"...The well-known actor Yan Jia held a press conference today, announcing the termination of the contract with Xihua Entertainment, and officially joined Daqin Films. In addition, jointly produced by Daqin Films, Tianshu Films, and Shanhai Films, the costume fantasy action movie " "Saga Kingdom" will be launched in Q City on July 30, and Yan Jia will be the leading actor of the film... "
Jiang Kezhou turned off the TV, turned his head to look at the young woman lying on the desk and swiping Weibo: "How long is it?"
The other party put down the phone, put his hands together, and bowed to him three times: "Wait another five minutes, I'll be there right away. If I succeed this time, I'll treat you to dinner."
The sunlight fell on the floor next to the sofa through the shade of the tree and the bay window. Jiang Kezhou looked down at the back of his pale hands, remembering that the last time he heard the name "Yan Jia" was late spring, but in the blink of an eye, it had already entered midsummer.
The two months were misty, and the days and nights were like falling into the fog.
The last time they met at the villa, Jiang Kezhou accepted Ye Zheng's proposal. He cut off all contact with Ye Zheng, quit his job, and moved away from his original residence, living in seclusion as if he had evaporated from the world.
His mental state has not been very good, and it has deteriorated sharply under successive blows. The "wanted life" that sounds nice is to shut oneself in the house every day to self-mutilate, to be in a daze for a long time, and to stare at the ceiling every night.
It wasn't until the wound was inflamed and caused a high fever that he was admitted to the hospital that he added a "regular visit to a psychiatrist" in his schedule.
The psychiatrist said that he was suffering from depression and suggested that he should focus on psychological counseling and cooperate with drug treatment. The treatment method is to actively integrate into society, develop hobbies, or have family members to accompany them for a long time.
When he was sober, he tried his best to make himself forget about Ye Zheng, and even tried to pick up the professional knowledge he had learned in college, and planned to study for two years as a graduate student before changing careers. However, every time depression broke out, he was beaten back to the bottom by despair and world-weariness. What can't be forgotten is not just the pain, but every detail of their life together. The memory is so warm and fresh, reflecting the powerlessness of the present world, as long as a knife cut.
Jiang Kezhou sometimes felt that he would never live to meet the day again. He has no expectations for the future, and he can't change the status quo. Every day, he looks like a walking dead, and his mind is full of thoughts of suicide. Just like the prisoner who pushed the boulder up the mountain in the legend, he wasted his life in the daily struggle until he fell into the abyss completely.
Huo Qingqing, Jiang Kezhou's psychiatrist, is a mature and glamorous returnee beauty with both brains and big breasts. This strange woman has excellent professional qualities, and she fools Jiang Kezhou to go to bed early and get up early to live a healthy life. After work, she goes to clubs all night.
A while ago, Huo Qingqing provoked a rich second generation for some reason, and it was supposed to break up in two, but it probably didn't end completely. The other party was so wicked that he sent flowers, lipstick, and bags every day, and even ran to the studio to block her every now and then. Huo Qingqing was so annoyed, so she thought of a bad move, and planned to pull Jiang Kezhou to block her.
Jiang Kezhou was looking hopeless, so he simply let her go.
A few days later, Huo Qingqing made up a touching story for the rich second generation about "an infatuated woman bitterly in love with an iceberg man". The rich second generation didn't believe it, so they insisted on seeing with their own eyes what kind of celestial beauty could overwhelm him in love. .
Huo Qingqing stood up abruptly, and hurriedly rushed to the door: "Here we come! Brother Zhou, this time it all depends on your acting skills."
Jiang Kezhou gave a dispensable "hmm" and adjusted his sitting posture on the sofa. A moment later, footsteps were heard outside the door, Huo Qingqing pushed the door open and entered, Jiang Kezhou turned his head when he heard the sound, and happened to meet the man behind her face to face.
The four eyes met, and the air was dead silent.
The rich second generation let out a sonorous and forceful "Fuck!"
"Second sister-in-law?!"
No one thought that luck, the little goblin, turned his face like a book, and after Jiang Kezhou went to the extreme by reciting words, he actually "had come to the extreme".
The person who came was Lan Ting's boss, Fang Minghui.
