Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Regarding this problem, Quan Zhilong seems to be entangled in one problem. He gave birth to himself and didn't care about it. What kind of mother is this? It's been two years since she hung up on him. Already regressed, how can I teach my son manners and etiquette?

【Yeah... I just can't stand it. Isn't Yu Shu still young, a child from a single-parent family, and his heart is already very fragile. Have you watched books and TV for nothing for so many years?Fortunately, you are still a writer, so if you don’t know how to take care of children, don’t have them. ] Just because the phone was hung up, Quan Zhilong typed a few words in anger, and clicked send without hesitation.

[If you hadn't said to break up, would things have turned into what they are today? 】

[It can't be because of the breakup, it means that my parents owe you and have to take care of the children for you. 】After sending out, he threw away the phone, probably because he made a big move, and almost woke up Yu Shu who was asleep.

He Ercheng, who was still in Japan, had just returned to the hotel. When she was about to sit down and rest, she received a call from Quan Zhilong. It turned out to be an unfamiliar call, so she answered it directly.

But when she heard the familiar voice, she panicked and couldn't deal with it.

After a long time, she calmed down again and spoke ruthlessly.

Regarding the matter of Quan Yushu, He Ercheng never thought that one day his first phone call was to blame her.

"Er Cheng." When Shen Jun came over with the medicine, her hands began to tremble again, "Relax a bit, don't think too much, and you can bring Yu Shu back when the things here are over."

"He blames me, you know? He blames me for giving birth to the child and not taking care of it, and for throwing Yu Shu to his parents." He Ercheng cried and grabbed Shen Jun's hand, "If it wasn't for his future Can I work so hard? He will go to school in the future until he is 18 years old. We, Yu Shu, will live a life without worrying about food and clothing, and be happy. If we don’t have money, we can’t do anything.”

"I know, I know everything, you take the medicine first." Shen Jun poured the pills into her palm and gave her mineral water.

He Ercheng just threw it away after changing hands: "I don't want to eat it, it's useless."

"Er Cheng, I'll find a doctor when I go back. Let's try another medicine. Think about Yu Shu. You have to take care of Yu Shu after you go back." Shen Jun persuaded him earnestly, took the medicine again and put it in his palm, She just ate it.

Saying that he was tired, he went back to the room like a walking dead and closed the door.

Jian Ermo came back from the outside, saw that Shen Jun was still there, changed his shoes, and asked, "Why are you still here? How is sister?"

Shen Jun cleaned up the things on the table, and asked, "Why are you here now?" After asking, he pulled her outside the door, feeling that He Ercheng couldn't hear him, and said, "You should call the old man, Stopped her work."

"No, the Jane family depends on her now. Grandpa is pinning her hopes on it. Don't stir up trouble. If you don't have a job, my sister will definitely think wildly again. She insists on staying in this ghost place. I really regret letting my grandpa let her go. She gave birth to Yu Shu in Seoul." Jian Ermo hammered on the door and planned to go in again, she couldn't make a decision about work.

"But... your sister's mental state has reached its limit. If this continues, what will Yu Shu do? Do you want to see Yu Shu without a mother?" Shen Jun grabbed her arm, a little angry at her selfish words "It's true that I like He Ercheng. It's because I like her that I don't want to see her like this. She is sick. She has been sick since she returned to China. She keeps saying that she likes sister Ercheng the most, but have you ever thought about her?" How do you feel? She told me many times that she would not marry me. I actually accepted it long ago, but you always mention this in front of her. Isn’t it putting pressure on her from the side? Are you a family member? No matter what you do What, she supports you, including your wanting to be a director, but what do you do every day? It’s not her body that hurts, but her heart. Jian Ermo, your grandpa may have a generation gap, I don’t understand, but you should be very clear, No matter how someone watches for 24 hours, it is useless when the spirit breaks down."

"I know, my sister likes to write books, and I also like the stories she writes, but this kind of space is too much, and it will make her think about him crazily, so what? He won't know, and he doesn't want to Let him know."

Shen Jun's face was flushed red, he walked back and forth with his hands on his hips, and finally nodded giving up: "Okay... Sure enough, we didn't grow up together, so I didn't even care about her life or death. What a younger sister, she's selfish enough." Disappointed. He turned around and went back to his room.

"Shen Jun!" Jian Ermo called him, but he had already gone away, "Of course it's not what you think, but I don't know what to do to be good." If it's really so selfish, why bother to help her back Things about Seoul are hidden from grandpa.

If possible, she also wants to help her sister share some work, but she is not a sister after all, and she doesn't have such a strong memory. Only after Hormon.

"Sister." Jian Ermo knocked on the door of the room, then pushed it open again, and saw He Ercheng curled up on the bed, covered tightly by the quilt, "Are you asleep?"

Seeing that He Ercheng ignored her, she pretended to be asleep, leaning directly on the sofa to sleep, the smell of wine in her mouth stimulated her brain: "Wine is really good." She thought to herself, and soon fell asleep .

Not knowing when it was, she opened her eyes in a daze and saw that there was no one on the bed, and subconsciously called Shen Jun.

She heard the knock on the door tiredly before opening it.

"When did you go out?" Shen Jun hurriedly changed into the clothes he just changed last night.

"I don't know. When I woke up, I found that the person was gone." Jian Ermo was terrified. Thinking of what Shen Jun said before going to bed, she seemed to feel that she would be disappointed by the people around her at any time. Could it be that this time, tell her Does Yu Shu not work anymore?

