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As soon as Lu Wanwan finished speaking, the crew came over and said that the director wanted to talk to them.

After the two walked over, Zheng Tailin directly said: "You go to visit the patient on behalf of the crew to see if Jing Mo's illness is serious. Tell him that his health is important and he can rest for another day tomorrow and doesn't have to force himself to come to the set."

"That's right, I thought so too." Gu Qiaobei nodded.

"But I will..." Lu Wanwan just said this when she was interrupted by the crew who came over: "Director Zheng, Writer Du wants to see you and said that the script needs to be changed."

"Why change it again? I'll go over now." Zheng Tailin took two steps hurriedly, turned back and said to them: "You can go over now, and let me know if there is anything."

"Okay." Gu Qiaobei agreed.

"..." Lu Wanwan had a headache, could he listen to her finish her words.

"The two of us don't need to buy anything, just go empty-handed." Gu Qiaobei glanced at the watch on his wrist, it was just past 17 o'clock, it was still early.

Lu Wanwan nodded, feeling a little heavy.

Life is really full of helplessness.

On the way there, Gu Qiaobei saw her with her head drooping and a depressed look on her face, and muttered: "Why do you feel like you are not going to visit a patient, but to visit the grave?"

"Don't say that casually." Lu Wanwan changed her depressed look and smiled happily: "Now?"

"Very happy, as if celebrating his illness."

"..." Lu Wanwan wiped her face and adjusted her facial expression, neither depressed nor too happy.

Han Jingmo, who was sleeping soundly, heard the ringing of his mobile phone. It was Gu Qiaobei's call. He didn't answer it and got out of bed to open the door.

"You're finishing work so early today..." Before he could even say the word "early", he saw Lu Wanwan standing at the door. He paused before continuing: "Early?"

"What do you mean by early? You're feverish, it's night time now." Gu Qiaobei seized the opportunity to mock him, looking around a few times: "You don't look well."

"Who doesn't?" Han Jingmo stepped aside: "Come in." Lu

Wanwan guessed that he should have just woken up. He was wearing pajamas and his hair was a tuft. Compared with the exquisite hairstyle in the live broadcast, he looked very unkempt.

"We haven't eaten yet either, so we bought some food and brought it back to eat with you." Gu Qiaobei put the packed food on the dining table.

"I can't eat." Han Jingmo shook his head.

"Is it so serious? You're so sick that you can't even eat?" Gu Qiaobei was surprised.

"It's Song Chi. He said we can't eat after five o'clock." Han Jingmo was dehydrated and his lips were dry. He drank half a glass of water right after saying this.

Gu Qiaobei looked sympathetic: "How miserable."

Lu Wanwan hesitated for a moment and said: "Don't go on a diet if you are sick."

Han Jingmo's eyes fell on her lightly at this time: "It's okay."

His tone was indifferent and distant.

Lu Wanwan thought to himself that it seemed that what happened yesterday was really over. His eyes were finally not blind, and the water in his brain was finally dry.

Lu Wanwan's heart was relieved.

Gu Qiaobei asked a few questions about his condition. He was much better, but still had a low fever. He estimated that he would be better tomorrow.

Although Han Jingmo didn't want to eat, Gu Qiaobei still insisted on eating at his house to make him hungry.

Lu Wanwan was also pulled by him to sit down at the dining table.

"After you finish eating, clean up. I'm going to sleep." Han Jingmo scratched his hair, looking sleepy.

"Sleep?" Gu Qiaobei was surprised, looked at Lu Wanwan, and asked him meaningfully: "Don't you want to talk?"

"Sleepy." Han Jingmo was sleepy.

"Okay, I'll close the door for you when I leave." Gu Qiaobei didn't understand what he was doing.

Han Jingmo responded, turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

Lu Wanwan blinked and asked seriously: "Are we really going to finish eating before leaving?" The owner is not here, who is he trying to show off to?

Gu Qiaobei nodded seriously: "It's such a hassle to take it home."

Lu Wanwan: "..." Your home is upstairs, okay.

At this time, Gu Qiaobei received a text message. It was a courier for online shopping.

"I'll go to the security room to pick up the courier and come back later."

"Okay."

After he left, Lu Wanwan suddenly realized that it would be better if she just followed him.

A few minutes later, the people who didn't wait for Gu Qiaobei received his text message: I accidentally locked the door when I came out just now, you tell Han Jingmo to get up and open the door.

Lu Wanwan wanted to hit someone after seeing it.

How could he make such a low-level mistake?

He walked to the bedroom, raised his hand to knock on the door, but found that the door was not locked and opened as soon as his hand touched it.

In the dim light of the bedside lamp, he saw Han Jingmo's head sunken into the pillow, his hair messy, his breathing long and slow, and he was obviously asleep.

Lu Wanwan hesitated for a while, closed the door again, and knocked a few times.

There was no movement inside.

He knocked a few more times vigorously.

Han Jingmo frowned slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes. He paused for two seconds before he regained consciousness. He weakly rushed to the door and said, "Just leave."

Lu Wanwan touched his nose: "It's me."

Han Jingmo was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Come in."

After Lu Wanwan came in, he regretted it again. He should have gotten up from the bed first. He asked, "What's wrong?" "

Qiaoqiao went to get the express and locked the door." Lu Wanwan was too embarrassed to speak.

Han Jingmo sighed: "Close the door first."

Lu Wanwan closed the door in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Han Jingmo lowered his eyes: "You forgot to lock yourself out."

Lu Wanwan: "..."

Her eyes moved from the quilt to his face. Seeing that he was wrapped tightly, Lu Wanwan couldn't help but make a bold guess: "Sleeping naked?"

Han Jingmo's eyelids twitched: "No."

Lu Wanwan said, closed the door suspiciously, and left.

A moment later.

Han Jingmo came out of the bedroom, opened the door for Gu Qiaobei, and ordered them to leave: "Pack up and leave quickly."

"Why are you so inhospitable?" Gu Qiaobei complained angrily.

"I'm not good to you."

"..." Gu Qiaobei couldn't refute.

After putting away the remaining food, Lu Wanwan looked up and found that Han Jingmo was looking at them lazily, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at them. As soon as

their eyes met, Lu Wanwan immediately looked away.

Then he thought it was not right, and if anyone should feel guilty, he should feel guilty.

Lu Wanwan was not convinced, and looked back again, but Han Jingmo was still looking at this side. Lu Wanwan was

even more dissatisfied and stared at him with wide eyes.

After a while.

Han Jingmo raised an eyebrow: "Aren't your eyes sore?"

Lu Wanwan blinked immediately, then rubbed her eyes with her hand, wanting to cry very much.

Carrying the garbage bag and walking out of his house, Lu Wanwan was still confused. What was going on?

The enemy was too strong, and she couldn't understand.

When she got home, Lu Guanghan was not there, and Lu Wanwan sat directly in front of the computer.

In the game, the Ninth Prince was always there, and the Pork Chop Hero hadn't been online for a long time. It seemed that her only apprentice was about to lose contact.

[Guild] The Ninth Prince: Do you have other games outside? Why don't you come online? I'm alone, and I feel so lonely.

[Guild] Xiehe: You can go find your teammates outside.