Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

But where is Wen Ran now?

His thoughts began to become blurred, and the picture of Wen Ran in his mind gradually receded.

I want to drink...

no, no alcohol...

I don't want to drink...

I want to smell burning...

smell burning...

He curled himself up on the chair, but accidentally fell off the chair.

It was very painful, he bit his lips tightly, and tried his best to go back to the bedroom, and buried his face on Wen Ran's pillow again.

But this was not enough, he eagerly stripped off his pajamas, then took Wen Ran's pajamas with trembling hands and put them on for himself.

But it was still not enough, what he wanted was a living Wen Ran, he wanted to be hugged by a living Wen Ran, not these inanimate things.

But Wen Ran is not by his side...

Suddenly, the brisk ringtone of the mobile phone came into his ears, is it Wen Ran?Is it smelling burning?It must be smelling burning.

He got off the bed in a hurry, slipped his feet, and fell, but he didn't have time to feel the pain, but immediately rushed to the computer, picked up his mobile phone, and the name displayed on it was actually Wen Ran's name.

He didn't want Wen Ran to worry, and ordered himself to call out in a normal tone: "Wen Ran."

Wen Ran's voice was filled with fatigue: "Miandong, how was the follow-up visit yesterday?"

In order to control her abnormality, Meng Miandong clenched her hands desperately, her left fingertips were embedded in her palms, and her right hand almost crushed the phone.

He opened his mouth and replied: "The doctor said that my physical condition has not improved much, but my mental condition has improved a lot. The medicine I take is almost gone, so I prescribed some medicine."

Then, he heard Wen Ran say with concern: "Take your time, don't worry, Mian Dong, has your alcohol addiction occurred these days?"

"No, the medicine is very effective for me." He smiled hard, "If I knew it, I should have taken the medicine earlier."

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'm sorry, Miandong, I'm going to hang up."

"Yeah." He didn't want to hang up the phone, let alone disturb Wen Ran, but he couldn't help asking, "When are you coming back? Wen Ran, when are you coming back?"

But the answer he got was not the answer he had hoped for: "I don't know when I can go back, sorry, Miandong, take good care of yourself."

"I will take good care of myself." Meng Miandong promised so, but felt that he was trying to be brave, he was not capable of taking care of himself at all, he needed Wen Ran.

But this is impossible, it is impossible for Wen Ran not to work and come back to accompany him.

He didn't put down the phone, just held it in his hand.

As soon as Wen Ran's voice disappeared, his alcohol addiction became more intense.

He has already taken the medicine just now, so he can't take any more medicine, so as not to overdo it.

But what about alcohol addiction?

What should he do?

Wen Ran's pajamas were already wet with his sweat, but Wen Ran was not there.

He started trembling again, and then, the nausea from his stomach pouch.

But fortunately, it was not serious, and he could endure it.

Be patient, have to be patient, I'm going to be okay, I'm going to be okay...

He hypnotized himself like this, picked up his phone again, opened WeChat, and clicked on Wen Ran's voice one by one:

"Miandong, it's raining here. You can see the weather forecast over there. It should be sunny, right? Remember to take out the quilts and pillows you're covering now, and then dry the air-conditioning quilt. It’s been getting hotter for a while.”

"Miandong, I was filming until five o'clock in the morning. I'm so hungry. My opponent's actor is fat and white. I almost regarded him as a meat bun."

"Mian Dong, director Fu came to the set today, I have to act well and not let him worry."

"Miandong, Erha from the studio next door came to our studio today and made a mess of the studio. He really is the leader of the demolition team. Attached picture."

"Miandong, I'm listening to your song in the nanny's car, your song is very nice."

"Miandong, it may be all night today, I'm sorry, I can't call you."

"Miandong, I finished work early today. Han Cheng and I had dinner in the shopping mall and walked around. I saw a store that sells honey. Miandong, do you like Baihua honey, acacia honey, dangshen honey, and mint honey?" , Vitex honey, buckwheat honey, wild gooseberry honey...which one of these?"

