Song Yu felt drowsy after taking the medicine. When he closed his eyes, he saw Zhou Yanqing took a small stool in the room and sat in front of his bed, and then he put his heavy eyelids on and fell asleep peacefully.
The breathing of the person on the bed became long and shallow, and Zhou Yanqing stared at Song Yu's pale lips for a long time before looking back. He took out a thick notebook from his bag, and the notebook recorded more and more content, but he was not getting closer to the truth of Song Yu's death.
Today was the second time he faced Song Yu's physical symptoms of depression, thinking that Song Yu would continue to be tortured by depression in the next two years, his chest was clenched.
Biting the tip of her tongue to force herself to withdraw from the useless depression, Zhou Yan sighed lightly to relieve the pressure in her heart, and wrote two elegant and unrestrained words on the paper with a pen - "Han Jin".
In his previous life, Han Jin signed to Song Yu’s studio after cooperating with Song Yu on "The Road is Long". Although the film "The Road" won two awards, it is also a dull literary film because of the subject matter. , so the box office is not good. For Han Jin, it did not help his career too much. He is an actor who was born in a talent show and became popular as an idol. It is impossible for him to find him with a steady stream of good resources just because he made a good movie.
Zhou Yanqing checked a lot of Han Jin's information, but he had too many things in his mind. After his rebirth, he forgot a lot of news about Han Jin in the next two years.
One thing that impressed him deeply was that a Weibo entertainment blogger once broke the news that Han Jin and Song Yu had a close relationship and were suspected to be in love. This pretentious Weibo was quickly deleted by the original blogger. Zhou Yanqing saw it in a post on a certain page. The blogger said that the blogger had a photo in his hand, but it was harmonized by Song Yu's public relations team.
But Zhou Yanqing felt that the credibility of this Weibo was not high. From Song Yu's debut to the present, such rumors abounded. Even the company's Gao Tong and Su Tingrui also shared news about their relationship with Song Yu. As for others who wanted to pull Song Yu hypes up the love news and attracts more attention-getting artists, and he can't count them with two hands.
Flipping through the phone, Zhou Yanqing could only find news about Han Jin’s recent participation in some activities and programs. One of the posts said that Han Jin’s contract with his old club was about to expire and he was looking for a new one, which attracted Zhou Yanqing’s attention. Notice.
Zhou Yan took a quick look around and recorded the useful information first. In any case, compared to Dafeng and others who worked with Song Yu for a short time, Han Jin was one of the people who maintained long-term close contact with Song Yu in the next two years. Can not be ignored.
The first thing Song Yu saw after waking up was Zhou Yan squatting under the window sill, concentrating on packing his suitcase.
He saw the little assistant continuously take out low-sugar multigrain biscuits, low-calorie meal replacement cereals and other snacks from the box. Finally, he picked up a box of pour-over coffee powder, hesitated and stuffed it back into the corner of the suitcase, tangled After a while he took it out again.
Because Song Yu couldn't see Zhou Yanqing's face clearly from behind his back, he imagined the little assistant's frowning and tangled expression, and he couldn't help laughing.
Zhou Yanqing turned around when he heard the laughter, and Song Yu was leaning against the head of the bed and looking at him with a smile on his face, his complexion improved a lot, his lips became ruddy, and he was as handsome as usual, making people unable to look away.
"Mr. Song, you are awake, is there any discomfort?" Zhou Yan said happily.
"It's not uncomfortable, it's pretty good." This sleep was so deep and sound, Song Yu thought he had slept for a long time, but he looked at his watch and found that he had slept for less than an hour. Meng Shiping hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know how the program recording was going, so he simply got out of bed and put on his shoes.
Zhou Yanqing immediately stopped him: "Teacher Song, please sit down for a while and wake up. Weiwei called me just now. They are recording and cooking. It may not be finished in a while. You don't have to go now. "
The little assistant is so meticulous and meticulous, it's hard for Song Yu not to be touched, he can't even find a single flaw in Zhou Yanqing that makes him dissatisfied.
