Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

Song Xiu didn't look at his comment section anymore, he put his phone next to the pillow, and lay on the hospital bed with peace of mind.

[666: Host, aren't you worried?You are now the most hated person on the entire network. 】

[Song Xiu: Don't worry, the blame will appear soon. 】

He clearly remembered these plots. No matter what news Lu Qi threw out, it would at most cause He Zong a little trouble. As long as the most critical information was not spread, there was still room for redemption.

Just like the information said, He Zong is indeed a rich second generation, and he is still a very rich one, but his family structure is different from ordinary ones. His parents have a bad relationship. mentally ill.

According to the original plot, Shen Xiu did steal He Zong's materials, but that was because He Zong's mother found him and forced him to death.

Back then, He Zong's mother said, "I know you are a good boy, but my He Zong can't hang out with you. Song Xiu, if you leave him, I'll give you money. If you don't leave him, I'll commit suicide. You don't I will make He Zong hate you forever."

Mother He said, "You are a person who crawls around in the mud, but He Zong is the proud son of heaven, he should not be with you, if you really love him, leave him, let him hate you, let him Blame you, let him never love you again."

In fact, even if Mother He didn't come out like this, Song Xiu would have made He Zong a scumbag, but he didn't expect that someone would come to deliver a pillow just as he fell asleep, so he followed the trend and stole He Zong's information and sold it to Lu Qi.

He knew the private relationship between Lu Qi and He Zong. Although there were conflicts, he would not do anything too extreme.

But he didn't expect that this smooth sailing would become an opportunity for a comeback.

[Song Xiu: Baby, find out who is attacking me with rhythm? 】

[666: Found it, it's He Zong's mother. 】

[Song Xiu: It really is her, she really cooperates. 】

Song Xiu couldn't help laughing.

After staying in the hospital for three days, Song Xiu was discharged from the hospital. As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, reporters surrounded him outside, and they almost smashed the microphone in his face.

Xiao Tao and the bodyguards struggled to clear the way for him before sending him to the car.

Xiao Tao rubbed his blue shoulders and asked, "These media are too scary, aren't they all born from robbery? Are they so agile?"

Song Xiu was amused by Xiao Tao's words. He leaned on the chair and said with a smile, "Isn't this a normal thing? You should be glad you didn't meet He Zong's fans this time, otherwise I'm afraid I'll have to go to the hospital again."

When Xiao Tao thought of the terrifying fighting power of He Zong's fans, he couldn't help but shudder.

Three days ago, Song Xiu made the top trending headlines. This was not a trending topic for buying. It was scolded by He Zong's fans abruptly. Now that the popularity has not diminished, they can only do things cautiously.

Xiao Tao recalled that tragic battle, with a few fans of Song Xiu mixed in, like little white flowers, struggling to survive in the cracks of a crowd of overlord flowers, it was extremely pitiful.

"呲-"

There was a piercing sound, and the car stopped suddenly. Due to inertia, Song Xiu slammed into the front seat, grinning in pain.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The driver said, "Someone is crossing the road, it seems to be Pengci."

Song Xiu: ...

He said with a headache, "Go down and have a look, don't cause trouble in this eventful autumn."

Xiao Tao nodded, opened the car door and was about to go down, but when he didn't want to look aside, he suddenly retracted into the car, and locked the window very quickly.

Song Xiu looked at Xiao Tao in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He... the fans of He Yingdi..." Xiao Tao was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He rubbed his stiff face before he finished his sentence and said, "It's He Yingdi's fans who are stuck in traffic. I'm afraid we I can't go anymore."

Song Xiu sighed, with his mouth that had been opened, he really couldn't talk nonsense.

Those little girls stopped hiding in the grass, and ran over one after another, some directly slapped the car door with their hands, and said in hatred, "Song Xiu! Get out! Get out!"

"You have harmed my family He Zong to such an extent, you still dare to sit in the car, get out!"

……

"Drive away?" The driver was a little scared when he saw this posture, and said, "This is a gang fight."

"What are you running for?" Song Xiu frowned, and said, "You just met someone, no matter it's Pengci or not, as soon as we left, they immediately said that we were a hit-and-run traffic accident, do you want to hang out in the entertainment industry in the future? "

Xiao Tao was confused, "Then... call the police?"

Just as Song Xiu was about to say something, he saw a familiar little girl approaching from the corner of his eye, who seemed to be saying something, and his heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.

He remembered that this little girl was a loyal fan of him when he attended the press conference.

The little girl probably said something in defense of him, which made the others extremely angry, and they all went to besiege the little girl.

