The single "Be My Eyes" was released, and it rose to the top of the Chinese pop music chart in the first week. For a time, as long as there was a TV on the streets, this MV was played repeatedly. The pure and beautiful picture moved countless people to tears.
Fans of Feng Hao gathered spontaneously and spontaneously at the entrance of Ye's building and pulled up various banners to pray for Feng Hao. Some of them held a large single CD cover on which Ling Lang kissed. The shot of Feng Hao's eyes, under the cover of white gauze, leaves only a hazy shadow, which is extremely ambiguous and beautiful.
Ling Lang stood at a high place and looked down at the scene downstairs. His calm expression made it impossible to see his mental activity. The manager kept talking on the phone all the time, and finally dismissed all the media one by one and vomited a long time. Take a breath.
Ling Lang left the window, and the agent took out an invitation letter from the drawer and handed it to him, "This year, you are nominated for Best Actor, and from what you have disclosed so far, you have a high probability of winning. It's just the time, the time for the surgery with Feng Hao..."
The invitation that countless actors longed for was put down in Ling Lang's hands with only a casual glance.
"I'm not going," Ling Lang said lightly.
The agent sighed again, he had long expected this outcome.
"How many years are there in my contract with the Ye family?" Ling Lang asked suddenly.
The agent calculated, "Three years, what are you asking this for?"
"If the contract is terminated early, how much is the liquidated damages?"
The agent was taken aback, "What are you talking about, why do you want to terminate the contract?"
"I'm just asking."
"You want to change jobs? No," the agent responded immediately, "Are you, if Feng Hao's surgery is unsuccessful..."
The agent didn't ask any further questions, and Ling Lang didn't deny it either.
"You... he is him, you are you, you don't have to..." The agent was speechless, "I mean, your prospects are still bright, and you shouldn't give up for others."
"He's not someone else," Ling Lang corrected the other person's words, "I've thought about it, if his eyes are really bad," he said this in a low voice, but immediately the tone rose again, " I quit the show business and stayed by his side to take care of him."
"Aren't you joking?" The agent stood up incredulously, "You are still in the prime of your acting career, even if you continue to work, you can take care of him outside of work, and you can usually hire a nurse, so there's no need to take yourself out completely. Right? Even if your relationship with him is so good, you can't just give up on a man's career, and Feng Hao won't agree with you."
"This is my decision, and I don't need anyone's approval." No matter what the manager said, Ling Lang still insisted on his decision, "I'm not asking for your consent, I'm just telling my decision."
The agent covered his head in pain, "No, no matter what you say, I firmly disagree."
His attitude is also very tough, "I won't arrange a job for you during this time, you can always accompany him, and everything will be said after the operation. It's too early to say anything now."
He paused, "You have to think on the bright side, I believe that Feng Hao's eyes will be healed, you won't retreat, and he won't retreat, you two will have to make trouble in the circle for 20 years. Give it to me now. Go back to the hospital honestly and stop thinking about it!"
In the hospital at this time, a man with a face that was 80% similar to Feng Hao was leaning against the window, his eyes fell on the person with gauze wrapped around his eyes on the hospital bed, and his deep eyes also showed no emotion.
"You said you wanted to go back, but it ended up being me," he said, whether he was sarcastic or complaining about Feng Hao's carelessness.
Feng Hao smiled, "Sorry for causing you trouble."
"Don't talk to me in the same tone you would talk to outsiders," Brother Feng corrected.
"Why did you come, aren't you afraid that I will never see you again?" Feng Hao immediately changed his tone.
"Hey," Brother Feng snorted...
"I don't know if this is good news or bad news," he sighed deliberately. "We followed the woman, found the man's hiding place, and successfully took over his lair, although he still ran away in the end. It's gone, but I don't think he'll be able to jump up again."
"It's good to run away," Feng Hao's voice suddenly became a little cold, "leave him to me."
Brother Feng shrugged, regardless of whether his brother could see it or not, "If you can find him."
Feng Hao returned to normal, "Shouldn't this be considered good news, what is the bad news?"
Brother Feng stared at the gauze on his eyes, "The price is too high."
Feng Hao smiled slightly, knowing in his heart.
When Ling Lang came back, Feng Hao was the only one left in the ward.
"Where's your big brother?"
"Going to sign the consent form for surgery."
Ling Lang didn't say anything, but Feng Hao laughed, "If you are my legal partner, you are the one who has the priority to sign the consent form."
Ling Lang's voice was low, "Fortunately I'm not."
"You're scared?"
Ling Lang replied by clenching his hand.
"It's alright," Feng Hao touched his head and patted it, "You have to believe that I am a lucky person."
No matter how frightened Ling Lang was, the next day came as scheduled, he pushed Feng Hao to the door of the operating room, brother Feng and his manager were already waiting here, brother Feng always had an expression that never changed. One couldn't help but wonder if he really cared about his younger brother, and the manager was so nervous, but for Ling Lang's sake, he forced himself to remain calm.
The nurse took the wheelchair from him. Seeing that Feng Hao was about to be pushed into the operating room, Ling Lang suddenly stopped them, "Wait a minute!"
The nurse stopped.
