"Responsible for me?"
Rong Jinghe nodded.
Chu Qianze raised his hand and put it on the armrest of the sofa next to him, feeling a little amused. "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
It's cheap to have it delivered to your door, so don't give it up in vain.
Rong Jinghe went through all the precautions he had just written down from the doctor, and it seemed that there was no difference.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me." I am very reliable.
To be on the safe side, he took out the note he had just written down and read it carefully.
I really remember.
After verifying this fact, Rong Jinghe didn't bother anymore.
When Hong heard this, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
Why is this so familiar? Did I see it somewhere, oh no, where did I hear it
I scratched my head and wanted to remember, but the more this time, the more helpless it became.
"Where are you all?" Yu Henry walked in from the door, walking with his own wind, and the whole person was very sassy.
"Yu PD." Several people shouted in unison.
"Hey," Yu Henry responded, looking at where Chu Qianze was holding the gauze. "Is your neck okay, what did the doctor say?"
"It's not a big problem, it will recover after a while." Chu Qianze said.
"Has the medicine been prescribed?" Yu Henry asked.
"Open, everything is here." Chu Qianze pointed to the small bag next to him.
"Hmm, follow the medication as stated in the instructions, and try to recover as soon as possible." Seeing that the other party was really fine, Yu Xiaoyang breathed lightly.
At that distance, the fireworks were directly sprayed right in front of them. Although the temperature of the stage fireworks was not as high as that of ordinary fireworks, it was quite dangerous at such a close distance. Fortunately, Chu Qianze's problem is not too big, otherwise this matter is really difficult to explain.
"Okay, thank you PD Yu." Chu Qianze said.
"Being calm and calm in the face of accidents, and insisting on completing the performance, you guys are really great." Yu Henry said here, remembering the time when he just debuted before, and suddenly he felt a little emotional.
"I won't bother you anymore. The performance is very tiring. Everyone should have a good rest."
After saying that, he smiled at everyone, then turned and left.
Chu Qianze slammed his mouth and fell back on the sofa, listening to Rong Jinghe's question.
"hungry?"
Looking sideways at the other party, Chu Qianze felt that his current state was actually that kind of state, neither hungry nor full.
"A bit."
"I'm going to buy you something to eat." After Rong Jinghe finished speaking, he went straight outside.
Chu Qianze was sitting in the lounge, eating snacks, and watching the performance of the trainees. I have to say, it was quite interesting.
Glancing at Rong Jinghe next to him, he picked up a piece of seaweed and handed it over: "Come here?"
Rong Jinghe looked at the seaweed that was close at hand, hesitated for a moment, and took it directly.
"The melon seed-flavored sandwich is great, isn't it?" Chu Qianze threw two pieces directly into his mouth while speaking. Click, click, eat very rhythmically.
"The taste is okay." Rong Jinghe said.
"Fried rice and lotus seed paste are also good." Chu Qianze said, looking at each other and raising a smile.
Rong Jinghe responded with a pause, "I'll buy it for you next time."
Back in the bedroom, Chu Qianze was sitting on a chair at this time. After a while, he stood up and found a few changes of clothes from the closet, ready to take a shower first.
Walking into the bathroom, just as he was about to close the door, he saw Rong Jinghe walk in from outside with a plastic bag in his hand.
Blinking: "Why are you coming in, want to brush your teeth?"
Rong Jinghe took out the plastic bag in his hand: "It's best not to touch your wound with water now, or it may become infected. After you take off your clothes, I will use this to wrap the wound."
"Are you helping me pack?"
Chu Qianze put down his hand on the door, walked into the bathroom, and put his clothes on the closet.
Looking around, Rong Jinghe said, "Do you want to come by yourself?"
"Come on, I can't see the back of my neck again, it's too troublesome." Chu Qianze took off his shirt and turned his back to Rong Jinghe. "I'm ready, come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was covered in plastic bags. Plastic squeaks explode in my ears.
After the other party finished, Chu Qianze looked in the mirror, like a transparent scarf.
"I'll wait for you to take a shower, and then clean up the other piece." I thought it would be very troublesome, but I didn't expect it to be smooth, and from this point of view, it turned out to be quite handsome.
Looking at his masterpiece, Rong Jinghe felt very satisfied.
He adjusted the plastic bag and felt that it was almost done before saying: "I'll go out first, call me if you have anything. Remember to lock it."
With that, he walked out of the bathroom and closed the door by the way.
After arranging the plastic scarf, Chu Qianze thought about it when he came to the bathroom, took off the shower head, and took a battle bath.
Although he felt nothing, but looking at the appearance of these people, let's take it easy. If the wound got wet and the situation worsened, these people would probably have nagged me to death.
When he walked out of the bathroom, he met three pairs of eyes.
"Brother Chu, why did you come out directly? Good." Hong looked at Chu Qianze's neckline, unable to hide his loss.
"I won't come out directly after I wash up, so where do you want me to go?" Feeling amused, Chu Qianze walked to his place carelessly. Seeing that Rong Jinghe wanted to go to the bathroom, he even offered to give way to the side.
