The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

Bai Xuchuan waved to He Yanzhi, watching him slide over with a slightly unsteady center of gravity, and almost fell.

"Phone." Bai Xuchuan handed him the phone.

He Yanzhi glanced at the caller, it was Chen Ma from the old house.

As soon as the phone was picked up, Mama Chen's voice was anxious: "Yanyan, Yueyue suddenly developed a high fever, Lao Qi and I took her to the hospital. Madam is still doing hypnosis, we dare not disturb her, you come..."

He Yan raised his heart: "What about the diagnosis? Just arrived at the hospital?"

"Where is it? North courtyard? I'll go there right away."

"Well, two ten minutes."

He hung up the phone, quickly unloaded the equipment, and said to Bai Xuchuan: "I have to go, you..." He paused, "Either you wait, I will ask my driver to pick you up and accompany you to move thing."

Bai Xuchuan couldn't bother him any more, he shook his head and said, "No, I can let the company's car pick it up, I have few things, and I can handle them myself."

He Yanzhi no longer hesitated, nodded to him, did not change his clothes, and left in long-sleeved trousers.

Bai Xuchuan looked at his back, stood up and jumped twice, stretched his numb legs, and said to himself: "...plans are meant to be broken."

I had no choice but to call the driver and bodyguards back again, and each of them gave a big red envelope to apologize.

Bai Xuchuan put all his things in the bedroom, sat on the bedside table to rest for a while, and looked at the bedroom where he stayed for one night again.

There was an abstract painting hanging on the wall. Bai Xuchuan hadn't studied the painting and couldn't see the way, but he knew the signature.

He didn't look carefully last time, but this time he recognized it. It was a painting by a famous foreign modern abstract artist.

If it is authentic, this painting is worth 2 million US dollars, more expensive than this house...

He can understand why this piece of law and order is good.

If law and order are not good, who would dare to hang this painting at home? ?

No, Bai Xuchuan suddenly thought of a question.

No matter how rich the family is, it is impossible for them to hang such expensive and famous paintings in the guest's bedroom.

Thinking of this, he looked around again, feeling more and more uneasy.

This furnishings, this arrangement, this 270-degree panoramic balcony.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the master bedroom.

He felt a little uncomfortable, and Aunt Lin suddenly called him outside.

"Xiao Chuan, come out for supper."

Last time he inadvertently praised Aunt Lin's congee for its deliciousness, but how could he complete the guide with just a few words, now Aunt Lin always looks at him with compassion, wishing to feed all the delicious food into his mouth.

"Look at how thin this child is."

Aunt Lin brought out two dishes of stewed vegetables, one dish of green vegetables, one dish of mapo tofu, and one dish of fruit from the kitchen.

She herself has the habit of eating late at night, and she is also committed to cultivating all guests to develop this good habit.

Bai Xuchuan swallowed his saliva.

He has been eating grass for several weeks in a row, and birds can fade out of his mouth, and Aunt Lin's handicraft is very good. It would be a lie to say that he is not greedy.

but.

He can't eat it!

Just as Bai Xuchuan was about to refuse, he raised his eyes and saw Aunt Lin's eagerly expecting eyes, but couldn't utter a word.

So he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, thinking that it would be a big deal to be hungry tomorrow, so he bravely picked up the chopsticks.

He still didn't dare to eat more meat, so he kept picking up vegetables, tofu and fruits.

Aunt Lin silently remembered that this child likes to be vegetarian.

After Bai Xuchuan finished supper, he wanted to help others wash the dishes, but Aunt Lin snatched it away and sent it to the kitchen.

"Xiaochuan, sir, you said, don't treat yourself as a guest." She mopped the floor while talking to Bai Xuchuan, her voice was very loud, "If there is anything you don't know how to do, just tell me, tell me, sir."

Bai Xuchuan thanked him, then remembered something, and asked hesitantly, "Aunt Lin, is the painting on the wall in the room I live in real?"

Aunt Lin thought for a while, and he should be talking about Pollock's painting, and said with a smile: "It's true, I don't understand, Mr. bought it for his mother a few years ago. It has been hanging in that room, but Mrs. Moved out not long after."

Bai Xuchuan murmured: "That's right."

Aunt Lin was still mopping the floor with her hands when she was speaking, and she accidentally knocked off the telephone wire on the wall and dragged it on the floor, but she didn't pay attention.

After Aunt Lin mopped the floor to the back of the sofa, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the Pad screen in Bai Xuchuan's hand, and she suddenly became interested: "Xiaochuan, what are you playing with?"

