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When Chuzheng saw the wallpaper, she was stunned for a moment. She had no special reaction and asked him calmly: "When did you take the photo?"

The photo shoot is pretty good... mainly because of her good looks.

"..."

Sheng Yan squeaked and his face turned red. Fortunately, Chu Zheng couldn't see anything in the darkness.

Chuzheng obviously just asked casually. She turned on the flashlight and looked around. Then she put her hand on Sheng Yan's waist and pushed her: "Get up."

Sheng Yan stood up in a panic, holding on to the table and chair next to him, as if he was frightened.

"hiss……"

Before Sheng Yan could stand and ask, he fell back again. Chu Zheng reached out to support him.

The flashlight in Chuzheng's hand shone at his face: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yan's face looked a little ugly. He stretched out his hand to touch his ankle. Chu Zheng shined the flashlight on Sheng Yan's ankle. Sheng Yan's ankle was already swollen.

Sheng Yan had twisted once on stage before, but it wasn't very painful. With the performance, he didn't have time to pay attention.

He twisted again just now and now he can't even stand up.

Chuzheng stood up from the side and moved the person to sit on the chair next to him.

"Take it."

She handed the phone to Sheng Yan, and Chu Zheng knelt down and held his ankle to check.

As soon as Chu Zheng touched her, Sheng Yan gasped and the color on his face lost a bit.

"It hurts?"

Sheng Yan endured it and shook his head.

"I'll take you to the hospital first." Chuzheng turned around and tapped her shoulder: "Come up, I'll carry you."

"ah?"

The young man's eyes were half confused, half at a loss, and one half nervous.

Sheng Yan refused: "No, no need, I can go by myself."

"You won't be able to get to the hospital even if you wait until tomorrow." Chuzheng said angrily, "Hurry up."

"..."

Sheng Yan hesitantly stretched out his hand, put it around Chu Zheng's shoulders, hooked her neck, and moved his weight over her.

Chuzheng easily carried him on her back, and Chuzheng weighed him: "Have you lost weight recently?"

Sheng Yan's chest was pressed against Chu Zheng's back, his head was next to the crook of her neck, and he could smell the fragrance of her hair.

Sheng Yan was in a trance. When he heard Chu Zheng's voice, he finally regained consciousness and replied with a sigh: "No... no."

"Is it."

Chuzheng didn't believe it.

It's definitely lighter.

During this period of preparation for the concert, Sheng Yan didn't get much rest, and sometimes he didn't eat well, so he was definitely losing weight.

Chuzheng walked up, and Sheng Yan suddenly turned his head: "Hua..."

"No more." I don't care about flowers at this time.

"You gave it to me..."

"I'll give you a car tomorrow." The boy really likes flowers!

"??"

"Zhao Lu, do you want us to be here?"

Sheng Yan responded lowly and shined the flashlight forward.

When he turned his gaze slightly, he could see the smooth profile of the girl's face.

Sheng Yan's hand wrapped around Chu Zheng's arm and slowly tightened.

Chuzheng wanted to speak, but when she turned her head and saw Sheng Yan's pale face, she held back, hoping that she would not be strangled to death.

The passages outside were all closed. Chuzheng circled around and found no place to go out. She called Lisa, who contacted the staff who had not left, and then rescued them.

-

Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao rushed to the hospital in a hurry. When they saw Chu Zheng, they shouted: "Boss, what's wrong with Xiao Yan?"

"What's your name? Do you have any qualities?"

Musheng quickly shut up: "Where is Xiaoyan?"

Chuzheng pointed to the ward: "It's just a sprained foot, nothing serious."

Sheng Yan's foot has been bandaged. Although it is not serious, the doctor also asked him not to exercise strenuously for a short period of time, otherwise it may cause secondary injuries.

When they left, Sheng Yan asked them to go first, as he wanted to stay a little longer.

Mu Sheng took his wife, and Qu Jiangxiao took his sister, so they had no choice but to leave first.

"Why are you so careless?"

"It's okay, it's just a twist." Sheng Yan sat on the hospital bed: "It will be fine soon."

"What's the matter? You look like you're about to make a rice dumpling. What do you call this? Then what do you mean it's nothing?"

"..."

Chuzheng let the three of them chat for a while, and finally couldn't help but chase them away.

"You guys aren't leaving yet?"

"I'll accompany Xiaoyan..." Mu Sheng immediately pounced on Sheng Yan.

Chuzheng pushed him away: "No need."

"boss……"

Qu Jiangxiao stopped Mu Sheng very sensibly: "I'm so tired today, why didn't you clamor to sleep before? Xiaoyan also needs to rest. Xiaoyan probably won't be able to rest while you are here. Come back tomorrow."

"But……"

Qu Jiangxiao covered Mu Sheng's mouth and pushed him out, not forgetting to turn his head and smile at Chuzheng: "Then boss, please take care of Xiaoyan."

"What, I..."

Musheng's voice was blocked by the ward door, and the ward fell silent instantly.

Chu Zheng sat down on the chair and said, "Go to sleep."

Sheng Yan pursed her lips and finally lay down slowly.

Snapped--

The lights in the ward went out.

The room was as quiet as if no one was there.

"Why...are you late?"

Sheng Yan's voice sounded in the darkness, breaking the silence in the room.

"Something happened." Chuzheng looked over there and could only see the blurry outline of the boy.

Sheng Yan asked, "Is it an accident?"

"Um."

In the darkness, Sheng Yan's eyes were a little bright. She didn't mean not to come, she had something to do...

Sheng Yan held his beating heart and slowly closed his eyes.

-

The night was as cold as water, and a ray of moonlight fell on the window sill. It was roughly cut off by the curtains and could no longer pour in.

In the dim light, a figure stood in front of the hospital bed, slowly bending down.

Chuzheng looked at the sleeping boy, and after a moment she suddenly kissed him.

…

The next day.

When Sheng Yan woke up, Chu Zheng was not in the ward.

Sheng Yan was relieved that Chu Zheng was not here.

He had a bad dream last night, dreaming of himself kissing her...

If she was really here, Sheng Yan still didn't know how to face her.

When he sees her now, he can't help but think wildly.

Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao came early in the morning, fully armed, rushed into the ward like thieves, and slammed the ward door.

"Oh my god, I scared daddy to death." Musheng patted his chest: "I almost got discovered."

It was already midnight when they came last night, and there was no one else there.

Qu Jiangxiao pulled down his mask and asked Sheng Yan with concern: "Xiaoyan, how are you?"

"It's pretty good." Sheng Yan glanced at his feet: "The doctor just checked them and there's nothing wrong with them."

"How did you sprain yesterday?" Musheng was curious: "Weren't you still fine when we left? And why were you with the boss?"

Sheng Yan pinched his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and did not answer Mu Sheng's question.

Qu Jiangxiao looked at Sheng Yan for a long time, and finally asked, "Xiaoyan, do you like the boss?"

Sheng Yan raised his head and met Qu Jiangxiao's gaze.

They sang together, practiced together, and performed together, and they had an extraordinary tacit understanding for a long time.

Sheng Yan's expression changed and he finally nodded.