The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

Blood oozes out bit by bit, Fu Qing panted violently, her lips trembling: "You..."

Yan Jue took half a step back abruptly, her eyes drifted unfocused, seeing the fruit knife stuck in Fu Qing's abdomen, her face panicked for a moment, and then she became cold and pale as if immersed in ice water.

Fu Qing couldn't bear it and fell to the floor.

Ding Li pushed the door open and entered, his face paled in shock, but he was dumb and couldn't call the doctor, so he supported Fu Qing in confusion, not daring to touch the knife in her abdomen.He raised his head to look at Yan Jue, the scars at the corners of his eyes were extremely ferocious, and suddenly he rushed over like a beast and grabbed Yan Jue's throat!

Yan Jue was already sick and weak, but where was his opponent, his face quickly turned from blue and white to purple, and his hands tried in vain to break Ding Li's wrist with bulging veins, and a sense of suffocation invaded his whole body.

At this moment, Qiao Jin came back from the bodyguard who stayed here. Seeing this situation, he was shocked. He stepped forward in two steps and punched Ding Li on the cheek.Ding Li tilted his head and loosened his grip a little. The bodyguard locked his arms around his neck and pulled him away from Yan Jue.

Both of them have sharp and fierce skills, fists and feet | intertwined with each other without any water, and in less than ten seconds, they have already made each other's faces smeared.

Yan Jue coughed so loudly, the fingerprints on her neck were bright red and blue.The noise in the ward caused the passing nurse to take a look and immediately screamed.

Five minutes later, the chaos ended and Fu Qing was pushed into the operating room.Ding Li sat on the bench dejectedly. Fu Lin rushed over after receiving the message. Seeing the situation, he didn't comfort him. He stood for a while and went to the inpatient department.

Ding Li stood up and wanted to follow.

Fu Lin turned around and said, "I will handle it."

Qiao Jin also received a call from the bodyguard, and after listening to it, he suspected that he was dreaming: Yan Jue stabbed Fu Qing?How can it be? ?

But it is.

Qiao Jin shuddered violently, his cold air rushed straight to Tianling Gai, and he ran to the hospital.

There were still specks of blood on the floor of the ward, Yan Jue sat on the bed, staring out the window, but there was nothing in his eyes.In the white and silent space, there is only the slight sound of dripping and breathing.

Until the door burst open.

"...Brother?" Qiao Jin bypassed the bloodstains and squatted in front of Yan Jue, "Are you injured?"

Yan Jue shook her head slowly.

"Did Fu Qing frame you? She must have done it on purpose. Don't worry..."

Yan Jue shook her head again, "I really want to kill her."

Qiao Jin suddenly couldn't make a sound as if his throat was blocked by cotton.

Yan Jue smiled, that smile was as ethereal as a cloud in the sky, and the wind blew it away: "I really want to kill her."

What kind of resentment would make a person with a soft heart say such words?Qiao Jin held Yan Jue's hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you can't do this. Your hands shouldn't be stained with blood. If Fu Qing is going to die, he will die elsewhere."

Yan Jue lowered her eyes, her lips pursed into a line.

Qiao Jin hugged him, "Brother, it's not a last resort, I just want you to be well."

The simple words and simple warmth gave Yan Jue a sense of reality when he returned to the world.This is his younger brother, the only relative he has in this world.

But things have already happened, Yan Jue stabbed Fu Qing, no matter what the reason was, it didn't end well.

The bodyguard stopped Fu Lin again, and Fu Lin's voice penetrated into the ward: "Don't you want to talk to me?"

Yan Jue and Qiao Jin parted ways, each with serious faces.

Fu Lin glanced at the bodyguard coldly.The bodyguard gave way embarrassingly.Fu Lin was finally able to enter the ward in an upright manner.

"Mr. Fu, what do you want?" Qiao Jin started the conversation, but it sounded more like a bluff.

Fu Lin didn't look at Qiao Jin, "Mr. Fu Ming stabbed my sister, why don't you give me an explanation?"

Yan Jue clenched the snow-white bed sheet tightly with her fingers, and her face was cold and hard: "Everyone knows that I have a mental illness inherited from my family. Even if I go to court, it will not change this fact."

Fu Lin raised one corner of his lips: "So, you want to use mental illness as an excuse to escape legal sanctions."

"As for how to escape legal sanctions, I'm afraid Mr. Fu and your sister are the experts." Yan Jue sarcastically said.

