Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

"D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d--"

The sound of the EEG monitor became louder and more urgent. Amid the rapid and sharp sound, the slender eyelashes of the vegetative man trembled slightly.

Dr. Robert yelled: "My God, look, OhmyGod!"

Song Ran stared at the vegetative, was he dazzled?How can this be?

However, it turned out that he was not dazzled. A moment later, the eyelashes of the vegetative man trembled again, and after a low moan, he finally opened his eyes slowly, revealing those beautiful amber eyes.

Song Ran stared at those confused amber eyes, her mind went blank, what's going on?In the end what happened?Is he dreaming?My own deity is clearly here, why would the vegetative person open his eyes?

He was still in a daze, but Dr. Robert was overjoyed and said, "Great! The patient woke up! Great!"

The vegetative seemed to have heard the noise, and while struggling in a daze to get up, he begged hoarsely, "Water, water..."

Dr. Robert hurriedly said to Song Ran: "I'm going to pour water, you help him, don't let him fall."

"...Okay." Song Ran swallowed hard.

Enduring the strange feeling of numbness in his scalp, he lightly helped the bewildered vegetative to his feet. Dr. Robert brought over a large glass of water, and the vegetative held the glass tremblingly, gulping down the water , looks very thirsty.

Song Ran supported the vegetative man's thin back with one hand, and helped him hold the cup with the other, while trying to turn his head, what's going on?Is there a lonely ghost occupying his vegetative body?As if he occupied Song Xiaoran's body?

The man drank a whole glass of water in one go, and finally came to his senses. He rolled his eyes in confusion, looked at Dr. Robert, then turned his eyes to Song Ran, and then suddenly widened his eyes, as if he saw something. Demons and ghosts.

Song Ran's hair was straightened by him: "What's wrong?"

The man didn't answer, but said hoarsely: "I, I want to look in the mirror!"

Dr. Robert quickly found a mirror for him: "Mr. Song Ran, please rest assured that although many years have passed, your body is well maintained, and because of your slow metabolism, you don't look much different from when you just passed out. .”

The man ignored Robert, and stared at the mirror with those amber beautiful eyes, then raised his head to look at Song Ran, and then looked down at the mirror... After repeating this cycle for more than a dozen times, he seemed to finally understand What, slowly opened his mouth wide, his expression extremely terrified.

Song Ran really couldn't bear such a stupid expression on his face, even if it was a lonely ghost, it looked too stupid, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "What's the matter?"

The man stared blankly at Song Ran, his lips twitched a few times, and then he said softly, "Big, Mr. Song..."

Song Ran was stunned, how did this person know that he was Song Ran?Apart from myself and Song Qingshuang, no one in the world knew about this matter. Could it be that this lonely ghost was a fortune teller before he was alive?

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry..." The man's eyes gradually turned red, and his hoarse voice was filled with tears, "I, I didn't know that wishes would really come true, woo woo woo... I'm sorry, I just want to do it for you Vegetative, I never thought of occupying your body..."

Make a wish?Be a vegetable for yourself?

In the blink of an eye, Song Ran's mind suddenly lit up, and suddenly he remembered Song Xiaoran's diary - "If only I could make him a vegetable", and then he became Song Xiaoran himself.

Could it be... Fuck, there is such a thing? !

Song Ran managed to gather himself together, then took a deep breath, turned to the confused Robert and said, "Doctor Robert, I'm really sorry, I have some private matters to talk to him, can you avoid it?"

Song Ran has been taking care of the vegetative with all his heart, and often does some personal cleaning work. Dr. Robert thought that this "Mr. Song Xiaoran" had some special relationship with the "Mr. Feeling strange, he just told him: "The patient seems to be not fully awake yet, and it is normal to talk nonsense. The family members should guide him slowly, and don't be impatient."

Song Ran nodded indiscriminately and said, "Well, I understand."

Dr. Robert said a lot of precautions before leaving the bedroom.

Song Ran closed the door carefully, then sat on the edge of the bed, stared closely at those beautiful amber eyes, and asked tentatively, "Song Xiaoran?"