It was an unbelievable coincidence, Jiang Kezhou and Ye Zheng's circle of friends was very limited, apart from Ye Zheng's family, the only person they knew together was Fang Minghui. However, the two of them got together, split up, split up, and then split up again. Mr. Fang didn't know about these twists and turns, and thought that the two were close friends during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so he couldn't even bother to pursue Huo Qingqing's tricks on him for a while. It's time for my son, and started a family routine with Jiang Kezhou in a friendly and friendly manner.
The illness that Ye Zheng took great pains to conceal was leaked by Fang Minghui's two hundred and fifty words.
"When will the second brother have the operation? I'll go see him another day."
Jiang Kezhou was stunned: "What surgery?"
Fang Minghui was shocked. The two sides exchanged information, and Jiang Kezhou found out that Ye Zheng had been diagnosed with a stomach tumor and had already been hospitalized on a long vacation. For a while, the reason why he delayed his return for three days, the secrets behind those words in the villa, and even the one-year "transition period" proposal... All the details were strung together by this news like a bolt from the blue, and suddenly there was a reasonable explanation.
Boss Fang sighed endlessly: "You said the two of you messed up... Isn't this a crime?"
Jiang Kezhou was so shocked that his mind went blank, he couldn't tell whether it was anger or pain, and it took him a long time to find his voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse: "Then...how is he now?"
"I went back to see, and I heard that there was no sign of cancer in the gastroscopy, but it can't be said to be dead, the possibility is half open." Fang Minghui patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "The situation is still very optimistic. Lucky people have their own days. Prime Minister, don't scare yourself. Would you like to go and see him?"
"I... no, wait a minute," Jiang Kezhou stretched out his hands to prop up the table in a trance, his eyes were dazed and distracted, and he murmured, "How could this be..."
From a certain moment, his mind numb due to depression began to sting unceasingly. He seemed to wake up from a long dream. Even though he was not quite sober, he finally had the courage to look back.
The power of the truth is comparable to an elixir, and Jiang Kezhou's previous decadence was immediately wiped away, and the effect was so immediate that even Huo Qingqing, a psychiatrist, was a little apprehensive. Fang Minghui was entrusted by Jiang Kezhou to help him pay attention to Ye Zheng's situation. He would go here from time to time, and his relationship with Huo Qingqing was closer than before. Once, he couldn't help asking: "It's too peaceful, how should it be?" Wouldn't it be because of being stimulated and getting mad?"
Huo Qingqing sighed: "It's hard to say. His current mental state seems to be stable, but in fact it's all supported by one thought. If this support fails, I'm afraid his mentality will collapse. I hope that Mr. Ye will get well soon. He alone There are two lives hanging on a person's body."
A week later, Ye Zheng was about to undergo surgery.
The operation was scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning, and Ye Jun's family, Yan Zhixing, Fang Minghui and others were all waiting outside the operating room. Ye Zheng was lying on his back on the hospital bed, the bright white light of the shadowless lamp poured down from the top of his head, and the cold anesthetic was injected into the blood vessels. While waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect with his eyes closed, he parted his mind to think about Jiang Kezhou.
Life and death are also great. No matter how calm Ye Zheng is, he is also a mortal, and it would be a lie to say that he is not panicked when the unknown and unpredictable fate is overshadowing him.
He sent Jiang Kezhou away with a hard heart, arranged a plan to deal with Yan Jia, and even explained everything behind him clearly in the will... When everything was arranged properly, he had nothing to worry about, so he dared to recite it secretly Let's take a closer look at those deeply hidden regrets.
From the time when he was informed of his condition to when he was on the operating table, Ye Zheng maintained a tough stance from the beginning to the end. He acted vigorously and resolutely like a patient, giving people a very calm and wide-eyed feeling. Under his influence, most of the people around him were also very calm, and there was no crying situation.
Even Ye Jun secretly lamented that his younger brother was really able to afford and let go. However, only Ye Zheng understood that he was not weak, it was precisely because he was too weak that he had to deliberately shield him and put on a fearless shell.
The unforgettable nostalgia, even if it is only mentioned a little, will be caught off guard and the eyes will be red.
He only dared to let himself be weak for a few seconds.
The vivid figure in his mind was continuously diluted by waves of sleepiness, his vision dimmed from the outside to the inside, and the whole world fell silent in the uncondensed tears in the corners of his eyes.