"No, the waterproof device that Brother Jing made for you, why is it gone? I still want to see it." Hong sighed fiercely, just because he went to the bathroom to join in the fun. I shouldn't be lazy, and I ended up missing such a good melon.
"How can I wear clothes if I don't get them down? If you want to see it, let Brother Jing get one for you, and put it on for your own research." Rolling his eyes, he felt that the sleeves were inconvenient, and Chu Qianze rolled up the sleeves. .
"Hey, let's go."
If I did, what would I be like. This kind of black history is about to die in the bud, and there may not be a little bit of it.
"I'll wipe the medicine for you." Rong Jinghe came out of the bathroom and shook his hands to the sides to get rid of the water.
"Oh." Chu Qianze responded, sitting on a chair with his head lowered slightly.
Peeling off the gauze, Rong Jinghe picked up the ointment next to him and squeezed it on the cotton swab. "When sleeping at night, try to lean on your side as much as possible. It is easy to press on the back of your neck when you are sleeping."
"I'll try my best." Chu Qianze said casually. It's not something he can control when he falls asleep.
"Help me get that."
"Water glass?"
"Yes," Chu Qianze said, "Thank you."
After watching the interaction between the two people thoroughly, Hong couldn't help but say, "Hey, Brother Jing, I found that you are really good at taking care of people. You see that Brother Chu has taken care of you along the way, and you even have to tell you about drinking water. "
"Brother Jing, I have a younger sister, would you like to introduce me to you?"
What a reversal.
Rong Jinghe was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, he listened to Hong himself.
"Forget it, it's nothing, Brother Jing, when I didn't say it. You are so handsome that you don't feel safe. God, when will my sister find a partner."
I didn't think there was anything at first, but now that I was caught in this problem, Hong began to tangle.
Hearing this, Chu Qianze sneered, "You are still single, so you are worrying about your sister? Maybe someone already has a lover."
"How is that possible?!" Hong put his head in his hands and leaned on the table next to him: "I have confidence in the old girl's ability to be single. She is addicted to paper people every day, and there is no such thing as a man in her eyes."
"Then you are a ghost," Chu Qianze rolled his eyes, "Rong Jinghe, forget it, he is still responsible for me."
"Try Ye Lunzhen, I think he fits the image of a two-dimensional boy very well. If the person inside breaks the two-dimensional wall, he will probably be like him."
When Ye Lunjuan heard this, her eyes widened suddenly: "I don't plan to fall in love right now."
"Ye Lunjuan can't do it, she's too young to think she's underage. Now there's a generation gap between three years old, and my sister will have a hard time if she's in a relationship."
Hong sighed, sinking into deep worry. He raised his hand and took a deep look at Chu Qianze, "Brother Chu, do you want to—"
Rong Jinghe coughed softly and said to Chu Qianze, "I won't put a Band-Aid on, so be careful and don't rub it on it."
Chu Qianze responded: "Then is it all right now?"
"Yes, just don't wipe off the medicine." Rong Jinghe said.
At this moment, Hong Jiang rejected the idea just now: "Forget it, Brother Chu is not very good, and my sister can't control it. Let's forget it."
After thinking about it for a long time, he sighed leisurely: "It's really difficult to fall in love now, there are too many things to think about."
There are so many high-quality resources around me, but I can't push them out, which is melancholy.
Hearing this sigh, Chu Qianze rolled his eyes. "You really like to worry."
"I'm making a reasonable use of time." Hong refused to admit defeat.
Seeing the two quarreling, Rong Jinghe shook his head with a low smile and returned to his position.
At night, Chu Qianze turned over and put the force on the other half. After a while, he turned himself back and the cycle went on and on.
"Can't sleep?" A low voice came from the side, Rong Jinghe was talking.
"A little." Chu Qianze closed his eyes and twisted himself into a twist. After a while, giving up the struggle, he sat up and asked in a low voice, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"I'm thinking about the lyrics." Rong Jinghe said.
lyrics.
Chu Qianze became interested, came to the other end and asked, "Are you going to write your own songs?"
"Well, it's in the groping stage." Rong Jinghe said.
"Do you mind showing me?" Chu Qianze asked.
"I didn't write well, don't make you ugly." Rong Jinghe looked at the small book in his hand, a little hesitant.
At my current level, I really can't do it.
"I can't even write words, you are already very good."
"Then come here." Rong Jinghe said, preparing to pass the small book in his hand over the bed curtain. Feeling the breeze blowing through his arms, Rong Jinghe looked over there, and saw that the other party pulled the curtain of his own side of the bed, and he sat cross-legged at the head of the bed.
Seeing the other party staring at him, Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and said silently, "I'm here."
What about the lyrics? Where are you
The author has something to say: Yesterday, on Children's Day, the author Jun ordered three drinks to get a full reduction, and all the selected ones were more ice. Gudu Gudu finished the three cups, the chill was rising, the milk tea was gone, and people were pouring. (paralyzed)
Thank you for throwing mines: 3 autograph cards; 1 Peninsula Long Sleeve and Sherl;
Thanks for irrigation nutrition: 15 bottles of Fanfan; 14 bottles of Yu; 10 bottles of red carp; 5 bottles of Mo Xuanyi and potato chicken wings; 2 bottles of Liu Xinran;