Beijing, hospital.
Xue Yao almost flew over without touching the ground. She took off her high heels in the taxi and changed into a pair of flat shoes with her secretary. She just happened to meet Lu Yinbing going in to shoot a film while Xiaoxi was waiting outside.
"She..." Xue Yao leaned against the wall, panting and asked, "How is the situation?"
Xiaoxi shook her head and said, "I didn't say a word."
Xue Yao punched the wall, blew on her hands, sat on the bench, covered her face and sighed.
Xiaoxi sat beside her and waited for Lu Yinbing to come out.
The filming was done very quickly. When Xue Yao heard the door open, she immediately put her hand down and came over with a relaxed look: "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten yet, right? I'll take you to eat hotpot."
Lu Yinbing: "No need, I'll wait here."
"It will take several hours for the report to come out."
The doctor inside the door replied, "Yes, go eat first and come back in six hours."
Xue Yao: "Look, the doctor said it all."
Lu Yinbing didn't move, nor did he look at her. He just sat there, oblivious to what was happening outside.
What could Xue Yao do? He couldn't kidnap her, so he could only sit with her. Her phone kept ringing, and there were a lot of things waiting for her. She got up and answered it, and she almost got into an argument with the other party after just a few words.
Xiaoxi didn't need to be told and went downstairs to find a place to pack up the food.
Lu Yinbing felt like she was sinking, and there was nothing in the room. She heard Xue Yao arguing with someone else, but it seemed like they were thousands of miles away. Those messy, fragmented, and noisy voices kept pouring into her ears, like maggots attached to her bones, which she couldn't get rid of once they got on her...
Lu Yinbing took a deep breath, raised her eyes and looked at Xue Yao who was standing with her back to her not far away.
Xue Yao: "I've already told your President Wang that I'm busy today, busy, busy! How come you don't understand Chinese? Why the hell are you calling to ask? I got your call ten minutes ago, are you trying to make me lose my temper—"
Bang-
Xue Yao was so frightened that she shuddered as she held up the phone. The person on the phone was also startled and said "I'm sorry" in a series of silence.
Lu Yinbing looked at her coldly: "Can you be quiet?"
Xue Yao nodded subconsciously and turned off the phone in front of her.
After a pause, Lu Yinbing's eyes warmed up again, and he scratched his hair regretfully and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Xue Yao opened her arms towards her: "Come."
Lu Yinbing bent down and hugged her. The two of them were nearly twenty centimeters apart, like hugging a little chick.
Xue Yao was forced to bury herself in her arms and struggled, "Hey, hey, hey, you're being so rude. I'm just trying to comfort you. You're committing treason. I'm your mother. Bah, I'm ten years older than you."
Lu Yinbing smiled for the first time in a day: "Who told you not to wear high heels."
Xue Yao thought magnanimously: Forget it, I am just sacrificing myself for others.
It was the doctor who interrupted their affectionate embrace and walked towards Lu Yinbing. The doctor looked very young, as if he was in internship, and spoke very politely: "Due to the special nature of your profession, the experts in our hospital intend to discuss your situation. Please come back around 11 o'clock tomorrow morning."
Lu Yinbing said: "Thank you."
The doctor said, "You're welcome. You can go and eat now."
Lu Yinbing smiled.
The doctor went back, took two steps, turned around, scratched his head, and said, "Well, I'm your fan, short hair looks very handsome."
Lu Yinbing smiled: "Thank you."
Xiaoxi frowned at the menu in front of her and said, "This, this... and this, these, take them all away."
Shop assistant: "Would you like to pay by cash or Alipay?"
"Alipay." Xiaoxi had just opened Alipay when a call came in. It was Xue Yao's number. "Sorry, I have to take a call. Hello, Mr. Xue, I'm buying food. What? Okay, I'll be right back."
Xiaoxi: "Sorry, I have to go eat hot pot. I won't eat this anymore."
Shop assistant: “…”
The report can only be obtained tomorrow. Xue Yao successfully persuaded Lu Yinbing to agree to eat hot pot. Xiaoxi stood at the door of the address Xue Yao gave her, and was completely stunned: Why is it a Chongqing hot pot restaurant
She thought it was a hot pot restaurant, how could she eat here? Could she apply for a mandarin duck
Before she even entered the room, she was almost choked by the spicy smell. She covered her nose and followed the waiter to find Xue Yao and Lu Yinbing's private room. The pot was already on, but the soup was not yet boiling, with a layer of red oil on top, which looked very spectacular.
Lu Yinbing didn't show any expression. As soon as she entered the door, Xue Yao tilted her head and sneezed.
Xiaoxi studied it carefully and found that there was indeed a square in the middle of the nine-square grid for clear soup. She and Xue Yao looked at each other in a flash and were defeated. She was too naive. Why did she suddenly have the idea that she could snatch the clear soup from Xue Yao
The soup was boiling, the red soup was heating up quickly, the red oil was bubbling inside, three pairs of eyes were staring at it, sitting upright, but no one picked up their chopsticks.
The clear soup was boiling, and three pairs of chopsticks, one holding mutton, one holding beef, and one holding duck intestines, were put in together. Xue Yao looked and wondered why there was an extra pair of chopsticks. When she saw who the chopsticks belonged to, she and Xiaoxi were both stunned.