Hearing this, Bai Xuchuan happily gave her Amway: "I'm playing a farm game, Auntie, do you want to play?"

So Aunt Lin left behind the mop, and Bai Xuchuan and Bai Xuchuan each held a Pad, and the other occupied a sofa, happily planting and harvesting vegetables, buying and cooking vegetables, having a great time.

Neither of them noticed, their phones went silent, their screens flickered on and on, and finally died.

North City.

Hospital fever clinic.

He Yanyue was diagnosed with chickenpox, and was lying on the hospital bed receiving an injection.After hanging for about half an hour, she felt more comfortable physically and her mood gradually improved.

Knowing that there was no danger, but that he needed to be hospitalized for a week, He Yanzhi felt relieved and peeled apples for her beside him—even though she repeatedly stated that she didn't want to eat them.

One is that he has no appetite, and the other is that He Yanzhi is not good at peeling apples, and the result is really ugly.

After her mood improved, He Yanyue began to worry about other things again.

"Oh, bro, I'm so sad."

He Yanzhi glanced at her: "Want to go to the bathroom? I'll ask Mama Chen to help you."

"No, no." He Yanyue shook her head and said, "I was thinking, I finally finished my homework, but I can't go to see Chuanchuan, woo woo, I'm so sorry."

He Yanzhi: "..."

I'm sick and still have the mind to worry about this, I'm afraid it's not a madness.

But when he heard that Bai Xuchuan was mentioned, he was a little worried about that guy, put down the fruit knife, wiped his hands, took out his phone and sent a text message.

After He Yanyue hung up a bottle of water, the phone remained silent.

In the past, Bai Xuchuan replied to his messages as quickly as if he had a mobile phone in his hand.

nothing will happen, right?

After He Yanyue finished hanging two bottles of water, only one light was on in the ward. She washed her face, lay on the bed, and started playing Plants vs. Zombies with her other hand.

He Yanzhi stood up, went to the corridor, and dialed the phone.

No one picked up.

Dial again, no one answered.

"The call you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later..."

He Yanzhi put the phone back in his pocket and pushed open the door of the ward.

He Yanyue glanced at him, a little curious.

"Brother, why do you keep walking around?"

He Yan asked subconsciously: "Do I have it?"

"You have."

He Yanyue's face was itchy and wanted to scratch it, but Chen Ma grabbed her and gave a look to indicate that you want to leave a scar, so she weakly withdrew her hand.

She had to turn her attention to his brother: "brother, who have you been calling?"

"A friend." Without raising his head, He Yanzhi stood at the window and checked the signal carefully. There is no problem.

"Then why hasn't your friend answered the phone?"

He Yanzhi sighed, as if talking to himself, but also as if answering her.

"I'm worried that something will happen to him."

He Yanyue turned her head to look at her brother, pondered for a while, and muttered: "Brother Xiao Wu used to lose contact for a year or so, and you are not like this."

He Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then said, "That's different."

He Yanyue was puzzled: "Why is it different? Didn't you always say Brother Xiaowu is your best friend?"

He Yanzhi pondered.

Can that be the same.

Lu Xiaowu is like an animal, if there are only him and Grandpa Pei left in the world, it will definitely be Lu Xiaowu who survives to the end.

And Bai Xuchuan is simply the opposite of Lu Xiaowu.

In short.

Different.

The phone still couldn't get through, he turned around from the window: "Mother Chen, it's hard work for you to stay with Yueyue all night, I'll come over tomorrow morning."

Chen's mother agreed, and since she made sure that He Yanyue had no major problems, she has been urging He Yanzhi to go back and rest early, she is here.

He Yanzhi took the clothes and glanced at He Yanyue.

He Yanyue was still asking with interest: "Are you really a friend? Could it be my future sister-in-law?"

He Yanzhi:?

He lowered his head and glanced at He Yanyue: "...recover well, and stop thinking about it."

He Yan got into the car, backed out of the garage, and drove the car almost over the speed limit.

The phone is still dialing non-stop, but there are always busy signals coming from there.

He was restless, and the car drove faster and faster.

His car was already a performance monster, so if it soared, he didn't know how many fines he would receive tomorrow.

Drive to the nearest traffic light to Jiyun's house, red light.

He slams on the brakes and dials home one last time.

"Beep beep-"

Still no answer.

"..." He Yanzhi raised his hand to press down on the aching temple, his forehead muscles twitched.

The red light lasted for a long time, the car windows were wide open, the surroundings were silent, and the night wind blew in.

He lit a cigarette, looked at the house where the silhouette could already be seen, his black eyes were dark, flashing with unknown thoughts.

After all, why are you so worried?