After the sick top was forced to marry

There was a "jingling" on the set, and even the filmmakers next door heard the sound, and they all put down what they were doing and came here.

Pei Ming looked up, and saw Lin Zijin standing in front of him with a sullen face.

The accident just happened so suddenly that most people didn't react.As soon as he arrived on the set, he stood near the camera not far away, trying to quietly observe Pei Ming's emotions, but he didn't want to encounter such a thing, so he quickly rescued him.

A bit of grievance slowly surfaced on Pei Ming's face, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Lin..."

Lin Zijin lifted his clothes and squatted down, grabbed his arm and looked him up and down: "Is there something wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Pei Ming raised his right hand, a stream of blood oozed from his clenched fist and dripped on the ground: "It's nothing serious, it's just that my hand was cut by something, it's a little... hurts .”

Lin Zijin gave a "hmm" and grabbed his back collar like a chicken: "Get up."

Luo Zhihuai was instructing the staff who were still stupidly standing around to help up the equipment, and walked in front of the two of them: "Are you all right? Is it important? I just called the doctor, and he will be there in a while. Why don't you stop first?" Stop the bleeding?"

Pei Ming stood up staggeringly, with a pale smile on his lips: "I'm sorry, director, for taking up your time."

Luo Zhihuai frowned: "Hurry up and have a look, don't hurt your bones, let the doctor disinfect it properly."

Without saying a word, Lin Zijin grabbed Pei Ming's collar and left.

Pei Ming turned his head slightly, the apology and tenderness on his face disappeared, replaced by a coldness, he looked at Yu Shan who had just got up from the ground from top to bottom, and the corners of his lips curled into a sharp arc.

Coincidentally, Yu Shan raised his head and met Pei Ming's gaze. He bit his lower lip, and when he was about to speak, he heard Pei Ming say, "Teacher Yu must be careful in the future, after all, I won't always be there to help you."

Yu Shan's eyes froze, knowing that he was wrong, the words that were supposed to pretend to be pitiful rolled around his mouth, but he still didn't say it, he gave Pei Ming a hard look and then lowered his head.

"Are you still going?" Lin Zijin said calmly, "If you don't, I'm going."

Pei Ming turned his head, glanced at him quietly, and softened his voice: "Brother Lin, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for me?"

After speaking, Lin Zijin took him to the outside of the set in big strides: "It's not me who hit it."

"I'm causing you trouble," Pei Ming said softly, "If I didn't..."

Lin Zijin interrupted him: "Is it meaningful to say this now? If not, shut up and be quiet."

Sure enough, the doctor was waiting outside the set as Luo Zhihuai said, carrying a medical kit in his hand very professionally.

Lin Zijin led Pei Ming to the table and sat down, watching him spread out his palm, there was a wound on it that was scabbing itself, making the dried blood around him look extraordinarily terrifying.

The doctor also frowned: "Oh, how did this happen?"

Pei Ming said softly, "I was not careful."

"You young people, you should pay attention to it at ordinary times," the doctor said, taking out alcohol and cotton balls from the medicine box, "If you get deeper, you will have to go for stitches."

As she spoke, she pressed the alcohol cotton ball on the wound with tweezers.

In an instant, Pei Ming's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face became even paler. The still intact hand clenched violently, and the nails sank into the palm.

Standing behind him, Lin Zijin saw the little star curled up subconsciously, trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat slowly dripping from the back of his neck, and a dark patch of color spread on his collar.

It's a little pathetic.

He sighed, half of the inexplicable depression in his heart subsided, and stretched his arms in front of Pei Ming: "Catch me, don't pinch yourself."

Pei Ming froze for a moment, and then gave him a comforting smile: "It's okay."

"If you want to grab it, what's the point of being polite?" Lin Zijin said coldly, "Otherwise you won't be able to use the other hand."

The doctor over there scrubbed the cotton ball repeatedly on the wound to remove the dust and debris, and said by the way: "He is right, and you can feel better."

Pei Ming shook his head, a drop of sweat dripped down his cheeks onto the table.

He said softly: "I can't bear it."

These five words came out lightly from that mouth, but they smashed a turbulent wave in Lin Zijin's heart.

He just felt something scald his chest, making people want to escape involuntarily, but he was controlled by unknown emotions, firmly imprisoning himself in place, unable to move forward or retreat.

What can... be reluctant to do.

After hearing this, the doctor raised his head in surprise, and after carefully looking at the faces of the two of them, he suddenly realized: "Oh, you two are from before..."

"Yes," Pei Ming said, "he is my lover."

Lin Zijin lowered his eyes, neither refuted nor agreed, he took his hand back, hesitated halfway, and gently put it on Pei Ming's shoulder.

The doctor cleaned the wound and bandaged him: "Don't get wet in the past two days, and do less strenuous exercise. The young man will recover after a few days."

Pei Ming stood up in response, thanked the doctor, and returned to the set with Lin Zijin.

Luo Zhihuai was losing his temper at someone, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he restrained his emotions and let out a cold snort.

The person who was being scolded was the demon Xiaoliu, who stood with his head drooping, seemingly aggrieved.

