The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Duan Ming urgently contacted the crew and chased upstairs all the way, watching Liang Xiao being pushed into the ward for fluid infusion, and an emergency medical examination.

    "It's really a bad cold...no lung infection, but I still need to get the high fever down."

    The housekeeper stopped the agent outside the door and explained to him: "The foundation is not good, I haven't rested well recently, and I have to work hard, but I still need to support."

    The housekeeper said in a low voice, "The doctor said that fever is also the body's self-protection. It is not a long-term high fever, but it is also good for the body. The main thing is to rest..."

    Duan Ming took a deep breath, exhaled, and leaned back against the wall: "Got it."

    Liang Xiao was still unconscious.

    I can't help you, but I will disturb you.

    "Mr. Huo..."

    Duan Ming looked in the ward again, reluctantly relieved, and tried his best to pull back some thoughts: "Mr. Huo is really Jiangnan——"

    The housekeeper smiled wryly: "Really."

    "I originally wanted to let you infiltrate Mr. Liang slowly."

    The housekeeper explained in a low voice: "That's why I kept telling you, I didn't expect those people to take the lead."

    Duan Ming's expression darkened: "Is it the Huo family?"

    "More than that." The housekeeper said, "This time it was Long Tao who took the bait, and the family got caught."

      chips.

    Liang Xiao is not the only one, many stars in the star crown have been completely and ruthlessly attacked by Long Tao, and several public relations and marketing departments are working hard to deal with it these days.

    The split family held this thunder in their hands, and pressed them to Huo Lan and Liang Xiao after they made it public. But now being so attracted by Long Tao, he can't help but let it out. In these public relations battles between Tianxingguan and Long Tao, it didn't even cause any splash.

     "So the Star Crown didn't take it seriously... I just handed it over in an ordinary report, and I didn't specifically mark it."

    The housekeeper whispered: "It's too late when Mr. Huo sees it."

    In recent years, the star crown has been on the right track. Huo Lan has not been so angry for a long time.

    Huo Lan kept calling Liang Xiao in the car, but couldn't get through.

    Duan Ming rubbed his face hard and smiled bitterly: "He turned on the mute when he was filming, and we didn't pay attention..."

    "We know." The housekeeper nodded hurriedly, "I don't mean to blame you and Mr. Liang."

     "Mr. Huo... I've always been afraid that Mr. Liang will misunderstand."

    The housekeeper looked at the closed door of the ward: "Mr. Huo has long wanted to make it clear with Mr. Liang, but he has never found a suitable opportunity, and he is always preparing. occasion."

    The housekeeper hesitated and looked at Duan Ming: "You—"

    "I don't know if he listened."

    Duan Ming twitched the corners of his mouth and intercepted the housekeeper's words in advance: "When I was talking to him, he couldn't listen, and he just remembered to tell me that he was not betrayed by the man in Jiangnan. ."

    Duan Ming tried his best to listen to the conversation between Liang Xiaoshao and Huo Lan before he passed out, and he was confused, and now he has no clue: "It is possible that Mr. Huo said so much, but he didn't say a word. hear…"

    The housekeeper didn't expect this to be what he was going to say, and shook his head: "Mr. Liang listened."

    Duan Ming was stunned: "Why?"

    "Mr. Liang listened, so that Mr. Huo would not blame him."

    The housekeeper has been with Huo Lan for many years, and he can see clearly better than others. After a while of silence, he continued: "Mr. Liang should have no hope... That person was Mr. Huo back then."

    "Yes..." Duan Ming remembered and nodded, puzzled, "Why—"

    "Mr. Liang knows it better than anyone." The housekeeper whispered, "If it was them who met each other at that time..."

    Housekeeper: "The person who would never forgive the person in Jiangnan back then was Mr. Huo himself."

    Poor nutrition, can be knocked down with one hand.

     Punish him to copy the script, and make him sit upright, knowing that he will not be able to memorize it.

    I know that he is afraid of taking medicine and knows what kind of candy he likes.

    No matter what the problem is, he will be told until he completely understands or collapses.

    Meticulous to the point of being almost rigid, others believe whatever they say, and if they believe it, they foolishly help. Just give him the meal card and the inhibitor of half the warehouse, a natural fat sheep...

    Huo Lan's voice echoed repeatedly in his ear.

    The thin, thin, bespectacled teenager in my memory suddenly had a name.

    Involved by the name, the past dreams one after another, the picture is to hold him tightly, and he can't wake up.

    …

    The familiar palm reached over, dry and warm, and covered his eyes.

