when he looked at Mr. Tang.

"Contact Special Assistant Li and ask him to prepare the most complete medical kit as quickly as possible."

Jiang Zhou asked quickly, "President Fang's injury recurred?"

It was only after being mentioned that he vaguely felt that his left arm, which was dragged around by Tang Yu just now, was aching. Fang Baizhou waved his hand indifferently, "It's not me, Tang Yu's hand was injured. I'll come back later to help him treat the wound."

……

"Where's Tang Yu?" After searching around the crew for a long time, subconsciously avoiding the cloudy clouds and Li Tingdong who was angry with two cups of coffee at the table, Yu Mufeng quickly found Tang Yu's agent, "He sent me a message this morning He said he was coming, so you ran over?"

Yu Mufeng didn't have much to do today, but he still made it to lunch time, followed by a silent follower.

Duan Shi'an, the follower, repeatedly made sure that the latest demo was stored in his phone, and it was a flawless version that he had revised several times with his teacher. He was ready to meet Tang Yu with full of anticipation.

"I told you not to transfer the deposit during the last meal. I could have brought it to Tang Yu that day, and I have to run again today." Yu Mufeng complained, but his hand was on Duan Shi'an's head Shang rubbed lightly, "It's my last privilege to see Tang Yu at my place, this is the last time this week."

Duan Shi'an's nose was red, and his eyes curved towards Yu Mufeng's smile, "Okay, Yu, Yu Mufeng, if you are unhappy..."

"I'm not upset."

Duan Shi'an said oh, he looked down at the toe of the shoe, and tightened his palms, as if he was upset about something.

Fu Zhao interjected coolly, "It's not a coincidence, you may have made your trip in vain."

"Tang Yu had a problem with the filming just now, and now he is in the lounge, accompanied by Mr. Fang. He should be sleeping."

Duan Shi'an immediately became nervous, "What happened to Brother Tang Yu?"

"You're catching a cold. You just called it cold. Go back to sleep and you'll be fine." Fu Zhao glanced at his watch, "If you're patient and want to see Tang Yu today, you can wait here, but I don't want to I dare not promise, there will be a night scene at nine o'clock in the evening, I told Tang Yu before, and he said he will come back after he catches up on his sleep and continue shooting. You should wait until after nine o'clock and he should come out."

Yu Mufeng looked back at him, "Want to see?"

Duan Shi'an fiddled with the headphone cable, "Nine o'clock, nine o'clock is not too late."

Suppressing the jealousy that was about to come out in his heart, Yu Mufeng told himself ten thousand times that his boyfriend was chasing stars, chasing stars.

"Come and follow me, don't blame me if you get lost and don't see anyone."

The collar was suddenly lifted off, Duan Shi'an acted cleverly, and hurriedly followed Yu Mufeng's footsteps.

Yu Mufeng, who was quietly reading the script, was called away by the manager for a few minutes. When he came back, he saw Duan Shi'an bending over to pull the grass on the ground, muttering something in his mouth.

When I listened closer, I realized that Duan Shi'an had been reciting three words.

"Yu, Yu Mufeng"

"Yu Mu...Feng"

After leaning back and listening for a while, Yu Mufeng said suddenly, "You called me?"

Duan Shi'an didn't expect him to come back so soon, his neck shook and he stood up in fright, and said in a panic, "No, no! I just read it casually, and I didn't call you."

"Why are you saying my name?"

Duan Shi'an looked away from him, and whispered, "I don't want to stutter, read it a few more times."

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[Mr. Fang: Too noisy, squeamish. 】

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