What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, it seemed that the person on the other end was still in a state of confusion and confusion, and did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"...Lin Jingyang?"

This tone seems to represent that the owner of the voice is trying to remember who this name is.

A few seconds later, Lin Jingyang heard the sound of the quilt being lifted, the cloth rubbing against each other, and then the sound of footsteps.

Lin Jingyang pursed her lips, held the phone and did not speak.

A few seconds later, the door opened in front of him, and on the opposite side was Lu Yang who was holding his mobile phone and looking at him.

The expressions on Lu Yang's face at that moment were very rich. Various expressions of surprise, confusion, and bewilderment were intertwined and presented on his face. This Lu Yang, who has always maintained himself with indifference and rationality, looked a little innocent and cute.

But Lin Jingyang has no time to appreciate the cuteness of an idol that is rare in a century.

The moment he saw Lu Yang, his eyes widened, his tone was anxious, and there was a hint of anger: "Why is your face so..."

The scarlet letter was not spoken.

Because Lu Yang fell down towards him so softly, Lin Jingyang quickly supported Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's body temperature has never been very high, and the few times of physical contact, Lu Yang gave Lin Jingyang a cold touch.

Today is scorching hot.

Lu Yang leaned softly on his body, like a stove.

Lin Jingyang is not short at all. Even if Lu Yang is 1.8 meters tall and leans on him, it is not too difficult. He put his arms around Lu Yang's body and patted him: "Lu Yang? Lu Yang?"

Lu Yang hummed vaguely.

Lin Jingyang said: "You have to go to the hospital."

Lu Yang rubbed against him: "No."

Lin Jingyang's tone was a little tougher: "Be obedient, you must see a doctor now."

Lu Yang buried his head in his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "No."

For some reason, Lin Jingyang had a feeling that Lu Yang was acting like a baby from Lu Yang's actions and tone of voice.

Like a golden retriever.

Lin Jingyang suddenly remembered what Ning Tao told him.

"Lu Yang doesn't like to go to the hospital. There seems to be some reason. I don't know the specifics. Moreover, if he goes to the hospital, the media will guess wildly and the fans will have to appease him. So usually he doesn't go to the hospital when he is sick. The hospital, but a doctor surnamed Chen came to treat him, I will give you the doctor's contact information, if necessary, you can contact him."

Lin Jingyang turned her head to look at Lu Yang's head, which was buried in his shoulder, because he had just woken up, and the hairy and messy head.

What could be the reason?

He softened his tone, and said to Lu Yang: "Okay, don't go to the hospital, I'll put you on the bed to rest first, come here."

Lin Jingyang put Lu Yang's right hand on the back of her neck, and Lu Yang obediently let him manipulate, and the two of them walked into Lu Yang's room step by step, supporting each other.

Lin Jingyang helped Lu Yang to lie down on the bed, and the quilt was still lifted, leaving a trace of warmth.

Lin Jingyang watched Lu Yang lie down, and covered him tightly with the quilt, even the corners of the quilt were firmly tucked under Lu Yang's body, so she felt relieved.

He turned his head and saw that the glass on the bedside had bottomed out, and there were several boxes of anti-inflammatory and cold medicines beside the quilt.

And next to the cold medicine, there was a stack of papers. Lin Jingyang remembered that Lu Yang said that he read the script. That stack of papers should be his new script.

Lin Jingyang sighed, and said softly: "You can't do this..."

Lu Yang was lying on the bed, the end of his eyes were burning red, looking at the pitiful Lin Jingyang stood up, he looked at Lin Jingyang and said: "Are you leaving?"

Lin Jingyang shook her head quickly: "I'll get you a glass of water."

Lu Yang didn't speak, just stared at Lin Jingyang, until he walked out of Lu Yang's room with the cup, he could still feel the gaze behind him.

Putting the cup on the dining table, Lin Jingyang called Dr. Chen first. After learning about the situation, Dr. Chen didn't ask any further questions, but said that he would come right away.

Lin Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

This is an apartment with a large area. The furniture is decorated in dark and cool colors, and even the lighting is in cool white tones. The desolate decoration style matches the indifferent owner very well.

But not the slightest popularity.

He walked into Lu Yang's kitchen, the kitchen was very clean.

It is so clean that there is no smoke or smoke, and there is no oily smoke stain. It is clear at a glance that this kitchen has never played its role.

There are range hoods and kitchen utensils, but they haven't even torn off the film that they brought with them when they bought it. Thinking about it, how can a person like Lu Yang who manages a hotel all year round be able to cook.