"Miandong, I have skin hunger and thirst, I really want to hug you."

"Miandong, I'm suffering from lovesickness. I lost a lot of weight because of you. When I come back, you must feed me well."

"Miandong, I want to eat dessert."

"Miandong, can you do it yourself with the voice turned on? I want to hear it."

"Miandong, I love you."

……

Sleep in winter, sleep in winter, sleep in winter...

Wen Ran calls out his name in almost every post.

Because of his shyness, he didn't agree to do it for Wen Ran before, but now he changed his mind.

Waiting for tomorrow, he must do it for Wen Ran to listen to.

But how to get through today and reach tomorrow?

He got off the bed suddenly, ran to the toilet, and vomited once to feel better.

It's okay, it's okay, I can handle it.

Smell it, smell it...

He kept calling Wen Ran's name, as if he was taking the best medicine in the world.

—

Wen Ran put down the phone, and Han Cheng beside him asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but Miandong is not very good, he is too good at lying." Wen Ran frowned, then called the assistant director to ask for leave, and said, "Please book a few tickets back to City A as soon as possible , I have to go back."

Han Cheng reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I'll go and book a ticket."

After a while, Wen Ran asked, "Have you ordered it yet?"

Han Cheng nodded: "It's booked, take off in three hours and 10 minutes."

"Then let's go to the airport now." Wen Ran pulled out the needle, blood flowed from the needle hole immediately.

Because of too much work intensity, Wen Ran fell ill the day before yesterday, with a persistent high fever, but every time he came to the hospital to hang salt water after work, Han Cheng couldn't help but think of Meng Miandong three years ago.

Stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, Meng Miandong obediently followed the doctor's orders after five concerts.

During this period, except for the makeup artist, costume artist and his agent, no one knew that Meng Miandong had been running a fever, and so was Wen Ran.

Both Meng Miandong and Wen Ran are the type who are dedicated to their work and don't want to cause trouble to others. In this regard, they are really a good match.

If Wen Ran hadn't fallen in love with Meng Miandong, Wen Ran would definitely have persisted until the reshoots were completed before asking for leave.

But because of Meng Miandong, Wen Ran, who hadn't asked for leave after being ill for three days, did ask for leave.

Han Cheng put away his thoughts, watched the nurse wipe off the blood on the back of Wen Ran's hand, and then pressed the alcohol cotton, then sighed: "Let's go."

Wen Ran's fever has almost subsided, but the whole person looks very weak, but the smile on his face is full of joy: "Well, let's go."

Wen Ran really likes Meng Miandong.

It would be great if the relationship between the two is exposed in the future, and they can get the blessings of the public.

However, this is obviously very difficult.

As a singer, Meng Miandong has passed away a long time ago, so the influence on Meng Miandong is far less than that of Wen Ran.

Sexual orientation will definitely affect Wen Ran's acting. First of all, it is impossible for Wen Ran to act in heterosexual romance movies anymore.

Han Cheng supported Wen Ran worriedly, walked out of the hospital, got into the car, and went straight to the airport.

It was an hour's drive from the hospital to the airport, and Wen Ran didn't even close his eyes, but as soon as he arrived at the airport, went through the check-in procedures, and sat in the boarding waiting area, Wen Ran fell asleep.

After an hour, Han Cheng woke up Wen Ran, Wen Ran's first reaction was: "Am I home yet?"

Han Cheng said helplessly: "We haven't boarded the plane yet, are you burnt out?"

Wen Ran smiled wryly and said: "Yes, I'm so confused, I thought I could see Miandong when I opened my eyes."

Han Cheng joked, "Is it difficult for you when you open your eyes and see me?"

Wen Ran didn't have the energy to chat with Han Cheng, stood up, went straight through the boarding gate, boarded the plane, and fell asleep again as soon as he sat in his seat.

