[Zhang Yunlei] Shige is on top

"Who do you say you are?" Ling Jiuye looked at him and asked seriously.

"I'm Zhang Yunlei, I'm an actor from Deyun Society, and my brother-in-law is Guo Degang!" In order to keep him, Zhang Yunlei said all the titles he could take out in one breath, and squeezed his arm tightly, "Really, you If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you to find my elder sister!”

"...Are you really from Deyun Club?" Seeing him wearing a coat, Ling Jiuye seemed to believe him, "Then why are you here?"

"I..." Zhang Yunlei was at a loss for words. He didn't know why he came here. He couldn't tell Ling Jiuye in his dream that I must be dreaming. After stammering for a long time, he said, "I... I got lost..."

"...Ah?" Ling Jiuye didn't understand, and blinked, "What did you say?"

"I'm lost! I can't find the Deyun Club!" Anyway, it's a dream, so be cowardly, Zhang Yunlei yelled out all at once, looking at him pitifully, "Chen'er, help me."

"...You belong to the Deyun Club, and now you are lost and can't find the Deyun Club?" Ling Jiuye thought this might be a funny tongue twister, and sighed, "Are you stupid?"

"You're so stupid! Haven't you lost your way!!" Since it was a dream, Zhang Yunlei didn't care about his face anymore, so he just pissed off directly, and he was strong enough to be unreasonable! "What's wrong with me getting lost! Don't let people get lost!"

"..." What he said made sense, but he couldn't refute it. Ling Jiuye looked at him firmly with his lips pursed, rubbed his forehead, and could only say, "I'll take you there."

"Really?" Zhang Yunlei was overjoyed, maybe he could wake up from his dream when he arrived at Deyun Club! "Then let's go..."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from his right foot. Immediately afterwards, his left arm was so painful that he couldn't move, and his whole body was in excruciating pain. When he fell to the side of the road, he could only whine, "Chen'er..."

"What's wrong with you?" Just as Ling Jiuye was about to take him away, he saw him fall on the side of the road, and hurriedly squatted down to check. Seeing that his face was pale, he was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts...it hurts..." Zhang Yunlei wanted to hold Chen'er's hand tightly, but he couldn't lift it up at all. He could only stare at his face, but for some reason, his vision became more and more blurred. Consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and he could only read his name over and over again...

... Chener...

……help me……

...I don't want to die...

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The electrocardiogram on the instrument had already turned into a straight line. The doctor in the operating room sighed, and the chief surgeon couldn't bear it, and finally said, "Give him another injection."

Since a dead horse is a living horse doctor, it can be regarded as doing his best and obeying the destiny.

The medicine of the injection entered the blood vessel, and the rescue continued. After a few seconds, the original straight line on the electrocardiogram suddenly jumped again!

"The operation continues!!"

The green light in the operating room shines on people's hearts.

Ling Jiuye was dreaming drowsily.

He got up early in the morning to continue filming, and the finale filming of the last scene was not finished until near noon. He originally planned to have a finale dinner with the crew, but Chen Manman said that there was an urgent job in Nanjing, so he immediately packed his luggage and drove. Declined the crew's kindness.

When he got in the car, he wanted to call Zhang Yunlei, but he couldn't find it. Chen Manman said that he forgot to charge his phone yesterday, so now he can only charge him first, and ask him to use Xiaosu's mobile phone to contact Zhang Yunlei. Shut down, can only give up.

It must be because I worked too late yesterday and didn't get up yet.

Ling Jiuye could only sigh, and was about to take a nap in the car, and then contact him when he arrived in Nanjing, asking him to wait for him at home and return to Beijing tomorrow.

During this sleep, he saw Zhang Yunlei when he was a child.

I don't know where it is in Beijing, and it is sparsely populated. I only saw Zhang Yunlei, who was eleven or twelve years old, standing at the gate of the yard, with his hands behind his back and his head bowed, his long braid hanging down, dangling, and his expression was not very good.

Ling Jiuye subconsciously walked over and called out, "Braid?"

Little Pigtail looked up and saw him, a little dazed, "Who are you?"

That voice was a bit sharp, with a childish voice, clear and high-pitched than now, his expression remained unchanged, and the innocence in his eyes remained the same as before, shining brightly like shining stars.

Ling Jiuye laughed, walked over and squatted down, looked up at him, "I am your junior brother."

"Ah? Why don't I remember you? What's your name?" Little Braid looked at him and asked without doubting him.

