Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Today is the recording of the last episode of the show, John drove Ling Pan to the recording site.

Ling Pan has been having a high fever for the past few days, his throat is speechless, and he has no appetite to eat. He had an infusion yesterday, but today he can barely eat anything. After a few mouthfuls of porridge in the morning, he couldn't eat anymore.

Before going to the scene, John was still persuading her to take a leave of absence first.But Ling Pan just shook his head and got into the car silently.

John glanced at Ling Pan who was sitting in the back seat in the rear car mirror. Summer fever was really tormenting. She was wrapped in a blanket and curled up in a corner, with fine sweat on her forehead.

John didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner, and only opened the windows a little bit to let in air.

She has been languid since the heavy rain that day, which makes people a little worried.

But Ling Pan didn't want to say more, she couldn't ask anything.

When they arrived at the scene, John helped Ling Pan into the dressing room and sat down.

As soon as the door was opened, Wang Jiulong, who was scrolling on the screen of his mobile phone, paused for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Pan walking in wearing a peaked cap and a mask.

After coming in, he sat directly on the sofa next to him. John gave Wang Jiulong a cold look, and then said to Ling Pan, "You rest for a while, I'll go get the medicine."

John gave her the blanket, Ling Pan took it and wrapped it around her body.

Wang Jiulong frowned quietly.

John got up and walked out of the room to get his medicine from the car.

There were only the two of them left in the dressing room.

Ling Pan looked very tired, leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing her even breathing, Wang Jiulong turned to look at her.She wrapped herself up tightly, the mask covering her face, and the brim of her hat covering her eyes.

are you sick?

Thinking of this, Wang Jiulong got up and walked out.As soon as he went out, he ran into John who hurried back in the corridor.

John didn't look good when he saw him, and turned sideways to pass him.

But Wang Jiulong stopped her: "Sister John."

John stopped in his tracks, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"What's up with her?"

John was ignited by his words, and turned around to stare at him suddenly: "You know how to care now? Ah? Didn't you still shout and never forgive? Ah? What are you doing now? Ah? I guess that day Is it because the two of you completely broke up that she did this? Wang Jiulong, you are too ruthless. Originally, I can't handle your affairs. But I really can't stand it anymore! What does Ling Pan owe you? How could she be sorry for you? Back then, despite her mother’s objection, she stayed with you, turned off work and went to school just to be by your side, and was able to muster up the courage to resist her mother because of you, and she left because of you! I never I have never seen such a proud girl who can change again and again for you, how about you? Yes, she is a little willful, and some of her actions really hurt you. But she is not good at all? Does she deserve it? She bears it How much? I don’t know what’s wrong with letting her be more self-willed? What can I do to tm you?!”

After a series of words, Wang Jiulong listened quietly.

John took a few deep breaths, calmed down for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I just can't stand it, but fortunately, you and her are completely separated. She won't be you, and you won't be her, so don't contact me again. , take care of yourself, it's better than anything else."

After John finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the dressing room and went in, leaving Wang Jiulong standing still.

He was hit hard by John's words, and he was unable to refute for a while.Because he found out that what John said was not wrong at all...

……

The international fashion show officially started in the evening, and it was just a rehearsal in the morning, but John was really worried about Ling Pan's physical condition.

Putting the medicine on the table, John carefully patted the sleeping Ling Pan.

Ling Pan slowly opened her eyes, and John handed her the water glass: "Drink the medicine."

She sat up weakly and took the water glass.

John said: "I'm going to explain something to the staff, you drink the medicine first."

Ling Pan nodded: "En."

John left the dressing room again. In the corridor, she saw Wang Jiulong smoking a cigarette by the window. She just glanced at him and walked past him.

Looking at the tall buildings in the distance, Wang Jiulong saw that the cigarette in his hand had been burned out. He gently extinguished the cigarette butt, leaned on the window sill, and remained silent.

Suddenly, an arm snapped around his neck.As soon as Wang Jiulong turned his head, he saw Fan Xinhai's magnified handsome face, still with a foolish smile.

Wang Jiulong patted his hand away: "What are you doing?"

Fan Xinhai looked at him with a smile: "I heard that you are on the show with Xiao Panpan, let me see your embarrassing situation hahahaha!"

Wang Jiulong looked at him laughing presumptuously, and gave him a blank look: "Are you sick?"

Fan Xinhai patted him on the shoulder: "Aren't you going in? John told me that Ling Pan has been running a fever for the past few days. It's serious. If you don't go in, I'll take the opportunity to take care of him!"

Wang Jiulong sneered: "Everything is boring?"

Fan Xinhai shrugged: "You can do whatever you want, I'll go in."

"..."

Seeing the back of him walking into the dressing room, Wang Jiulong was suddenly agitated.

After Fan Xinhai pushed the door and went in, he saw Ling Pan and shouted, "Xiao Panpan!"

Ling Pan, who was about to drink water, trembled in fright, and the water in the glass splashed a few drops on her face.Ling Pan patted his chest and glanced at him: "What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Fan Xinhai saw that she was not very energetic, and her face was flushed because of the fever, so she stepped forward worriedly and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Ling Pan patted away the hand he was about to put on his forehead, and said weakly, "It's okay."

"It's all right now? How about we stop the catwalk?"

"What are you playing? Are you going crazy if you don't leave when we're all here?"

Fan Xinhai curled his lips: "Then is your body okay?"

Ling Pan said impatiently: "Oh, why are you such a mother-in-law? I say yes!"

Before Fan Xinhai could speak, he heard the door open.

The makeup artist walked in with Wang Jiulong, Ling Pan raised his eyes and met his eyes.

She quickly looked away, picked up the water glass and prepared to drink the medicine as if nothing had happened.

Sitting on the chair in front of him, Wang Jiulong saw in the mirror that Ling Pan behind him picked up a pill and put it in his mouth, then took a big sip of water and swallowed it down, followed by another pill...

He suddenly remembered that it was the same when she was taking medicine before, she had to drink a large glass of water because she couldn't swallow...

Fan Xinhai wrinkled his nose and watched Ling Pan drink the medicine with difficulty. He couldn't help but said, "You won't swallow it together? I'm worried for you."

Ling Pan glanced at him and said, "I'll remind you if I want to meet?"

"..."