Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Zhu Yilong woke up suddenly when he slept in the middle of the night. He raised his hand to touch Song Nuan, but he didn't touch Song Nuan. He suddenly panicked, "Nuan?" He called out, but there was no answer.

After being injured, Zhu Yilong would occasionally have nightmares. Song Nuan feared that he might have post-traumatic stress disorder, so he asked him a few times implicitly, and he said it was all right. In fact, he was really scared at the time, afraid of leaving this world, afraid of never seeing him again. Can't see Song Nuan, can't see Zhu Yan and his parents.He even thought about whether he would dare to ride another horse if the director gave him another one.

After Zhu Yilong stabilized his mind, he turned on the bedside lamp, but saw Song Nuan lying on the bedside and fell asleep. He felt distressed for a while, and wanted to wake her up, but he was afraid of disturbing her, so he stared at her side face in a daze.

"Zhu Yilong." Song Nuan called out suddenly.

"Nuan, I'm here." Zhu Yilong agreed, but Song Nuan didn't respond, it turned out he was talking in his sleep.

"Don't go." Song Nuan's voice was choked with sobs, her brows were furrowed, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, Zhu Yilong stretched out his arms to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, a burst of sadness flashed through his heart, he scared Song Nuan, and She has been stubborn not to cry, but exposed the wound in the middle of the night.

"I'm sorry." Zhu Yilong said softly.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Nuan sat up suddenly, and Zhu Yilong immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He felt that Song Nuan seemed to be looking at him closely, and then he heard her softly open the door, and a nurse came in. , the two of them helped him turn over together. After the nurse went out, Song Nuan helped him cover the quilt, and muttered, "I slept so soundly, luckily you are here."

Zhu Yilong turned sideways and closed his eyes. Hearing Song Nuan go to the sofa and the rustling of clothes, she yawned and fell asleep.

Zhu Yilong opened his eyes, and by the lamp, he could vaguely see Song Nuan curled up on the sofa, holding his arms tightly. At this moment, he suddenly lost any fear and anxiety, and felt at ease and safe from the bottom of his heart, probably Never have nightmares again.He didn't know when, but he got used to having Song Nuan by his side, even if she couldn't do anything, he felt at ease.

The two of them are each other's concern, but also each other's salvation.

Half a month later, Zhu Yilong was finally stopped and seriously ill, but Song Nuan lost a full ten catties, and Peng Xinke didn't make up for her with good meat and soup every day.Zhu Yilong was very distressed, and insisted on leaving the hospital several times, but Song Nuan scolded and coaxed him back. It was too far to go back to Beijing, and she didn't dare to take the risk.

The weather was just right that day, and the two sat on the balcony basking in the sun.

"The most romantic thing." Zhu Yilong said suddenly.

"what?"

"It's just growing old together with you." Zhu Yilong said again.

Song Nuan pretended to be puzzled, "Oh, so I was reciting lyrics."

Zhu Yilong smiled and took Song Nuan's hand, "Don't you feel very close to us at this moment, sitting on the carpet back to back."

Song Nuan sighed softly, "I don't dare to rely on you, for fear of crushing you."

"Song Nuan!"

"Ah, I'm still angry." Song Nuan deliberately teased Zhu Yilong.

"Don't talk to me like a child." Zhu Yilong is a mature man and would resent Song Nuan for treating him like a child.

Song Nuan snorted, "I think you are not as good as a child."

Song Nuan's tone was a bit strange, as if he was angry. Zhu Yilong checked himself and felt that he was very obedient in the past two days and did not do anything against the doctor's advice, so he boldly said: "Why am I not as good as my little brother?" child."

Song Nuan gave Zhu Yilong a white look, and didn't say anything more.

Zhu Yilong chuckled. He sat in the wheelchair, leaned back, squinted his eyes, and blinked at the sun. In the early spring, when the sun shines on him, he feels sleepy.

Song Nuan took away the hot towel on the back of Zhu Yilong's hand, raised his hand and looked over and over again.

"Itchy." Zhu Yilong wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't move!" When Zhu Yilong was first hospitalized, he had to get needles two or three times a day. After a long time, the entire back of his hand was like a sieve, riddled with holes, and he couldn't find a good place. Song Nuan had to use towels and potato chips every day. and magnesium sulfate, but the effect is not obvious.

"Why don't you kick your feet today?" Zhu Yilong suggested.

"No, it's even more inconvenient to kick your feet. This one is okay." Song Nuan picked out a spot where the bruise was not serious, and put potato chips on it again.

"Well, I'm sleepy." Zhu Yilong yawned.

"Stay in the sun for a while longer." Song Nuan didn't want to push Zhu Yilong into the room yet, she got up and drew half of the curtains, then found the song "The Most Romantic Thing" from the Internet and played it.

Zhu Yilong loves to sing, so he couldn't help humming along, "Tomorrow we will come out to bask in the sun." He has been living in the hospital, and Song Nuan is by his side every day, gradually giving birth to a sense of satisfaction in this world, feeling that every day Eating, drinking, basking in the sun, a simple life like this is not bad, it doesn't matter if you work hard on filming and have children.

Song Nuan agreed, "It will be exposed tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, until you are discharged from the hospital."

"Uh?"

"It's not for romance. It's because your bones are broken. Expose yourself to the sun more to promote calcium absorption and heal faster." Song Nuan's tone was a little cold, with a bit of businesslike air.

"Angry? Why?" Zhu Yilong couldn't figure out what Song Nuan was thinking. She was still talking and laughing during the video call with Zhu Yan last night. It was probably because of the change in her attitude after Sister Chan came, "It's because of the crew. thing?"