The man suddenly opened his eyes wide, the circles of his eyes became redder and redder, and his voice started to stammer, "Big, Mr. Song, do you still remember me...I, I really just want to replace you as a vegetable, and I never thought of taking it away from you." Your body, I don't know what's going on... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

...It really is Song Xiaoran the fuck.

Song Ran took a deep breath, looked seriously at the strange but familiar handsome face, and tried to soften his tone: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to blame you, I should thank you very much. Distance from me Many years have passed since the car accident, and I have been using your body to live these years, thank you."

Song Xiaoran didn't seem to be used to being thanked, he lowered his eyes at a loss, and murmured: "I did it voluntarily."

Song Ran has gradually calmed down at this time, he no longer feels weird and scary, but feels grateful, guilty, and vaguely worried.

From a certain point of view, this is a great thing, he has always been very guilty of Song Xiaoran, now that Song Xiaoran can use his body to live again, he also let go of the heavy rock in his heart.

But from another point of view, the identity of "Song Ran" is very sensitive. The Song Group is already a multinational group with great influence. If the former CEO who once held 35% of the shares suddenly woke up, he would become a She is so soft and silly, she might be taken advantage of by someone with a heart, and even hurt Song Xiaoran.

Song Xiaoran helped him live a new life, and of course he had to protect him from harm. Although he seemed to have some abnormal feelings for him, according to the bits and pieces in those diaries, Song Xiaoran's feelings for him were not so much love, it seemed It's more like a star's illegitimate meal. Maybe after getting along for a while, I will guide it with my heart, and it will gradually fade away.

Song Ran made up his mind, while subconsciously looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, while trying to turn his head, thinking about how to settle down with him.

Being looked at by Song Ran like that, Song Xiaoran's face gradually turned red, her slender fingers grabbed the quilt at a loss, and whispered: "Mr. Song, you look at me like this, I, I feel a little difficult to breathe..."

Song Ran watched the shy and timid expression on his mature and handsome face, and felt that he was almost unable to take a breath, and his whole body was so soft on the outside, that's all, even if it was for himself In order to save face, Song Xiaoran must not be exposed to the flashlight of the media like this.

Therefore, the matter of "Song Ran waking up" must be kept a secret.

Song Ran took a deep breath, and said persuasively: "Song Xiaoran, listen carefully to me, your current identity is very sensitive and can be easily used by others, and now those media are like flies on blood, if they are recruited, It will be very troublesome."

Song Xiaoran twisted her fingers uneasily, her face was a little pale: "The media? Mr. Song, I, I don't want to deal with those people, I can't handle it."

Song Ran nodded, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, there are many people in Song's house, I have a hidden place, you go there for a while, and then we can think about it slowly, okay?" ?”

Song Xiaoran looked at him with admiration and gratitude, and nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice: "I will listen to you, Mr. Song."

Song Ran was very active, and immediately sent a WeChat message to Song Qingshuang, telling Song Qingshuang that she was going to send her in a vegetative state to a suburban nursing home. Song Qingshuang naturally agreed, and called the old housekeeper to help Song Ran with all her strength.

Song Ran refused the old housekeeper's help, and directly drove his SUV into the backyard of the Song residence. He half hugged and half supported Song Xiaoran, who was not very agile, got into the car, and asked him to lie on the back seat with his eyes closed, with his body on his back. Covered with a thick woolen blanket, pretending not to wake up, he walked out of Song Zhai all the way.

After leaving the Song residence, Song Ran stepped on the accelerator and went directly to the Black Cat Bookstore.

It was late at this time, and stars could be seen faintly in the dark blue summer night sky, but the Black Cat Bookstore was still brightly lit. It turned out that Wu Xiaoyun, a group of college students and young white-collar workers organized a Black Cat Reading Club, which held activities every Thursday night. It's in full swing.

Song Ran secretly parked the car in the backyard, and then walked to the bookstore in front: "Xiaoyun!"

