The reborn superstar does not fall

But soon, Qi Anran understood that her worries were completely unnecessary.

The Qi Bufu with a bad attitude in front of him treats his younger brother in the same way as he treats outsiders.

Qi Anran awkwardly leaned against the bed with her teacup in her arms, listening to Qi Bufu's cold voice.From the moment he entered the door, the older brother didn't seem to care about his younger brother's body.

"How many times did you tell yourself this is the first time?"

Qi Anran lowered his head and took a sip of tea, how did he know this was the first time, Qi Bufu's question was really inexplicable.

It's a pity that even so, Qi Anran still has to obediently say sorry.

The old man who had given him stewed soup twice brought a plate of dragon fruit cut into small cubes and put it on the bedside. He sighed as he watched the two brothers stalemate again. There were only three brothers in the Qi family. Qi Bufu has been intelligent since he was a child, and his personality is different from that of ordinary children. He is not cute at all. Of course, he cannot get too much love from his parents.Qi Anran was born prematurely, and Qi's mother had a little accident when the due date was approaching, so Qi Anran has been in poor health since childhood. Except for Qi Bufu, most of the family members obeyed him in everything, and it turned out that it was too late to raise a child. It has become such a problem of being fearless and domineering.

It’s not been a day or two since Qi Bufu disliked this younger brother, he had very few gossip news, the only ones that had something to do with Qi Anran, look at his tasteless clothes, fiery red hair He couldn't see Quan Yanren'er's white eyes all day long, so I couldn't feel sorry for his cute name at all.

Qi Bufu snatched Qi Anran's cell phone, rummaged through it twice, and threw it back: "Don't look for me in the future, I will delete my phone number, and warn you, if you dare to let the reporter hear anything about this matter The sound of the wind..." Qi Bufu snorted, and continued lazily, he had already memorized this kind of threatening words, from the first time Qi Anran made a mistake until now, he has been saying this line——

Qi Bufu looked at the expressionless Qi Anran, and felt his brain throbbing. The person on the hospital bed in front of him was his own brother.That's why he patiently reprimanded him again and again, if it were for other people, Qi Bufu wouldn't bother to say a word.

Rubbing his forehead, Qi Bufu sighed, and asked the old man who was standing by the window fixing the curtains: "Uncle Qi, what did your parents say?"

Qi Anran also looked over, Qi's parents?Maybe they are the ones who should be most worried about revealing their flaws.

"The second young master just woke up and I informed them." Uncle Qi looked at Qi Anran with a trace of reproach in his eyes, and he turned his head embarrassedly, and said, "They are very worried, but London has been foggy recently, and all traffic There is no way to return the tools, and it will only be a few days."

"Hmph," Qi Bufu stood up from the chair, "They move fast."

Qi Anran could hear a little bit of anger in his words, she smiled faintly, and stopped talking altogether.Compared with the second son, Qi's parents really don't care much about the eldest son.

Without Qi Anran's tit-for-tat, Qi Bufu's sarcasm was a bit boring, and he left after a while.

Uncle Qi went to discharge Qi Anran from the hospital, and then took him away from the back door. After a while, a large number of reporters gathered at the gate, and the spotlights flickered. Everyone was trying to find Qi Anran out from somewhere. His red hair was so conspicuous, he was recognized when he was carefully leaving in the car, and suddenly a wave of people turned their backs.

Qi Anran's face turned pale, the feeling of being chased and intercepted was not good, it reminded him of the sharp questioning of those reporters when there was an affair with Ji Gehe.

Uncle Qi was a little worried about him, Qi Anran shook his head and looked out the window at the busy street.This is the city he is familiar with, with commercial buildings, squares, and crowded people after get off work. Shen Qing is dead, but everything in the world is going on, and no one will remember him.

Who can't live without whom?Qi Anran found sadly that she didn't miss Ji Gehe at all.

Maybe there was such a sign a long time ago. Even if Chen Ziran sent such a photo, there was not much pain in my heart at that time. At best, I was a little disappointed. No matter how strong the love is, it has changed after so many years It has become plain boiled water, few and tasteless, right?What's more, Ji Gehe is still such a playful person...

