Mr.Lu Spoils Wife So Much

This time, the man was directly angry, his voice suddenly raised several times, and he said, "what do you mean, Baijia! I apologize to you in a low voice, but you are so ungrateful! "

As she said it, she reached out to shake Baijia.

Liang bochen heard the voice, turned his head and saw that she was talking to Bai Jia like this. As soon as her face sank, he raised his hand and pushed the man away, protecting Bai Jia in his arms. "Are you sick! She has a high fever now. She took the fever reducing medicine just before she went on the stage. She is sleepy and uncomfortable. She doesn't want to pay attention to you. What's the matter? Even if she's not ill, she doesn't want to talk to you. What's the matter? Do you still want to do something to her? "

"I, I..." The man retreated several steps in fright, looked at Liang bochen's angry face, and said in panic, "master Liang, I didn't mean that, I just..."

"I don't care what you mean!" Liang Bo Chen did not give her any face. "Stay away from my Jia Jia!"

When Liang bochen came here, he was polite to everyone and didn't take airs at all. Now he is angry and looks really frightening.

Shen Mu and Zhou Xiao hurry to pull the man away. If Liang bochen gets angry for a while, they can't carry him here.

After a while, Ma Yu came to announce the results of the first game. Sure enough, Bai Jia got the highest score and was the last one to appear.

Liang bochen was really worried about Bai Jia. Seeing that she couldn't raise her strength at all, she said to Ma Yu, "otherwise, Bai Jia will abstain in the next scene, and you will let the eliminated singer go to the hospital. I will send Bai Jia to the hospital now."

Bai Jia immediately opened her eyes, waved her hands, and said hoarsely, "no, I can go on, just the last song, I can stick to it."

Her voice is just as bad as the sound of the broken Gong. Ma Yu also advised, "forget it, you have already participated in one. You can go to the hospital now."

Bai Jia shook his head, "the next song, I just wrote, I want to sing."

Liang bochen knew he couldn't beat Bai Jia. After thinking about it, he said to Ma Yu, "otherwise, let her go on the stage first, and I'll take her to the hospital after singing."

Ma Yu nodded, "OK, I'll arrange it."

After Ma Yu left for a while, the deputy director came over and said, "Bai Jia, it's your turn."

Bai Jia reluctantly propped up, took his guitar from Xu Xiaowen's hand, dragged his weak body, and stood on the rising stage.

In advance, the host explained to the audience that Bai Jia was seriously ill, so she was the first one to go to the hospital after singing, so when the audience saw her coming out, they stood up and clapped hard!

Bai Jia went to the stage with his guitar in his arms and bowed deeply to the audience. Then he put the lozenges in his mouth. After the lozenges worked, he fingered the guitar strings and began to sing low and slowly.

This song is the one she just wrote this week. She wrote all her feelings and missing for Lu Yanyu into the lyrics. Every word is full of sadness.

As Xu Xiaowen said, this song is just listening to music, there is an impulse to cry. Now Bai Jia sings it in a low voice, which makes all the audience's hearts up.

They can't even hear Bai Jia's broken voice. Instead, they think that's how the song should be sung.

When the last note fell, Bai Jia reluctantly stood up with his guitar and bowed to the audience.

Half a day later, there was a burst of applause.

The host walked onto the stage and jokingly said, "I see Bai Jia's voice is smoking, so I won't talk to her."

Bai Jia opened her mouth and finally failed to say a word. She showed a sweet smile to the host.

The host held Bai Jia in his arms and patted her gently on her back, "OK, don't talk, step down, go to the hospital quickly. When you were singing just now, I pinched a sweat for you."

Bai Jia nodded gratefully and came out of the host's arms. As soon as she turned around, a man's familiar face suddenly appeared in her sight, with a cold and hard facial outline and three-dimensional facial features. Only the pair of eyes that looked at her showed a gentle light.

Bai Jia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised her foot and quickly ran off the stage. The audience thought that she was suffering so much that they went to the hospital in a hurry and cried, "Bai Jia, go back and have a good rest!"

Bai Jia couldn't hear anything. She quickly ran to the man, put the guitar on the ground, opened her hands and rushed over.

"Xiaobai..." The man's low voice is full of fatigue and deep miss of the journey, and his arms hoop Bai Jia into his arms.

This position, just blocked the sight of all the audience, Bai Jia speechless, tears.

Lu Yanyu bowed his head and wiped away the tears from her face. Looking at her pale face, his throat tightened slightly. He bent down and held Bai Jia up. "Yuan Liang, go to the airport!"

Xu Xiaowen picks up her guitar from the ground and runs to the gate with Yuan Liang. Liang bochen has already received a call from Lu Yanyu and is waiting for them at the gate.

Seeing Lu Yanyu come out with Bai Jia in his arms, Liang bochen's breath in his heart was finally relieved. "Go, Jia Jia's illness can't be delayed."When she got on the bus, Bai Jia's whole body was weak in Lu Yanyu's arms. Maybe she was ill, so she became vulnerable. Bai Jia endured the medicine and cried in a dumb voice. "You, you ignored me for so many days. I thought you didn't want me anymore, Wuwu..."

Lu Yanyu's heart was broken when he heard that. He hugged Bai Jia in his arms and pressed her face against her hot face. His eyes turned red. "No, I thought you were still angry with me, so I..."

Because of the sore throat, Bai Jia's cry was also intermittent and dumb. Lu Yanyu turned a little sideways and gave Bai Jia a kiss on the face. He said bitterly and reproachfully, "you're so sick, and you're singing, you What do you want me to say about you? "

Bai Jia sucked her nose, slightly raised her head, and looked at Lu Yanyu's Distressed face. She flattened her mouth and cried with tears. "Doctor, doctor, the doctor said that my vocal cords were damaged. I, I, I, I am afraid that I can't sing in the future, so So I want to sing to you while my voice is not completely broken. I wrote the last song for you. Do you, do you, do you hear me? "

Lu Yanyu heard that Bai Jia had just stepped on the stage. He rushed there and stood under the stage looking at her from a distance.

Every word, every lyric, is engraved on his heart like a brand.

"You turn to leave, memories turned into tears, I lift the fingerprints of the moonlight, only light injury..."

"I hear you." Lu Yanyu lowered his eyes, eyes printed with white Jia's face, low way, "after I accompany you to see the moonlight, will not let you sad."