Chapter 89 Anger and Stubbornness
At this time, the housekeeper had already left work.
Shi Qing raised her head stiffly and looked towards the entrance.
The door was pushed open, and a tall and familiar figure, wrapped in coldness and dust, stood at the door against the light of the corridor.
It is very cold.
His face showed unconcealable fatigue and vicissitudes of life, his hair was messy, and there was a blue stubble on his chin. He looked completely different from his usual self.
He was carrying the suitcase with one hand, and he didn't seem to expect that Shi Qing was still awake at this time. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Shi Qing stared at him blankly, and the tears that were welling up in her eyes a second ago miraculously stopped.
The next second, she ran towards him barefoot like crazy and crashed heavily into his arms.
"Hmm..." Sheng Han was knocked back a step by her huge momentum and let out a restrained groan.
He hugged the trembling person in his arms tightly with his backhand.
He smiled and comforted in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong? Are you scared when you saw me?"
"I saw a war breaking out in Country K... I thought something happened to you..."
Shi Qing buried her face deeply in Sheng Han's chest, her voice muffled, filled with both relief and grievance for surviving the disaster.
"I'm fine, aren't I?" Sheng Han gently stroked Shi Qing's back, trying to soothe her tense emotions.
After a moment of tenderness, he lowered his head and found that she was barefoot on the cold floor, and his brows immediately frowned.
She coaxed him softly, "Be good, go put on your slippers and let me in first, okay?"
Sheng Han closed the door and went to the bathroom to tidy himself up.
Shi Qing then remembered that she had not yet hung up the phone.
She picked up the phone and said to Tan Jia, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Sheng Han is back."
He also quickly sent a message to Xia Zhu and others to report that he was safe.
Then he quietly picked up the scattered scripts on the table and returned to the bedroom.
Shi Qing waited quietly at the bathroom door.
Sheng Han changed into a comfortable black silk pajamas and walked out while wiping her wet short hair.
Seeing Shi Qing standing guard at the door, he was obviously stunned.
Shi Qing said nothing, stepped forward again and hugged him tightly.
This time, through the thin pajamas, she keenly sensed that something was wrong.
There was an unnatural stiffness in his back, and he could even feel the outline of the gauze.
Her heart sank, she let go of him, and reached out to unbutton his pajamas.
"Qingqing." Sheng Han held her rebellious hand, his eyes dodging, "It's too late today, and I have work arrangements tomorrow... You don't want to be unable to get up tomorrow, do you?"
He even tried to get away with his usual suggestive jokes.
But he forgot that last month, when they were also on a long journey, he couldn't even wait to finish walking down the red carpet, so he pulled her into the fire escape.
Now this statement seems to be even more obvious.
Shi Qing's eyes instantly turned red. She raised her head, her sparkling eyes filled with grievance and hurt: "Are you... tired of me?"
Huge tears rolled down from his eyes without warning, drop by drop, hitting the back of Sheng Han's hand, so hot that it made his heart tremble.
He hated to see her cry.
All disguises collapsed in an instant.
Sheng Han sighed helplessly, released the hand that was stopping her, and let her check.
Shi Qing quickly unbuttoned her clothes and pulled her pajamas apart.
The snow-white gauze suddenly came into view, and there was even a faint trace of blood on the edge.
Shi Qing loosened Sheng Han's pajamas, climbed onto the bed with a cold face, and sat cross-legged without saying a word.
Those clear almond-shaped eyes were now soaked with lingering tears and anger, and the whole body exuded a low-pressure atmosphere of "leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist."
have to.
Sheng Han knew that he couldn't avoid this hurdle.
He had no choice but to sit down on the edge of the bed, straighten his disheveled pajamas, and honestly explain what had happened.
As soon as the conflict in Country K broke out, they sensed the danger and the crew immediately organized an emergency evacuation.
He also immediately asked Tan Jia to apply for an emergency flight route within the country and arrange a private plane.
But on the way to the location, the crew encountered a group of thugs.
There was a small accident and his back was accidentally scratched.
The situation was urgent at the time and only simple treatment was done.
But he wasn't that reckless.
After getting off the plane, he went to the hospital immediately for a comprehensive examination and bandaging.
Shi Qing listened to his understated narration.
But some thrilling images appeared in my mind.
The tears in my eyes simply couldn't be stopped.
"You were taking a shower just now!"
Shi Qing pulled him to get out of bed, her voice heavily nasal.
"Let's go to the hospital again!"
"I didn't wash it, I just wiped it with a wet towel, mainly because my hair was so uncomfortable."
Sheng Han quickly pulled her back, explaining with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Besides, if we were photographed together at the hospital, tomorrow's headlines wouldn't be about the war in Country K, but about us."
He took out the inspection report from his suitcase and handed it to her.
I saw in the report that it was indeed a skin injury and nothing serious.
Shi Qing's heart finally settled down.
But this is not the end of the story.
Shi Qing wiped away her tears, took out a spare quilt from the closet, turned around and was about to walk out.
"Where are you going?" Sheng Han was confused.
"The sofa in the living room." Shi Qing said without turning her head. "There's no extra bed at home. I slept on the sofa while reading a script before. It was quite comfortable."
Sheng Han didn't expect that after he took great pains to hide his injury and rushed back in a hurry, not only did he not receive his wife's affection, but he also received a notice to sleep in separate rooms!
"Why?"
Shi Qing turned around and confidently gave him a reason that he could not refute.
"I can't sleep peacefully. What if I turn over and press on your wound during the night?"
During those warm and affectionate nights before, he had hugged her and said with a smile that she slept like a little octopus, with her hands and feet always entangled with him dishonestly.
He felt very sweet at that time.
Now it has become a case of shooting oneself in the foot!
Sheng Han could only watch Shi Qing walk out of the bedroom with resentment in his eyes.
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Shi Qing is often accused of working too hard, but now she feels that compared to Sheng Han, she knows how to balance work and rest.
Having just escaped from a war-torn area, he went straight to the dubbing studio the next day with a tired face, and also had to deal with the company's accumulated official business.
Shi Qing couldn't be persuaded at all.
This man's paranoia and stubbornness at work are almost outrageous.
She could only settle for the second best and reminded Li Zhe over and over again every day to keep a close eye on Sheng Han when changing his dressings and pay attention to his physical condition. If there was anything wrong, he must not hide it from her again.
What Shi Qing couldn't understand even more was that even though Sheng Han was injured so badly, he still insisted on going to dance class!
Doesn't he know how many movements in that dance require strength from the waist and abdomen?
The two seemed to be trapped in a strange stubbornness.
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