After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

"Yanyan... Yanyan..." He Yang lowered his head and shouted over and over again.

But the young man in his arms never reacted, his body was cold and stiff, and his chest was covered with blood.

The dazzling red dripped on the snow, dyeing the white snow red little by little.

He Yang looked at the blood flowing out in front of the young man, his mind went blank.

The nearby staff also rushed over, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong, what's wrong!"

"Brother Zhou seems to have passed out!"

"You're not hurt!"

A staff member reached out to take out the blood bag from Qin Zhou's clothes first.

It's just that He Yang tightly protected the person in his arms, not letting others touch him.

He Yang's eyes were red, he could no longer hear the surrounding voices, and only the young man in his arms was left in the whole world.

The person in his arms was cold, and his body was covered with blood——

Like a corpse.

It was almost exactly the same as the dream he had before.

In the dream, the young man died in his arms again and again.

"Banquet..."

He Yang couldn't distinguish between reality and memory, and fell into a nightmare, unable to respond to the outside world.

"Brother!" Jiang Lin on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and put his coat on Qin Zhou's body, and said angrily, "If you keep hugging like this, something will really happen!"

After hearing this, He Yang regained consciousness a little bit.

The director also drove over to take Qin Zhou to the hospital.

He Yang carried the young man to the car, put his palm on the young man's chest, and felt his heart beating slowly.

It's alive, not a corpse.

It's just that the person in his arms was too cold, so He Yang held the young man's hand tightly, and warmed up those cold hands little by little.

Jiang Lin sat next to him, took out the blood bag from Qin Zhou's clothes, and put the hot water bottle in it.

The car was relatively warm, Qin Zhou's cold body gradually returned to temperature, slowly opened his eyes, and woke up.

He Yang has been watching the young man all the time. After seeing the young man wake up, he subconsciously stretches out his hand, wanting to touch the young man's face.

But soon, He Yang suddenly realized that his fingertips froze in mid-air.

The young man's eyes were still open, and his eyes were looking forward without focus.

Immediately afterwards, He Yang saw tears falling from those peach blossom eyes.

Seeing Qin Zhou crying, Jiang Lin hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou! What's wrong!"

Hearing Jiang Lin's voice, Qin Zhou instinctively stretched out his hand and stretched it around.

"Jiang Lin, I can't see anymore..." Qin Zhou subconsciously propped himself up, and felt something wrong with the touch under his body, as if he was being hugged by someone.

The eyes are still hurting, Qin Zhou touched his eyes, and said hoarsely: "The eyes hurt..."

Qin Zhou blinked, and more physical tears fell down.

There were bursts of burning pain in the eyelids, as if being burned by fire, and the tears were uncontrollable.

"Huh?" Jiang Lin was stunned, "Can't you see it?"

Jiang Lin stretched out his hand, waved it in front of Qin Zhou's eyes, and finally realized something was wrong belatedly.

Those peach blossom eyes were still out of focus, and they were crying all the time.

When the director sitting in the front row heard it, he turned around and said, "It should be snow blindness..."

Qin Zhou wanted to say something more, but he had no energy left.

Feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, Qin Zhou closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

He Yang looked at the young man in his arms, then stretched out his hand, put his fingertips on the young man's face, and gently wiped away the tears on the young man's face.

Not long after, the car stopped outside the hospital.

When He Yang hugged Qin Zhou to find the doctor, the doctor was shocked. Seeing Qin Zhou's blood, he thought it was a serious injury.

However, after examination, the doctor confirmed that it was high fever and snow blindness.

"Hey, you young people like to shoot that kind of short video. In order to look good in winter, you wear less clothes..." The doctor frowned in disapproval.

He Yang didn't speak, just quietly accompanied him.

The young man on the hospital bed was still sleeping, the nurse came over to give the patient some water, and Jiang Lin also came over with makeup remover and cotton pads, wanting to remove Qin Zhou's makeup first.

But before Jiang Lindu touched Qin Zhou, the things in his hand were taken away.

He Yang took a cotton pad and put it on the young man's face to wipe it off.

And because it was the first time to remove makeup, He Yang's movements were still very clumsy, and the strength of his hands was also very careful.

And just when He Yang was taking off his makeup, Qin Zhou woke up.

Qin Zhou was still a little dazed, and since he couldn't see anything, he subconsciously moved his body.

It's just that Qin Zhou still has a needle in his left hand, so Jiang Lin quickly pressed Qin Zhou's wrist and reminded, "Brother Zhou, don't move! You're still drawing water!"

Qin Zhou calmed down, his brain was working slowly, and asked, "Are you in the hospital?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin covered Qin Zhou's body with the quilt a little tighter, and explained, "The doctor said you have a high fever and snow blindness."

Because the filming team was shooting in the snow for the past two days, the snow reflects the sun, and people's eyes are easily injured.

In addition, the elf's clothes were still very thin, and it happened that the fever and snow blindness came together.

Jiang Lin: "The doctor said that the eyes will be fine in a few days."

Qin Zhou responded, and felt something wiping his face little by little. Someone should be helping him remove his makeup.

It's just that Jiang Lin's voice was on his left, and the person who helped him remove his makeup was on the right. Qin Zhou only thought that the person on the right was a staff member of the filming team.

