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82_82952 Wen Xiaohui stayed for a while. Seeing that Luo Yi was drowsy, he quietly wanted to get out of bed.

As soon as he moved, Luo Yi suddenly opened his eyes: "Where are you going?"

Wen Xiaohui was startled: "My mother asked me to go back for dinner."

Luo Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?"

"I was in a daze just now. I felt like I was dreaming. I dreamed that you were next to me, but you wanted to leave..." Luo Yi sighed: "It's really annoying that I'm like this. How could I be like this?"

Wen Xiaohui looked at him, feeling a little uncomfortable. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Luo Yi looked at him tenderly: "Brother Xiaohui, are you really back?"

For a moment, he did hesitate, but he finally nodded.

"Can you kiss me again?"

Wen Xiaohui gently pressed his forehead and touched his lips.

Luo Yi showed a slight smile: "Sweet."

Facing those full eyes, Wen Xiaohui's heart trembled. Luo Yi's pale and thin face had a kind of morbid beauty, which looked... pitiful. He patted Luo Yi's face: "Have a good rest, I'm going back."

“Will you reply if I text you?”

"If you see it."

"Where's the phone?"

"What I heard."

"What time will you come tomorrow?"

"I'll come when I wake up."

"Do you want to eat the breakfast I made?" Luo Yi said with a smile, "I also want to make it for you early."

Wen Xiaohui scratched his hair: "I really want to eat it, especially the omelette rice."

Luo Yi's eyes were slightly sour, and he looked at Wen Xiaohui with affectionate eyes.

Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. He rubbed Luo Yi's hair and said softly, "I'm leaving."

"Um."

On the way home, he kept thinking about how to talk to his mother. After thinking about it, he felt that his mother would understand when she saw Luo Yi lying in the hospital, although he knew that the truth was not that simple.

He went home, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then rushed to ian's apartment, where his mother was waiting for him to go to dinner. He passed by the mall on the way and bought ian a pair of golf clubs to celebrate his promotion.

After ian received the gift, he laughed happily. Feng Yuehua complained that Wen Xiaohui spent money recklessly, but he could not hide the smile on his face.

They had a harmonious meal. Ian answered the phone and went to talk business. The two of them were watching TV in the living room. Feng Yuehua ate the grapes handed over by Wen Xiaohui one bite at a time. She said happily: "You are doing well these days."

After learning a lot, I finally feel more at ease.”

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said: "Mom, I will never let you worry again."

"That's good, but don't torment me anymore. Look, my skin is no longer slippery these days."

Wen Xiaohui kissed her on the face: "You can just go for some maintenance and swipe my card."

Feng Yuehua smiled and said nothing.

"Mom, I want to tell you something, but don't be too surprised."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

Wen Xiaohui worked up his emotions for a while: "When I found out yesterday, I was shocked too... Actually, I'm quite confused now."

"What's wrong, don't scare me?" Feng Yuehua put down the fruit in his hand.

"Mom." Wen Xiaohui looked directly into her eyes, with an expression that seemed to be crying and smiling: "Luo Yi is still alive." For some reason, after he said this, tears couldn't help but flow out. He had obviously cried enough.

, I have vented enough, but it is difficult to control in front of my mother.

Feng Yuehua's eyes widened: "What? Luo Yi is still alive?"

Wen Xiaohui wiped away his tears and nodded: "He was injured and lay in the hospital for a long time."

Feng Yuehua was so shocked that she didn't know what expression to put on her face. She rubbed her hands and couldn't react for a long time: "This... why didn't he tell you earlier? Could it be that he was seriously injured?"

Wen Xiaohui nodded: "It was quite heavy. When it exploded, he was almost pierced through the internal organs by the hull."

Feng Yuehua covered her mouth and her eyes became wet: "Oh my god, what kind of evil did this child do to have such a father?"

Wen Xiaohui did not dare to say that Chang Xing was not dead, for fear that his mother would be more worried. He just said: "His life is not in danger now. He is young and in good health, so he should be able to recover well."

Feng Yuehua let out a heavy breath: "Let me slow down, this... this is too bizarre. Why didn't he tell you earlier? It has made you uncomfortable for so long? Everyone has suffered along with you."

"Mom, I'm sorry." Wen Xiaohui felt guilty.

"Hey... No matter what, it's a good thing to be alive... You guys are all in time to film TV series, how could this happen?" Feng Yuehua looked upset, and it was difficult to accept this fact for a while. Her reaction was similar to that of Luo Rui

same.