While they were stunned, Lu Yinbing ate the mutton with sauce and took away the food of the two.
Xue Yao looked at her and said, "No, if you want to eat clear soup, why don't you go for shabu-shabu? Why don't you eat Chongqing hotpot?"
Now three people share a small grid
Lu Yinbing said calmly: "Come and eat if you want."
Xue Yao: “…”
Okay, you have the final say.
Lu Yinbing looked down at the cooked duck intestines in the bowl, and curled her lips in self-mockery. She had originally planned to eat it spicy, so she could cry and feel better. But as soon as the pot was put on, she thought: something too spicy would damage her throat, and she couldn't eat it while filming.
Can she still shoot down
The three of them squeezed together to drink the clear soup. Xue Yao and Xiaoxi occasionally put their chopsticks into the red soup. After eating, they hissed non-stop. The more they drank, the spicier it became. Lu Yinbing asked for a pitcher of ice beer, and Xue Yao changed it to ice Sprite before the waiter left.
After eating hot pot for three hours, almost no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very depressing. Xue Yao and Xiao Xi tried to bring up a topic, but unfortunately Lu Yinbing didn't respond. When Xue Yao and Lu Yinbing separated, she specifically asked Xiao Xi to follow her back and stay with her from now on and report the situation at any time. Lu Yinbing didn't comment on this. Anyway, she lived alone, and it would be more lively with more people.
Knowing what Xue Yao was afraid of, she wouldn't do anything stupid. At most, she would just smash something.
Isn't it possible that I won't be able to act anymore
Isn't it just...
She sniffed and looked out the window with her eyes wide open.
Xiaoxi was driving in front and looked up at her in the rearview mirror. She knew that Lu Yinbing must be very sad at the moment, and that kind of sadness was something she could not empathize with.
She couldn't understand why God could take back what he had given Lu Yinbing for thirty years. It would be better not to give it to her in the first place. It was unbearable for a genius to become an ordinary person, let alone to be worse than an ordinary person.
Why is this happening
She asked in her heart, and all she got in response was silence and emptiness.
Neon lights flickered inside and outside the car. Passing by the huge billboard of Lu Yinbing in the city center, she smiled slightly, always delicate, always full of confidence, and her sharp beauty captivated countless people.
Lu Yinbing was a little afraid to look directly into her own eyes that were glowing with pride.
Xiaoxi drove the car into the villa and parked it in the garage. Lu Yinbing got out of the car, sighed, walked in, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and waited for Xiaoxi at the door. Xiaoxi trotted in.
Lu Yinbing casually scolded him, "You are so old and still jumping around. Can you be more steady?"
Xiaoxi grinned at her.
Lu Yinbing didn't look at her again. He poured himself a glass of water and sank into the sofa.
Xiaoxi banged her head against the wall, and her plan to make Lu Yinbing laugh failed for the nth time.
Lu Yinbing ignored Xiaoxi. This house was not the one she and Xia Yitong lived in. This was not Xiaoxi's first time here. She also had her pajamas and an exclusive guest room here. She didn't want to talk to anyone.
She turned on her phone and clicked on WeChat. As expected, Xia Yitong didn't send any messages. It's been like this for a while. She told herself before that she might not check her phone much in the next two weeks.
Although it was expected, she still couldn't stop feeling disappointed, no matter what Xia Yitong said.
She typed in the input box: I have something to tell you.
I deleted it hurriedly. No, I couldn't tell her. She would definitely worry about me. Now is the critical moment and I can't be distracted by me.
Are you asleep
It's not even ten o'clock yet, Xia Yitong must be awake, maybe she's reading a script. This kind of opening is stupid, she never uses it, so delete it.
With her hand on her forehead and her face hidden in the shadows, she was in deep anxiety. She didn't know what to say to Xia Yitong, and what she could say. After a long time, she moved her stiff limbs and used her fingers to spell out three words on the keyboard: I love you.
send.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but the other half was still hanging. She turned and went upstairs, smashing the vase at the corner of the stairs on the way.
Xia Yitong replied that night at half past ten, saying: I love you too, with a smiley face.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, Lu Yinbing, Xue Yao and Xiaoxi arrived at the hospital on time to listen to the doctor's report.
The doctor's eyes moved around the three of them, and finally returned to Lu Yinbing, with deep compassion and regret in his eyes: "I'm very sorry, we can't treat it. The damage has been done. We can only rest more and accept the fact."
Lu Yinbing clearly heard a huge hole in his heart burst open, and all the cold wind poured in, making his whole body feel freezing cold.
Xue Yao was unwilling to give up. She grabbed the doctor's sleeve and asked anxiously, "Did you see clearly? Is there still blood clots in the brain, or is it pressing on the nerves? This is temporary, right?"
The doctor shook his head: "There is no bruising. This is a sequelae of the previous concussion. We are very sorry."
Xue Yao's voice trembled uncontrollably: "What sequelae? Why haven't I heard of any sequelae specifically for this? Doctor, why don't you take a closer look at it?"
Doctor: "I understand your emotions. Please calm down. This is the result of our discussion for an entire afternoon and evening."
Xue Yao: "The doctor can't—"
A hand pressed her shoulder: "Stop talking."
Xue Yao stopped talking, and Lu Yinbing went out alone, with her back straight, as if she wouldn't be able to support herself on this short journey of no more than ten steps if she didn't do so.