The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Lu Qiu knew that Zhao Qian had listened, and he sneered: "Isn't the recording studio I'm using used to be used by Shen Heqiu? His previous touches in the recording studio are still there."

Zhao Qian immediately asked back: "Are all the revised historical records also there?"

Lu Qiu: "Yes. Qu Ming asked me to delete it before, but I made a backup copy."

As he spoke, he said maliciously, "If you want me to help you, you can."

"But your attitude just now," Lu Qiu paused, and said sarcastically, "is it the attitude of asking for help?"

He waited for Zhao Qian to humbly beg him, but what he heard was not what he wanted to hear.

Zhao Qian sneered: "Do you think you can put yourself on top and blackmail people by holding those de's?"

"Whether you want to talk about this deal or not, if you don't talk about it, get out of here."

Lu Qiu blushed from the choking, he really had to talk, and begged them to have a deal.

He took a deep breath, held back his anger and said, "I'll talk, but I won't make this deal with you."

"I want to talk to Shen Heqiu's benefactor."

He was thoughtful, Qu Ming would find it troublesome in his current situation, let alone Zhao Qian who had always disliked him.

Finding Shen Heqiu's benefactor is the best deal. Since that benefactor can bring Shen Heqiu back to life, why can't Lu Qiu be brought back to life?

Zhao Qian exploded when he heard it: "Put your mother's bullshit gold master, Shen and Qiu can come to this day all by themselves step by step, there is no money at all—"

Upon hearing this, Yi Sheng suddenly said, "Give me the phone."

"I'll talk to him."

Yi Sheng took the phone and said indifferently, "Let's talk."

Lu Qiu was overjoyed: "I'll touch de for you, you have washed the dirty water off Shen Heqiu's body, and you have to fish me out of the dirty water too."

"I don't ask to return to the entertainment industry, just get me out of the detention center!"

Lu Qiu twisted his face and said harshly.

These days, he is almost driven crazy by the police, and the crime of intentional injury should be sentenced.

He is still so young... His future is really ruined if he goes in, and he still wants to come back.

Yi Sheng's expression was calm, it was impossible for him to help Lu Qiu: "Then don't bother Mr. Lu to help."

"Wait!" Lu Qiu didn't expect that the other party didn't play cards according to the routine, so he panicked, "Why? I have—"

Yi Sheng interrupted coldly: "Who made you think I couldn't find those things?"

It's not difficult to check these, but it takes a little longer, and he doesn't want the children to be wronged for a while under his nose.

Lu Qiu was speechless, he was extremely unwilling, but he didn't open his mouth for a long time.

Yi Sheng didn't want to waste any more time, and was about to hang up the phone: "Mr. Lu, you have to bear the consequences for what you do, goodbye."

Lu Qiu was in a hurry, he said loudly: "Wait!"

"I'll change one! I'll change one condition!"

"Agree to this condition, and I will immediately pass on the backups of those de-touches to you."

"I know you want to take revenge on Qu Ming, I just want him to fall to the same level as me!"

He looked sinister: "I'm having a hard time, and he shouldn't think about it either."

Yi Sheng spoke slowly, and his attitude towards Lu Qiu's words was casual: "Okay."

"I hope Mr. Lu can keep his promise."

The phone was hung up, and Lu Qiu was still talking to himself: "It's Qu Ming who caused me to be like this. It's all Qu Ming's fault. Why can Qu Ming live so well when I'm like this?"

"I want him to go to hell with me."

Because he was afraid that if Shen and Qiu would stay on the set, there would be a lot of discussion in places with many people. If he heard it, it would be very detrimental to his current state of mind.

So Zhao Qian negotiated with the program team and asked Shen Heqiu to temporarily stop the recent recording.

Yi Sheng asked the program team's regular follow-up doctor to bandage Shen Heqiu's wounds, and then took them home first.

Shen Heqiu's illness this time seemed to be a bit serious, with a certain tendency of self-harm. Yi Sheng was worried, so he simply called Jiang Zhengbo and explained the situation.

After Jiang Zhengbo listened, he was silent for a moment, but he still couldn't hold back and said: "He was placed directly in front of the stimulus source, and it's lucky that he didn't have more terrible symptoms."

Although he has been with Yi Sheng for many years and knows that the other party is reliable, what happened this time is not Yi Sheng's fault.

But out of the benevolence of the doctor, I still can't help but say a few words: "Now you have become his subtle support, if you want to accompany him in the treatment until he recovers, you should pay more attention to him, and try to eliminate everything that may irritate him. his factor."

Yi Sheng didn't refute Jiang Zhengbo's words: "I was negligent this time."

Jiang Zhengbo also knew that Yi Sheng was already very cautious, but emergencies are always inevitable. He sighed and said, "It's not your fault, and you don't have to blame yourself."

"Just something I noticed."

Yi Sheng: "What?"

Jiang Zhengbo: "As I said just now, it's a blessing that He Qiu didn't have more terrible symptoms."

