"Yes, it's me." Yang Xu spoke in a low and mysterious voice, like a spy. "Is it convenient to talk there?"
"It's convenient. What's the matter?" Li Xuan frowned, "Or is there something wrong with Sheng Min?"
"My brother... Oh, no, that's not the case. How can I tell you..."
"You're quite eloquent when you scold me, aren't you? Why are you stuttering..." Yang Xu stuttered for some reason, and Li Xuan was anxious. "Where is Sheng Min? Let him answer the phone."
"No, Li Xuan. It's not about asking him to answer the phone..."
"What is it?"
Li Xuan wanted to curse, but before Yang Xu could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped like he was braking, and called out in panic, "Brother."
"Give me the phone." Sheng Min said.
Li Xuan couldn't see the other person's movements through the receiver, but when he heard Sheng Min's voice, his tense mood relaxed a little. Yang Xu mumbled something unclearly, and then the call was transferred to Sheng Min.
"Hey." Sheng Min must have walked a few steps to the side before speaking, his tone was very relaxed, "Have you had dinner?"
"What's the matter with Yang Xu calling me?" Li Xuan was not led astray by him.
"Why are you so fierce?"
"I'm not mean. How could I be mean to you? I'm just a little anxious." Li Xuan was speechless and had to explain quickly.
"Oh." Sheng Min's voice was full of laughter. "Okay, then you answer me first, have you eaten?"
"Let's eat later." Li Xuan said, "So why did Yang Xu come to me? Did something happen to you?"
"Nothing." Sheng Min muttered quietly, why was he so persistent, "Just when I was returning to the hotel after the show, some fans were quite excited and followed the car over, blocking the door for a while."
"You're not hurt?"
"No."
Li Xuan always felt something was wrong: "Is that it? That poplar fluff..."
"Can I call him over and you ask him?" Sheng Min heard the implication of his words and interrupted with a slightly complaining tone, "Maybe it's raining on the mountain, the ground is slippery, and the staff are afraid of accidents. Both sides have a bad attitude and it looks very serious. Yang Xu is timid and thought I was scared too, so I wanted to talk to you... What, it's too small and I can't ask you?" His voice became smaller, "Aren't you my boyfriend?"
Li Xuan knew he was joking, and felt happy but helpless: "You know I didn't mean that."
“I don’t know.”
"Are you really not injured?"
"I've asked you so many times. Really, I don't have any. Do you want me to show you the video?"
After hearing this, Li Xuan felt guilty. He quickly glanced at the white wall where there was nowhere to hide and coughed, "I would like to. But I'm in a meeting and I came out in the middle. I have to continue later. They are still waiting. Forget it, I'm afraid I won't want to hang up if I see you on the video. Let's call tomorrow. I'm glad you're fine."
"You're still in a meeting this late?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xuan looked at the time and was surprised to find that it was already past nine o'clock. He didn't know that he had slept for so long. He walked to the window and drew open the curtains. The eaves of the hospital roof blocked the sky. He could only see a stray cat walking slowly under the dim street lights in the distance and hiding in the night.
"Yes, I'm a bit busy today." Li Xuan retracted his gaze, "Are you in the room now? Has the rain stopped?"
"In the corridor. It hasn't stopped yet. It's getting heavier." Sheng Min opened the window to let him listen to the sound of the rain, which was dripping. "The weather forecast in the mountains is unpredictable. I thought it would rain less this week and the crew could progress faster and finish before autumn. But the rainy season seems to have come early. We just finished shooting two lines today and it suddenly started raining. We have to call it a day. It will probably rain again tomorrow."
"What should we do then?" Li Xuan asked after hearing him sigh.
"I don't know. Let's wait a little longer. If it keeps going like this, I'll probably go out of the mountains to the film and television base to shoot the rest and then come back. There won't be many scenes in the mountains. It depends on what the director and producer think..."
As Sheng Min was talking, Li Xuan heard the door open. He thought it was the nurse coming to change the dressing, and his heart tightened, fearing that he would be exposed in front of Sheng Min. Fortunately, when the door opened, it was Qi Boyuan. Just as he was about to speak, Li Xuan quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.
"Is anyone coming?" Sheng Min heard some noise.
"Yes, Qi Boyuan. Urge me to go to the meeting."
"Oh, then go quickly. Remember to eat after the meeting. You never have a regular meal." Sheng Min said gently, "I'm going back too. I'll read the script for a while and then go to sleep."
"Well, good night, have a good rest." Before hanging up, Li Xuan was worried and couldn't help asking again, "Is it really just the illegitimate child following the car? Are you hiding anything else from me?"
Sheng Min was silent for a while: "Yes."
"What?"
"Does it count as missing you especially?"