After ian came out after making the call, he was shocked to see both of them crying. After knowing the whole story, he exclaimed God all night and said that he and Feng Yuehua would go to visit Luo Yi.

Wen Xiaohui thought it would be a good idea to let them go and take a look, so that his mother could feel at ease.

That night he stayed at Iian's house. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed. Only then did he remember to look at his phone. Sure enough, they were all text messages from Luo Yi. He picked one and replied: I just finished taking a shower, go to bed early.

My mother and Ian want to visit you tomorrow. Please keep the bodyguards away and don't scare them.

Luo Yi replied almost instantly: Okay, I also want to see them.

Wen Xiaohui replied: Go to sleep, I'm asleep too.

Luo Yi called over. After the call was answered, Luo Yi whispered: "I want to hear your voice before going to bed." His background sound was the quiet ward where you could hear the drop of a needle, which made his voice sound particularly lonely.

"good night."

Luo Yi smiled and said: "Good night, I'll wait for you tomorrow."

Early the next morning, the three of them set off. Feng Yuehua and Iian bought a lot of fruits and supplements. Ian wanted to buy flowers, but Feng Yuehua stopped her, saying that such things were useless. Iian helplessly made a face at Wen Xiaohui, and Wen Xiaohui couldn't bear it.

Stopped laughing.

The three of them arrived at the hospital, and sure enough the bodyguards and nurses were not there. Wen Xiaohui knocked on the door twice, and Luo Yi's voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Pushing open the door, Luo Yi changed into a hospital gown. This suit looked at least two sizes larger than yesterday's, making him look particularly thin. He lay on the bed with his head tilted, his face pale and as if he might faint at any moment.

His expression made him look very weak.

Wen Xiaohui couldn't help but cursed and started acting again.

Feng Yuehua couldn't stand it when he saw him like this: "Luo Yi..."

"Auntie..." Luo Yi struggled to sit up, but as soon as he moved, he began to be out of breath. If Wen Xiaohui hadn't seen him in good condition yesterday, he would have really believed that he was about to die.

"Hey, don't move, just lie down." Feng Yuehua quickly went up to support him and let him lie down: "Hey, you kid, your life is not good either."

Luo Yi smiled faintly, feeling helpless.

Wen Xiaohui introduced Aian, and Aian was obviously frightened by Luo Yi's state, even speaking very quietly.

Luo Yi comforted them: "My injury has improved a lot, but I have lost my appetite recently and can't eat. Now my appetite has improved a lot, and I will be able to get out of bed in a while."

"That's good, that's good." Feng Yuehua said happily: "You feel like this, Xiaohui feels uncomfortable, and so do I. You should get better soon."

Luo Yi looked at Feng Yuehua gratefully, and the bright eyes on his pale face looked particularly moving: "Auntie, thank you for caring about me so much. If I can see you again, I..." He choked with sobs as he spoke.

Feng Yuehua's eyes were also red: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. You are so young, you will definitely get better."

Feng Yuehua and Ian comforted Luo Yi for a long time, but Wen Xiaohui didn't say anything for a long time. He really wanted to remind Luo Yi to stop pretending to be a big deal. Luo Yi's acting skills were so good that he felt uncomfortable just watching.

Afraid of affecting Luo Yi's rest, Feng Yuehua left after staying for half an hour. She asked Wen Xiaohui to stay with Luo Yi more and enlighten him so that he could get better soon. Wen Xiaohui agreed awkwardly.

The couple left, and only Luo Yi and Wen Xiaohui were left in the ward. Wen Xiaohui looked at him with squinted eyes.

Luo Yi raised his lips and smiled: "You came earlier than I thought."

Wen Xiaohui "tsk-tsk" twice: "You, the actor, do you need to do this?"

"I'm afraid that my aunt will blame me for why I didn't do it earlier..." Luo Yi's words came to his lips, but he didn't dare to spit them out.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier and just watched me suffer for three months?" Wen Xiaohui snorted sarcastically: "You know the truth, you are just crueler than anyone else."

Luo Yi looked at him guiltily.

Wen Xiaohui licked his hair: "I won't say anymore. You have plenty of time to atone for your sins from me. Get well now and don't lie in bed all day long."

Luo Yi grabbed his hand and rubbed it against his face: "I will definitely get better soon. I want to make breakfast for you, take you out to play, and stay with you every day."

"You don't have to work anymore?"

"Work is not as important as you, and nothing is as important as you."

These words were still very useful to his ears. Wen Xiaohui couldn't help but raise a smile: "Then I still have to work. I want to move the studio here in Pengcheng."

"Okay, I'll let someone handle it."
To be continued...