Knowing that internal medicine patients were not admitted to car accident patients, Yu Mian and Lin Jianshen went to the surgery department upstairs.
Before asking at the nurse's station, Yu Mian asked Lin Jianshen to keep quiet.
He is a public figure after all. Even though he is wearing a mask that covers half of his face, his exposed brows and eyes, which are as light and timeless as those painted in ink, are extremely eye-catching.
If he was asked to speak again, his highly recognizable voice would most likely be recognized.
Yu Mian didn't want to see her idol fall into a scandal. The media and paparazzi in the entertainment industry had no limit to breaking the news. If they found out that Lin Jianshen was in and out of the hospital, they might write "The actor showed up in the hospital, suspected of being seriously ill." "Surprise! It was revealed online that the actor was hospitalized in disguise. Will he meet his mysterious girlfriend?" and other shocking news.
"Hello, is there a person named Yu Mian here?"
"Yu Mian? Yes, who is she?" The nurse at the front desk looked at them, her eyes turned around Lin Jianshen's face, which was covered tightly with a mask, and asked.
Yu Mian said what she had planned in advance: "We are her friends. We heard that she had a car accident, so we wanted to come and see her."
"Yu Mian was confirmed dead after resuscitation failed. Someone just issued a discharge certificate for her. She is no longer in the hospital now. You are late."
There was a buzzing in his head, and Yu Mian was shocked: "Isn't she an orphan? Who will handle the procedures for her?"
She had a look of shock on her face. No one knew better than her. Yu Mian had been living in seclusion for so many years. She had no close contacts at all, and it was impossible for her to have friends who were good enough to come and collect her body. After hearing what the nurse said, it was her first time. My first reaction was disbelief.
The nurse saw her red eyes and kindly reminded her: "It must be a friend of hers. If I remember correctly, his last name is probably Wen."
Yu Mian suddenly realized that it was him. If the friend named Wen mentioned by the nurse is correct, it should be Wen Quyi, and he is indeed an acquaintance of Yu Mian.
Wen Quyi is Yu Mian's neighbor, and she and she can be said to be childhood sweethearts. The two grew up together. Later, Yu Mian's parents died in an accident, and the Wen family helped her many times.
It wasn't until the two graduated from high school that Wen Quyi was admitted to an internationally renowned art academy, while Yu Mian chose a local comprehensive university. In order to take care of their son, the Wen family quickly moved out of X City, and since then they have No more contact.
Maybe it was because the hospital couldn't contact anyone, so she called the Wen family number saved in her phone.
Not seeing "Yu Mian", the two returned without success.
Lin Jianshen remained silent all the way. From the moment Yu Mian gave him instructions, he walked beside her silently without saying a word.
Too many things happened in the morning, and Yu Mian was no longer in a sad mood. Her thoughts were racing, and she would occasionally pay attention to the people around her, trying to see what he was thinking, but found that she could not tell anything.
Sometimes I think about Wen Quyi and what the ending will be like for the old self who was taken away.
Absently walking to the door of the ward, the person in front of him suddenly stopped. Yu Mian subconsciously stopped and looked at him blankly.
"Sorry, I have to leave first, I'm a little pressed for time."
Lin Jianshen raised his hand and revealed a quartz watch on his wrist. The simple black dial with silver hands looked fashionable and grand.
Yu Mian suddenly remembered that Lin Jianshen was filming a movie recently. She only saw the news about him joining the cast a few days ago. She must have made time to come to the hospital today. As a result, he was willing to accompany her to find "Yu Mian". "Sleep", spending time on these things that have nothing to do with him.
"Okay, go ahead. Thank you for coming to see me." She felt warm and grateful in her heart. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but tell her, "Don't be too tired while filming, and pay more attention to your body."
"Yes." Lin Jianshen nodded, looked at her one last time, turned around and strode away.
Perhaps because he was afraid of being recognized, he did not take the elevator, but took the stairs on the other side of the emergency passage. Yu Mian watched his leaving figure, his clothes fluttering and disappearing around the corner of the stairs. She stood there for a moment and returned to the ward.
…
Coming down from the stairwell on the seventh floor, a man in a jacket was squatting on the steps smoking. When he saw Lin Jianshen coming out, he put out his cigarette butt and stood up, pointing at the screen of his mobile phone: "You are a bit late at this time."
Lin Jianshen didn't even look at him, and walked straight out. The man didn't care, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can nearby, and followed him.
"How is your little fiancee?" The man, Lin Jianshen's agent and assistant, Dai Zhong asked gossiping.
After staying with a taciturn person like Lin Jianshen for a long time, Dai Zhong gradually developed a tendency to talk. Even if Lin Jianshen didn't answer, he could talk for a long time alone.
"She didn't scold you, right? I heard that she went to the hospital to lose weight to chase stars. Did you go in and ask her? Does she really want to break off the engagement with you for Chu Yan?"
The two of them arrived at a low-key black car. Lin Jianshen got into the back seat, and Dai Zhong walked around to the front and got into the driver's seat.
Before he asked what he wanted to hear, Dai Zhong poked his head from the front and said in a very angry tone: "Why are you still so calm? Look at how dedicated Chu Yan is and has appeared in all kinds of variety shows and commercials. How does he look like you?" If he doesn’t even participate in the event, he can steal your little fiancée this time, and the next step will be to become your fan!”
Lin Jianshen took off his mask, with a touch of coldness lingering between his brows, and his expression was indifferent: "So what?"