Li Xuan felt that his heart was easily held in his hand, lifted and put down. His eyes swept across his bandaged palm, and his tone was unconsciously gentle: "It counts."
"What kind of meeting am I asking you to attend?" Qi Boyuan waited for him to put down his phone. "A hand rehabilitation diagnosis meeting?"
Li Xuan ignored him and clicked on Sheng Min's super topic to take a look. Indeed, there were fans saying that Sheng Min was surrounded by illegitimate children downstairs of the hotel tonight, and they also released a video.
"Is Minmin not hurt?" a fan asked in the comment section, "Stalkers are so shameless."
"No. The staff accompanied me in and I got caught in the rain," the blogger replied.
Some people questioned the blogger's identity: "You must be a bastard, otherwise how did you take the photo?"
They started arguing again.
Li Xuan frowned and scrolled down for a while, feeling angry and disgusted, but also a little relieved. He put away his phone and asked Qi Boyuan, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."
"I see you didn't hear anything at all." Qi Boyuan exposed him, "Did you just call Sheng Min? ... No wonder... Why are you so scared and use me as a cover."
"How could I be afraid?" Li Xuan said decisively, "Nonsense... ... What are you doing here again?"
"Me again? I really want to come?" Qi Boyuan took off his backpack and said, "According to your instructions, I'm running errands to deliver the computer to you."
"Just call someone and get it."
"Come on. Your computer is full of company secrets. If you lose it, it will be a disaster. How dare I let someone else bring it to you?"
He walked forward and handed the laptop to Li Xuan, took a glass of water, walked to the window, and glanced down seemingly casually.
"What are you looking at?"
"No." Qi Boyuan was startled by his question and turned around. "Nothing else, I'll go back?"
"Go back."
Li Xuan hummed, turned on the computer, and habitually opened the backstage of "One Corner" and the planning case of "Against the Tracks". His palm was injured, which was a bit inconvenient. After a while, he looked up: "Why don't you leave again?"
"No hurry." Qi Boyuan drank the water slowly, "You need another infusion later, right? Will you be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning?"
"Well... we don't have to wait until tomorrow morning. I'll go back to the company after the IV is done."
Qi Boyuan really wanted to ask him, what's the point of me sending you a computer now, but it would probably end with Li Xuan asking in return if I could have worked a few more hours if you had asked someone to bring it to me a few hours earlier, so he gave up after thinking about it.
"Let's go tomorrow morning." He subconsciously looked out the window again, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Li Xuan didn't say anything. Qi Boyuan waited for a while, but didn't hear any answer. He turned around and met his heavy gaze. He felt scared for a moment and laughed dryly: "What?"
"You care about me so much?"
“It should be.”
Li Xuan curled the corner of his mouth, and without waiting for Qi Boyuan's reaction, he stood up and walked to the window, pulled Qi Boyuan to the side, and stuck his head out to look downstairs, but there was nothing there, not even a ghost.
"What are you looking at?" Qi Boyuan tried to take the initiative.
"Do you think you are very secretive?" Li Xuan didn't buy it and leaned on the windowsill with his hands.
"Ah?" Qi Boyuan cursed his sharpness and continued to play dumb.
"Do you know what the biggest advantage of good students like you is?" Li Xuan said with a fake smile, walking towards the door, "Innocent, everything is written on your face."
"No, where are you going?"
"Look at what ghost is downstairs that's worthy of you showing me this performance art."
"Wait a minute..." Qi Boyuan quickly grabbed him.
Li Xuan looked at his prophetic and hesitant expression, and his heart suddenly moved. His voice sank and he asked, "Who's downstairs? Zhao Jizhe?"
"His name is Zhao Jizhe?" Qi Boyuan asked subconsciously, and he wanted to bite his tongue after saying it. Seeing that Li Xuan's expression was getting more and more gloomy, he sighed helplessly and let go. "Next time if our company moves, I think we don't need to find someone to tell the fortune. You are more accurate than the fortune teller at the back door of the school."
"Where did you see him?" Li Xuan asked after a few seconds of silence, and walked back to the window.
"It's under that tree. It scared me." Qi Boyuan stood beside him and pointed far away. "I can't see it when I came up. Maybe I should go back. It's late at night..." He remembered Zhao Jizhe's sinister eyes, and didn't say anything. He just said, "I'm afraid he will come again later. You are impulsive and you may smash a cup or something. Just wrap both hands. Don't be discharged from the hospital next week, let alone tomorrow..."
"Did he watch you come up?" Li Xuan said coldly.
Qi Boyuan nodded: "Yes, maybe he left after seeing me coming..."
"Not leaving." Li Xuan suddenly interrupted him, turned his head and looked at the tightly closed ward door, his eyes deep.
For a moment, Qi Boyuan felt the hairs on his back stand up.
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Sorry, I was too busy yesterday...