"Summer nights are always quiet and sticky, like old silk that has returned to the tide..." Wu Xiaoyun was reading an essay aloud, when she saw Song Ran, she immediately dropped the essay collection in her hand, ran over and hugged Song Ran's arm , "Brother Ran, why are you here? Don't tell me in advance, so I can make you supper."

Song Ran said in a low voice: "I have something to do, come with me to the backyard."

"Oh." Wu Xiaoyun didn't ask what was the matter, turned to the other dozen young people in the store and said, "A Ling, Wu Xiang, take everyone to continue reading, my brother has something to do with me."

The young people looked at Song Ran and shouted, "Wow, Xiaoyun, you look so good!"

"The skin is better than us girls!"

"Xiaoyun, do you have a sister-in-law? If not, there are several single dogs here."

Wu Xiaoyun laughed and scolded: "Hmph, that's a good idea! My brother has a wife, brother Ran, let's go, ignore them!"

The two walked into the backyard, Granny Zhou was already asleep, the backyard was quiet, the black SUV was quietly parked in the corner of the yard, Song Xiaoran was really obedient, and stayed in the car obediently.

Wu Xiaoyun said softly: "Brother Ran, why did you come here so late suddenly? Did that Lin Feiyu bully you? Does he have someone outside?"

"...No." Song Ran really didn't know how to explain to her, "Push over the old wheelchair that my mother-in-law used to use."

Wu Xiaoyun pushed an old wheelchair over with a puzzled look on her face, and then she watched Song Ran cautiously half hugging and half helping a handsome man get out of the car and sit in the wheelchair.

Wu Xiaoyun looked at the man in astonishment, and then widened his eyes: "Brother Ran, he, isn't he... that Mr. Song? Wasn't he unconscious in a car accident?"

When Song Ran lost his memory, he liked the biography "Song Group - Song Ran's Business Empire" very narcissistically. He not only put that biography in the most prominent position in the bookstore, but also strongly recommended Wu Xiaoyun to read it. After reading it several times, I am naturally very familiar with Song Ran's appearance.

She even suspected that Brother Ran fell in love with Lin Feiyu because Lin Feiyu looked like that President Song.

But at this moment, the mature and handsome Mr. Song was sitting in a wheelchair in his backyard, with his slender and thick eyelashes drooping, as if he didn't know what to say.

Wu Xiaoyun looked at him, then at Song Ran, feeling his mind was muddled: "Brother Ran, what's going on? Why is Mr. Song here?"

Song Ran dryly explained: "Song Xiao... Da Song is awake, but his legs and feet are not very convenient, and he wants to stay with us for a while."

"Stay with us for a while?" Wu Xiaoyun looked at the mature and handsome strange man, suddenly understood something, leaned into Song Ran's ear and whispered: "Brother Ran, do you want a golden house to hide your beauty?"

Song Xiaoran lowered his eyes and remained motionless, but his ears gradually turned red.

"...Jinwuzang Jiaojiao!" Song Ran gave Wu Xiaoyun a slap in the face, "You little girl, what are you thinking about all day long?!"

"Oh, I was wrong." Wu Xiaoyun covered his forehead aggrievedly, his dark eyes rolled around Song Xiaoran's reddened ears, and he whispered, "Even if it's true, I can understand it, The legendary White Moonlight."

Song Ran just felt tired, he rubbed his temples, and didn't want to continue talking with this girl: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, you hurry up and clean up the room I used to live in, let He settles down, and remember, don't let anyone know he's here."

Wu Xiaoyun rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "If Lin Feiyu asks, how should I answer?"

Speaking of Lin Feiyu, Song Ran felt another headache. He had already planned to tell Lin Feiyu about his rebirth on the weekend, but Song Xiaoran woke up suddenly, and all his plans were disrupted.

He thought for a while: "Don't tell him for now, I have to think about it."

The author has something to say: Song Xiaoran: I seem to be dreaming, I'm going to live in the idol's room, I'm going to sleep in the idol's bed