"I want to have a word with him," Ling Lang asked. Seeing that the other party hesitated, he added, "Just a minute."
The nurse thought for a while, and agreed. Brother Feng and the manager saw this and avoided it quite knowingly. Only Ling Lang and Feng Hao were left at the door of the operating room.
Ling Lang walked over to Feng Hao and squatted down.
"What do you want to say?" Feng Hao touched his face, wanting to know his expression at the moment.
Ling Lang rehearsed countless times in his mind, but he still felt embarrassed when he actually spoke, "I..."
Feng Hao waited quietly.
"I..." Ling Lang stopped again halfway through, and after a moment of silence, he put his lips to Feng Hao's ear.
The original smile on Feng Hao's face deepened little by little with the change in Ling Lang's mouth shape.
Ling Lang left his ear, as if he had completed a difficult task, and he was greatly relieved.
"Although it's very regrettable that I can't see your expression at the moment," Feng Hao said, "but I'm still very happy, at least to hear you say this when I can still hear it."
Hearing what he said, Ling Lang was immediately annoyed, why didn't he say these three words earlier, he had to wait until regrets arose before thinking of making up for it.
Feng Hao didn't seem to mind as much as he did, "I promised you that these three words can be replaced by a number. I hope that after the operation, I can write it down in person."
Ling Lang didn't speak anymore, he clasped the opponent's hands tightly, and poured into him the power he once got from Feng Hao, together with his own.
The agent held his hand nervously. It has been a week since the operation ended, and today is the fateful day. The doctor untied the gauze on Feng Hao's eyes layer by layer. He stared at the doctor's hand tightly. He hoped that this process would be over in a blink of an eye, and he hoped that it would never be completed.
Finally, the gauze was completely peeled off, revealing Feng Hao's closed eyes, and the manager's heart raised in his throat.
"Open it slowly and take a look," the doctor motioned.
After listening to the doctor's words, Feng Hao's eyes opened little by little. The whole process was so slow that he seemed to be slowing down the camera. Even the tremors of his eyelashes were magnified countless times. Everyone in the room was too nervous to speak. , the agent swallowed subconsciously.
He finally opened his eyes completely. He first looked at Ling Lang on the right, then at Brother Feng by the window, and finally his eyes fell on the manager at the end of the bed.
Feng Hao smiled, "Eunuch Ji, you've grown a beard."
The economic man covered his face with a whimper. He didn't know whether to cry, be angry or laugh. Brother Feng was also indistinctly relieved for a moment. Ling Lang was already praying.
Feng Hao first nodded with his elder brother, and the two brothers exchanged countless information with one glance, and then took Ling Lang's hand, "I made you worry about me."
The doctor checked his eyes, "There should be no problem, and he can be discharged after a few days of observation."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," the agent thanked him repeatedly, eager to give him three bows.
Feng Hao finally sat down on the sofa in his living room again. Ling Lang knelt at his feet as usual, resting on his legs, feeling more secure than ever before.
Silence shrouded the two of them again. Words are no longer the only way to communicate between them. It seems that they are just sitting quietly, and they can feel each other's heartfelt voices.
Feng Hao broke the tranquility, "Are you worried that my eyes will not get better?"
Ling Lang did not answer, but Feng Hao continued.
"Actually, I know that what you worry most about is not that my eyes will lose sight, but that if my eyes lose sight, I will drive you away."
Ling Lang raised his head in surprise, he didn't expect that the most real thoughts in his heart would be detected by Feng Hao.
Looking at his expression, Feng Hao knew what he was wondering in his heart.
"You suddenly turned off the TV that day, and I guessed one or two."
Such a trivial action was actually noticed by Feng Hao, who was invisible to his eyes, and Ling Lang was stunned for a moment.
Feng Hao stroked his head, "You are afraid that I will be worried that I will become a burden to you, so I deliberately drive you away and ask you to find another master, right?"
Ling Lang was speechless.
Feng Hao smiled, "In the name of being good for others, he keeps saying that he doesn't want to delay the happiness of others. On the surface, it looks like a great self-sacrifice, but in fact, it is wanton trampling on the loyalty of pets."
"If you don't trust the person who loves you, and don't give the other person a chance to be a new person, that's the most incompetent master, not even a lover."
He lowered his head, as if reciting a marriage vow, word by word, solemnly whispering, "I swear, no matter what happens, for any reason, whether rich or poor, healthy or sick, I will allow you to stay with me. By my side, forever."
Ling Lang looked up at him. During the period of Feng Hao's blindness, he never shed a single tear, but at this moment, tears had the urge to burst out of his eyes.
"What about you?" Feng Hao asked him back, "If I really become blind, would you stay by my side and be my guide dog for the rest of my life?"
Ling Lang gently kissed his hand, "Never give up."
Feng Hao smiled, as if he had expected this kind of answer.
Ling Lang put the pillow back on the other's lap and lay quietly for a while, then suddenly thought of another question.
"Then what would you do if the blind person was me?"
Feng Hao hardly thought or hesitated for a moment, just rubbing his hair dotingly, his tone was so calm that he seemed to be talking about the weather outside.
"I'll give you the cornea."