After this incident, even Qi Anran herself couldn't tell clearly what kind of feelings she would have for her former lover.

He is not a saint, of course there will be resentment, but more, maybe there is also anger at his unsatisfactory behavior.

The car slowly slid across the street without any wobble and drove out of the busy city into the outskirts. The street trees on both sides gradually changed from tall poplars to dense sycamores. The quiet surroundings looked exquisite and quiet. Qi Anran knew that this was a famous private luxury garden District, single family, each household has enough private gardens, this is a private personal space that will never be violated, the nearby security equipment is very sound, and the urban area also gives priority to providing police force here, so many rich and wealthy people Willing to settle here, safe and private enough.

At least relying on the three levels of gate card, fingerprint, and pupil film, those paparazzi who candidly take pictures will definitely not be able to enter.

Qi Anran pursed her lips enviously, if Shen Qing could have such good conditions...wouldn't be forced to expose the dead body on the street by the intercepted reporters?

Cars are not allowed in the residential area, Qi Anran refused the security pick-up car, and Uncle Qi helped him walk slowly.

In fact, there are only a few dozen families in the entire villa area. The Qi family lives in a very good location, not far from the gate, and the distance is closer. If it is the few families inside, it will take about half an hour to drive in a straight line. It's time.

Along the road is a row of well-trimmed osmanthus of the same size, all planted in generous and beautiful copper pots, which can be replaced in four seasons. Now the osmanthus is in flowering season, and the fragrance of blooming fills the whole street. The golden petals are in the dark green of the sidewalk. A thin layer was laid on the floor, and the petals were soft to step on, but they didn't burst due to the soft floor support, so it didn't look messy at all.

Qi Anran stepped on it again and again, sniffing the fragrance of flowers on her nose, with a faint smile on her face as always, feeling that she has never been so relaxed and comfortable like this moment.

Shen Qing's life was hasty and chaotic.The impoverished family in her childhood doomed Shen Qing to not be able to play freely like ordinary children. Later, it was found out that she was born with poor health, and the cost of treatment cast a heavier shadow on the poor family. Everyone said he was well-behaved and sensible for all kinds of lovable behaviors, but he still failed to overcome the tough trajectory of fate.

When he was discarded, he was actually very young, whether he was three or four years old. Shen Qing couldn't remember for a long time. Because he was ugly, he didn't please the sisters and aunts in the shelter. Although he wouldn't be abused, everyone else Shen Qing has much care but gets very little. When he was six or seven years old, he was chosen by chance to act as an extra in a mythical drama that required many children from the masses. This is the reason why he stepped into the entertainment industry.

From young to middle-aged, he is still a supporting role.

Qi Anran raised her head and looked at the blue and far-reaching sky, where there was not even a trace of cloud, it was as clear as washing.

Qi Anran stroked his cheek hopefully, and smiled from the bottom of his heart—maybe, this time, his future will be like the sky, and there will be no more obstacles that can cause difficulties.

Qi’s house is very big, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk to the front yard planted with various flowers. This is a standard Chinese-style building. Put on cloth shoes outside the promenade and walk slowly. Seeing the servants who are busy and light-footed, they are not the faces of Hua Guo in the traditional sense. This group of foreign servants can't speak a word of Hua Guo, which can ensure the privacy of the master to the greatest extent.Except for Uncle Qi and two drivers, the servants of the Qi family are all Filipino and Indian. The Filipino servants are very capable, and the Indian servants are loyal enough. The more fertile soil breeds self-willedness. Qi Anran, who enjoyed the treatment of a servant kneeling down and wearing shoes since childhood, didn't know how to accommodate others at all.

"Master."

Qi Anran lowered her head when she heard the voice, and saw a brown-skinned man obediently kneeling obliquely in front of him, holding a pair of checked cotton slippers in his hands.

He took a deep breath in his heart. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with his face. He immediately recognized that this was an Indian male servant who belonged to his family. He was born in an untouchable family. He was bought by his father since he was a child. Later, I brought it back and gave it a name. From then on, I began to serve Qi Anran with peace of mind. Since I was ten years old, I have learned how to use resignation to deal with Qi Anran's temper.