The departure time from the hospital was 09:30 in the evening, the time to arrive at the airport in City A was 12:30, and the time to arrive at Meng Miandong’s home was 45:[-]. It took him three hours and [-] minutes to arrive in Meng Meng Miandong's home is only a door away from Meng Miandong's, but he feels that he has spent a lot of time.

He took a paper bag from Han Cheng, bid farewell to Han Cheng, took out the key, opened the door and went in.

He didn't see Meng Miandong in the living room, so he went into the bedroom.

He heard from the phone that Meng Miandong was lying, so he guessed that Meng Miandong's alcohol addiction should be committed. What he thought at the time was that it didn't matter if Meng Miandong drank, because it was not Meng Miandong's fault, but It was his fault for not being by Meng Miandong's side.

But whether it was the living room or the bedroom, he didn't see a bottle of wine, whether it was high alcohol or low alcohol,

Meng Miandong was sleeping on the bed, the one on the other side of the bed was sleeping on his pillow, and he was wearing his pajamas.

Meng Miandong's body curled up, and she seemed to have sweated, but the sweat had already evaporated.

Judging by the dim light of the bedside lamp, Meng Miandong's demeanor is the same, but he didn't sleep well/settled, and he muttered: "Wen Ran..."

He took off his coat, went to bed, and hugged Meng Miandong in his arms.

If, as he had guessed, Meng Miandong's alcohol addiction broke out when he was on the phone, then the Meng Miandong in front of him should have passed it smoothly.

As soon as Meng Miandong was hugged by Wen Ran, she woke up with a start, her whole body tensed and she opened her eyes, like a frightened kitten.

But when he saw clearly that it was Wen Ran who was hugging him, his whole body immediately relaxed, and he stretched out his arms to hug Wen Ran again and said, "You're back, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Wen Ran clearly has no strength, but he can't help but want to play hooligans on Meng Miandong: "Yes, are you dreaming, or a dream."

Meng Miandong's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he reached out to unbutton his pajamas.

Wen Ran kissed Meng Miandong's exposed collarbone, pressed Meng Miandong's hand, and asked, "Did you get drunk when I called you?"

Meng Miandong said frankly: "Well, at that time, I was addicted to alcohol, but I have overcome it, and now I just feel a little uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he raised his head and said proudly, "Am I amazing? Praise me, praise me."

Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong and said: "My Miandong is very powerful, as a reward..."

He took out a bottle of honey from the paper bag, handed it to Meng Miandong, and said with a smile, "As a reward, this bottle of honey is for you."

Meng Miandong took the honey and complained, "Is this the reward you gave me, or the reward you gave yourself?"

Wen Ran said seriously: "Of course it's a reward for you."

Meng Miandong suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Wen Ran, put the honey on the bedside table, and then turned on the ceiling lamp in the room, wanting to take a closer look.

The light from the ceiling lamp was dazzling, he blinked his eyes before going to Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's face was redder than usual, and his whole body was weak.

He reached out and touched Wen Ran's forehead, but he didn't notice anything unusual, but he still asked, "Do you have a fever?"

Wen Ran didn't intend to hide it: "Yes, I have a fever. It started from the day before yesterday. When you called, I was in the hospital receiving salt water."

Meng Miandong asked again: "So before you rushed over, did you finish hanging the salt water?"

Wen Ran shook his head: "No, there is still a little left, so I pulled out the needle, but my fever has subsided, it doesn't matter."

Meng Miandong sniffed and said, "Then why don't you take the rest..."

Wen Ran didn't let Meng Miandong go on, and kissed Meng Miandong.

Both of them were uncomfortable and did not deepen the kiss.

After the kiss, Wen Ran said affectionately: "Because I don't want you to suffer alone, don't be brave next time."

"Well, I won't be brave next time." He turned off the ceiling light again, slipped into Wen Ran's arms, and said contentedly, "Good night."

After being tortured by the illness, the two embraced and fell asleep peacefully not long after.