Song Nuan hummed, just now Li Chan briefly communicated with Zhu Yilong about part of the work, because he could not continue to participate in the short term, the crew decided to change people, everything went according to the contract, Song Nuan also heard it when she was sitting next to him.

"It doesn't matter. You can't ask the production crew to wait for me alone. There is no need to be angry about this kind of thing." Zhu Yilong is very open about work. Although he has done a lot of work in the early stage, he stayed on the production team for another month. Because of this injury, he had paid so much and was finally replaced. He was only lost for a few minutes, and he was not angry or wronged.

"I'm not angry. I wish you could rest for a while. This scene is so hard. If you don't act, you can't do it." Song Nuan said firmly.

"Isn't that quite clear?"

"What do you want for lunch, I'll go out and buy it." Song Nuan obviously didn't want to continue talking about the crew.

Zhu Yilong thought for a while, "I want to eat cake."

"Did you forget about the diarrhea last time? Let's eat it after you recover. I'll buy you a rice cake with pork ribs, okay?" Song Nuan was afraid that Zhu Yilong would have diarrhea, so he proposed an exchange.

"I just want to eat cake." Zhu Yilong got excited, relying on himself as a patient, he made unreasonable demands.

"You are younger than Zhu Yan, why don't you have a long memory?" Song Nuan didn't dare to try again, and couldn't help being a little fierce.

Zhu Yilong is not afraid, "The last time I bought it outside, there were too many additives and it was not clean."

Song Nuan took it for granted, "Yes! Wait, what do you mean, the ones bought outside are not clean, so why don't you ask me to make one for you?"

Zhu Yilong nodded.

"Zhu Yilong, don't push yourself too hard. I'm in a bad mood today." Song Nuan became angry. Peng Xinke has been very busy recently and has no time to talk to her at all. up.

Zhu Yilong was very smart, and immediately understood Song Nuan's difficulties, "I can make cakes, and I can teach you."

"There is no kitchen and no oven, Peng Xinke is on a business trip." Song Nuan refused Zhu Yilong's unreasonable request.

Zhu Yilong rubbed the fire again, "I remember that you have a chubby classmate who is very good at making cakes, can you go to their house to do it." He was talking about Qi Chao who he met during the last dental visit.

Song Nuan's anger was successfully rubbed up, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Zhu Yilong said innocently: "When you were hospitalized, you also asked Song Yang for something delicious."

Song Nuan was speechless, "I want a bowl of egg custard, but you want cake."

"I'm in a bad mood, I want something sweet."

"You wait for me."

Zhu Yilong has always been a model husband who listens to his wife, so he waited obediently in the ward. At noon, he really waited for the cake made by Song Nuan himself. Although it didn't look good, the taste was okay. The most important thing is that it won't cause diarrhea , Of course, there is a price. At night, Song Nuan stopped Zhu Yilong's painkillers on his own initiative.

A month later, Zhu Yilong successfully transferred back to Beijing. Song Nuan was worried, so he was forced to stay in the hospital for another 20 days, and then he was taken home to recuperate.

After Zhu Yilong returned home, many relatives and friends came to visit. Song Nuan was worried that the long-term visit would be exhausting, so he refused those he didn't know well, and limited the visiting time for those who couldn't refuse politely.During the May Day holiday, Song's father and Song's mother also came to live for a few days, greatly sharing Song Nuan's burden.

"Come on, have some soup." Song Nuan brought a bowl of sweet soup and put it on the tea table. During Zhu Yilong's hospitalization, Peng Xinke had forcibly trained her to make soup. Cut off all unhealthy drinks and snacks of Zhu Yilong.

Zhu Yilong half-lyed on the sofa watching "No Place in the World", so engrossed in watching it that Song Nuan didn't notice it when he came over.

Song Nuan snatched the book away, "Take a break and read again."

"Oh." Zhu Yilong sat up, took the soup and blew it, "This book is quite interesting, Ruoxi reads this kind of book now?" Song Ruoxi was afraid that Zhu Yilong would be bored when he was injured, so when he came to visit the sick, he sent a few books. .

Song Nuan sat down on the sofa, "All the books I bought before I got married are in Gu Cheng's place, she probably read them."

Zhu Yilong blew the soup cold, and brought it to Song Nuan's lips first, "My wife has worked hard, take a sip first."

Song Nuan didn't like sweets, but she still took a sip, "Thank you."

Zhu Yilong drank the soup slowly, "Are you tired? Let's go out for lunch."

"I'm not tired. I ordered a pot bottom. The dishes are ready. Let's have hot pot at noon." Song Nuan didn't bring Zhu Yan back after returning to Beijing, so she studied recipes and rehabilitation at home, and took care of Zhu Yilong full-time. I used to want to help, but after staying for a day, I found that Song Nuan was professional and patient, and I really couldn’t get involved, so I went home with confidence and took Zhu Yan. Without the child, Zhu Yilong was more happy and leisurely, meeting friends every day, Read idle books and exercise for rehabilitation.

"Hot pot?" Happiness came so suddenly, Zhu Yilong couldn't accept it.

"Did you exercise today?" Song Nuan sat closer and put his hands on Zhu Yilong's abdomen, "Come on, take a deep breath, puff your stomach, and exhale slowly."

Zhu Yilong obediently took a few deep breaths. He has been doing active breathing exercises since the operation. At the beginning, the pain was excruciating. Song Nuan was afraid that he would be lazy, so he checked every time.

Zhu Yilong is extremely strict and self-disciplined. When the pain was severe, he lost control of his facial expression management, and did not delay training, "You are a villain."

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Nuan admitted, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise, but my husband is the strongest and the best."

"Don't flatter. I can't lose to you."

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