Brilliant

It was several days before Wen Mingyuan woke up again.

In his sleep, he was transferred to the hospital in Beijing, where it was cleaner, quieter and more comfortable.

After the Christmas holiday, Mo Nanxuan returned to France. Originally, Ou Yu wanted him to stay and take care of Mo Beicheng, but Mo Nanxuan found out about Mo Wang, so he packed his luggage and returned to France.Ou Yu's mother came over to deliver meals from time to time. She fully demonstrated her superb cooking skills to Wen Mingyuan, and she could bring nutritious, delicious meals every day.Sun Junliang was relieved that Ou Yu fully accepted the lawsuit and settlement of the accident.

It's just that Mo Beicheng... has become very strange...

Every night at seven o'clock, he would appear by Wen Mingyuan's bedside on time, like a pilgrimage, chatting with him about three meals a day, asking him what strange dream he had today, or reading an interesting poem to him , but in the morning, Mo Beicheng would disappear again, not even leaving Wen Mingyuan a chance to say goodbye.

Wen Mingyuan didn't know what he was doing. Whenever he asked, Mo Beicheng would always use kisses to perfuse himself.

After a long time, Wen Mingyuan learned to shut up.He could feel the change in Mo Beicheng's mood. In his heart, Mo Beicheng was a melancholy little genius, but now, he couldn't understand Mo Beicheng more and more.

In fact, Wen Mingyuan himself was also undergoing changes.

He forced himself not to think about acting, not to ask what the media thinks of him...but he still cares...what he cares most about is his role in "Dead City" Has he been replaced, and whether he can continue to act.

No one told him the answer.

The TV in the ward could only watch downloaded TV series. Neither Ou Yu's mother nor Mo Beicheng was willing to give him a mobile phone. Everyone kept silent about these things. When Wen Mingyuan asked, all he got was a smile.

He wondered, he desperately wanted to know what was going on.

After learning about Wen Mingyuan's accident, Xu Hui rushed over. Looking at her son lying on the hospital bed, she couldn't help but blame herself for not taking good care of him.

Wen Mingyuan comforted her a few words, and then asked Xu Hui to give him the phone while Ou Yu's mother was going to the bathroom.

Xu Hui froze for a moment, then refused.

Wen Mingyuan knew that something must have happened.

The fear and anger that had accumulated for many days finally broke out. He broke down and yelled for Xu Hui to give him the phone. He wanted to know what happened.

Ou Yu's mother heard the movement and rushed over. When she came to the ward, she saw the broken bottle and Xu Hui crying. Ou Yu's mother hurriedly called the nurse to give Wen Mingyuan an injection. Tranquilizer.

When Wen Mingyuan fell asleep, Ou Yu's mother pulled Xu Hui to sit on a stool in the corridor, comforting Xu Hui.

Wen Mingyuan usually pretended to be sensible and comfortable, but when he saw Xu Hui, his natural sense of dependence made him completely tear off his mask, turning into a child who could cry and ask for sweets.

When Mo Beicheng came over in the evening, Ou Yu's mother told him everything that happened today.Mo Beicheng didn't say anything, and fed Wen Mingyuan porridge as if nothing had happened.Wen Mingyuan had no taste in his mouth, so Mo Beicheng added some sweet and sour sauce to the porridge. The sweet and sour taste finally made Wen Mingyuan eat a little more.

"Little brother," Wen Mingyuan licked his lips, "We haven't done this for a long time."

Mo Beicheng handed him a tissue, "You are sick."

"You can use your hands..." Wen Mingyuan grabbed Mo Beicheng's hand with his backhand, "Would you like to try it? Just...you lend me your phone to play for a while..."

Mo Beicheng withdrew his hand, pretending to pack the lunch box, and didn't look up at Wen Mingyuan again.

"What happened? Can you tell me? I don't want to guess like this... Mo Beicheng! Tell me, okay!" Wen Mingyuan reached out to touch Mo Beicheng, "Mo Beicheng... ..”

Mo Beicheng finally relented. He put down the lunch box and took Wen Mingyuan's hand.

There were large and small needle holes left on that hand. Mo Beicheng still remembered that when the nurse came to give the injection last night, he said that Wen Mingyuan's right hand was almost smashed by the injection needle.

"I'll tell you, but you can't make trouble anymore," Mo Beicheng kissed his hand.

Perhaps he should tell Wen Mingyuan what happened during this period, otherwise if Wen Mingyuan saw the news on the Internet one day or made a fuss like today, it would only cause him more harm.

Wen Mingyuan nodded.

In fact, the cause of the incident was very simple. The director of "Dead City" wanted to find other actors to replace Wen Mingyuan's role.This matter was first opposed by Sun Junliang. Wen Mingyuan had a major accident. The crew did not actively cooperate with the investigation and make compensation, but immediately asked for a replacement of actors. No one can bear this matter.Soon Lu Siwei also stood up and said that he would not continue to star in "Dead City", and he was willing to pay liquidated damages, but he would not see his friend living in the hospital and the crew just replace him without saying a word.

Because of this incident, the director of "Dead City" did not rest. After all, he is a well-known director with many works in the circle. He immediately contacted his friend who is good at hype, and wrote an article dedicated to black Wen Mingyuan. All kinds of dirty water were poured on Wen Mingyuan, such as men and women, poor acting skills, disrespect for seniors, and sleeping benefactors, and emphasized that Wen Mingyuan deserved what happened this time.

He is a big director who doesn't intervene in the affairs of the entertainment circle, and what he said has a certain degree of credibility. Many actors in the entertainment circle can only tell lies in order to please him, and the previous "Lily Boy" itself caused Knowing that Wen Mingyuan's wind review was killed, there was a sudden quarrel on the Internet. Mo Beicheng didn't want any bad news to reach Wen Mingyuan's ears, so he blocked all the news.

Mo Beicheng had seen how much effort he had put into preparing for "Dead City", and he didn't want Wen Mingyuan to know that all his efforts were in vain, and it still ended in such a ridiculous ending.

After listening, Wen Mingyuan didn't say anything.

He knew that the facts must be scarier than what Mo Beicheng described. Maybe he would walk out of this ward and face criticism from the whole world.

Wen Mingyuan closed his eyes, he didn't know why, why he put in so much effort and got such a result.No matter how he ran, how he endured the pain, he couldn't get to the ending he wanted.

Wen Mingyuan looked at Mo Beicheng, feeling a little ironic for the first time.

Some people are already born stars, and no matter how hard they try, they cannot become stars. At most, they are just an inconspicuous firefly in the summer night.

"Mo Beicheng," Wen Mingyuan pulled out his hand weakly, and shrank under the quilt, "I'm so tired..."

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