First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Mu Ye's body temperature was much higher than his, and it was extra warm under the quilt. After Song Jianchu and Mu Ye slept together, it was like sleeping in a stove every day, very comfortable.

He didn't tell stories much, and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Mu Ye asked: "A story that can lull me to sleep."

bed time story?

Song Jianchu thought for a while, but he didn't expect any bedtime stories suitable for adults to tell. He had almost forgotten the fairy tales he read when he was a child, and he only remembered the general idea.

Song Jianchu asked, "Can't you sleep?"

Mu Ye: "Yes."

Song Jianchu provided his usual method: "Why don't you count sheep."

Mu Ye was amused by this method: "Have you counted?"

Because he studied late every day when he was in school, Song Jianchu was more sleep-deprived. The quality of sleep has always been very good, and he rarely suffers from insomnia.The few times I suffered from insomnia were due to being sleepy, but I was too tired to fall asleep.

"Count a few times," he said.

Unexpectedly, such a mature person still retains the habit of childhood, counting sheep when he has insomnia.

Mu Ye was so cute that he just wanted to hug someone and bite him, so he barely held back.

"Who taught you?" Mu Ye asked curiously.

"Forgot." Song Jianchu thought for a while, "It might be my mother, who has been counting since she was a child."

Mu Ye was silent, lowered his head and put his face on his shoulder, and said, "Then help me count."

Can this help with counting?

Song Jianchu said perplexedly, "It works best if you count in your heart."

Mu Ye said, "I want to hear your count."

Song Jianchu struggled briefly, but in the end he couldn't resist his boyfriend's coquettish offensive.

He closed his eyes and began to count slowly: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep..."

"Fifteen sheep, sixteen sheep..."

"Seventeen..."

As he counted, Song Jianchu's voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost fell asleep by counting himself.

Mu Ye couldn't bear to sleep, and kept looking at this cute picture.

After Song Jianchu fell asleep, his cell phone vibrated a few times beside his pillow.After a few seconds of silence, it shook again.

Don't know who has been sending messages.

Mu Ye frowned, stretched his hand over the person to take the phone carefully, swiped the screen to turn it off, and hugged the person in his arms tightly again.

The next morning, Song Jianchu was still sleeping, so Mu Ye got up quietly first, and went to find Dr. Zhao.

Mu Ye asked eagerly, "Isn't the matching result out yet?"

Dr. Zhao shook his head: "Not yet, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the results will definitely come out."

Mu Ye was silent for half a minute, then said calmly: "Doctor Zhao, we can't wait any longer, we have to transfer to another hospital. If the matching is successful, we will receive the transplant operation there."

Dr. Zhao nodded and said: "Yes, I have already communicated with Professor Yan, and now the time to transfer is just right. He is one of the most outstanding experts and scholars in the treatment and research of blood diseases in the world, and he is mainly busy with academics now. Let him accept It is not easy for clinical patients, and I hope there will be a miracle there. Transfer needs some preparations, and I will help communicate with the receiving hospital about the transfer process."

Mu Ye: "Thank you, you have worked hard."

Doctor Zhao smiled: "I wish you good luck."

Song Jianchu woke up and found that Mu Ye was not there, so he continued to communicate details with the planner on his mobile phone.

The door of the ward was pushed open, Mu Ye walked very softly, Song Jianchu didn't hear it.

"You're chatting with Yin Chi again?" Mu Ye's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Song Jianchu looked up in surprise, and immediately locked the phone: "...um."

Mu Ye smiled and asked, "Didn't we just talk yesterday?"

"Something happened." Song Jianchu said.

Mu Ye stared at him for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice, "What little secret are you talking about?"

Song Jianchu smiled: "Just chat."

"What can I only talk to him about?" Mu Ye said softly, "I called you several times just now and you ignored me."

Did Mu Ye call him?

Song Jianchu didn't hear Mu Ye calling him just now, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear."

Mu Ye was silent: "I'm not happy, and you don't coax me."

Song Jianchu said with a helpless smile: "If you are angry, just talk to him."

Mu Ye stared at him, his eyes gradually turned red, and asked softly, "You think I'm annoying?"

Since being hospitalized, Mu Ye has always been calm and reliable, but he never expected to explode because of such a trivial matter.

Song Jianchu was stunned for several seconds, a little at a loss, took out a tissue and handed it over: "Mr. Mu, don't do this, I was wrong."

Mu Ye didn't take the tissue and turned away.

Song Jianchu panicked, and immediately stretched out his hand: "Hug."

Mu Ye looked at him a little wronged, took a step forward slowly, and leaned over to hug him.

"I didn't ignore you." Song Jian frowned and hugged Mu Ye, blaming himself, "It's all my fault, confiscate your phone, I won't talk anymore."

Mu Ye tightened his arms silently, without making a sound.

Feeling that the cloth on his shoulders seemed a little wet, Song Jianchu's body became stiff.

Song Jianchu frowned even tighter, touched Mu Ye's back, and said softly, "Mr. Mu, I know I was wrong. From now on, I will only talk to you, don't be angry."

"Baby." Mu Ye suddenly laughed muffledly on his shoulder, and said, "Why are you so easy to deceive."