"Okay, people are here too," Luo Zhihuai said in a deep voice, "Apologize to him."

Yu Shan bit his lip, his fox eyes filled with tears, and murmured: "I didn't do it on purpose, why should I apologize? I'm afraid too."

Luo Zhihuai was about to be laughed angrily by him: "Why? Why do you say? If it weren't for him to block you, who would be the one with the cut in his hand? Without him, you would be smashed into a hemiplegic, you are quite capable, acting I don't understand, but you understand it very well by pulling people's backs, and you are really condescending here!"

Pei Ming stuck his whole body on Lin Zijin's body, gently put his hand around his arm, looked at Yu Shan and said gently, "Forget Director Luo, Teacher Yu didn't do it on purpose."

Yu Shan casually glanced at the two people's clinging movements, then lowered his eyes: "Besides, he also hit me yesterday, and he didn't even apologize to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his collar was pulled violently by someone, and his body also staggered forward.

Pei Ming opened his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't believe what happened before him.

Just now Lin Zijin, who looked like he had nothing to do with him, held Yu Shan's collar expressionlessly, and said without any emotion in his voice, "What qualifications do you have to let others forget it?"

"I......"

Yu Shan blinked, and a few tears fell on Lin Zijin's hands: "Brother Lin, but he hit me yesterday..."

"I don't care if he hit you or not yesterday, but I'll just say now, don't change your mind." Lin Zijin added a little more strength to his movements, "Just say one more thing? Believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death?"

Perhaps it was because his expression was too serious, as if he was really going to strangle someone to death, Yu Shan's body trembled, and a few fake tears were held back.

Luo Zhihuai coughed lightly, came out and sang a good face: "Okay, okay, don't strangle people, then who, Yu Shan, please apologize."

Yu Shan choked, his voice trembling: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Sorry who?"

Lin Zijin shook Yu Shan: "Who are you fooling? The subject, the predicate and the guest will add it up, and start again."

Yu Shan gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "I, I'm sorry Pei Ming, I shouldn't let him stand in front of me."

Lin Zijin let go of his hand quickly, and Yu Shan stepped back abruptly, almost sitting on the ground.

"Take him back to rest first," Luo Zhihuai said, "I was quite frightened, and I probably won't be able to shoot today, so let's raise my hands."

"Ah."

Lin Zijin spat out a word indifferently, glanced at Yu Shan who was shaking like chaff, and turned to leave.But after walking two steps, he found that Pei Ming hadn't followed, so he stopped impatiently, and just about to speak, he heard the little star say, "I'm sorry, Yu Shan."

Pei Ming looked at Yu Shan earnestly, bent down and bowed to him: "I was too reckless to fight with you yesterday, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Luo Zhihuai squinted his eyes and sighed.

It's the same amount of traffic, and it's the same little fresh meat. Why is Pei Ming so humble and polite, and that little bastard across from him is like pulling two to five to eighty thousand.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Now Luo Zhihuai thinks that Pei Ming is pleasing to the eye, and even wants to hold Lin Zijin, who is extremely demanding, to carry out some ideological education.

What is there to be dissatisfied with when such an obedient child is your object?

Lin Zijin stood not far away and waited for Pei Ming to bow and apologize before striding away from this place of right and wrong, no matter whether Pei Ming could keep up or not.

The two of them just walked back to the hotel silently without saying a word.

While waiting for the elevator, Lin Zijin glanced at Pei Ming and said coldly, "Are you short-hearted?"

"Ah...it seems so," Pei Ming said cautiously, "They all say I'm short-hearted, so maybe I really am short-hearted."

"you......"

Lin Zijin once again tried to feel helpless when his thorns touched the cotton: "Am I praising you?"

"You didn't," Pei Ming said honestly, "You're scolding me."

After the elevator went up from the first floor to the sixth floor where they lived, Lin Zijin continued: "Do you know why I scolded you?"

Pei Ming said "ah" in a low voice: "Brother Lin, I actually thought so. First of all, it's wrong for me to hit someone. The video is a handle in someone's hands. It's not good for you to spread it, so I just I just apologized to him. Now it's our side who is right, and they can't do anything."

Quite an idea.

Lin Zijin opened the door with his key card, turned his head and glanced at him, swallowed the words that came to his lips: "You're ashamed, go take a shower and talk about it."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Pei Ming obediently went to the suitcase and took a change of clothes into the bathroom.

Lin Zijin sat down on the sofa in the room, thinking about how to have a good chat with this careless child, when he saw him poking his head out of the bathroom again.

"What are you doing?" He frowned and raised his head, "Why do you dawdle without taking a shower?"

Pei Ming blinked, a suspicious blush appeared on his face.

He raised his bandaged and gauze-wrapped hands, glanced at Lin Zijin with some embarrassment, and whispered, "Brother Lin, I can't seem to take a bath by myself."

"Can you wash...wait."

As soon as Lin Zijin changed his relaxed posture just now, his whole body became stiff.

He swallowed his saliva, and said as if facing an enemy: "You mean...let me wash it for you?"

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Xiao Pei: Yes, I plan to pass OVO