Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 104
When people have nothing to rely on, there will always be a layer of armor in their hearts.
Because I know in my heart that even if I have been wronged or hurt, there is no one to confide in, let alone express my distress.
Yan Zixiu never showed any fragility or caring, as if everything in this world was just a fleeting cloud like floating dust in his eyes.
Gu Shi also said that Yan Zixiu only quarreled with him.
But even if it was a quarrel between the two, Yan Zixiu restrained himself, and if he got a little closer to the boundary, he would immediately fall silent.
‘I have no home, can you not drive me away. ‘
If it wasn’t for being injured and unconscious this time, Jing Shaoci knew that with Yan Zixiu’s temperament, he would never say such helpless words in his life.
As soon as he thought of this, he felt a strong sense of suffocation rushing all over his body.
These words were like a blade turning into sharp claws, digging open his heart, and the severe pain almost ground his flesh and blood into ashes.
Li Fengzhi watched him trembling with his eyes closed, shook his head slightly, and walked out.
“Mr. Jing, do you have anything to convey?” The nurse asked softly.
Jing Shaoci let go of his almost twisted fingers, and said with a trembling throat: “No, never again.”
After the nurse leaned over to tell Yan Zixiu this sentence, he first showed a satisfied smile, and then lost consciousness again.
At this time, all the fans were waiting on Xingyi’s official Weibo, wanting a clear answer, and at the same time praying for Yan Zixiu’s safety.
After Li Fengzhi came out, Xie Chengyuan immediately stepped forward and said, “How is it? Has Zixiu’s condition improved?”
Li Fengzhi neither nodded nor shook his head, but said in a deep voice: “The doctor said that he is not conscious yet.”
Xie Chengyuan sighed worriedly, and said to himself: “How could such a thing happen…”
The fans are waiting, and so are the paparazzi.
Some people even hoped that Yan Zixiu’s injury would be more severe, because such news was enough to break the news.
Xie Guanxin and Jing Fengyi didn’t know what happened to Yan Zixiu until they saw the reports on the Internet at home. When they rushed to the hospital, Jing Shaoci just came out of the visiting room.
“Xiao Ci, is Xiu Xiu’s injury serious or not? What does the doctor say?”
Jing Shaoci lowered his head, unable to utter a word.
Xie Guanxin’s eyes turned red immediately, and she choked up with sobs and said, “I’ve seen him hurt, and if I still believe that some medicine will be enough, how the hell am I supposed to be a mother…”
Jing Fengyi held her in his arms, comforted her in a low voice, then looked at Jing Shaoci and said, “Xiaoci, how is Xiuxiu’s situation?”
Seeing that Jing Shaoci’s current situation is really bad, Li Fengzhi took the initiative to say: “Mr. Jing, Mrs. Xie, the doctor said that Zixiu’s trauma is quite serious. Both knees and the palm of his right hand were stitched. Complications occurred, the high fever subsided just half an hour ago, and the situation is now being observed in the ICU.”
The couple immediately blamed themselves even more when they heard this. According to Xie Guanxin, they were the first to find out that Yan Zixiu was injured.
But just based on Dr. Sun’s words, they really think the situation is not serious, and they have completely failed to fulfill their responsibilities as parents.
[My cousin is in the Capital Third Hospital, and I heard from her that when Yan Zixiu was sent to the hospital, his entire wrist was covered in blood. ]
[Yan Zixiu wouldn’t commit suicide because of this, would he?Which star hasn’t been scolded before, it’s better not to be in the entertainment industry if he is so glassy. ]
[Upstairs, if you put Selu on your fucking mouth, it will spray out? ]
After reading the news on the Internet, the chief producer of Zhankong put down his phone and said with a calm face, “I’ll check that matter overnight tonight, and I can’t find out clearly. There’s no need for you to stay.”
Yan Zi was in a coma all night, and after waking up the next morning, he was transferred to the VIP ward in the afternoon.
“The patient’s body is still very weak, family members should pay attention to the time of visit.” After the doctor finished speaking, he said: “The patient just said that he wants to see his manager.”
Li Fengzhi, who had received everyone’s attention, walked in with his eyes fixed on him, and when he opened the door, he saw Yan Zixiu sitting there.
“Why are you up, lie down quickly.”
Yan Zixiu smiled faintly, “It’s nothing.”
Li Fengzhi didn’t care, stepped forward to flatten the pillow, and helped him to lie down.
After lying flat, Yan Zixiu pursed his lips slightly, and said after a few seconds: “Manager Li, did Jing Shaoci also know about my injury?”
