Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

Wang Miao left.

Of course it's not the one who "went away", but left the hospital and left.

Where to go?

do not know.

The news came very suddenly. Jiang Lin, who happily wanted to come to Wang Miao to share his new insights, froze in place. My heart didn't know where to go.

Jiang Lin was stunned for a while, then turned around and rushed to Nan Xun's office angrily, but this time he opened the door with a kick. Nan Xun raised his head behind the computer and glanced at it. There are already counts, and Wang Miao must have run away. This is to find someone, but it is useless to find yourself. No one told where Wang Miao went, including herself. Nan Xun lowered his head again and focused his attention on the front. Spider Solitaire.

"Where's Wang Miao?" Jiang Lin pushed Nan Xun's computer aside, grabbed Nan Xun's collar across the table and pulled him in front of him.

"I don't know." Nan Xun propped the table to keep a certain distance from Jiang Lin.

"He's a patient, do you want him to die? If he doesn't continue to receive treatment now, he will really die. You know, you are a doctor, where is your dedication to work? Did you feed the dog?" Jiang Lin roared.

"If he wants to leave, I don't care. His legs are on his body. I have to stop him if he wants to leave. If he wants to leave, he is willing to leave. The treatment fee will be refunded to you." Nan Xun broke Jiang Lin's hand Open, adjust the clothes slowly, and then sit back in the chair.

"Where did he go, tell me?" Jiang Lin patted the table, this was the first time he lost his composure in so many years.

"I really don't know, I really don't know." Nan Xun spread his hands.

"So it wasn't an illusion. I really missed him again..." Jiang Lin staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. He remembered the figure he saw when he went to Chujiachen School. It was true, it was really Wang Miao. If he had stopped the car and stopped that boy, maybe he would not have lost him. Jiang Lin covered his face and lowered his head dejectedly.

So Nan Xun really didn't know where Wang Miao had gone, didn't he know, really didn't know, Wang Miao walked very fast and quite decisively.

Where did Wang Miao go? Spring City. When the New Year was approaching, he boarded a plane for the Spring Festival Transport and crossed the motherland from north to south. Life was full of accidents. It never greeted people in advance. So did Wang Miao. He had already convinced himself by lying on the hospital bed, but when he woke up, he didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore, for no reason, he just didn't want to.

"Wow, your face is so pale, do you have kidney deficiency?"

"..." Wang Miao glanced at the boy next to him, his heart suddenly suffocated, he silently hugged his schoolbag and leaned against the window, then pulled up his mask and pulled it directly to the bottom of my own eyes.

"Hey, you're going to Spring City too, what are you going to do, go home, travel?" the boy asked.

"En." Wang Miao responded, which was a polite response, but he didn't answer directly what he was doing in Chuncheng.

"Hello, my name is Yan Jiaming. What's your name? I went to Spring City for an audition. What about you?" Yan Jiaming bared his canine teeth and extended his hand to Wang Miao.

"I, my name is Wang Miao." Wang Miao stopped talking.

"Oh, Wang Miao." Yan Jiaming smiled, and he said with a light smile, "It's that Wang, that Miao, I also knew someone before, and his name is also Wang Miao."

"What's none of my business?" Wang Miao asked casually, looking out the window and at the clouds outside the porthole.

"He is very nice, really nice, and he is a friend, but I haven't seen him for a long time, he deleted my contact information, I went to him, but I couldn't find it, I looked for him I've been with him for a long time." Yan Jiaming pursed his lips and said dejectedly.

"..." Wang Miao felt a turmoil in his heart, but he didn't want to recognize Yan Jiaming. A person like himself is not worthy to appear beside Yan Jiaming now.

"I still don't know why he didn't contact me, why he left without saying goodbye in the hospital, I want to share everything about me with him, I want to give him everything I have, but he doesn't give me a chance , Do you think he is very bad, don’t you?” Yan Jiaming looked at Wang Miao beside him and asked.

"Ah, it's not good." Wang Miao agreed perfunctorily, and he kept looking at the clouds outside the window.

"..." Yan Jiaming grabbed Wang Miao's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Wang Miao panicked.

"I'll take a look at your wrist, and I'll let you look at mine later." Yan Jiaming lowered his head and wanted to pull up Wang Miao's sleeve.

"What are you doing!" Wang Miao shouted.

"I'll just take a look, you just let me take a look, and I'll just take a look..." Yan Jiaming pressed his body on Wang Miao's body, broke through Wang Miao's defense with all his strength, and forced Wang Miao's Pull up the sleeves.

"..." Wang Miao rested his head on the porthole, his eyes filled with lovelessness.

"How did you get the scar on your wrist?" Yan Jiaming asked tremblingly.