And the staff member was still carefully removing the makeup, and in the end only the eye makeup remained.

The man slightly raised his hand, put his fingertips on the corner of the young man's eyes and touched it lightly.

Qin Zhou also understood what the man meant, closed his eyes cooperatively, and said, "Go ahead."

The man reached out and held the corner of the false eyelashes.

However, just after the false eyelashes were lifted a little, Qin Zhou suddenly groaned in pain, quickly raised his right hand, and slightly pushed the man's wrist away.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Zhou tore off the false eyelashes and handed them to the right.

The man also took the false eyelashes and put them aside, then continued to remove Qin Zhou's eye makeup.

But this time when removing makeup, the strength of the man's hand was much lighter, and he was more cautious, fearing that he would hurt the young man on the bed.

After removing the makeup, the man lifted the young man up a little and took off the wig.

Qin Zhou also cooperated with the opponent's movements, keeping his eyes closed and not moving.

And because he still had a fever, Qin Zhou still had no energy, and gradually fell asleep again.

When Qin Zhou woke up again, there was still darkness in front of him.

Qin Zhou stretched out his hand and subconsciously scratched to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zhou felt a hand reach out and put it on his own.

Qin Zhou grabbed the man's wrist and called tentatively, "Jiang Lin?"

Jiang Lin was still sitting on a chair not far away, when he heard some movement, he quickly got up and walked over: "Yes, yes!"

Qin Zhou noticed that Jiang Lin's voice was far away from him, so the person he was holding should be a staff member.

Because he was a stranger, Qin Zhou withdrew his hand and asked in Jiang Lin's direction, "What time is it?"

Jiang Lin sat by the hospital bed and hurriedly said, "It's eight o'clock in the evening!"

Jiang Lin leaned over and asked, "Brother Zhou, do you want something to eat? I'll go buy it."

Qin Zhou had no appetite, so he said casually, "No need."

Qin Zhou asked again: "What about you? Have you had dinner tonight?"

"Not yet." Jiang Lin helped Qin Zhou cover the quilt.

"You go and eat first."

Jiang Lin took the opportunity and said, "Then brother Zhou will eat too!"

Qin Zhou thought for a while and said, "Then buy me a bowl of porridge."

"Okay!" Jiang Lin responded, got up and went out to buy dinner.

Only Qin Zhou and He Yang were left in the ward, very quiet.

Qin Zhou lay on the bed and turned over slightly.

Also because of the movement of turning over, the quilt on Qin Zhou's body slipped a little.

At this moment, Qin Zhou felt a pair of hands reaching out from the side, pulling the quilt up a little.

Listening to the noise, Qin Zhou didn't know who the person covering him with the quilt was, but he only knew that it was a boy.

Qin Zhou asked, "Are you from the logistics team?"

The man didn't speak, just helped to cover the quilt, and then sat quietly beside him.

Qin Zhou asked again: "Is it a nurse?"

But the man still didn't speak, like a mute.

Qin Zhou noticed that the man had been silent, so he stopped asking.

Quiet in the ward.

Until Jiang Lin bought dinner and returned to the ward.

"Brother Zhou!" Jiang Lin walked over and sat by the hospital bed, and took out the hot porridge, "I'm back after shopping!"

Qin Zhou also sat up from the bed, but because of a cold, his sense of smell was not very sensitive, and he couldn't smell the porridge.

"Brother Zhou, I'll feed you!" Jiang Lin opened the lid, ready to feed the porridge himself.

But just as Jiang Lin picked up the spoon, the things in his hand were taken away again.

He Yang took the porridge and put the spoon to the young man's mouth.

Jiang Lin frowned in displeasure, staring at He Yang.

He Yang didn't care about Jiang Lin at all, he just carefully fed the porridge to the young man.

Qin Zhou drank the porridge slowly, and because he had no appetite, he drank a little, and said, "No need."

And the man also put down the porridge bowl, took a paper towel and came over to help wipe it.

Jiang Lin also took a hot water bottle and stuffed it under the quilt, and said, "Brother Zhou, take a good rest."

Jiang Lin: "I'm right next to you, just call me if you need anything."

"En." Qin Zhou replied, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Jiang Lin stayed by his side, but he was a little sleepy when he stayed with him until the early morning.

Jiang Lin yawned, feeling drowsy.

He Yang didn't feel sleepy yet, he noticed that Jiang Lin was sleepy, and said in a low voice, "There is a bed next door."

Jiang Lin looked at the young man sleeping soundly on the bed, and couldn't hold on any longer, so he nodded, "I'll just go and sleep for a while..."

Jiang Lin got up and went to rest next door.

He Yang continued to stand beside the hospital bed, watching the young man.

The young man was very quiet when he fell asleep, He Yang couldn't help stretching out his hand, and put his fingertips on the corners of the young man's eyes to rub gently.

Because of the eye injury, the young man's eyelids were still a little red and swollen, so He Yang stuck to his eyelids and rubbed them.

Gradually, the fingertips slowly slid down from the corners of the eyes, passed the face, and landed on the young man's soft lips.

However, He Yang only touched it once, and quickly withdrew his hand.

He Yang looked at the young man's lips, and was a little lost in thought for a while.

want to kiss.