Li Fengzhi nodded, and thought: It’s not just Mr. Jing, most of the entertainment industry knows about it.
Seeing this, Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and then said: “Actually, I just slipped in the bathroom.”
Before Li Fengzhi could reply, he said again: “You remember to say the same to Jing Shaoci.”
Li Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, and decided to conceal the facts first and agree.
“Okay, I’ll remember.” After speaking, he frowned and asked again: “How do you feel now, does the wound still hurt?”
“It looks serious, it’s just a minor injury.”
Li Fengzhi looked at his pale face, sighed and said, “Zixiu…”
His throat tightened for the following words, and he couldn’t speak anymore.
At this time, in Qingyuan Temple, the deputy head teacher looked at Daoist Zhenqiong with a little worry and said: “Senior brother, the master didn’t let us talk about borrowing the lamp, but you told that Mr. Jing everything in detail yesterday. Well, if Shijun settles the score after Qiuhou, then we…”
Taoist Zhenqiong put his hands behind his back and said lightly, “Master is an open-minded person, how could he care about such a trivial matter with us juniors.”
The deputy head teacher showed a look of [Are you serious, I don’t think so] and looked at him without saying a word.
Daoist Zhenqiong coughed slightly, then covered his mouth and said: “Go and inform your disciples that the temple will be closed for cleaning in the next half month, and no one who knocks on the door is allowed to open.”
After Li Fengzhi came out of the ward, he looked at Jing Shaoci with an expression of impatience and said, “Mr. Jing, Zixiu asked me to tell you that he just slipped in the bathroom, and the injury is not serious.”
Jing Shaoci’s slender fingers trembled imperceptibly, and then nodded.
Xie Guanxin originally wanted to go in, but Jing Fengyi held her shoulders and said, “Let the young couple talk first.”
When Yan Zixiu saw Jing Shaoci, he was stunned for a moment, and then averted his eyes.
Why haven’t I seen this person for two days? It’s like I haven’t eaten or slept for several days, and the beard is covered with green stubble.
After Jing Shaoci sat by the bed, he whispered, “Manager Li…he told you everything.”
At this time, Yan Zixiu seemed to have secretly hidden a chocolate. Obviously everyone found out, but because he wanted to give it to the person he likes, he firmly shook his head and said no.
Jing Shaoci glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, and hummed in a low voice.
Yan Zixiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it was impossible for the other party to know about the Qingyuan Temple.
The two had just finished their quarrel that day, so they sat face to face and didn’t know what to say.
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Shaoci said in a hoarse voice, “Does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt.” Yan Zixiu replied without even thinking.
At this time, Jing Shaoci raised his bloodshot eyes, and said word by word: “Yan Zixiu, as you said, practitioners should not lie.”
Yan Zixiu clenched his fingers subconsciously, but the pain from pulling the wound intensified instantly, making him frown uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Jing Shaoci immediately said: “I won’t ask any more, don’t move.”
Yan Zixiu took a peek at him out of the corner of his eye, and then asked in a low voice, “Candied sweet potato, are you not angry?”
Jing Shaoci suddenly had a sore nose, feeling that something warm was about to come out of his eyes, he quickly stood up and turned around.
Yan Zixiu’s heart tightened, and he immediately said: “I can explain, I was…”
He got stuck when he said this, he didn’t know how to neither lie nor make Jing Shaoci angry.
In fact, he just didn’t want the other party to find out that day. If he didn’t find an excuse to hide, he would definitely show his flaws.
“Actually, I really didn’t know that it was Jiang Yu’s birthday.” Yan Zixiu began to explain carefully one by one, “The VCR for the birthday celebration was also recorded in advance by the crew. Every actor…”
Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci suddenly turned around, leaned over and hugged him.
Yan Zixiu struggled a bit, but his hand was injured and he couldn’t use his strength.
“Let me hug you for a while, okay?” Jing Shaoci tried his best to suppress the trembling, trying to use a normal voice.
Yan Zixiu began to feel uneasy, he had seen Jing Shaoci in various appearances, arrogant, indifferent and even unreasonable, but he had never seen him like this.
Hearing the sound of the other party taking a deep breath in his ear, he slowly raised his right hand.
But just as he was about to touch Jing Shaoci’s back, he stopped again.
After a while, Yan Zixiu didn’t know what to think of, and his expression suddenly changed: “Is someone bullying you, I’ll go…”
“Yan Zixiu.” Jing Shaoci suddenly interrupted him, the trembling all over his body could not be suppressed, “I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Then he repeated again with a choked voice, “I was wrong.”