Dai Zhong almost laughed at him: "That's your fiancée!" Can a normal man tolerate cuckolding
"It's just a business marriage." The scene of the girl telling him with tears in her eyes that she didn't like Chu Yan appeared in front of him. Lin Jianshen paused and added, "She said she doesn't like Chu Yan."
"Do you believe what people say? Do you know how popular Chu Yan is now? Older girls like her like this kind of fresh meat. Eight out of ten are Chu Yan fans!"
"oh."
He looked so lukewarm again, as if his worries were unnecessary.
Dai Zhong had already lost his temper due to his attitude and was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He changed the subject and said: "Your senior fan, the one who leaves you messages every day, Kapok, why didn't she come out today?"
After following Lin Jianshen for five years, Dai Zhong had long discovered the existence of this fan. At the same time, he also knew that Lin Jianshen paid unusual attention to kapok.
Sure enough, before Dai Zhong finished speaking, Lin Jianshen had already taken out his mobile phone and opened the Weibo interface.
His trumpet is up there, and his big one has been left to Dai Zhong to take care of. He usually sends out work promotions and stuff, but doesn't have much personal stuff.
The trumpet is equally cold, with only one follower, who is also his most frequent visitor, and his nickname is simply two words, Kapok.
The avatar is a piece of pure white paper, with a line of beautiful words written in ink on the paper: When the forest is deep, I see deer, when the sea is blue, I see whales, when I fall asleep, I see you.
He clicked on her profile picture and flipped through her homepage. Sure enough, there were no new updates posted today.
At eight o'clock every morning, Kapok would send a message to Aitling, most of the time it was just a good morning or what the weather was like today.
This move was very common, just a normal check-in with his idol, but when this happened for several years, when he was at a trough and faced setbacks, these beautiful and encouraging words full of love for him came to him. has a different meaning.
Seeing his reaction in the rearview mirror, Dai Zhong clicked his tongue a few times: "Are you panicking? What will you do if Kapok powder falls on someone else?"
But Dai Zhong just said this casually. After so many years, he also knows how die-hard this fan is. Will Kapok become a fan of other celebrities? The possibility is too low.
As far as he knew, not long after Lin Jianshen entered the industry, when he was still an unknown star in the 38th tier, Kapok had already become his fan, checking in every day without stopping, and had been playing for eight years.
Later, Lin Jianshen gradually became popular, and there were more disputes. It was she who stood up bravely, fought for him and organized a fan group for him. Every time Lin Jianshen was attacked by public opinion, it was she who stood up for him and marched forward.
Dai Zhong has lamented countless times that Lin Jianshen has a good fan.
For eight years, I only fanned of him. There are endless celebrities in the entertainment industry, and countless fans come and go. You can be a fan today and turn negative tomorrow. They are swayed by rumors and public opinion. She is the only one who remains unwavering and sticks to him.
Dai Zhong had been curious about Kapok's true identity. He had previously speculated whether this person might be someone Lin Jianshen knew in real life. However, Kapok protected his own information very well and had a quiet personality. He usually spent the rest of his time except for business matters. It's low-key outrageous.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, Lin Jianshen said nothing. He tapped his fingertips on the phone screen, edited a sentence and sent it out.
Lu: Why didn’t you check in today? are you sick
The sky outside the window was gloomy, as if it was about to rain, and the back seat was dimly lit. The light from the mobile phone screen was projected on his face. The man's nose was straight, and half of his face was hidden in the shadow. Thick eyelashes covered the dark pupils, and the pupils were a little smaller. A bright light.
After not receiving a reply for a long time, the corners of his lips pursed slightly unconsciously, drawing a straight line.
…
In the hospital, not long after Yu Mian arrived in the ward, the Yu family's parents came back. The discharge certificates and other documents had been prepared, and they were ready to be discharged without hesitation.
There aren't many things to pack. Yu Mian doesn't have any big problems. She just needs enough energy to replenish her energy. So apart from some tonics, the rest are her personal belongings. Because she came in a hurry, the most important thing is a cell phone.
Yu Mian was holding the latest Mango mobile phone and looking at the photo of Chu Yan printed on the phone case, her mood remained unchanged.
She unlocked it with her fingerprint, and Chu Yan's image came into view on the desktop background. She opened Weibo and saw a bunch of Chu Yan's Weibo reposts on Yu Mianmian's Weibo, as well as countless rainbow farts from her idols. She couldn't help but smile. My heart stopped beating.
Yu Mian held her phone, wondering whether to continue using Yu Mianmian's original account or register a new one? After all, she has now changed her identity. She can't use her Weibo account, but she needs an account as Yu Mianmian.
Her style is different from her original one, and she is afraid that someone with intentions will find something wrong, and she doesn't want to delete Yu Mianmian's Weibo. These are proof of the other person's existence and the traces left by that girl in this world. She can't bear it. erase.
Before she could think about it, Mrs. Yu called her over there: "Mianmian, let's go."
Yu Mian said "Okay" and ran over. Uncle Liu, the Yu family's driver, opened the door and smiled kindly at her.
An older elder smiled at herself, and Yu Mian felt a little embarrassed. She smiled softly in return, "Hello, Uncle Liu."
Uncle Liu showed a flattered expression, and the smile on his face became a little more friendly, and he carefully protected Yu Mian into the car.
Mrs. Yu was also in the back seat. As soon as Yu Mian sat in, she took her arm affectionately and said, "Mianmian, let's go to your place first and clean up the ceremony before going home."