He opened the refrigerator, intending to make an ice pack for Lu Yang to cool down, but found that the refrigerator was empty, and opened the upper layer again.

Nothing at all.

Lin Jingyang sighed.

Expected.

Dr. Chen came very quickly. He was very surprised when he saw Lin Jingyang. Obviously, Dr. Chen knew about Lin Jingyang, but Dr. Chen was very professional, so he didn't ask any more questions. Beside, looked at Lu Yang worriedly.

Doctor Chen's eyes wandered over Lin Jingyang and Lu Yang, as if he was very confused about the current situation.

Dr. Chen has a girlfriend who is a fan of stars, and because of this, he knows a thing or two about the relationship between Lin Jingyang and Lu Yang's rival.

Although Dr. Chen didn't ask any more questions, he could clearly read the words "your circle is really messed up" from his eyes.

Dr. Chen gave Lu Yang an injection and prescribed some medicines. After confirming that Lu Yang's body temperature had subsided a little, Lin Jingyang was relieved.

Lu Yang got the injection and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Doctor Chen said: "It will be fine when the fever subsides tomorrow."

Lin Jingyang worried: "But when I saw him just now, he seemed to have a severe fever. His feet were so soft that he almost fell to the ground. Is he really okay?"

Dr. Chen said: "A person with a fever will lose his appetite. Has he eaten on time these two days?"

Lin Jingyang was taken aback.

Ning Tao didn't follow Lu Yang these two days, and Lu Yang's assistant wasn't there for some reason. With Lu Yang's personality, if no one was watching, he might not eat for two days.

Fever, taking medicine on an empty stomach, plus skipping meals.

Lin Jingyang looked at Lu Yang who was on the bed with his eyes closed and covered tightly by the quilt.

There was a burst of distress in my heart, and another burst of anger.

Feeling sorry for Lu Yang, but also angry at him for not taking his body seriously.

He raised his head and said to Doctor Chen: "Doctor Chen, can you please look at Lu Yang first, I'm going down for a while, just for a while, and I'll be right back."

Dr. Chen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

Lin Jingyang just came back after going out for a full two hours. When he came back, he carried two big bags of things in his hand. He put the things in his hands at the door, and immediately went in to see Lu Yang.

The red tide on Lu Yang's face had receded, he was sleeping peacefully, breathing very slowly.

Lin Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Dr. Chen said, "The fever has subsided a bit."

Lin Jingyang nodded.

Dr. Chen asked again: "Have you been here tonight?"

Lin Jingyang was taken aback.

Doctor Chen explained: "Just now there is another patient who is in a hurry. Lu Yang's side has stabilized. It's not a big problem, as long as someone is here to take care of it, you see..."

Lin Jingyang said: "I see, doctor, go and do your work, I will stay here and guard."

Doctor Chen nodded, instructed Lin Jingyang, and left in a hurry.

Just before leaving, Lin Jingyang could still see from Dr. Chen's eyes that he was confused about his relationship with Lu Yang.

After seeing off Dr. Chen, Lin Jingyang sat down beside Lu Yang's bed.

Lu Yang closed his eyes, his eyelashes scattered like small brushes on his lower eyelids, he slept peacefully, his usual look of rejecting people thousands of miles away was gone, he looked a bit harmless to humans and animals.

Lu Yang's skin is very good, without any blemishes, the corners of his eyes are still slightly red from burnt, covered by a thin layer of bangs, which neutralizes his sharp outline, now Lu Yang looks like a seventeen-year-old Like an eight-year-old boy.

Lin Jingyang looked at Lu Yang, and the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He gently stretched out his fingertips and landed on Lu Yang's face, tracing his delicate outline, but he never dared to touch it, for fear of disturbing the sleeping Lu Yang.

Lin Jingyang just looked at Lu Yang like this, and was slowly swept away by a wave of drowsiness.

When he woke up, he was still in the confusion of just waking up. He was pillowed on a slightly hard object, his eyes were half open, and he didn't move for a long time.

"woke up?"

When a slightly hoarse voice came, Lin Jingyang moved his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

Lu Yang was lying on the bed, looking at him sideways, with a smile on his lips.

Lin Jingyang woke up violently, and sat up all of a sudden.

After waking up, she realized that it was Lu Yang's arm that she was resting on just now.

Lin Jingyang looked at Lu Yang: "Did I just pillow on your hand? Is it numb? Why didn't you call me?"

He obviously came to see the patient, but fell asleep with his pillow on the patient's arm.

Lin Jingyang blamed herself in her heart.