Yan Zixiu panicked completely, he had no idea why Jing Shaoci wanted to apologize to him, and why he was so sad.
He could only rub his back gently with his wrist, trying to relieve the other party’s sadness in this way.
“If you have been wronged in any way, you can tell me.” Yan Zixiu couldn’t comfort others, so he thought for a long time before he came up with this sentence, “Don’t hold back.”
Little did he know that the more he said Jing Shaoci, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the strong guilt was like icy sea water, completely submerging him.
At this moment, he really hated himself.
He hated himself for not discovering Yan Zixiu’s injury earlier, and even more hated that the other party had done so many things for him, but he couldn’t say anything except sorry.
“Then what about your grievances.” Jing Shaoci swallowed slightly and opened his mouth, “And who can I tell?”
Yan Zixiu smiled indifferently when he heard the words, “I am a celestial master, who in this world can make me feel wronged.”
“I.”
Jing Shaoci got up, he remembered the words Yan Zixiu scolded him before, then looked at him for a moment and said, “It’s me, the bastard.”
Yan Zixiu was completely stunned, his mouth half-opened, unable to speak.
He suddenly realized something, and then lay down with a bang and retracted into the quilt.
“Get out quickly, I’m sleepy.” Yan Zixiu’s voice came from under the quilt muffled.
Jing Shaoci originally wanted to pull the quilt away, but stopped halfway through his hand, “Okay, I’ll come in later.”
When he came out of the ward, Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin were still waiting at the door.
“Dad, Mom, let’s go to the lounge and talk.”
A few minutes later, Xie Guanxin’s uncontrollable crying came from the lounge, which could be heard clearly even through the door.
Li Fengzhi, Xie Chengyuan and the public relations team discussed it and decided to respect Yan Zixiu’s statement. When responding on Weibo, he said that he was injured and admitted to the hospital because he slipped and fell in the bathroom.
Xie Guanxin cried too sadly when she learned the truth, and couldn’t control her emotions for a while, so Jing Fengyi decided to send her home first.
Before leaving, he patted Jing Shaoci on the shoulder and said, “Son, treat Xiaoxiu well.”
Jing Shaoci nodded solemnly, “Dad, I know.”
More than an hour later, he returned to the ward with something in his hand.
Yan Zixiu was still curled up in the quilt, but Jing Shaoci knew that he was not asleep.
He opened the lid of the box, and brought out the steaming lean meat and shrimp custard.
After setting the spoons, Jing Shaoci gently lifted a corner of the quilt and said softly, “Yanyan, it’s time to eat.”
Yan Yan? !
When Yan Zixiu heard this title, he didn’t want to come out even more.
Jing Shaoci waited patiently for a while, and then said again: “Yanyan, the egg custard is going to be cold, and it will be wasted if it is cold.”
When Yan Zixiu heard this, he changed from lying sideways to lying flat, and then slowly revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt.
If this scene is made into an emoji, the following words must be: [Your cute Yan suddenly appears].
Jing Shaoci pressed the button, and after half of the hospital bed slowly lifted up, he took another pillow and placed it behind Yan Zixiu’s head.
“I’ll feed you.”
When the spoon was brought to his mouth, Yan Zixiu tilted his head uncomfortably.
Jing Shaoci turned his wrist, and patiently continued to hand it to his mouth.
Yan Zixiu had no choice but to look at him and said, “Jing Shaoci, I am a man, not as delicate as you think.”
After finishing speaking, he got up and reached for the spoon, “I’ll do it myself.”
“I’m weak.” Jing Shaoci looked at him and said, “You won’t let me feed, my heart hurts.” After finishing speaking, he added, “The pain is unbearable.” Yan Zixiu opened his mouth to say something, But in the end, he just said, “That’s all.”
Jing Shaoci started to feed the food as he wished, and each time before handing it over, he had to blow two or three mouthfuls, and then touched his lips to confirm the temperature.
Looking at his posture, Yan Zixiu felt inexplicably eating leftovers from a small bitter gourd.
After finally finishing eating, Jing Shaoci wiped his mouth and asked, “How does it taste?”
“Hmm…” Yan Zixiu thought for a while, and then said, “There are too many shrimps.”
“Okay, I remember.”
Yan Zixiu looked at his obedience and obedience, and finally couldn’t help saying: “Jing Shaoci, you don’t have to do this, I don’t expect to reciprocate my kindness, I never…”
“I want to report it.” Jing Shaoci’s expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he just looked at him steadfastly.
“Yan Zixiu, let’s remarry.”
