After the change, the stand-in and the second male ran away [Transmigration Book]

In the past few days, the torrential rain in Beicheng overnight has made the sky so gloomy that we can't lift our spirits.

Rongsheng Company has been working with Runxing Company to prepare government projects recently, and Rong Zehuai has stayed up in the office for several nights, and now he returns home in the rain, his clothes are all wet.

There were no lights on at home, and it was pitch black.

Rong Zehuai sneezed as soon as he entered the house, and when he got out of the shower and changed, he received a text message from Qiu Zhuo.

——The crew is delayed by something, and they will go home when they are done.

—Okay, I'll pick you up later, it's inconvenient if it rains heavily.

Rong Zehuai's pajamas and Qiu Zhuo's are a couple's style. Originally, Rong Zehuai didn't like this style, but because Qiu Zhuo bought it, he wore it every time he went home.

After Rong Zehuai returned the news, he went to the kitchen to cook a small pot of ginger soup, filled a bowl and brought it to the tea table, and put the rest in the microwave to wait for Qiu Zhuo to come back to drink.

He put the computer on his lap and drank ginger soup while reading the summary form sent by his assistant.

After drinking the ginger soup, his body felt warm and comfortable. Rong Zehuai pulled the blanket that Qiu Zhuo put on the sofa to cover his legs. He couldn't feel comfortable for a while, so his eyelids began to fight.

It was raining continuously outside, and only a warm lamp in the living room was turned on in the house.Rong Zehuai has been short of sleep for the past few days and yawned several times in succession.It wasn't until he couldn't even read the data on the form clearly that he put the computer aside, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes.

……

Shocked by the thunder, Rong Zehuai suddenly opened his eyes.

"What time is it?" He was awakened suddenly, his heart was beating fast, and he picked up his phone and found that he had slept for more than 40 minutes.

Click on the chat box with Qiu Zhuo, and find that he still hasn't replied to his message.

"Why are you so busy? You don't reply to me." Rong Zehuai got up and stretched, opened the curtains of the balcony, and found that the rain outside was much lighter, so he went to the room to change clothes, and went out to pick up Qiu Zhuo on the set.

The set was in the film and television city, and Rong Zehuai found the filming location where Qiu Zhuo's crew was with ease, parked the car and walked out.

Just a few steps in, I heard the sound of arguing.

"What kind of shit are you acting in? You can't do it well even after filming it four or five times. Can you afford to waste my time!"

A glamorous actor in a costume took the mineral water handed over by his assistant, and angrily unscrewed it.

Didn't you see this person when you visited the set before?

Rong Zehuai was a little puzzled, he took two steps closer to see clearly, but at a glance he found that the person standing opposite the actor was actually Qiu Zhuo.

Qiu Zhuo's fatigue was visible to the naked eye. When he stood there, he was as thin as a bamboo pole, and now his eyes were black and blue.

"Do you think it's so great to be nominated for an unknown award? You've only achieved this in your life, and you dare to give me advice. It's purely sick!"

The actor gritted his teeth angrily, raised his hand and sprinkled the opened bottle of mineral water on Qiu Zhuo's body.

"Are you crazy!" Rong Zehuai hurriedly stepped forward, trying to block the water he poured over for Qiu Zhuo, but was shocked to find that the water passed through him like this, and still splashed straight on Qiu Zhuo's face On, body.

Qiu Zhuo was splashed in a mess, water dripped from his face to his feet.

He gritted his teeth, but still raised his head, "If you think I'm wrong, we can have a good discussion. Besides, you're the one who was called to stop again and again. If you say it's a waste, it's a waste of my time."

Rong Zehuai wiped the water on Qiu Zhuo's face with his sleeve with a distressed expression, but found that no matter how he wiped it, it didn't help, and Qiu Zhuo didn't seem to notice at all, and couldn't hear what he said, and couldn't see his own people.

"Okay, you have a lot of backbone." The actor threw the water bottle on the ground in disgust, "Tell me such a thing, you wait until tomorrow to be blocked by the whole network."

The actor gave him a white look, and walked out the door of the lounge with his assistant. Qiu Zhuo sat down slumped, pulled the tissue beside him, and frowned.

This drama was originally tailor-made by the capital for this top streamer, but Qiu Zhuo was just lucky enough to take on a supporting role.But the top-notch acting skills are really unbearable for Qiu Zhuo. Now that his face is torn, the director will definitely change.

There are so many actors who can't get on the show, and there is no shortage of him.

Qiu Zhuo sat on the chair in a daze, Rong Zehuai wanted to catch up with the actor, but found that no one could see him, so he came back dejectedly, squatted in front of Qiu Zhuo, and stretched out his hand to touch him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Qiu Zhuo, it suddenly became translucent and passed through. Rong Zehuai retracted his hand in a panic, and looked at Qiu Zhuo worriedly.