"My name is Ling Jiuye, and I'm from the Jiuzi Division," Ling Jiuye saw that he was having fun, so he reached out and touched his head, but he slapped him off, bitterly

Smile, "You were so fierce when you were young?"

"What nine-character subject, there is no such word, don't lie to me!" The little pigtail pouted, determined not to be fooled, "I'll tell my brother-in-law!"

"Braid!" Ling Jiuye held him back with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and could only lie to him, "I haven't apprenticed to a teacher yet, so it's useless for you to tell the master."

"Student?" The little pigtail finally understood, and looked up at him, "Then why do you call my brother-in-law the master?"

He spoke Tianjin dialect, Ling Jiuye couldn't help laughing, bowed his head and said, "Aren't I in a hurry?"

"Don't be in a hurry, it's the rule!" Little Pigtail stared at him with his hips on his hips, scrutinizing him carefully, "Why are you learning cross talk, you're pretty good-looking, even better than your elder brother."

"You can't learn cross talk if you are good-looking?" Ling Jiuye thought it was very interesting, and really wanted to hug him, kiss him, but he was too small, so he was afraid of scaring him, so he could only chat with him. "I really want to be a teacher. You can take me for a walk, okay?"

"Sure, then I'll take you for a stroll," the little pigtail was quite negotiable, and dragged him for a stroll, saying as he walked, "My brother-in-law is out to perform and asked me to practice at home. I don't want to practice. He will definitely You're going to hit me, let's slip away first."

"Success," Ling Jiuye almost laughed out loud, letting him pull her to walk down the street.

Talking and laughing along the way, I don't know how long it took, the little braid suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

"...What do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you," Ling Jiuye looked at him helplessly, even in his dreams, he couldn't escape the fate of serving his senior brother.

"I want to eat a hamburger," the little braid looked expectantly at a fast food restaurant nearby.

"Okay, wait," Ling Jiuye readily agreed, and went to buy a hamburger. As soon as he went out, he found that the little pigtail was gone.

Son? "

The scene in front of him changed instantly. He saw the little pigtail standing on a bridge, walking slowly forward, suddenly became anxious, threw away the hamburger in his hand, and ran forward, shouting as he ran, "Braids!!"

The little pigtail seemed to hear it, turned around, looked at him condescendingly, smiled at him, waved his hand, and then jumped down——

"Braids——!!!"

Ling Jiuye woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

"What's the matter!" Xiao Su, who was also catching up on sleep, was woken up, and hurriedly looked at him.

Ling Jiuye was speechless, panting heavily, covered in sweat, wiped his face, grabbed Xiao Su's phone and was about to call Zhang Yun

Lei, being held down by Chen Manman, "Sister Manman?"

"Stop calling, we're here." Seeing that the car had stopped, Chen Manman was a little apprehensive, struggled with his words, and said after a while, "Chenchen, listen to me, Xiaolei had some accidents yesterday, and now he is in the hospital. You must calm down for a while..."

"Accident?!" Ling Jiuye became agitated when he heard the word. He opened the door and got out of the car without any explanation. When he saw the hospital in front of him, he was stunned.

Dong Jiuhan was waiting at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw him coming down, tears fell down his cheeks. He fought back, "Brother..."

"Where's the braid!" Ling Jiuye saw that he was here, and was still crying like this. The panic in his heart was instantly magnified. Thinking of the dream just now, he said anxiously, "Where is he!"

"...intensive care...brother!!" Dong Jiuhan didn't finish his sentence when he saw Ling Jiuye running into the hospital, and hurried to catch up.

Ling Jiuye didn't care much. Seeing the number of floors marked by the hospital, he quickly got on the elevator. When he arrived at the intensive care floor, he ignored the hospital's rules and ran to the ward. When he turned the corner, he saw people sitting or standing in the corridor. It's people, all of them are my brothers and sisters!

Seeing him coming, the brothers all showed subtle expressions, and Ling Jiuye couldn't care less, and just about to speak, he saw Yang Jiulang rushing out from the crowd and grabbed him, "Chen'er! "

"Where is Braid! What's wrong with him! I want to see him!" Ling Jiuye saw that he hesitated to speak, and immediately lost his original calm, and was about to open the door of the intensive care unit. I came up and pulled him away, fearing to cause commotion and disturb the medical staff inside, and forcibly dragged him to a remote corner.

