Good Samaritan Mr Yu

Shen Yu fainted and fell asleep under the effect of the medicine, and when he opened his eyes, he felt a lot more comfortable, but he was still sore and weak. He moved his neck slightly and turned his head to look out the window. It was a scene of lights and darkness intertwined.

"Brother Yu" An Wei asked softly when she saw this, she smiled from the bottom of her heart when she saw that Shen Yu really woke up, "You finally woke up."

"How long have I slept?" Shen Yu asked, his voice hoarse, An Wei hurriedly handed him a glass of warm water.

"Three hours, it's more than ten o'clock in the evening. Brother Yu, are you feeling better"

"It's better, don't worry about it." Shen Yu propped up and took a few sips of water, smiling to relieve An Wei. Seeing that his face was indeed much better than before, An Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Yu, you are really scared, if something really happens," then the boss wouldn't have to strip her skin off. An Wei remembered that Zhong Simo had ordered him not to tell Shen Yu that he had sent it, and quickly stopped talking. Looking at the posture of the boss today, An Wei absolutely doesn't believe that there is nothing between them.

When Shen Yugang woke up, his head was still a little dizzy, unaware of An Wei's unfinished meaning. He patted his forehead to concentrate his mental energy, and asked uneasyly, "I just fell asleep like this and there was no problem with my work, right."

"There is a problem, but it has been solved almost."

"Yeah" Shen Yu looked at An Wei who seemed to have a bad breath and couldn't help but smile, a little puzzled.

"Probably when you just went to bed, the host Yuanyuan posted a Weibo saying that there was a surname Xiao Xianrou who was playing a big name and didn't want to cooperate with him anymore. Soon it caused a heated discussion on the Internet." Wei briefly introduced what happened, and Shen Yu couldn't help frowning when he heard this. He had tried his best to avoid conflict, but it was obvious that Yuanyuan didn't think so.

"How did you solve it?" Shen Yu knew that this kind of vague accusation was difficult to deal with, but An Wei's expression of nothingness was inevitably curious.

"I didn't do anything. I just took a picture of Yu Ge's case sheet and the back of the comatose bottle, and posted a Weibo. I only said that you were hospitalized in a coma because of your work today."

Yuanyuan didn't say who it was by name or surname, and Shen Yu didn't stand up to lead the way. First, wait for the list of program groups to be announced, and then see who said who said who.

"Yuanyuan is very stable in front of the public. It is a beautiful girl who is not familiar with the world and has a large number of straight male fans. Then public opinion will not necessarily be on my side." Shen Yu pressed his forehead and sighed. Sighed. As an artist in the spotlight, unless he reaches Jin Ke's status, it is impossible not to face these unnecessary troubles.

"Her persona is false, as long as it is picked out, it will only cause greater backlash, what's the fear." An Wei said indifferently.

But to pick out the tight truth that a star has tried so hard to hide, it is simple to say, and it is not easy to do it.

"Did Director Zhong help?" Shen Yu asked softly like a ghost.

An Wei was taken aback when she heard the words. She stared at Shen Yu for a few seconds and finally said half the truth, "Well, this hospital has a cooperative relationship with Director Zhong's studio. I will take you to the doctor and go through the procedures. After a little back door, Director Zhong also knew about it."

"He seemed to be very angry, and directly asked the studio to take over the follow-up PR. Yuanyuan has been dismissed by the program team, but it seems that Director Zhong has not planned to stop." An Wei said carefully, paying attention to Shen Yu's expression. Unconsciously brought on the meaning of speaking for Zhong Simo. Sister Ay said it was the first time she saw her boss treat a person so seriously, if Yu Ge could accept it, it would be a good thing for them.

"I see," Shen Yu nodded in silence for a while, and said to An Wei, "You have been tired for a day too, there is nothing wrong with me, go and rest."

"Brother Yu"

"It's okay, you've been guarding me and I'm restless." Shen Yu smiled, with some messy black hair sticking to his face, looking very warm.

An Wei had no choice but to go to the nursing room next door to rest. Shen Yu watched her leave, lay on the hospital bed and closed her eyes. After a long time, she sighed. He inherited Zhong Simo's great kindness, but this kindness was based on the other person's different feelings for him, which made Shen Yu entangled and didn't know how to deal with it.

The phone on the bedside gave a soft sound, and Shen Yu stretched out his hand to take a look, but it was an irrelevant push of an app. He lowered his eyes, wondering what he was expecting to receive in those few seconds. The luminous number on the screen saver shows the current time, 10:13 pm, converted to Paris time, it is about 3 pm

Shen Yu opened WeChat expressionlessly and found out a person.