"Come on, let's go to the front desk and adjust the surveillance." Shen Jun almost subconsciously grabbed Jian Ermo's hand.

But at the elevator entrance, I saw her standing there pressing the elevator button. The door opened and she didn't go in, but kept pressing. This level has affected the hotel, and even the hotel manager in a suit is asking.

"I'm sorry, she is my sister." Jian Ermo apologized to the hotel manager.

After finishing speaking, she was about to ask what she was doing, and even pulled her, but was stopped by the hotel manager: "It seems to be sleepwalking."

"Sleepwalking?" Jian Ermo hurriedly withdrew her hand and looked at Shen Jun.

"He's a singer, so there's only music with his voice, which is more recognizable?" Shen Jun is a doctor, and he knows He Ercheng's situation very well, so the situation of talking to himself is becoming more and more frequent. He also looked up some books based on the symptoms, and he also had some knowledge about the diseases that would occur in the future.

"Oh, that's right." Jian Ermo choked up and unlocked the phone, and said, "I originally kept the number, and if my sister had a bad life, I planned to call him directly to scold him. Now, I don't believe it." Sniffing, while pressing the screen hard, he found the phone.

"It's so late, who is it?" Quan Zhilong pressed the answer button cursingly, and forgot to turn off the sound, fearing that the ringtone would disturb Xiao Yushu's sleep, he was a little annoyed, "Ah... don't you need to sleep at night? What time is it. "

"It's me, Jian Ermo." Jian Ermo angrily announced his family name.

"Well, what then?" Quan Zhilong got up and surrounded the quilt in a circle. As long as he was on which side, he would almost always lean next to him in the second half of the night, in order to prevent him from falling out of bed.

"My sister, do you have anything to say to my sister? Anything is fine." Jian Ermo turned on the loudspeaker.

"What are you talking about? It's not always that she's hanging up on me, asking me to have something to talk about. She doesn't care about her own son, hey~~ Forget it, what's the use of talking about it, and it's not my child. So much." Obviously felt that there was nothing to talk about, but Quan Zhilong still unknowingly babbled a lot, and hadn't figured out why when he made this call suddenly, he heard a little confusion over there.

I could only hear an unfamiliar voice speaking, as if finally relieved.

And Jian Ermo didn't speak directly, but just said: "Is that all right? Do you want to go to the hospital?" "Sister, can you hear me?"

"What's the matter?" Quan Zhilong wanted to ask, but He Ercheng's voice was silent throughout the whole process, but it seemed that everything had something to do with her.

"It's okay, I'll hang up first, good night." Jian Ermo hung up the phone in a hurry.

This made Quan Zhilong very disturbed, but who would he ask at such a late hour?

Two days later, He Ermeng and Li Zhien appeared at home. Li Zhien was arranging things for the child and putting them in the middle of the living room.

Because of the early time and the lack of seeing He Ercheng.

"It's an old problem." Hor Meng didn't hide anything, but he took advantage of Xiao Yu's book not coming down.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Mother Quan asked worriedly, "In this way, she can still take care of the child? How about Yu Shu..."

"No need, I think Yu Shu is here, she will cheer up even more." But Hormon didn't exaggerate the matter.

"Beautiful sister." Yu Shu ran over happily when he saw Li Zhien.

"Ah... how can you just ignore me when you see a beautiful woman?" Quan Zhilong stood outside helplessly, watching Xiao Yushu run towards Li Zhien.

Li Zhien turned around to take a look, and moved his face closer. Xiao Yushu's every meeting ceremony is to "kiss" to show friendship.Finally she said: "Mom is back, are you happy?"

"Then why isn't my mother picking me up, but the pretty sister?" Yu Shu looked at Li Zhien with curious eyes.

Li Zhien touched his head: "Be good~~ Mom is sick, go back and be good, my beautiful sister will often come to play with you."

"Have you taken your medicine? Will it hurt?"

"No, just like Yu Shu, when you feel uncomfortable, you can cry for a while and you'll be fine."

"Is it a cold? Or gastroenteritis?" Quan Zhilong asked with concern, remembering that Jian Ermo called him mysteriously in the middle of the night a few days ago.

"None." Li Zhien denied, "By the way, you are not going to the company now? You are at home in broad daylight."

Quan Zhilong pointed at him amusedly: "It's not because of him, he follows me everywhere, and it's not convenient to take him to the company, and he simply doesn't have a sure job, so he stays at home."

"En." Li Zhien responded, zipped up the suitcase again, looked around, and when he was sure there was nothing wrong, he said, "Remember to go to the dinner arranged by Xiaolin O'Neill, I managed to persuade Ercheng to go with you of."

"It's only been a few days. Isn't she sick? Can you still go?" After listening to Quan Zhilong, he still looked forward to it. He could sit down and have a meal. During the year, she had a good and bad life.

"Go, you..." Li Zhien hesitated to speak, but turned his head and said, "Forget it." There is nothing to explain, "Let's treat it as the last meeting."

"It seems that she really hates me now." Quan Zhilong smiled helplessly.

"It's not that I hate it." Li Zhien quickly took the things and led Yu Shu to him, "Would you like to hug him again?"

Quan Zhilong looked at the luggage in her hand, bent down to pick it up with one hand, and relieved her some burden before going downstairs.

The author has something to say: I am too depressed, I have to write in a positive direction, otherwise it will not be finished.