Fu Lin took out a tissue from his pocket and threw it on the ground, just to cover the little bit of blood, raised his foot to grind it, and said in a calm tone: "I can understand that because I stabbed you, so you took revenge on my sister? "

Yan Jue didn't look at him, "Whatever you say. The thing has already happened, the reason is not important."

"No, it's important." Fu Lin's eyes darkened, "If you want revenge, come at me."

Yan Jue had scratched the bed sheet into deep wrinkles, he moved the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.

Qiao Jin spoke on his behalf: "Mr. Fu, why did your sister come here suddenly? What does she want to do?"

"Is this important?" Fu Lin said indifferently, "What we are discussing now is how to deal with Mr. Fu Ming's stabbing of my sister?"

"What do you want?"

Fu Lin stared at Yan Jue, "If Mr. Fu Ming forgives me, I think my sister will forgive you too."

Yan Jue quickly replied: "I don't need her forgiveness."

"So, you don't plan to forgive me?"

"Don't dare."

"..." Fu Lin was silent.

At a deadlock.

Qiao Jin said: "If each can take a step back, then of course everyone will be happy."

It can be regarded as a tit for tat.

Fu Qing's operation went smoothly, the treatment was timely, and no internal organs were injured. After sleeping all night, she woke up with a hoarse voice: "Brother..."

Ding Li looked at the man standing by the window.

"Brother? Brother... are you there?"

Fu Lin turned around with no expression on his face, and Ding Li felt his scalp tingling, that was not the way a brother looked at his sister at all, but rather like looking at a stranger.

But that was only a short moment.Fu Lin said lightly, "I'm here."

Fu Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, Fu Ming stabbed me."

"I know."

"What are you going to do with him?"

"Don't move him."

Fu Qing sat up with her arms propped up excitedly, pulled the wound, her face turned pale with pain: "Why?! He wants to kill me!"

"The wound on his body was caused by me."

Fu Qing paused, "... what?"

"I almost killed him, so he wants to kill you. He has a family hereditary mental illness, don't you know? You shouldn't go to him. "

Fu Qing's cheeks twisted slightly: "You mean, I provoked him? I only said three words to him, and he stabbed me with a knife. I think he is not just revenge, he really hates me."

"Why does he hate you?"

"How do I know." Fu Qing took a breath, then lay back weakly, "This matter is endless."

"Go back to City B for treatment tomorrow." Fu Lin said indifferently, "Remember, Fu Ming can't move."

Fu Qing suddenly felt a sense of crisis: "Brother, why do you pay so much attention to Fu Ming? What's so special about him?"

Her brother, she knew very well that if Fu Lin wanted to kill someone, he would not give up halfway easily, unless there was an "accident" that made him have to stop.

But now, Fu Lin not only has no hostility towards Fu Ming, but also protects him after Fu Ming stabbed his own sister, which makes Fu Qing's mind ring loudly, just like when Yan Jue appeared beside Fu Lin when.

Is her brother going to be snatched away again?

Whether Fu Qing is willing or not, she is just a wounded person now. Although Ding Li listens to Fu Qing most of the time, if Fu Lin becomes stronger, he will be fine.Fu Qing was sent back to City B with a distorted expression.

Regarding Fu Lin's handling of this matter, Qiao Jin didn't express anything on the face, and wondered in his heart, did it just pass by so lightly?He felt that Fu Qing would not let it go.

But the most important thing at this time is for Yan Jue to heal his injuries.

Qiao is filming during the day and sometimes at night, so Yan Jue really doesn't have much time, even though he already spends nine-tenths of the time alone with Lu Yu.

Lu Yu didn't have time to chat with her boyfriend, so Lu Yu didn't say anything, but Qiao Jin could tell that he wasn't very happy.

what should we do?

Qiao Jin hated that he was not the descendant of Monkey King, otherwise he could pluck out a hair and become himself to act, and then pluck out another hair to accompany Yan Jue, and coax Lu Yu by being himself.

Lu Yu was so unhappy that he couldn't see Qiao Jin's little friend Lu Sheng. He hadn't eaten the fried rice made by the pretty little brother for a week, and he couldn't even draw.

That night, Qiao Jin was busy until midnight before returning to the hotel. There was a group of small figures sitting at the door.

Qiao Jin squatted down and asked, "Which family is this child lost?"

Lu Sheng blinked his eyes, his cheeks puffed up.

Qiao Jin poked him on the cheek: "It's so cute. How about sleeping with brother tonight?"

Lu Sheng: "..."

"You want to abduct minors?" Lu Yu was wearing a pullover v-neck sweater, with his arms folded lazily, his eyes indifferent.