    Liang Xiao relaxed a little and fell back into a dream.

    When he was brought home by the young Huo Lan, he was still very calm.

    The book is too difficult to memorize, Xiao Liang Xiao leaned on the window and looked out the scenery, folded the paper plane and wanted to throw it down, but was meticulously stopped by the young Huo Lan, saying that it would pollute the environment destroy greenery.

    Xiao Liangxiao really wanted to play, so she floated around the room in desperation, and finally forced the person who was doing the questions at the desk to be helpless, put down the pen and got up.

    Afraid that he would throw himself out of the window, Xiao Liangxiao took precautions and wrapped the curtain around himself.

    The juvenile Huo Lan wears glasses, and is far from the cold and stern aura he has now. With the corners of his lips pursed, he takes him off the curtain with a serious headache and asks what he is tossing about.

    Xiao Liangxiao shivered and asked him if he was trying to make money and kill his life.

    It was still cold outside, the young Huo Lan put on his coat and went to open the door.

    The young Huo Lan was staggered by him, stunned, and reached out and touched his head.

    …

    That evening, the teenager Huo Lan helped him pick up paper airplanes all night.

    The slender teenager supported his knees and panted lightly, looked up at the direction he threw the plane seriously, and ran after him.

    Huo Lan was not strict with him at all.

    He doesn't know what home is like, and the young Huo Lan doesn't know how to make friends. In addition to being meticulous and never relaxing in his studies, as long as he grinds a few more times, he will give up the principle and cooperate with him.

    He moved the furniture in the room indiscriminately, and Huo Lan helped him carry it together. He wanted to add some decoration to the house, bought stickers and applied glue, Huo Lan helped him hold the stool and asked him to paste the words "Double Happiness", a big sale he bought from the roadside, on the window.

    He suddenly wanted to fish, but the security downstairs refused to let him, and he forgot about it after two days of trouble. Huo Lan still tried his best to buy a koi fish tank, and then went to buy a fishing rod with a length of four meters and five meters.

    Xiao Liangxiao tried his best to abduct him, dragging the young Huo Lan to run out, go out for two kilometers to eat the famous bean curd, go to the night market to eat unhealthy snacks, pry the lock on the roof, sit on the roof Dangling his legs on the roof to watch the sun go down.

    In these years, every time Liang Xiao looked back, he felt that that time was especially happy.

    I was so happy that even if I felt tormented and sad later, I closed my eyes and pretended to go back to that time, as if I could live well.

     But such days seem to be too short and too few.

    He didn't even have time to say goodbye to Huo Lan, and one accident after another swept them. Nothing was saved.

    Liang Xiao couldn't help recalling in his dreams over and over again, what he did when he left, what he took away, and what he left behind.

    What did he leave Huo Lan, and what did he let Huo Lan face alone.

    How did Huo Lan come here over the years? When he was not found and was calculated by the separation of the family, when his parents passed away, no one around him could be trusted, and when the crisis was approaching the abyss.

    Huo Lan said that he is the color of his sky.

    Liang Xiao never thought about this sentence, but now she suddenly understood.

    The light rain in Tianjie is like crispy, but the grass is far away.

    …Near but not.

    Huo Lan had known from that time, but not only was he not angry with him, he even wanted to hug him.

    Liang Xiao's eyes flashed hot water, and he was breathing heavily, trying to find the young alpha he left in Jiangnan.

    Huo Lan sat beside the hospital bed, leaned over and hugged him, kissing his temples carefully to comfort him.

    Liang Xiao couldn't tell the reality of the dream, so he panted to find him: "Huo Lan..."

    "I'm here." Huo Lan clenched his hand, "It's okay, I'm here."

    Liang Xiao was afraid that he would not forgive the boy who was left in the south of the Yangtze River, so he was coughing a little and dragged him: "Don't punish him, blame me, it's my fault, don't punish him …”

    Huo Lan's throat was hot, he hugged Liang Xiao tightly, and buried his head in his neck: "No."

    "It's not your fault."

    According to Liang Xiao's teaching, Huo Lan hoarsely read to him a little bit: "Yin and Yang are wrong, God's will tricks people."

    Liang Xiao was struggling a lot at first, but he whispered to both sides against his ear, trembling, vaguely calm for a few seconds, but his chest heaved and heaved more and more.

    Huo Lan was worried that he would be uncomfortable, so he hurriedly hugged Liang Xiao and reached out to ring the bell, but Liang Xiao struggled to hold on to his cuff.