He put his hand on Lu Yang's arm, which he had just slept on, and gently kneaded it: "Let me rub it for you."

Lu Yang looked at him pinching his arm, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it won't be long."

Lin Jingyang rubbed Lu Yang's arm, and said with self-blame, "I obviously came to see the patient, but I fell asleep with my pillow on the patient's arm. I really am."

"I took the initiative." Lu Yang said.

Lin Jingyang looked up at Lu Yang.

"I saw that you were sleeping too hard, so I took the initiative to give you my arm as a pillow." Lu Yang looked at him and said.

Lin Jingyang's ears turned red quietly. He was not talking, but just gently rubbed Lu Yang's arm.

Lu Yang didn't speak either, just sat up, leaned on the head of the bed and looked at him like that.

After a while, Lin Jingyang stopped, straightened up, put the palm of his hand on Lu Yang's forehead, and put the other hand on his forehead, comparing the body temperature of the two.

After such a comparison, he was still worried, so he took Lu Yang's temperature again and confirmed that Lu Yang's fever had subsided, so Lin Jingyang was relieved.

When Lin Jingyang was doing all this, Lu Yang was so obedient and let Lin Jingyang dictate.

Lin Jingyang put away the thermometer and glanced at Lu Yang. The distressed and angry mood came up again, and these two emotions were also loaded in his tone: "If I don't come, you plan to drink two medicines, and then Sleep all the time? Sleep until you get better? I told you not to stay up late." He pointed to the stack of scripts on the bedside: "Have you stayed up late to read scripts again? You stay up late to read scripts when you are sick. You don't eat anything, you...! How can you not take your body seriously."

Lin Jingyang's tone was really harsh and angry, as if she was scolding a child.

In front of Lu Yang, he has always been a fan to idols, and this is the first time he has such a cautious attitude.

Lu Yang looked at Lin Jingyang, exuding anger in front of him like a little lion with fur.

He looked at Lin Jingyang: "I'm sorry."

This sentence of sorry made Lin Jingyang's anger disappear in an instant.

At the same time, it also made Lin Jingyang aware of his arrogance. After all, his relationship with Lu Yang didn't seem to be good enough for him to use this tone to teach Lu Yang a lesson.

He and Lu Yang did not explicitly admit that they were friends, and they only had a few contacts, all at work.

At least until now, the only clear relationship between him and Lu Yang is his former teammate and former colleague.

Lu Yang was even sick, so he called Xu Mingshu and told him to take care of himself. If it wasn't for this phone call, no one would even know that Lu Yang was sick. No one would know that he needs help now. Lu Yang might still be alone. Under the quilt, in this icy home, he was drowsy and fell asleep.

Lin Jingyang's heart was instantly filled with guilt and distress: "No, I shouldn't talk to you in this tone."

Lu Yang shook his head lightly: "It's fine."

Lin Jingyang stood up, but Lu Yang grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Are you going?"

Lu Yang looked a little limp today, which made Lin Jingyang have an urge to hold him in his arms and gently comfort him.

He sighed: "You haven't eaten for two days, have you? I'll get you some porridge."

Lu Yang blinked, a little innocent: "My family has no rice."

"I know." Lin Jingyang said, meeting Lu Yang's embarrassed eyes, he explained: "So I just went to move some, and I got some milk, don't you like sweets? Why don't you give them to the family Prepare some milk, really, there is nothing in such a big refrigerator, how on earth do you live, by the way, if you want to drink milk, you have to warm it up, you know?"

Lin Jingyang's chattering appearance is really cute, Lu Yang looked at his chattering mouth, and just wanted to stop him with his mouth.

But he didn't do anything, he said: "Move it? Where did you move it?"

His home is in the suburbs, because he doesn't like the bustling urban areas, he always finds it too noisy, and the quiet suburbs are doomed to lack many living facilities. The grain and oil supermarket closes after seven o'clock, even A 24 hour convenience store would not be in this kind of place.

It was about nine o'clock in the evening when Lin Jingyang came. Where did he go to buy rice and milk?

Lin Jingyang said: "I'll go to my house to move. Your place is really too desolate. There is nothing. It's pitch black downstairs. There's not even a shop with lights on. Really."

Hearing Lin Jingyang's complaining tone, Lu Yang imagined that Lin Jingyang drove his own car for several hours just to carry a bag of rice.

At the same time, he imagined Lin Jingyang's house full of daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, everything, and full of fireworks.

Lin Jingyang didn't notice this, he said: "Then I'm going to cook, you can rest for a while."

Lu Yang nodded lightly: "Okay."