He stared at Zhou Yanqing's always curled hair for a while, and then replied: "Okay." His eyes fell on the snacks on the floor, and he asked again, "What are you doing?"
"I was afraid that the program crew would even search my suitcase, so I brought them here with me," Zhou Yan smiled slyly, "I'll hide the food first. By the way, Mr. Song, are you hungry? Do you want some? What? You can eat a little while there is no camera to follow."
Zhou Yan has a light taste and a strong taste. It is obvious who prepared these bland snacks for. Song Yu just woke up with no appetite, but he really couldn't refuse Zhou Yanqing's moist and clear eyes. He pretended to be very hungry and picked among a pile of snacks, and finally said: "Oatmeal." He added on purpose , "It would be nice to have a cup of coffee to pick you up."
Zhou Yan took a light step and quietly blocked the suitcase. He took a bottle of milk from the table and said, "I don't think you can even find a box of instant coffee on this island. Let's drink milk. It's just right with cereal."
"Okay." Song Yu smiled narrowly.
Zhou Yanqing prepared the food for Song Yu, and began to search here and there, racking his brains to hide the leftover snacks in various hidden corners. After hiding the things, he found a rag from nowhere and wiped the tables and chairs in the room.
Song Yu ate slowly, silently watching the little assistant toss. He finds it amazing that this young man's eyes are always shining brightly, and his body is always tall and straight. Like a pine and cypress, he has a tough and upright will to live.
Song Yu couldn't help thinking of his twenties, did he have unlimited vitality at that time like Zhou Yanqing now? He thought for a long time but couldn't find a trace of his own vitality. He seemed to have been in such a dead state since a long time ago.
"Teacher Song, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Yan asked in a low voice when he saw Song Yu staring at something in a daze, preoccupied.
"It's okay." Song Yu came back to his senses, seeing the thin sweat on Zhou Yanqing's forehead due to being busy, he couldn't help but sigh, "I think I'm a useless person."
I am a person who does not even have the courage to face the betrayer again.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Song Yu knew that he had been avoiding Han Jin since his rebirth. The deeper reason for his refusal to act in "The Long Road" was that he didn't want to face Han Jin again day and night. Meng Shiping was asked to contact Gao Tong first because he was not ready to face Han Jin. He even imagined that if he kept avoiding encounters like this , it seems good that he left Han Jin and started a brand new life.
But no matter whether it was man-made or fate, God did not give him an option to escape. He still ran into Han Jin unexpectedly on this island, and even lost his composure without the slightest psychological preparation. Song Yu couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous and sad. He didn't have the courage to live in his previous life, and he didn't have the courage to face it in this life.
Although Song Yu's voice was very soft, more like talking to himself, Zhou Yanqing could hear every word clearly.
He was stunned for a while, and after a while he walked to the bed and squatted down. He looked up into Song Yu's unhappy pupils, "Mr. Song, there is no accurate standard to measure whether it is useful or useless. From my shallow life experience, I think everyone who lives seriously is a useful person.”
Song Yu fell into Zhou Yan's light, watery and extremely gentle eyes, and was speechless for a long time. The gentle words of this young man activated every depressed cell in his body, making him His whole body boiled involuntarily.
Yes, didn't he decide to live well a long time ago, so that those who betrayed him will get the punishment they deserve
Seeing that Song Yu remained silent, Zhou Yanqing began to feel a little embarrassed. He lowered his eyelids and stared at a flower print on the quilt, wondering if he had said something wrong, and he had to say something to make it up.
Suddenly, the always warm palm covered the top of his head.
Zhou Yan raised his head slowly, only to see Song Yu was looking at him intently, his brows and eyes were curved and bright, like a bright and clean first quarter moon.
Song Yu rubbed Zhou Yanqing's soft hair, and asked him with a smile: "Has anyone ever told you that you are gentle?"
Zhou Yanqing's cheeks were hot, his ears were flushed, and he was still indulging in the warm touch on the top of his head just now. His mind was blank, trying to restrain the inexplicable emotions that grew wildly in his heart, and replied instinctively, "It seems not."
Song Yu chuckled lightly: "You are very gentle."
Bang, something exploded in my heart.