    Liang Xiao's throat moved, tears streaming down her tightly closed eyelids, choked and murmured silently.

    Huo Lan hugged him, put the person on his body, endured the pain and held his breath as he approached to listen.

    Liang Xiao was in his arms, trembling, and repeated in a hoarse voice: "No more trouble..."

    Huo Lan's chest was so painful that she could hardly breathe, and closed her eyes.

    In Jiangnan, Xiao Liangxiao likes to make him angry.

    Every time he was making troubles, he really made him angry, and he drooped his head pitifully and admitted his mistake, and turned around to coax him back from the door.

    The young Huo Lan was also abducted by a little bit of temper. He learned that being harassed was really a headache, so he put down his pen to get his coat, and made a gesture to leave.

    "You make trouble." Huo Lan hugged him tightly, choked, "You make trouble, I won't go, I won't go."

    Huo Lan didn't know which time he dreamed, he tried his best to recall, and explained in a hoarse voice: "I'm going out to buy something... What do you want, I'll buy it for you, don't be afraid, I'll be back soon-"

    Liang Xiao was forced by the dream reality, curled up on his chest, and finally collapsed: "I miss home..."

    There was a buzzing sound in Huo Lan's mind, and his heart was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.

    Liang Xiao was about to bite her wrist again, but Huo Lan gently hugged him, wrapping him around her neck.

    Liang Xiao trembled, his chest heaved violently, the broken choking sound could no longer be suppressed, and it overflowed from his throat intermittently.

    "I think so too." Huo Lan choked on his throat, "Home is still there."

    "The home is still there, I don't feel comfortable leaving it to them, I have brought it back... in the villa."

    Huo Lan didn't know how much he could hear, so he whispered next to Liang Xiao's ear: "We'll go back after filming."

    "There is a pond, I asked them to raise fish, and they will catch them for you."

    Huo Lan: "You can stack as many paper planes as you want, without damaging the environment...it's beautiful."

    Huo Lan closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I thought it was pretty that night, but I didn't want to talk to you because I wanted to save face."

    "I like what you take me to eat and what you take me to do. I'm not really angry when you play a prank, I just like you to make trouble."

    Huo Lan could hardly continue, choked: "I——"

    Liang Xiao was panting and coughing a little, Huo Lan carefully patted him gently and asked Liang Xiao to lean on his chest.

    Huo Lan bowed her head and kissed him: "I miss you very much."

    Liang Xiao couldn't hold it any longer, and buried herself on his shoulders, crying bitterly.

    No matter how hard she cried, Liang Xiao finally got rid of the nightmares of these years and gradually calmed down in Huo Lan's arms.

    Huo Lan always guarded him firmly, cold compresses to cool down, water and medicine, until the early morning, the high fever on Liang Xiao's body finally began to gradually subside.

     "It's not a big problem, it's no longer necessary to take medicine if it burns down to 38.5°C."

    The doctor checked it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief: "Slowly reduce the fever, mainly physical cooling, and drink more water."

    The housekeeper stood by the side and asked, "Will it be uncomfortable?"

    "Uncomfortable is inevitable."

    The doctor nodded: "When the fever is high, the body does not feel obvious, but the process of fever reduction is more uncomfortable, especially in the range around 38°C, the physical discomfort will be more serious."

    The doctor thought about it for a while, and gave a general introduction: "There may be headaches, body aches and fatigue, chills, and some people have gastrointestinal symptoms and are reluctant to eat."

    The housekeeper is worried: "Do you need some medicine?"

    "It's not necessary." The doctor smiled, "This is the natural protection mechanism of the human body, and it mainly depends on the family's **** and humanistic care."

    The housekeeper was a little relieved, thanked the doctor, and politely sent the person out of the ward.

    Huo Lan sat beside the bed.

    From last night to now, except for changing the towel when applying cold compresses, he has hardly left the hospital bed, and his eyes have always been on Mr. Liang, who is in deep sleep.

    The housekeeper was afraid that he would not listen, so he brought breakfast from his assistant: "Mr. Huo... The doctor said that Mr. Liang is okay."

    Huo Lan has no appetite: "No."

    The housekeeper did not argue with him, nodded, and put the lunch box aside: "The doctor said that 38.5 ℃ will not take medicine, but Mr. Liang may feel uncomfortable."

    Huo Lan frowned and looked up at him.

    "It is the natural reaction of the human body." The housekeeper is skilled at repeating the machine, "mainly relying on family **** and humanistic care."