Song Xiu's face darkened, and he was about to drive down. Xiao Tao grabbed Song Xiu and reminded him, "There are all fans of He Zong outside. If you are caught by them, your heart will be torn apart."

"I know." He opened Xiaotao's fingers, opened the door stubbornly, got out of the car immediately, closed the door quickly, and walked quickly to the little girl.

Someone just raised his hand and wanted to hit the little girl, but Song Xiu grabbed her wrist and pulled it aside in a measured manner. He held the little girl in his arms, and countless light signs fell on him.

"Go to hell!" Amidst the crowd of curses, there was a sharp sound mixed with the sound of breaking wind. Song Xiu felt bad, and he pulled the little girl into his arms, protecting her tightly.

With a "bang", a heavy object hit his head, a stream of sticky blood left from his forehead, and his eyes were bright red.

The little girl froze in his arms, with tears in her eyes, she hugged Song Xiu's waist and cried loudly, "No...don't, Song Xiu..."

The others were also stunned, seeing the blood soaking through his skirt and dripping to the ground, a small puddle of blood gathered in a short while.

Xiao Tao scrambled from the car to Song Xiu, the phone was left halfway, and He Zong's impatient voice came from the connected phone, "Hello? What's the matter?"

The scene was so quiet that almost the sound of a needle falling could be heard, only the girl's cry was very clear.

He Zong wanted to hang up the phone directly, but when he heard the silence and inexplicable crying on the other end of the phone, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He asked, "Xiao Tao? Song Xiu? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance!" Finally someone came to his senses and called in a panic.

Song Xiu actually didn't feel much pain, maybe because 666 helped him shield the pain.

He felt a little uncomfortable in front of his eyes. He stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, sighed, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it just looks scary, it's okay."

He took two steps back and wanted to get in the car to go to the hospital, but after taking two steps, his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

I vaguely heard Xiao Tao's panicked voice.

"Song Xiu—"

He Zong shook his hand, Xiao Tao's voice was too shrill, he asked eagerly, "What happened?!"

No one answered him, and he was about to call Song Xiu immediately, but he didn't expect a call to come in. It was his manager Akun. After connecting, Akun's anxious voice came from the phone, "Brother He, hurry up!" Check out trending searches."

He Zong had a bad premonition in his heart, he turned on the phone, and overwhelming news poured in.

And the most popular one, with big bright red characters floating on it, said, "Song Xiu was surrounded by fans of Actor He, was smashed and seriously injured, and has been admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment."

He Zong's breathing was slightly stagnant. He looked at the photos, Song Xiu's face was a little blurry, and Xiao Tao was holding him, his hands were covered with blood.

He Zong felt his heart hurt.

[666: Host, He Zong's hatred has dropped to 50. 】

[666: Host? 】

[666: Huh?Where did the host go? 】

[Song Xiu: Your host has already landed in a box, goodbye. 】

When He Zong rushed to the hospital, Xiao Tao was sitting outside the emergency room, his expression changed slightly.

Xiao Tao looked up and saw He Zong, he looked down at his hands, and said, "He...he wanted to protect his fans, and then he was hit by someone, all blood...however you call him, he can't listen I can't wake up."

He Zong felt a little cold in his heart.

The lights in the emergency room were always on, and doctors came in and out. Finally, the door of the emergency room opened. Song Xiu was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed out by the nurse.

Xiao Tao rushed forward and asked, "How is it? Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor took off his mask and said, "Fortunately, there is no major injury, but I still have to rest well."

Xiao Tao wiped away his tears, and cried, "Okay, I will let him rest well... He was just discharged from the hospital, and he said on the way that he would not meet fans of the movie king, if he did, he would have to go to the hospital again... ... You really can't say that nonsense."

He Zong: ...

He Zong turned around and followed the hospital bed, looking at Song Xiu's pale face, he closed his eyes tightly, lying there tightly, not knowing about his personnel.

"I heard...you were injured because of the fans." He Zong pulled the corners of his lips, smiled with difficulty, and said, "It turns out that you can protect a stranger with all your might, but you don't care about me. So cruel."

Song Xiu couldn't answer him.

He Zong sighed, kissed Song Xiu's pale wrist lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know, I will let go...Song Xiu, why can't you love me a little? Even a little."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and after logging into Weibo, he simply drafted a message saying "I broke up, please don't bother Song Xiu anymore." After repeated attempts, he still clicked send.

After all, he was still reluctant to let Song Xiu get hurt again, Song Xiu was the only light in his gloomy life.

But now this light doesn't want to stay by his side anymore.

He Zong laughed at himself, endlessly sarcastic.