"Surgery." Wang Miao said helplessly.

"You, you are Wang Miao, the king on the tiger's head, Miao is far away, right?" Yan Jiaming stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to pull off Wang Miao's mask.

"Don't." Wang Miao blocked Yan Jiaming's hand, and said coldly: "I'm sick, it will be contagious."

"..." Yan Jiaming withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, why did you become like this, you still yell at me, you have never spoken to me in such a tone before... ..."

"To be honest, I thought it was you as soon as I came to you. I am so familiar with the smell on your body. Your perfume smells exactly like mine. I haven't come across the same style in so many years." Yan Jiaming raised his hand to wipe Wiping tears, "But you actually pretended not to know me at the beginning. You haven't come to me in Pingcheng for so many years, and you refused to come to me. You even deleted my contact information. You still, you left without saying goodbye, you Still, you still, wow!"

"Why are you crying?" Wang Miao frowned, he didn't tell the fact that he wanted to go to his concert, but said impatiently: "Why don't you understand, I can't appear by your side now, Do you know, you are still on the rise in your career, if I find you, and I offend so many people, they will definitely guess your relationship with me, dig up your past and my past, and your past affairs will definitely be censored. Someone digging it out, although Gu Yi must have done a good job in the aftermath, but he has too many enemies, it is easy to destroy you, I don't see you, I am for your own good."

I am doing it for your own good, all the people in the world who say this will be those who hate the most, but only in Wang Miao's mouth, this sentence is no longer a cover for his own desires, but a sincere promise, he said For your own good, it must be for your own good, Yan Jiaming naturally knew, he laughed through his tears and said: "Brother, you are still the same as before."

"Brother, why are you going to Chuncheng? What's wrong with you? Have you taken any medicine?" Yan Jiaming asked repeatedly.

"Settle down, catch a cold, um." Wang Miao replied succinctly.

"Wow, then can I go to my brother's house as a guest, can I?" Yan Jiaming said happily.

"I don't have a house, I live in a hotel, and I may leave after a year or so. Don't you have a job? What do you keep pestering me for?" Wang Miao glanced at Yan Jiaming.

"Wow brother, you are so leisurely, unlike me, who rush to work day and night every day, just like this time, my manager somehow called me, booked me a ticket, and asked me to audition in Spring City by myself. What are you talking about, that big director hates people playing big names the most, and it’s outrageous for me to go by myself.” Yan Jiaming sighed, put his hands behind his head and said bitterly: “I want to rest too, I haven’t had one for more than half a year. rested."

"Yeah." Wang Miao didn't answer. What kind of person is he? He has lived in a world of sensuality and luxury for a long time, and his sensitivity to people's hearts is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. Wang Miao has already heard a few simple words. The so-called "superiority" that came out of Yan Jiaming's tone involuntarily.

However, it is understandable, becoming famous at a young age is inevitable, so let's not talk about it, just because he has been with Gu Yi for so long, it is inevitable that he will be infected with his faults, the so-called those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, the ancients sincerely did not deceive me.

"Brother, I'll treat you to dinner after the audition, okay, thank you for stabbing me in both sides and saving me from the fire." Yan Jiaming smiled.

"I won't go." Wang Miao coughed, and wanted to dismiss himself after a meal, fooling the beggar.

"Then I'll take my brother to play. I've been to Spring City a few times too. How about I be your tour guide?" Yan Jiaming grabbed Wang Miao's hand and shook it gently.

"Why do you insist on pestering me? Are you really okay, or are you out of your mind?" Wang Miao asked coldly, pulling his hand back.

"But we haven't seen each other for so many years, I want to chat with my brother, um, I also want to hear what my brother has experienced in these years, and learn the secret of my brother being so leisurely now." Yan Jiaming stuck out his tongue.

This year's experience?

laid back?

Wang Miao looked at Yan Jiaming more and more wanting to see a fool. The familiar boy in front of him gradually became more and more unfamiliar in his eyes. Indeed, he had the opportunity to live a relaxed and leisurely life, but he gave up. At the beginning, I just thought that this boy was like my past, but I never thought that he is now more and more like my present, slick, annoyingly slick.

It's just that I have no one to rely on all the time, but Yan Jiaming has Gu Yi's protection, that is to say, he will grow to the point where he hates him even more, just like the evolved version of Chu Jiachen. For some reason, Wang Miao Such thoughts suddenly popped up in his heart, he was taken aback by his own thoughts, and couldn't help but began to abandon the filter and re-examine the teenagers around him.

His complexion was bad, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he hadn't had a good rest recently, but the slyness in his eyes could be hidden from others, but not from himself, Wang Miao smiled.