The voice call was connected after a few seconds of ringing. Because of the transoceanic reasons, the other party’s voice was a bit unclear, but very recognizable.

"Hey, is Shen Yu's health better?" Zhong Simo's voice came across countless countries, vaguely and intermittently, but Shen Yu somehow, when he heard him speak, his body relaxed completely.

"Much better," Shen Yu finished answering, without knowing what to say, unconsciously squeezing the phone in his hand. He made a voice call on impulse, and he already regretted it a bit.

There was no sound on the other end of Zhong Simo listening to the phone, and he smiled helplessly. The entanglement of this person was really boundless, but who made him look after.

"You take a good rest and act well. Don't worry about other things, I'll be there."

Shen Yu Mingming didn't want to owe Zhong Simo too much favor before, but he couldn't bear to hear him say the three words "I am" so naturally. It is not that he is reluctant to give him the convenience that Zhong Simo brings, but that this person is serious and all-encompassing care for him.

"Too much trouble you." Shen Yu murmured in a very low voice. Zhong Simo reacted for a few seconds before he heard what he said, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"What's the trouble, in my heart, mine is yours."

"Guide Zhong" Shen Yu was startled, and subconsciously let out a low voice.

"After I arrived in France in the past few days, I met many young couples, and occasionally observed and chatted. So I was reflecting on whether I said a little about love, so you don't understand my intentions, eh"

Shen Yu was embarrassed when he heard this, and his ears turned red unconsciously. He thought that Zhong Simo was already normal, or at least chose to hide the call. Unexpectedly, when he called, this person actually got better than before.

Just when Shen Yu felt that the phone was like a hot potato and wanted to hang up, Zhong Simo spoke again just right, "I said this is not to make you feel burdened. I just want to tell you that I'm taking it very seriously. I like you and pursue you. If you can accept me, I will naturally be ecstatic. If you still can’t accept me, I will definitely not cause you any harm.”

"You don't need to feel that you owe me anything with that round thing, because she angered me, so it's my own will to clean up her."

When Shen Yu met for the first time, he felt Zhong Simo's voice was low and sweet, and it sounded great. At this time, even though this voice was a little distorted across the distant ocean, it was still shocking when it followed the electric wave into the ears. Shen Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. Regardless of gender, Zhong Simo is really the rarest partner he might ever meet. How many people have lived a whole life, and never met a lover who really likes to understand themselves.

"Where are you now" Shen Yu changed the subject uncomfortably.

"hotel."

"Hotel France film festival activities should not be over at this time."

"I heard that you had an accident, and I was anxious, so I just came back to ask about the situation. Anyway, it's just a social cocktail party, and everyone who should have met has seen it. There is no problem." Zhong Simo smiled lightly and said that it didn't matter.

"Thank you" Shen Yu's voice was soft and light because of his illness, Zhong Simo's heart moved, and suddenly he wanted to teleport to his side, take the person into his arms and kiss him on the forehead.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to teleport. Zhong Simo regretfully put aside this whimsical fantasy. He heard the exhaustion in Shen Yu's voice and had to regret to say goodbye.

"You are tired, go to rest, if you are too busy at work, let An Wei push you off. I will wait for me to come back from France in a few days and invite you to dinner."

"OK, good night."

Zhong Simo heard the breathing of the person on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down, and hung up the call that the other party had forgotten to hang up. Being able to take the initiative to call him, he did not refuse the invitation to eat together. Generally speaking, there is still progress. Zhong Simo smiled. Can he look forward to something else?

Speaking of it, I don't know what the sick Shen Yu looks like, his voice is so soft and cute, people must be more likable, but he can't see it. Zhong Simo imagined Shen Yumi's staring eyes and smiling, feeling even more pity. However, Zhong Simo was absolutely reluctant to return to thinking and make him sick and uncomfortable. This time it was his negligence. Yuanyuan, who bullied Shen Yu into hospital, absolutely couldn't escape.

At this time, the Paris Golden Mint Film Festival’s one-day event was drawing to a close, and many celebrities left one after another. The reporter group of Xunfei News, who was stationed in the film festival to interview, also began to pack up and figure out what news to write. All kinds of domestic celebrities have long been bored with the gorgeous press manuscripts they paid for. How can there be no big news in such a big film festival?

"Team leader, come here," the photographer who compiled the video suddenly yelled in excitement, and the team leader looked at it when he heard the words, and saw a man in the corner of the screen suddenly changed his expression and hurried away from the back.