"But the extent of this slowdown should be due to the fact that he was taking antidepressants on a regular basis."

"If he is still taking it, I hope you can take a picture of his medicine for me to confirm, so that the amount and type of medicine in the treatment plan can be considered comprehensively."

Yi Cheng frowned when he heard that, "I've never seen him take medicine."

Except for the drug ingredients found in the blood test when Shen and Qiu were hospitalized last time, Yi Sheng never saw the slightest trace of the drug.

Looking back, he seemed to have never seen Shen Heqiu taking medicine in front of him.

Jiang Zhengbo: "Some patients with depression will feel ashamed and inferior when taking drugs. He Qiu may take it behind your back, without letting you see it."

"Although this is not very polite, I still hope that you will take the opportunity to see where he keeps the medicine."

Shen and Qiu are now asleep in Yi Cheng's room, and Yi Sheng was still by the bedside with Shen and Qiu until the phone call with Jiang Zhengbo.

Little Nightingale's hiding place must be in a place where he can rest assured that he can check it all the time. The most suitable thing is undoubtedly the nest that Little Nightingale built herself.

Shen and Qiu's own bedroom.

Yi Cheng walked to the bedroom next door to his room, looked around, and searched for the wardrobe, bedside table, and desk drawers where things could be hidden.

Finally, in the bottom drawer of the bedside table, pull out a whole drawer of medicine bottles and boxes.

Yi Sheng's face was a bit ugly, because those bottles and cans filled the entire drawer, full of them.

There are too many.

Jiang Zhengbo became serious after listening to Yi Sheng's description: "Are there many?"

"Yeah." Yi Sheng took a few medicine bottles, and he could clearly feel the weights were different, and the seals were all opened, probably all of them were taken or eaten.

Jiang Zhengbo: "Don't be nervous, the actual dosage of his medication should not be so scary, it may be that he has changed his medication many times."

"It's normal to change medicines. In the end, only the medicine that is most suitable for the patient and has the least side effects will be determined to take."

"The only thing I'm worried about is that He Qiu is very afraid of the doctor. After prescribing the medicine, he probably never came back for a visit."

"So the medicine he took may not be the most suitable for him, because there is no doctor to follow up for him to confirm the efficacy of the medicine and adjust the dosage."

"You should guide him as soon as possible, gradually reduce his rejection of the doctor, and bring him to me for a formal consultation as soon as possible."

Shen Heqiu slept until midnight before waking up.

He had just had an illness, so even in his sleep he had nightmares, and the more he slept until he was about to wake up, the more difficult those terrifying scenes were.

It wasn't a very specific dream, but it was dark inside, and the howling and shrill wind made him shiver with fear. He ran forward desperately, but he still couldn't get out of the darkness.

Shen Heqiu woke up suddenly, he sat up, the clothes on his body were soaked in cold sweat, the sweat stuck to his back profusely, and his slender fingers tightly clenched the bed sheet.

The sound of chaotic and violent breathing and the movement of getting up broke the tranquility of the room, and also alarmed Yi Sheng who was standing by.

"Chirp?"

The night light by the bed was too soft, and Yi Sheng couldn't see Shen Heqiu's situation clearly, so he directly turned on the ceiling light in the bedroom.

Shen Heqiu's eyes were blinded by the sudden bright light, and his mind was muddled, as if he had been haunted by a nightmare, and he didn't respond to Yi Sheng for a while.

Yi Cheng took the thermos placed by the bed, poured out a glass of water, supported Shen Heqiu's back, and slowly fed him some water.

Shen Heqiu was sweating all over, and when they were officially thirsty, they swallowed a little eagerly, so that a little water stain slipped down the corners of their lips.

Yi Sheng reached out and wiped away the water stain with his fingertips, put the finished glass aside, and sat on the bed with the people around him.

He shook Shen Heqiu's hand, and it was icy cold, then frowned and pulled the quilt over Shen Heqiu's lap to cover it, and leaned him into his arms, letting the coldness draw warmth from him.

Shen Heqiu felt that his back was being gently moved, from top to bottom, along his spine, bit by bit to ease away the fright that was stagnant in his chest.

He heard Mr. Yi's voice: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Shen Heqiu nodded their heads, and there was a vague response from the bottom of their throats.

"What did you dream about?" Yi Sheng's voice was low and gentle.

"Everywhere...it's dark, there's the sound of wind, whistling." Shen Heqiu's reaction was obviously slow, and after thinking for a while, he finally figured out what to say.

His hand was still held by Yi Cheng, and he subconsciously held it when he spoke, gaining a sense of security that made him stable.

Yi Sheng heard him talking about the wind, and turned his head to look at the window.

It is now the end of summer, and the temperature outside the house has dropped a lot in early autumn, so it is not appropriate to turn on the air conditioner inside the house.

He remembered that Shen Heqiu was afraid of the cold, so he turned off the air conditioner and opened the windows directly to let the night breeze bring in the coolness.