Song Jianchu looked stunned: "Huh?"

"Fortunately, it's me." Mu Ye said hoarsely: "If it were someone else, you would definitely be cheated of money and sex."

After a pause, Mu Ye said again: "There is no one else."

Song Jianchu's eyes flickered, not quite understanding what Mu Ye meant.

Mu Ye straightened up with a slight smile, and pinched his cheek: "Chu Chu, you really don't know how to coax people."

Song Jianchu's face was full of bewilderment, and he looked at Mu Ye's normal expression: "Then how to coax him?"

Mu Ye squinted his eyes and hinted: "Didn't I teach you?"

Has Mu Ye ever taught him this kind of thing?

Song Jianchu thought for a while, and remembered something instantly, and the roots of his ears gradually became hot.

Very naturally he pretended not to remember.

"Remember?" Mu Ye stood by the bed and held his head on his body, and said expectantly, "Try coaxing me again?"

Song Jianchu buried his face in Mu Ye's clothes in shame, struggling inside.

Consuming most of his mental power, he whispered: "...Brother."

Mu Ye pinched the tips of his ears and said with a smile, "I taught you that?"

Perhaps during this period of time, both mind and body have grown up a little bit, and Song Jianchu felt even more ashamed by calling reduplicacy.

He exhausted all the rest of his energy, blushed and called out calmly: "Brother."

Mu Ye held his face in his hands, looked at him tenderly from above, and sighed softly: "It's a good thing we're not brothers, otherwise I really wouldn't be human."

Song Jianchu thought for a while, but felt that it would be good if Mu Ye was really his own brother.

If he had a brother like this, maybe he wouldn't have the character he has today.

Song Jianchu thought that his life would definitely be completely different.

If he had grown up with an older brother like Mu Ye, he might be more fun-loving and rebellious. Maybe he would skip class and get into fights, and the teacher would find his parents every day.

He will definitely not force himself to face those boring books every day, he will definitely only try to win Mu Ye's attention.

He can get gifts from Muye every year on his birthday, and he will also prepare surprises for him on Muye's birthday. He can also play games, watch movies and eat snacks together at home during the holidays.You can waste your time casually, enjoy the care of your brother willfully, and don't have to worry about your future not being settled all the time.

If my brother has a girlfriend, he will definitely run away from home and make a big fuss.

……

That kind of free life, a life that someone can rely on.

He also wanted to experience it once.

"Baby." Mu Ye kissed him on the knitted hat, and said softly, "The concert will not be postponed, and I have to go to the studio today to make final preparations. I will come back in the afternoon and let Yin Chi take care of you later." .”

No extension?

Song Jianchu heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little inexplicably lost.

It's nothing, it's the same with watching live broadcasts.

Song Jianchu nodded: "Go and get busy, I'm fine."

Mu Ye Youyou said with a sour breath, "Talk about your little secrets as much as you like."

Song Jianchu: "..."

After Yin Chi rushed over, Mu Ye was relieved to go out.

Yin Chi was sure that Mu Ye had left, so he went to close the door of the ward, took out a list and handed it to Song Jianchu: "Look, this is the funeral guest list I prepared last night, it's all first-line superstars, you don't like it Just check it off."

Song Jianchu didn't intend to make such a sensation, but Yin Chi's expression was very serious, and he seemed to have stayed up all night, so he could only take it.

"There are too many people," he said. "Only invite people you know."

"It's up to you, you can do whatever you want." Yin Chi folded his arms and said, "But the basic arrangement must be there. Anyway, you can figure it out. I can arrange the rest for you."

If you really arrange the funeral yourself, it's not that heavy.

Song Jianchu roughly looked through the list.

It is indeed a gathering of superstars. If these people get together, the entertainment industry will really shut down for a day.

"Brother, let me tell you what I said earlier. I agree to play with you this time, but I don't mean to let you give up the treatment." Yin Chi said solemnly: "Anyway, this plan can be kept, so let's prepare it decades in advance." It's a big scene, but you have to hold on until I receive a bone marrow transplant, you hear me?"

Song Jianchu gave a faint "hmm" and put the list in the drawer of the bedside table: "Thank you, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Is it okay to let it go? You can put it away, and you must not be discovered by Teacher Mu." Yin Chi was worried, and was a little scared for no reason: "Not everyone can understand this kind of thing. Teacher Mu needs to know that you arranged the funeral for yourself in advance. , I don’t know what the reaction will be.”

Yin Chi changed his position and thought for a while, looking at his brother with worried eyes: "...he might want to kill you."

Song Jianchu smiled lightly: "No, he can understand."

"Let me tell you, you can't look at people by their appearance." Yin Chi reminded: "The more tempered a person is, the more frightening he is when he loses his temper, especially Mr. Mu who is always gentle and gentle. The only person in the circle who can't see through, I used to be a little afraid of him."

Song Jianchu lowered his eyelashes.

It was because Mu Ye's character was too gentle that Song Jianchu didn't dare to talk about it, for fear that he would think ahead.

"Anyway, be careful." Yin Chi sighed and said, "Brother risked his life to play with you this time."

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