The red and white rose dressed as the male protagonist

"Luo Yun, Luo Yun..."

Luo Yun frowned slightly, his eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes.

Light suddenly flooded into his eyes, allowing him to see clearly the white wall above his head.

The five senses were slowly recovered, and the strong and pungent smell of disinfectant came from the tip of the nose.

He is in the hospital, Luo Yun judged.

"You finally woke up. I went to your room this morning and found you unconscious, so I sent you to the hospital. The doctor said that you were coma caused by overwork, staying up late, irregular work and rest, and insufficient energy intake. Sudden death." Short and concise words came from the side.

The memory was quickly retrieved. He stayed up late last night to finish chasing the novel "Defying the Sky". He didn't sleep until 6 in the morning. After sleeping, he fell into a coma?

The memory is obviously coherent, but he always feels that he has forgotten something, something very important.

Push that feeling down.Following the voice, Luo Yun turned his head to look at the woman beside him with exquisite makeup and capable black short hair around the ears—his manager Fang Pingwan, nicknamed a lunatic.

Because she doesn't play cards according to common sense, she sometimes acts crazy.For example, signing him who was expelled by his mentor.

He looked at her, not knowing why, although he had seen her only yesterday, he still felt like he hadn't seen her for a long time.

It feels like thousands of years?Where did the thousands of years come from? He didn't live in a cultivator like "Defying the Sky", living for thousands of years.Luo Yun complained in his heart, making himself laugh.

"Happy not to die?" After so many years of friendship, she didn't want him to die on the eve of realizing her dream.Fang Pingwan raised her head, was about to get angry, but stopped when she met his smiling eyes.

She had known him for so many years, and it was the first time she felt that his smile was so infectious and seductive.

"No." Luo Yun got up, rubbed the center of his brows, and thought about his words, "Last night, I read a wonderful novel."

"A wonderful novel...you stayed up all night." Fang Pingwan's face sank, and she said in a firm tone.

"Yes." Luo Yun put down his hand, and calmly looked at Fang Pingwan with reproachful eyes.

It's like this again, Luo Yun is a very worry-free entertainer, and also a very worry-free artist.Worrying is that his star journey is smoother than anyone else, so she doesn't need to worry about it; worrying is that he never accepts other people's care.

The private emotions in Fang Pingwan's eyes subsided, revealing her professional and capable side, "There is still an hour before the Best Actor Awards Ceremony, you—"

"I'm going." Luo Yun interrupted him.

Fang Pingwan smiled, she knew it.She turned sideways, revealing four or five exquisite cartons piled up behind her, "Suit trousers, shirt, tie, leather shoes, you prepare."

"Okay." Luo Yun also laughed, how could he forget Sister Fang's character.

"Luo Yun." Fang Pingwan looked at Luo Yun, restrained his smile, returned to a world-weary and indifferent face, and said in a casual and determined tone, "Later on the awards ceremony, you laugh more, tonight's reporter's darling It's you."

With just this smile, the group of paparazzi would be blind if they took a few more pictures.

"Of course." The actor will definitely be his.

Fang Pingwan nodded lightly, and went out to wait for him.

Luo Yun stood up, unbuttoned his hospital gown, and took off his clothes when the door suddenly opened.He pulled up his clothes subconsciously, as if he would be sorry to someone if he didn't.

Fang Pingwan's cold eyes suddenly became sharp, "Are you in a relationship?"

"No, I don't have time." Although Luo Yun said so, he still didn't continue changing clothes in front of Fang Pingwan.

"Remember to report to me." Fang Pingwan looked away and turned around.

Really not.Luo Yun laughed inwardly, with whom?He turned his head and was about to continue changing when he heard Fang Pingwan explain the reason for her sudden opening of the door, "The paparazzi is here."

"Want to escape?"

"No, it's proof of your hard work. No one knows you stay up late reading novels."

Luo Yun: ...

"10 minutes to deal with the paparazzi, 30 minutes from the hospital to the awards ceremony, 10 minutes to walk the red carpet, and 10 minutes to change your clothes, as soon as possible."

"Bang!" The sound of closing the door sounded.

Luo Yun quickened his movements.

After 1 minute, Luo Yun opened the door.

"Let's go!" Fang Pingwan walked fast on a pair of sky-high shoes, but when she was going down the stairs, she stepped on the ground and fell heavily to the ground, her ankle bulging into a big bump.

Just as Luo Yun was about to step forward, Fang Pingwan calmly took out her cell phone and made a call, "Come in, I sprained my ankle."

After hanging up the phone, she took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff before looking at Luo Yun coldly, "You go alone without me, ok?"

"you--"

"Xiao Wan." A man rushed over. He was wearing a peaked cap and mask, covering his whole body tightly. There was still a camera hanging around his neck. He looked like a paparazzi.

"He, my husband." Fang Pingwan leaned her body against the man and let out a puff of smoke coldly.

Only the wrong name was chosen, and there was no wrong nickname, madman, indeed crazy enough.Luo Yun looked at her, "Okay."

He turned around and left, "Remember to watch the live broadcast."

"Remember to laugh." Fang Pingwan replied coldly.

When Luo Yun could no longer see her, her hand holding the cigarette trembled, and was gently held by the man, who comforted her gently in his arms, "Xiao Wan, it's okay. It's okay if I miss this time, there's still time to go." once."

"Hmm." With a trembling voice, she hugged the man.

……

Luo Yun strode down the stairs, he walked faster and faster, the loss in his heart overwhelmed the joy.At the height of his glory, important witnesses were lacking.

He turned one corner after another. In his impression, does the hospital have so many corners?Fourth floor, third floor, second floor...

He looked ahead, the last corner.

However, turning this corner is not the gate of the hospital, but a dead corner.

In a blind spot, a man was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and his head slightly raised, smoking a cigarette.The face is exquisite and beautiful but pale and fragile, and the domineering and powerful temperament on the body blends into a mysterious attraction.

Under the action of inertia, Luo Yun crashed straight into the man's arms.

A man's lazy muffled sound sounded in his ears, and one hand wrapped around his waist, pulling his body that had popped back and fell down into a chest full of smoke.

The author has something to say: Good night~