"Chen'er, calm down! Braid, he...he's fine, ah, really fine, just go in and wait a while, be obedient," he was so excited, how could Yang Jiulang dare to mention the critical illness notice? He comforted him, but seeing Ling Jiuye's eye circles turned red, he panicked, "Chen'er, don't be like this, don't be like this, Zhui'er is still waiting for you, ah."

"Brother, tell me, what happened to him?" Ling Jiuye suppressed his sadness, looked at him word by word, and choked up, "What happened to him?"

What's the matter, why don't I know? "

"Chen'er...he..." Yang Jiulang followed with tears, and said after a while, "He fell off the station...he just came out of the operating room..."

Ling Jiuye felt that his mind went blank for a moment. He clearly understood every word of Yang Jiulang's words, but he resisted so much that he wished he could not understand!

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yang Jiulang panicked, and hurried to shake him, fearing that he wouldn't be able to take the blow, "Chen'er, don't scare me, Chen'er! Listen to me, Zhui'er is fine, ah, the doctor said Yes, as long as you get through the dangerous period, you'll be fine after two years of recuperation. Listen, it's fine.

Yes, it's all right! "

"How did he fall?" Ling Jiuye suppressed the sadness in his heart, bit his lower lip tightly, and hit the nail on the head, "How did he fall? Who followed him?"

Yang Jiulang was at a loss for words, and even felt that he was a little scary. He was so sad that he was dying, but he was able to trace the root of the matter in an instant, and hurriedly said, "It was an accident... Braid was drunk, so..."

"Who followed him?" Ling Jiuye's eyes changed suddenly, he stared at Yang Jiulang, gritted his teeth, "I know it's not you, who is it?"

"...No one is important anymore, can we not pursue this? What you have to do now is not to pursue responsibility, but... Chen

Son! ! "Yang Jiulang immediately understood what he meant, and it was the first time he saw hostility on his face. How dare he tell him the truth? Before he finished speaking, he saw Ling Jiuye turn around and leave without looking back. , grabbed him, "What are you doing! ! "

"I fucking killed that grandson!!" Ling Jiuye guessed which bastard was following Zhang Yunlei, and he couldn't help but say that he was about to take revenge, but Yang Jiulang grabbed him tightly, "Let me go!"

The other senior brothers heard their quarrel, Dong Jiuhan was the first to arrive, he was a little dazed, seeing something wrong, he hurried up to join Yang Jiulang to hold him back, "Brother! Don't do this!"

"Chen'er! Calm down! I beat up that grandson for you! Beat it up! Don't make a mess!!" Yang Jiulang knew that if he found someone at this time, he would probably be dead. How could he dare? Let go, the two of them hugged Ling Jiuye together, and hurriedly called out, "Hurry up and hold him down!"

Everyone else heard the shout, and a few young and strong senior brothers hurried over to help hold Ling Jiuye down, but he was so emotional at this moment that they almost couldn't catch him, so they just pulled him He fell to the ground, just short of being tied up, and they all urged, "Chen'er, calm down! Think about braids! He's still in the intensive care unit!!!"

The last sentence worked, Ling Jiuye was taken aback, stopped struggling, and lay quietly on the floor, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Don't be like this, it's okay, we can pass! Ah, we can pass! Don't be afraid!" Yang Jiulang suddenly remembered that he had watched Mr. Ling pass away, and motioned to the other brothers to let go, pulling him up and hugging him in his arms , patted his back, choked up and said, "It's okay! Braid will be fine, it will be fine! Trust him, ah."

"...Brother!" Ling Jiuye couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Yang Jiulang tightly and burst into tears.

The brothers who were present also wiped their tears. Dong Jiuhan cried with snot and tears, and everyone's hearts were hanging in the intensive care unit.

I don't know how long we cried until Ling Jiuye finally vented his sad emotions, let Yang Jiulang and the others pull themselves up, and sat on the chairs in the corridor first, staring blankly, not saying a word, let alone knowing Thinking about something.

Yang Jiulang didn't dare to leave him, for fear that he would be impulsive again and do something that would hurt him. Now that Zhui'er is still alive and dead, if something happens to him, even if Zhui'er is safe, it will be because of Ling Jiuye. And worried.

As for other things, let's take one step at a time.

After all, right now, there is nothing more important than Zhang Yunlei's life.

Looking at the gate of the intensive care unit, Yang Jiulang could only pray silently, hoping that he could survive this test.

As long as life is alive, then anything is easy to say.

The author has something to say: May my child be safe and successful, happy and worry-free