Not long after Lin Jingyang went out, the sound of tinkling bells and pots and pans came from the kitchen. Lu Yang slightly curled his lips, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the kitchen.

Lin Jingyang was wearing an apron. Of course, his family didn't have an apron. Lin Jingyang probably brought that apron from home. It was an apron with cartoon patterns printed on it, and it was tied into a bow at the back.

Lin Jingyang was tinkering with the rice cooker. All the furniture and utensils in this house were custom-made by the designer. Lu Yang remembered that they seemed to be imported from foreign countries.

The buttons of the rice cooker are also in foreign languages ​​other than English.

Lin Jingyang seemed troubled about how to operate the rice cooker, and bent down from time to time to look at the prompt. In the end, he managed to operate the rice cooker.

Lin Jingyang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and even wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lu Yang restrained the urge to rush up from behind, quietly returned to the room, and sat back on the bed.

And Lin Jingyang didn't know that this scene fell into Lu Yang's eyes from the beginning to the end.

After more than ten minutes, Lin Jingyang walked in holding a tray, and there was a faint fragrance of rice, mixed with a sweet fragrance of pastries.

Lin Jingyang placed the bowls one by one on Lu Yang's bedside.

While fiddling with the dishes, he said: "I don't really cook, and I don't know how to make porridge, but people with a fever should drink porridge. You can just eat it. This small dish is from Teacher Xu. She asked me to bring them. She said you like the side dishes she made the most. I was afraid that you would not be able to eat the porridge alone, so I made some, but you can only eat a little. And this pastry, which I made for Qin Teacher, I still have a little left at home, I just brought the rice here, don’t you like to eat pastries, but I see that you all eat Western style, I don’t know if you like Chinese style..."

"like."

Lin Jingyang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Lu Yang said that he likes to eat Chinese food, he smiled: "It's good if you like it, but let's eat some porridge first, to pad our stomach."

Lin Jingyang picked up the porridge, took a spoonful, blew it repeatedly, and brought it to Lu Yang's mouth. Lu Yang glanced at the porridge that was handed to his mouth, and then at Lin Jingyang.

Lin Jingyang blushed: "Oh, how could I feed you so easily, you can eat by yourself."

He was about to put down the bowl, but Lu Yang stretched his head forward and swallowed the porridge in the spoon in one gulp. When he swallowed the whole mouthful of rice, Lu Yang said again: "You feed me, my hands are tired."

Lin Jingyang was stunned for a while, then said blankly: "Okay."

Lin Jingyang just blew and fed Lu Yang like this, completely forgetting the side dishes on the side. He didn't realize that he had forgotten to feed the food until he had fed half a bowl. He put down the bowl and slapped his head: "Say yes I'm afraid you won't be able to eat, and I even prepared the dishes specially, my memory..."

Lu Yang hooked the corner of his mouth: "I want to eat some snacks."

Lin Jingyang glanced at Lu Yang and coaxed, "Okay, have some snacks."

He picked up a chopsticks snack and brought it to Lu Yang's mouth: "This has been kept in the refrigerator, I reheated it just now, maybe the taste is not so good."

Lu Yang swallowed the piece of snack, chewed it carefully: "It's delicious." After a pause, he added: "It's even better than the ones I ate."

Lin Jingyang frowned, obviously very happy.

Lu Yang looked at him: "I still want to eat in the future."

Lin Jingyang nodded: "OK."

After eating this meal for more than an hour, Lin Jingyang piled up all the dishes in the kitchen to soak, and prepared to wash them tomorrow.

It's only three o'clock in the morning.

He stretched and yawned again.

Lu Yang looked at him and said, "Go to sleep."

Lin Jingyang nodded: "I'll sleep on the sofa."

Although Lu Yang has three rooms, he only has this set of bedding, and he doesn't know how he usually changes and washes it.

Lu Yang stared at Lin Jingyang intently and said, "Let's sleep together, the sofa is too uncomfortable."

Lin Jingyang dodged her eyes for a moment: "I'd better sleep on the sofa."

Lu Yang's tone was a bit like a child's: "My fever has subsided, so I won't infect it to you."

Lin Jingyang sighed: "I'm not worried about this, you are a patient, I sleep with you, I'm afraid you can't sleep well."

Lu Yang looked at him with eyes like a dog's, which were wet and begging.

Lin Jingyang was silent for a while, and finally let go: "Okay."

He was probably too sleepy and fell asleep quickly.

And in the darkness, another kiss lightly landed on his forehead, very light and soft, without waking him up.

"Good night."

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