The door was pushed open, and the assistant director came in bluntly with a loudspeaker.

"You, go get half a month's salary later." The assistant director looked impatient, "The crew doesn't need an actor like you who doesn't know how to behave."

Rong Zehuai was so angry that he looked around coldly to see if there was anything he could do, but realized that he couldn't do anything now, so he stood beside Qiu Zhuo, watching him take off his costume with distressed eyes, and calm down by himself The ones who went to the management to sell their names.

"Where's Sister Li? Why are you alone on the set?"

"Who invested in this crew, I will ask my assistant to find out when I get back."

"What's going on? Didn't you take the actor? How could they treat you like this?"

"It's dark, and you only wear a few clothes. Is it cold?"

Rong Zehuai followed Qiu Zhuo all the way out of the crew, and asked a series of questions beside him, but Qiu Zhuo couldn't hear anything, just walked silently with his head down.

In order to hurry up, he took a taxi from the rented room to the set by himself.The manager is currently busy with other artists, so there is no way to send someone to pick him up.Qiu Zhuo walked on the brightly lit road in the film and television city, but his heart couldn't warm up at all.

The further you go, the more sparse the lights are. Qiu Zhuo walked quietly for a long time, and suddenly realized that he hadn't had time to eat today, so he went to the stall selling sweet potatoes and asked for a roasted sweet potato.

The peddler picked out a big one, wrapped it up and sent it to Qiu Zhuo.

Qiu Zhuo took it and thanked him.

Break off the crispy skin of the sweet potato, revealing the waxy red core inside.The sweet potato in my hand emits a warm and sweet white air in the late autumn night.

The sweet potato stained his hands, Qiu Zhuo hurriedly licked off a little bit of the stain on his knuckles, suddenly the phone in his pocket vibrated, and someone sent a message.

He took a bite while it was hot, took his phone out of his bag, and found that it was the message sent to him by the hospital he went to before.

Said that the medical examination report came out a few days ago, and asked him to check it on the official website.

In this short period of time, I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired from filming or something. I always feel that I can’t lift my spirits, and I often get dizzy and have nosebleeds. There are also inexplicable bruises on my arms. Qiu Zhuo took time to go to the hospital.

For a minor illness, I went to the doctor to get a few boxes of medicine for recuperation. Anyway, there is no filming now, so I just stayed at home to rest for a while.

Qiu Zhuo ate the roasted sweet potato with one hand, while freeing his hand to open his medical report.

"Blood sugar, serum..." Qiu Zhuo looked while walking, and found that several items in it were surprisingly high, frowning for a long time, and finally turned to the bottom of the report.

Although there are some incomprehensible medical terms in front of it, Qiu Zhuo can understand the two big characters "advanced" on the report results.

The sweet potato fell to the ground with a "snap", and fell into pieces.Qiu Zhuo stared blankly at the physical examination report that finally made his conclusion, his heart seemed to be clenched by someone suddenly, bleeding from the pinch.

"Why..." As soon as Qiu Zhuo spoke, he found that his voice was shaking badly, he couldn't even hold the phone with his right hand, and his legs could no longer support him, so he slowly squatted down.

In an instant, all the experiences passed through Qiu Zhuo's mind like running water.He hugged his legs and curled up, taking a deep breath subconsciously.The eyes were already blurred, and the tears fell down uncontrollably.

Obviously I can still film well today, but there was no problem yesterday... Could it be that the hospital made a wrong diagnosis?

Qiu Zhuo seemed to be grasping some life-saving straw. With trembling hands, he took out his mobile phone, found the hospital number and wanted to call it.

Tears dripped on the screen, Qiu Zhuo swiped his hand several times before copying the phone number.

Just when I was about to press the dial button, the phone call from the hospital just happened to come in suddenly.

"Hello, is this Mr. Qiu Zhuoqiu? I am Dr. Liu who was in charge of your physical examination before. I read your physical examination report today. The hospital recommends that you come to the hospital. Although this disease is in an advanced stage, there is still treatment. hopefully, we will..."

The doctor's words pierced Qiu Zhuo's last hope like a needle. He listened numbly to the other side of the phone and finally fell to the ground.

I thought that I had survived the most difficult period of being unknown, and I would be able to shine in this circle as long as I worked steadily in the future.

But who would have thought that God would deprive him of the opportunity to work hard.

The tears on Qiu Zhuo's face had dried up, he hugged his knees and began to smile wryly.

There are too many people in this circle, beautiful, powerful, sophisticated and witty... He is stuck in this quagmire and wants to come out with all his strength, but he doesn't even have a hand to hold by his side.

The great pain dragged Qiu Zhuo into bottomless despair like a thick suffocating mud. His silent cry for help floated into several bubbles, which shattered when they reached the surface.