    Huo Lan's mind was on Liang Xiao, and he helped Liang Xiao slowly rub the blood from the infusion, barely keeping up with this overly tongue-in-cheek expression: "...what?"

    The housekeeper was straightforward: "I'll make you feel more sorry for Mr. Liang."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Housekeeper: "…"

    Mr. Liang did not hold back, closed his eyelids and coughed.

    The housekeeper was startled, and was about to check, Huo Lan had already embraced Liang Xiao's shoulders and said softly, "Awake?"

    Liang Xiao had been awake for a while, but she was embarrassed about the fact that she was biting Mr. Huo's shoulder and crying. She hadn't figured out how to face the new reality.

    Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed, opened her eyelids and glanced carefully: "Mm."

    Huo Lan's eyes finally lit up slightly, touched his forehead, and sat up with Liang Xiao in his arms.

    The ward was quiet, the housekeeper naturally disappeared from the scene, and he thoughtfully helped to close the door of the ward.

    Huo Lan quietly waited for him to speak.

    Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan and carefully confirmed: "Fat sheep?"

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan wanted to make him happy, closed his eyes, and tried his best to purse the corner of his lower lip: "Well."

    Liang Xiao was keen, looked at him uneasy, and gropedly held Huo Lan's hand: "Are you unhappy?"

    Huo Lan couldn't be too happy with this nickname, he was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."

    Huo Lan did his best to divert this topic without a trace: "After you leave—"

    Liang Xiao: "I'll go help you pursue your dreams in the entertainment industry."

    Huo Lan was stunned and looked up at him.

    "Being in a major, I did very well in the test."

    Liang Xiao was actually very satisfied, and always wanted to show off with him: "It's higher than half of the six percent, most of our class was not as good as me, and the next year I brought a Cultural remedial classes for sprinting before exams.”

    Huo Lan stared at him for a while, his eyes gradually melted into a warm color, nodded and listened quietly.

    "Using your iron fist is very effective."

    Liang Xiao still remembers the glory of the year: "Sorrows are everywhere, every day you have to lock the door with a padlock, otherwise everyone will run away."

    Huo Lan couldn't help but smiled softly.

    Liang Xiao likes to see him smile, and grins the corners of his mouth: "Really...I won't lie to you."

    Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan with serious eyes: "What you heard is all that I am uncomfortable, but I am actually happy, I want to tell you."

    Huo Lan held his hand and leaned over to kiss Liang Xiao's lips: "En."

    Liang Xiao was so burned that she couldn't see her blushing, and he felt dizzy when he kissed him. He touched the yogurt beside the bed, unscrewed it, and held the bottle cap to Huo Lan: "Look."

    Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What?"

    Liang Xiao grinned: "One more time."

    The agent hurried to the door, vaguely saw two vague figures inside, he stopped, turned around and tiptoed away.

    …

    Liang Xiao had a fever, and her physical strength was not very strong.

    Huo Lan touched his forehead, changed the towel he had prepared, sat back on the bed, and leaned against him with Liang Xiao in his arms.

    Liang Xiao was so comfortable that she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and rubbed Huo Lan's neck: "How about you?"

    Huo Lan lowered his head: "What?"

    "After I... leave."

    Liang Xiao was confused: "What did you do?"

    Huo Lan tried his best to think about it, and found the most happy thing to tell him: "I moved our room... back home."

    Liang Xiao: "??"

    Huo Lan guessed that he probably didn't hear when he fell asleep, so he fell silent and continued, "It's in the villa."

    The housekeeper said that the two of them fell in love with each other, and the collection of past memories after many years will make Mr. Liang happy.

    Huo Lan tried his best to whisper to him, "I've been hiding and didn't let anyone in."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao pressed his forehead and took a deep breath: "It's... the room where three hundred and twenty-seven keys can't be opened."

    Huo Lan nodded.

    Liang Xiao: "It contains the house we lived in..."

    Huo Lan nodded.

    Liang Xiao murmured: "...everything in the house."

    "Take it all."

    Huo Lan's shoulders tensed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Nothing left for them."

    Liang Xiao cried in her heart, but she left me nothing. Seeing Huo Lan looking down with a sincere expression, she choked back with a sullen voice: "Well done... beautiful."

    Huo Lan became very sensitive, frowned, and said softly, "Not happy?"

    "I'm so happy." Liang Xiao was dying, "Why didn't you change the lock..."

    Huo Lan whispered: "You taught me that it is useless to lock the door when resisting."

    Liang Xiao gave himself a headbutt when he was a teenager.

    "I want to lead you into the urn and make him think he can open the door easily, but in fact he won't get anything."

