The second personality got the certificate behind my back [Entertainment]

Zhong Mu wanted to drive the car directly into the hospital, but he didn't expect to be blocked at the door.For safety reasons, the doorman waved to him from afar and asked him to park the car directly outside.He parked the car on the side of the road with a sullen face, and the reporters chased them all the way, blocking the two of them directly.

"Mr. Zhong, I heard you have an older brother?"

"Mr. Zhong, is your brother really suffering from mental illness?"

"May I ask why he was sent abroad before? Why are you brought back now?"

"It is rumored that your father also had a history of mental illness. May I ask if this is a family inheritance? Do you think this will affect Junguang's stock price and subsequent operations?"

The car turned off, and as soon as Zhong Mu got out of the car, the reporters surrounded the car of the two of them.Listening to the reporters' questions, his face became more and more ugly, and his eyes became colder and colder.

But thinking that his brother was still waiting for him and Yu Mo, and he didn't want to conflict with these reporters here, he silently walked around to the back seat to get the box containing the bread pudding.

Zhuo Yumo got out of the car and saw that there were many reporters. He was afraid that Zhong Mu would feel uncomfortable, so he blocked the others with his body, and kept suppressing his temper to persuade the reporters not to disturb Zhong Mu and his family.

When the reporters saw that Zhong Mu didn't speak up, and that he had always had an image of a venomous tongue that was not easy to mess with, seeing Zhuo Yumo still willing to speak, they all turned their finger on him.

"It is said that you and Mr. Zhong were married in a flash. Did you know his family before marriage? What do you think about his brother suffering from mental illness now? Do you think this will affect the relationship between you?"

Zhuo Yumo immediately frowned at such a rude question, and couldn't help but look up at the reporter who asked the question, and gave him a few deep glances as if to remember his face.And the other party seemed to be used to it for a long time, and didn't care about Zhuo Yumo's gaze, but pushed forward more and more courageously, waiting for Zhuo Yumo to answer his "sharp" questions.

Zhuo Yumo was a little annoyed by his self-righteous gaze, he didn't want to speak again, turned to look at Zhong Mu, saw that he had already taken out the pudding box, and wrapped his arms around his back like a bodyguard, with the other, he blocked these innocent people. The unscrupulous reporter walked to the hospital.

When the reporters saw that they were unwilling to speak, they were naturally unwilling to rush to nothing so early in the morning, and immediately followed.The reporter who asked Zhuo Yumo a question just now might be a little displeased with Zhuo Yumo's lack of cooperation, or maybe he had another purpose, but he boldly stretched out his hand to give Zhong Mu a hand.

Unsuspecting Zhong Mu was suddenly pulled by a stranger. Even though his symptoms had improved recently, he was still taken aback. His hands were careless, the box fell to the ground, and the bread pudding inside fell apart. Broken and spilled all over the floor.

Seeing that he had spilled other people's things, the reporter seemed a little guilty on his face, but for the sake of work, he still took a step forward and asked questions he wanted to know the answer to.

He stepped on the bread pudding.

Last time my elder brother was full of praise for this dim sum. Zhong Mu and Zhuo Yumo wanted to make it crispier on the outside and softer on the lower layer. They spent several days at home and did countless experiments to get what they are today. results.The crisp sound of the feet wearing sneakers stepping on the crispy bread was not prominent among the vocals.

Zhong Mu was so excited by this voice that he took a deep breath.He was about to speak with a gloomy face when the other party stretched out his hand again, and just as he was about to bump into him, Zhuo Yumo suddenly blocked him, reached out and grabbed the other party's skirt and pulled him towards him, and then used his strength to push the other party away, pushing the other party straight He had to take a few steps back, and bumped into the two reporters behind him.

"Even if you are a reporter, you must at least understand some basic principles of life."

Zhuo Yumo thought that his temper and endurance were good, but this reporter's repeated misconduct made him unable to bear it. He had a sense of proportion, and he just wanted to push the other party away from the beginning, and he didn't even use much strength.

He noticed that Zhong Mu's eyes were red staring at the pudding on the ground, and he looked like he was looking for someone to settle the score. He was worried that his crowd phobia would suddenly erupt if he really fucked him, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and gently embraced him. On the shoulder of his lover, he whispered in his ear: "Brother is still waiting for us, the pudding is broken, we will make more delicious snacks next time. Let's go, don't make him wait, you know him, Mr. Baba Waiting for us to go."

Hearing his lover mention his elder brother, Zhong Mu, who was already on the verge of exploding, finally suppressed his anger, gave him a hard look, and said coldly, "If you dare to disturb the patients here, I won't be polite to you." Bending down to pick up the cardboard box on the ground, he strode into the hospital with Zhuo Yumo, and threw the cardboard box into the trash can on the side of the road.

Seeing the eldest brother, thinking of the pudding that was broken outside, Zhong Mu felt so guilty that he didn't know how to talk to him.Zhong Li thought it was because he didn't want to see him. Although he was a little sad, he knew that this was really troublesome, so he found an excuse to dismiss him, quietly pulled Zhuo Yumo and said, "Is Xiao Mu very busy recently? If you If you don’t have time, you don’t have to visit me often. I think he seems to be very tired today..."