It is probably because of this that children dream of the sound of the wind.

Yi Cheng patted Shen Heqiu's head and coaxed him: "It's okay, the wind came from the open window."

"Jiujiu doesn't like darkness, so the bedside lamp will always be on."

"There will be no place without light."

Shen Heqiu sat docilely in Yi Sheng's arms, and finally felt at ease.

Gradually, I will remember the events of the day.

He lowered his head and saw the bandaged wound on his wrist.

Does Mr. Yi know what happened on Weibo?

Got it... Will Mr. Yi be disappointed in him too?

Shen Heqiu nervously moved the fingers wrapped in Yi Sheng's palm.

Yi Sheng noticed it: "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?"

Shen Heqiu shook his head.

He can't turn his head right now, so he first confided the thoughts circling in his head with his mouth: "Mr. Yi, have you read Weibo?"

Hearing this, Yi Cheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes sank imperceptibly: "I saw it."

Both Shen and Qiu's hearts missed a beat, he was at a loss for a few seconds, and stammered to explain to himself: "I, I didn't do what they said."

"...I didn't plagiarize."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head in disappointment, feeling that what he said seemed weak and weak, not convincing at all, not as authentic and credible as what was posted on Weibo.

A brief silence.

Yi Sheng didn't speak, but first explained his thoughts with actions.

He hugged the thin little Nightingale, and kissed his side cheek lightly, without any desire.

"I believe in Jiujiu."

"I watched Jiujiu write so many songs little by little."

In the recording studio at home, there is a stack of sheet music.

Sometimes when Shen and Qiu get inspired, they forget to eat while writing songs.

His little nightingale's love for music is endless, like a fire in winter, no matter how cold the snow falls, it still burns to its heart's content.

It even made him a little jealous.

"I believe you."

Shen Heqiu slightly opened their eyes wide, and Mr. Yi's figure was clearly reflected in the amber pupils.

Mr. Yi said he believed him.

Sour and swollen emotions spread in his chest, Shen Heqiu pursed his lips, trying to show a smile, but tears fell down instead.

At this moment, Shen Heqiu suddenly felt that it was okay to be hurt by so many bad words.

As long as Mr. Yi believes in him.

That's enough.

Yi Sheng wiped his tears for him, feeling helpless and distressed: "If you cry again, your eyes will swell into small walnuts, silly Jiujiu."

Shen Heqiu hiccupped and retorted softly: "I'm not, stupid."

Yi Sheng laughed: "Okay, you are not stupid."

He crumpled up the paper towels he had wiped off his tears and threw them into the trash can.

It was decided to isolate and eliminate the stimulus source according to what Jiang Zhengbo said.

"Jiujiu, can you give me your phone?"

Shen Heqiu was very obedient, and probably understood that Mr. Yi didn't want him to read those things on Weibo again, so he obediently handed over his phone, and helped tell him the password to lock the screen.

Yi Sheng praised "You are so good", rubbed Shen Heqiu's soft hair, and took the phone over.

As soon as he got it, a Weibo push suddenly popped up on the screen.

Someone @Shen Heqiu's Weibo.

Yi Sheng stared at the screen, the Weibo popup he just clicked on.

The calm face sank a little bit.

Shen Heqiu noticed the pop-up frame on the screen, but couldn't see what it was. He looked up at Yi Sheng, and seeing that the other party's expression was not very good, he moved over worriedly, wanting to see what made Mr. Yi angry.

Then, Yi Sheng covered his eyes and half held him in his arms.

Shen Heqiu was at a loss: "?"

"Jiu Jiu, don't look at it."

Yi Cheng covered Shen Heqiu's eyes, and spoke to him in a gentle and gentle tone, but his face was terribly cold and stern.

The phone screen was on, clearly displaying the Weibo.

[Qu Ming V: About the plagiarism, I actually knew about it a long time ago, but because Shen and I are good friends, so... I don't want to pursue it.I didn't expect someone to blow this up and it made me feel like I hurt him.I have nothing to do with you, can you please stop attacking him?

@Autumn, Shen, I don't mind.But I still hope you don't run away and admit it generously.Of course, even if you don't want to admit it, we will always be friends! 】Yi Sheng lowered his head slightly, the curve of his jaw was cold and deep, his face was as gloomy as water, and his chest was burning with anger.

He looked at Shen Heqiu restrainedly, and tried his best to put away the oppressive feeling on his body.

He didn't want Shen and Qiu to see it, and then he started to worry again.

Yi Sheng turned off the phone screen, and was about to let go of Shen Heqiu's eyes.

His cell phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.

Yi Sheng took it over and took a look, it was Zhao Qian's call.

"Hey."

Zhao Qian stared at the trends of public opinion on the Internet all night, and started preparing for public relations.

When the phone was connected, he immediately stopped what he was doing, and said quickly, "All the backups from Lu Qiu's side were sent just now."

"What do we do next?"

The author has something to say: Let me see which little baby still calls me short!

Isn't this thick and long!

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