    Huo Lan: "I didn't understand anything when I took over Huo's. This was the first thing I learned."

    Liang Xiao held back for a while, her heart softened a little, she raised her head and kissed the side of his neck: "Alright."

    Sacrificing one of him would probably have embarrassed a lot of **** who dared to miss the young Huo Lan at that time.

    Liang Xiao felt that it was worth it, and was a little happy, holding Huo Lan's hand and moving it in his arms: "When you go back, take me to see it."

    Huo Lan said softly, "It's all yours."

    Liang Xiao's eyes lit up unsatisfactorily, coughed, and continued to take advantage of the fire: "I also want to decorate the master bedroom... The bed is too far from the table, which is inconvenient."

    Huo Lan nodded: "Okay."

    Liang Xiaofei quickly took the opportunity to bring in the private goods: "I don't want to copy the script..."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Liang Xiao still remembered the doctor's advice at the bedside, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, and slipped down his arm with a dying breath: "Headache."

    Huo Lan pursed the corner of his lower lip, lowered his head and wanted to speak, watching Liang Xiao resting on his pillow and closing his eyes silently, his heart suddenly tightened: "Liang Xiao."

    Liang Xiao woke up and assured: "Just a few days of fever."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan was quiet for a while, calmed down his intense heartbeat, his eyes fell on his still hot and red auricle, and nodded: "Okay."

    "If you don't want to copy it, don't copy it." Huo Lan said, "I'll read it to you."

    Liang Xiao had a sour nose and grinned.

    Liang Xiao was driven crazy by copying textbooks to the point of being aggressive in the room, Huo Lan couldn't coax him, so he could only take him off the table and replace it with Read to him.

    The hardships return to the hardships, and the things that are firmly memorized are entered into the brain.

    Liang Xiao thinks back now, if it wasn't for the time when the young Huo Lan forced him to learn, he really wouldn't necessarily be where he was now.

    Huo Lan listened to him and stopped talking, and felt a little uneasy. He lowered his head and touched Liang Xiao's eyes: "Uncomfortable?"

    "I don't feel very much." Liang Xiao said, "I'm just tired."

    He is always uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and his current state is not much different from usual, but he is particularly uninspired, and he is so sleepy that he still wants to sleep well.

    Liang Xiao was reluctant to sleep, and wanted to talk to Huo Landuo, holding her eyelids: "Do you miss me when you get home? Every time I go on stage and face the camera, I actually miss you, It's just that it hasn't been very bright some time ago..."

    "I really want to." Huo Lan tested his forehead temperature, put Liang Xiao back on the bed carefully, carefully helped him lie down, and said softly, "The list of practitioners in the pharmaceutical industry, I also every time I'll watch it every time."

    Liang Xiao was confused: "Why would I go to the pharmaceutical industry?"

    Huo Lan didn't quite know when he told him that he wanted to be an actor, so he was silent for a while, then half squatted down to hold his hand, and said softly, "The world is messing with people."

    Liang Xiao turned his head and smiled: "The world is really annoying."

    Huo Lan stroked his hair, then raised the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes and nodded.

    Liang Xiao was so sleepy, groping to hold his hand, her eyelids sank a little.

    …

    Liang Xiao opened her eyes, frowned, holding Huo Lan's sudden intense pulse: "What's wrong?"

    Huo Lan stared at him, his throat moved, but he did not speak.

    Liang Xiao touched the cold sweat on the hand on his neck, vaguely guessed what was going on, and squeezed his hand firmly: "I'm fine, it doesn't mean that something happens every time I close my eyes."

    Huo Lan is clear in his heart, but his mind is still difficult: "I know."

    Liang Xiao had an idea: "Huo Lan."

    Huo Lan raised her eyes.

    Liang Xiao coughed twice, wrapped his cuffs between his fingers, exhaled very realistically, and slowly closed his eyes without making a sound.

    …

    When the housekeeper came to deliver porridge to Mr. Liang, Liang Xiao's desensitization treatment for Mr. Huo's short-term stress response had just been carried out for the seventeenth time.

    The housekeeper pushed open the door and watched as Liang Xiao was still talking to Mr. Huo one second, but the next second, he raised his hand and clutched his chest, opened his mouth and said nothing , the whole person fell backwards.

    Huo Lan sighed softly, and skillfully put back Mr. Liang who was softly touching porcelain in his arms.

    Bent over her shoulders, wrapped the person in her arms, and performed artificial respiration for half a minute with great care.

    Housekeeper: "…"