Qiao Jin laughed: "I want to abduct my underage brother."

Lu Sheng: "..." A mouthful of dog food.

The two elder brothers of the underage child left him, and they went away tenderly in pairs.

Lu Sheng angrily drew two rotten eggs with shit on the canvas, very realistic...

Qiao Jin and Lu Yu stayed in the bathtub for a while, solving each other's physical needs. They were very tired. Qiao Jin almost fell asleep when he moved his hands, and his movements slowed down.

Lu Yu sighed and picked him up.

Qiao Jin regained consciousness a little: "You haven't come out yet..."

Lu Yu wiped off the water drops on his body and hugged him to the bed: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Qiao Jin hugged her boyfriend's warm upper body without letting go, and unconsciously rubbed against his shoulder to absorb the warmth.

Lu Yu touched his hair to comfort him.He knew that it was very hard for him to run around the hospital these days.

In order to reassure Qiao Jin, the next day, kid Lu Sheng was forcibly sent by his brother to the hospital to accompany Yan Jue.

Lu Sheng: "..."

Yan Jue: "?"

Qiao Jin felt very sorry: "Is this okay?"

Lu Yu said, "It doesn't matter where he paints."

Lu Sheng hugged the drawing board, staring at Yan Jue.Yan Jue waved: "Come and sit."

Lu Sheng used to sit on the sofa without saying a word, like a beautiful decoration.

But for Yan Jue, this is a decoration full of vitality, he can't pretend not to see it.The days in the hospital are always boring. It's good to have such a person by my side, even if I don't talk.

"Eat any fruit you want." Yan Jue said.

Lu Sheng nodded, picked oranges, apples and bananas, placed them on a plate, and unfolded his portfolio to sketch still life.

The pencil rustled on the slightly rough drawing paper, the afternoon sun shone on the window lattice, the window was opened a crack, and the dry and cold wind slipped in, convection with the hot air-conditioning and heating in the room, and the sky blue curtains fluttered like waves.The little boy is as quiet as a pleasing plant, breathing out fragrance quietly in his own world.

Looking at Lu Sheng, Yan Jue's heart, which had been depressed for many days, was rarely relieved.

Lu Sheng didn't paint all the time, he still had many recreational activities, such as browsing Weibo, chasing stars, and making rankings for Qiao Jin—a skill point that he had just developed recently.

He didn't even contribute a dime to his own brother, but it can be said that he spent a lot of money and spared no effort to make Qiao Jin's list.Of course, even if Lu Yu knew about it, he would probably support him. Lu Sheng's money was given by him, and the rounding up was that he praised his little boyfriend.

Lu Sheng can find interesting things to do by himself, as long as he doesn't break the law, Lu Yu will support him.

People always have to eat. In the evening, two bodyguards change shifts, one goes to eat, and the other is still guarding the door of the ward. Qiao Jin has four bodyguards in total, and two of them are enough to ensure safety.

The nurse brought food to Yan Jue, and brought a copy to Lu Sheng as ordered, but the anorexic child naturally refused.

Yan Jue was chattering, but Lu Sheng pouted and went out the door.

Yan Jue: "..."

He called Qiao Jin and said that Lu Sheng didn't like the food in the hospital.Qiao Jin said: "It's not that Lu Sheng doesn't like the food in the hospital, he doesn't like 90.00% of the food in the world."

Qiao Jin sighed: "He has anorexia. Don't care about him, brother, you eat yours, and I will give him extra meals at night."

After leaving the building of the inpatient department, Lu Sheng was shivered by the cold wind, but he thought he was a boy and must have the ability to resist the cold, so he closed his open down jacket and blinked his eyes to look around.

Buildings, trees, sky, birds, looking for scenes that can be painted.

It was the time when dinner was fragrant, and the small cafeteria of the hospital was next to the inpatient building. Most of the people who came in and out were family members of patients, packing meals for their own families.

Lu Sheng twitched the tip of his nose like a small animal, frowned, but still had no appetite.

He avoided crowded places and walked to a secluded place. He saw a solitary and thin figure wearing only a black overcoat by the flower bed, sitting on the tiles on the edge of the flower bed not too cold. profile.

Lu Sheng couldn't help tracing the man's eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose with his eyes, and felt that the lines were very beautiful.

Fu Lin was keenly aware of the gaze of others, and turned his face away.

Lu Sheng was timid and hesitated to leave.

Fu Lin took the cigarette out of his mouth, extinguished it, stood up, and walked towards Lu Sheng.