The door to the operating room was closed and the lights were turned on.
There was a row of benches outside the operating room. Jiang Kezhou sat next to Ye Jun and Fang Minghui wearing a mask, staring intently at the three red letters on the light sign at the door.
No matter how long Ye Zheng slept, Jiang Kezhou waited outside.
He was like a tireless wooden stake, quietly accompanying Ye Zheng in the ward all day long. Even Ye Jun was afraid that his body would not be able to take it anymore, so he advised him to rest for a while, but he just shook his head silently.
The surgery was a success and he is doing well. Although the results of the biopsy have not yet come out, according to the doctor, it is basically confirmed that it is a benign tumor.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Minghui murmured to Ye Jun privately with lingering fear: "Fortunately, it's okay. I'm watching this posture. If the second brother's result is not good, Jiang Shao's illness is probably cured, so I have to go to the hospital with him and lie down."
When Ye Zheng finally woke up, Ye Jun stood outside the door of the ward, looking at Jiang Kezhou who was slowly standing up while leaning on the chair: "Aren't you going in to see him?"
Jiang Kezhou moved his legs that were numb from sitting for a long time, and said in a low voice: "No. Just woke up, don't let him be too stimulated."
He lowered the brim of his hat, nodded to Ye Jun as a farewell, turned and left.
On the third day after Ye Zheng woke up, he was allowed to eat liquid food. His illness has been kept a secret from his family. Ye Chengzong and Song Jie only found out about it after the operation. When they heard that they could eat today, they asked their nanny to bring them over. Ye Jun has been accompanying Ye Zheng in the hospital these days, and he has to go through Ye Zheng's hands when he wants to use water and medicine. Ye Jun took a look at the lid of the thermos, and immediately frowned: "What is this?"
The person who cooks does not know whether it is intentional or not, and prepares a bowl of porridge and a bowl of soup. The porridge is thick and soft, the rice grains are blooming, and the soup is American ginseng and pigeon soup. But Ye Zheng is a patient who just finished the operation, so he can't touch any meat, let alone eat such real food. Ye Jun was worried about the patient, so he didn't want to get angry, so he just threw the cover back, and said coolly: "Take it back, you won't need it in the future."
Zhou Fanchuan and Yan Zhixing saw that the old man was about to get angry, and were sweating and thinking about countermeasures quickly, when the elevator door opened with a ding. Fang Minghui strolled over with a food box: "Hey, they are all here. Have you eaten?"
"How are you recovering today? Can you eat?" He stretched his neck and glanced towards the ward, lowering his voice, "Jiang Shao asked me to bring some things over to see if my second brother can use them."
Ye Jun opened the food box with a sullen face, and saw that there was steaming milky white rice soup inside, his face looked a little better. Fang Minghui took out another bag of lotus root powder: "There is also this, just drink it when you add meals, it's not troublesome."
Ye Jun turned off the engine completely, and sighed sadly: "In my last life, I probably owed them both wages... I don't have any peace of mind for those bastards."
Fang Minghui tried his best to hold back his laughter. Ye Jun took the things in his hand and gave him a sideways glance: "Don't laugh too soon. Ye Zheng will give you five meals a day. If you dare to starve him even a little bit, you will pay for the medicine." Come out."
Fang Minghui: "..."
The emotional daughter-in-law hasn't married into the house yet, so she throws the matchmaker out of the wall first.
In the few days after the operation, Ye Zheng didn't have much energy, he ate whatever he was given, and was lethargic most of the time. When his energy recovered a little bit, the man couldn't hold back immediately and started acting like a demon.
At that time, Ye Jun was busy with affairs and had to go back to the group to take charge of the work, so he could only visit him once every other day. Without this master, Ye Zheng even ate the same sick meal for seven days, no matter how dull he was, he could see that something was wrong, so he wiped his mouth with his chopsticks, and announced his hunger strike in a low-key manner.
Yan Zhixing turned pale with shock: "Boss Ye! What are you doing!"
Ye Zheng said angrily, "I'm so happy, I can't eat it."
The matter was of great importance, and the news was like sitting on a sky monkey, and it successfully reached Jiang Kezhou's ears 10 minutes later.