Zhong Li didn't directly say that Zhong Mu looked bad and refused to speak, but Zhuo Yumo could hear the loneliness in his tone and knew that he had misunderstood.He raised his head and looked out the window, and found that the group of reporters had left, so he patted his elder brother's shoulder carefully, and said softly: "No matter how busy Zhong Mu is, he will find time to come here. He really cares about you, Brother Li."

"But I don't think Xiao Mu wants to talk to me today..." Zhong Li lowered his head, his lowered eyelids could hide the emotion in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his tone.

Zhuo Yumo sighed secretly, and told Zhong Li what happened outside the door when they first arrived: "Zhong Mu is because someone ruined the dim sum that he promised to make for you, and I feel sorry in my heart, for fear that you will blame me. He, that's why he didn't dare to speak more." He thoughtfully didn't relay the reporter's questions to Zhong Li, and he didn't mention anything about their father.

But Zhong Li sensitively guessed the purpose of those reporters coming here.

It's for him.

The last time he was surrounded by reporters seemed to be when he was six or seven years old, when his mother passed away, and a group of people surrounded him trying to get some "insider information about the death of the rich man's wife" out of his mouth.Thinking of the "siege" that his younger brother and Yu Mo suffered at the door, Zhong Li blinked, and a gloomy expression appeared on his face unconsciously.

In the next second, a hand was on his shoulder.He raised his head still with this expression, and saw his younger brother's face full of worry.

"Brother, don't worry about those people, they're just a bunch of annoying flies." Zhong Mu handed over the hot milk tea he bought, "An'an will accept the treatment with peace of mind, and we'll take you back when you're done."

"Flies...I hate flies too..." Zhong Li looked at his younger brother and muttered to himself, but the expression on his face gradually became normal.He took the milk tea from Zhong Mu's hand, bowed his head and took a sip slowly, "It's delicious, everything Xiao Mu buys is delicious."

Seeing that his elder brother was finally comforted, Zhong Mu breathed a sigh of relief.He turned his head to look at Zhuo Yumo beside him, winked at him quietly, and silently thanked him for his explanation and comfort to his brother.And Zhuo Yumo seemed to suddenly become shy, raised the hand wearing the ring to cover his mouth, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

The two stayed with Zhong Li for several hours. Before leaving, Zhong Mu repeatedly promised that he would bring delicious snacks next time.When going downstairs, Zhong Mu heard Zhuo Yumo sigh softly, thinking that he was tired, so he hugged him naturally, and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

Zhuo Yumo shook his head and touched Zhong Mu's face distressedly: "I'm afraid you will be tired."

Because the fear of the crowd has improved, and in order to further consolidate the success of Zhuo Yumo's treatment brought to him in the past few months, Zhong Mu has recently taken two days a week to go to work in the company.Zhuo Yumo saw that he had to go to work and come to the hospital to accompany his brother, and he was a little worried that this kind of thing happened again today.

Zhong Mu smiled when he heard this, and gently pulled Zhuo Yumo's hand into his, carefully interlocking his fingers, and walked slowly towards the door while saying: "I'm a little tired at work. But I feel quite happy, okay I hope my crowd phobia will be cured soon, so that I can travel with you well. Speaking of which...we haven't even had a honeymoon."

Having said this, Zhong Mu couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

When people get married and go on their honeymoon, it is natural to drive as much as they want, applaud for love and achieve great harmony in life, but he is dragged down by his own phobia. Although he has tried many times, he has failed.

He felt so sorry for Yu Mo.

Probably guessing what he was thinking, Zhuo Yumo was helpless and funny, pinched his lover's face: "Take your time, young master."

They walked out of the hospital gate hand in hand, the reporters surrounding the outside had already left, and the pudding that fell on the ground had been cleaned up by sanitation workers.Zhong Mu stared at the few dark marks left on the ground, his face turned cold again, but he just silently led Zhuo Yumo into the car.

On the way back, Zhuo Yumo's cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and saw that it was from his father.

"They told us to go over for dinner again..." He muttered to himself, and connected the phone, "Hello, Dad. Huh? News... what news? Zhong Mu and I went out early in the morning, and now It's still outside...Dad, don't get excited, speak slowly, what's going on?"

Zhuo Yumo held the phone and listened silently to his father on the other end of the phone.Zhong Mu, who was driving beside him, also smelled an unusual smell, looked at him worriedly, and found that his face gradually became serious, with a bit of anger in his seriousness.

Suppressing his curiosity and a little anxiety, he finally waited until Zhuo Yumo finished talking on the phone. Seeing him put down the phone, Zhong Mu asked impatiently: "What's the matter? Did Mom and Dad encounter any problems? Let's go straight there now. ?”

Zhuo Yumo took a deep breath.

"Parents are fine, don't worry." He said, turning to look at Zhong Mu, "It's me."