"Kaman, put the shoes there," Qi Anran tried his best not to sound abnormal, and spoke clearly, "I wear them myself."

Kaman was startled for a moment, without looking up, he quickly left obediently.

Seeing his figure disappear, Qi Anran breathed a sigh of relief, he never pursued the life of a slave owner in the old society...

Uncle Qi only disappeared for a while when he entered the long corridor, maybe because he was still worried about letting him go alone, he quickly returned to Qi Anran and helped him continue walking in, Qi Anran was really embarrassed, It made him feel awkward to ask an old man to help him. Uncle Qi didn't say much when he saw him persisting, but quietly took half a step back and followed slowly.

Although the two walked very slowly, this body was too useless. When they arrived at the main house, Qi Anran was pale and gasping for breath while supporting the pillars. There were large drops of sweat on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were tired. , his legs were even weaker, and what was worse, a tingling feeling like many ants crawling began to gradually rise from the soles of his feet - Qi Anran knew that his drug addiction had fallen again.

When I was in the hospital before, I had a drug addiction once, and the doctors and nurses tied him to the bed with straps. Qi Anran's endurance was very good, and he didn't make any crazy struggles during the whole process, but the pain was real. existing.

But fortunately, Qi Anran can still bear this level of pain. Shen Qing's health is not good, and because of physical problems, he cannot use anesthesia. Usually, some necessary operations are... compared to the pain of being cut open, Drug addiction is scary, but it's still within the tolerance range.

Uncle Qi was very surprised that time, but it is impossible for ordinary people to think of such a weird soul-moving incident. Uncle Qi's question later, Qi Anran also pushed it away and did not answer it, and the matter passed like that.

The scene in front of him gradually became blurred, Qi Anran knew it was not good, trembling and said to Uncle Qi in a low voice: "Take me to my room... tie me up quickly!"

Uncle Qi frowned, immediately became nervous, and yelled into the yard: "Come and help!"

Immediately, two maids and a male servant appeared in the yard out of thin air. They ran up in panic, lifted Qi Anran up and ran towards the house. Don't let him think too much, before reaching the room, the unbearable great pain had already come, Qi Anran who was not tied up couldn't help but huddled into a ball and began to whine in pain. So Qi Anran was thrown straight to the ground, making things worse.

"What's going on?" A calm voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, Qi Bufu pushed aside a few people and strode over, he was reading the newspaper in the living room, it was impossible for Qi Anran's big fight to keep him from paying attention, as soon as he walked over Why is this the case?

Qi Anran's eyes have long been blurred, but a tall figure slowly walked in front of him, the memories in his mind were scattered and chaotic, like slides flickering and sliding, frozen in the dark autumn with cold wind blowing.

The child who was given sleeping pills was still somewhat conscious, and was moved from the warm arms to the cold ground, with rough sand on his cheeks...

Qi Bufu stared condescendingly at Qi Anran's painful appearance with his hands folded across his chest, his red hair was already a little wet, sticking to his thin face, this kind of Qi Anran looked unexpectedly weak.

Qi Bufu sneered at his imagination, if Qi Anran knew how to be weak, a sow could climb trees.

"Drug addiction? I deserve to tell you, you didn't take the blame for it..." Qi Bufu stared at Qi Anran coldly, as if gloating at his misfortune, he taught him a lesson, but he couldn't finish his sentence after all——

"Brother..." He saw Qi Anran huddled up and lying on the ground, frowning slightly and looking up, his eyes were misty, different from the usual gnashing of teeth, he seemed to be a different person, obediently shouted, "Brother. Can you hug me up?"

Qi Bufu's heart skipped a beat, then he frowned tightly, staring at Qi Anran for a long time as if looking at a piece of trash, but finally he knelt down and hugged him up.

Warm... shoulders and arms...

How many years ago... how many years ago, Shen Qing also had these...

Qi Anran clasped Qi Bufu's shoulders in pain, whimpering like a puppy, how pitiful it is.

Qi Bufu pursed his lips, finally swallowed the venomous tongue, and hugged him tighter without saying anything.