Qiu Zhuo was alone on the deserted street and could not see hope. The days were overturned and collapsed, hitting his thin and weak spine.

But what he couldn't see was that Rong Zehuai knelt on the ground, hugged him tightly with open arms, and said to him over and over again, "Don't cry."

The doctor said there was hope for treatment, so Qiu Zhuo risked everything in exchange for that glimmer of hope.

After that night, Qiu Zhuo went to the agent to withdraw all the money he had saved over the years, packed up the things in the rental house and was immediately admitted to the hospital.

Although he is alone, his efficiency is surprisingly high.First, he terminated the contract peacefully with the company, then edited a Weibo account that temporarily quit the circle, and then said goodbye to the few fans.

When Qiu Zhuo smiled and waved, his expression was full of reluctance and determination.

The days in the hospital are very boring, but Qiu Zhuo has a good personality. The doctors and nurses on this floor like him very much. There is a new trainee nurse who is even a fan of Qiu Zhuo. He comes here every day to change his drip.

At the beginning, Qiu Zhuo was able to take care of his daily life and do dialysis by himself, but as the days went by and his health deteriorated, he became unable to do what he wanted.

He counted the money and hired a nurse.The nurse doesn't like to talk, but he likes to listen to novels. When Qiu Zhuo is bored, he listens to them together. Although the plot is not very good, it's okay to use it to relieve boredom.

In the ward where Qiu Zhuo lives, there is a small TV hanging on the wall. Usually, the TV will be on when there is nothing to do, and some popular dramas will be played.

Without exception, the top drama became the hottest TV series at that time.During the days when Qiu Zhuo was in the hospital, many actors have passed away, and many actors have exploded.

It's just that Qiu Zhuo can no longer participate in it.

Every time he watched those pictures on TV, Qiu Zhuo would miss those days when he was in the film crew.

But regrets always come.

That day was the last dialysis session, and when Qiu Zhuo got up, he felt his body suddenly regain strength.

The camellias outside the window were in full bloom and fell all over the ground.

Qiu Zhuo sat up and stretched out his hand to open the window, taking a deep breath of spring air.

He slowly lay back on the bed, the nurse's mobile phone was still on the bedside, and an audio novel was playing on it.

The plot of the novel is very old-fashioned, but because there is a supporting role with the same name as Qiu Zhuo, he listened to it intermittently.

Qiu Zhuo closed his eyes, feeling that this life was passing too fast, as if nothing had time to be realized, nothing had time to be done.

Rong Zehuai sat in front of his hospital bed, gently placed his hand on the back of Qiu Zhuo's hand, his eyes were already blurred with tears.

If there is a chance to come back.

If only I could live a good life.

A tear fell from the corner of Qiu Zhuo's eyes, and Rong Zehuai reached out to catch it.

The warm spring outside is like a veil, and the narration of the audio novel played on the mobile phone is getting louder and louder, covering all the surrounding sounds, explaining like fate: "Rong Zehuai walked into the villa, and the double was already in the living room Waiting for his arrival..."

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There was thunder on the ground, and Rong Zehuai suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart was beating like a drum, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

"I saw you fell asleep, so I didn't call you."

Qiu Zhuo came out of the kitchen in his pajamas, holding a bowl of steaming ginger soup in his hand.

"what happened?"

Rong Zehuai didn't wait for him to sit down, stretched out his arms and hugged Qiu Zhuo's waist tightly, and held him in his arms, refusing to let go.

The dream just now was too real, the heart-wrenching and powerless grief engulfed Rong Zehuai like a wave, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"Having a nightmare?" Qiu Zhuo reached out and inserted his fingers into Rong Zehuai's hair, stroking gently.

"En." Rong Zehuai's voice was still a little nasal. He lowered his head and refused to look at Qiu Zhuo, but his arms were still tightly hugged, as if the person in his arms would fly away like a butterfly if he let go.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Qiu Zhuo comforted Rong Zehuai patiently, took his face and kissed his forehead.

Rong Zehuai blinked, but still buried his head in Qiu Zhuo's arms, "I dreamed that you were being bullied, I dreamed that you were gone, and I will never see you again."

"You also know it's a dream." Qiu Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, but he didn't show it.

"I will keep you by my side for the rest of my life, and don't allow others to bully you, and won't let you get sick and be wronged." Rong Zehuai choked himself up again, "Don't suffer anymore, don't look at your face, don't be alone."

"Then you will stay with me well." Qiu Zhuo's eyes were red, and he held Rong Zehuai's hand tightly.

"Never leave." Rong Zehuai interlocked his fingers.

Outside the window is the torrential rain that has subsided, and some moonlight leaks from the sky where the dark clouds have dispersed.

No one knows what will happen in the next second of fate, but the seeds sown have blossomed and borne fruit at this moment.

In the end there will be someone who keeps the clouds open to see the moon.