Chapter 261 Extra: Tan Cheng x Cen Wenxing (13)

The wind was howling before the rainstorm came.

Tan Cheng couldn't even walk steadily or fast, and if he wasn't careful he would be pushed away from his original route by the wind.

My vision was also blurred by the wind.

He stumbled out for a long way before he saw Cen Wenxing walking back.

He held the violin tightly and walked forward with difficulty in the strong wind.

"Star!"

Cen Wenxing raised his head with great effort and saw Tan Cheng. He was so distracted that he was almost blown away by the wind.

Tan Cheng was so frightened that his heart stopped beating. For a moment, he forgot that he was in the strong wind and ran desperately in his direction. His steps were not steady and he fell down, hitting the wound from before. He didn't care about the pain and quickly got up. When he met Cen Wenxing, he hugged him tightly.

The violin case was stuck between the two of us and it hurt.

Cen Wenxing: "What are you doing here?!"

His voice was loud, but not very clear in the wind.

"You're outside."

Cen Wenxing was slightly startled and looked up at him.

His eyes were full of worry.

Cen Wenxing took a deep breath, "How can you help? I'll just have to walk back by myself! It's just the difference of one more death!"

Tan Cheng was speechless and followed Cen Wenxing, protecting him as they walked back.

A rainstorm is coming and the wind is getting stronger.

Tan Cheng tried to defend himself.

"I calculated it. I calculated the wind speed and measured the distance. It will take a while for the rain to fall, so it's safe."

"Oh, are you still calculating when you can find me?"

“…”

The clumsy lies and awkward cover-ups made Cen Wenxing laugh.

As if to slap Tan Cheng in the face, it started to rain.

Cen Wenxing laughed out loud in the rain.

Tan Cheng was a little embarrassed. He hesitantly reached out his hand and pressed Cen Wenxing's head down.

“It’s time to drink rain water.”

Cen Wenxing glanced at him, said nothing, and returned to the program crew with the violin in his arms.

Almost as soon as we entered, heavy rain came down.

The director was scared to death and immediately asked someone to bring a towel.

Tan Cheng took the towel and wiped it on Cen Wenxing's piano case, even faster than Cen Wenxing.

I wiped the rain off the outside of the piano case before I dared to open it.

Fortunately, it didn’t get wet inside.

"There are no stars..."

As soon as Tan Cheng raised his head, a large dry towel fell down and covered his head.

Cen Wenxing dried his hair and took the violin from him.

"I'm going to go take a hot shower first."

The director agreed.

Tan Cheng stood up with the towel in his hand, and his knee suddenly hurt, and he almost fell down again.

Just now outside, his heart was worried about Xingxing. Now that he has recovered, his face looks changed with pain.

Only then did the director notice that his knee was injured again and his pants were stained with blood.

"Mr. Tan, are you okay? Don't move your knee. It was seriously injured last time. Where is the medical staff?"

"The medical staff is in another house. There is only a medicine box here."

Cen Wenxing turned around.

The room was in chaos.

"Can you bandage it?"

"I can't."

"Well...how about cutting the pants open first? Mr. Tan, please sit down first."

Tan Cheng supported himself on the table and moved to a chair and sat down.

The person in front of me was holding a pair of scissors, gesturing left and right but unable to bring himself to do it.

The scissors were taken over, and Cen Wenxing squatted in front of Tan Cheng, pinched the pants, and cut the pants open cleanly, leaving only a piece that was stuck to the wound.

Cen Wenxing tried to pull it.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Tan Cheng answered quickly, even breathing lightly, for fear of alarming the person in front of him.

It's windy and rainy outside.

The windows were shaking in the wind and seemed like they would explode at any moment.

But Tan Cheng felt an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.

"Bear with the pain."

"Um."

Cen Wenxing carefully pulled off the piece of cloth.

The wound didn’t heal last time, and it got worse this time. It looks a bit scary.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the wound was not stained with mud because of the pants.

Cen Wenxing took a bottle of water to rinse the wound.

As soon as he fell down, he heard Tan Cheng hiss.

"Hold it."

"Yeah, it doesn't hurt."

Cen Wenxing's eyes swept across Tan Cheng's hands that were clenched on the edge of the chair, and he took out some iodine from the medicine box to disinfect the wound, and then bandaged it.

The director couldn't help but praise Cen Wenxing for his cleverness and dexterity.

"It's just a simple treatment. When the rain stops, we'll have to ask the doctor to take care of it."

The director quickly agreed.

Cen Wenxing went upstairs to take a shower, and when he came out he saw Tan Cheng sitting in the corridor with a thermos cup in his hand.

Seeing him come out, I stood up and handed him the thermos.

"I asked the landlord to make some ginger soup."

Cen Wenxing took it and said, "Thank you."

He walked into the room.

Tan Cheng took two steps forward.

"Xingxing, you, have you been injured often before?"

"What else? Do you think I'm from a rich family like you? Oh, no, you've seen my photo. I must have gone to that bar. Even though I look respectable now, I was a mess before."

People get hurt every day.

"Have a good rest. Thank you for today."

Although he didn't help much, he still got himself injured.

Cen Wenxing is going to close the store.

Tan Cheng hurriedly said: "Wait."

Cen Wenxing:?

"You have a boyfriend?"

Cen Wenxing nodded, "Yes."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Tan Cheng's face suddenly turned pale when he heard Cen Wenxing admit it himself.

The injuries and pain on his face were so obvious that Cen Wenxing could easily see into his heart.

Worse than the knee injury.

Cen Wenxing: "Anything else?"

"No, you have a good rest."

"Um."

The door was closed.

Tan Cheng stood in the corridor for a long time, until he felt pain in his wound, and then he slowly left.

After the rainstorm, the sky cleared up and there was a rainbow in the sky.

Cen Wenxing walked out of the room and didn't see Tan Cheng.

After asking, I found out that the medical conditions on the island were poor. To avoid leaving a root of illness, Tan Cheng was taken away by the medical team.

Cen Wenxing nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He went out for a walk, sat casually on the hillside, felt the sea breeze, and looked at the horizon in the distance.

Alice walked over to him, "What are you thinking about?"

"I want to smoke."

"No! You're recording a show! Besides, it's been a long time since you last smoked. Why are you thinking about smoking now? You can't smoke."

When Cen Wenxing became a little famous, he rarely went to bars, and with the arrival of his assistant, he gradually controlled his drinking and smoking.

After all, in the eyes of the world, violinists are holy and noble, so how can they have anything to do with these things?

"Isn't this holding back? I'm just thinking about it."

Alice sat down beside him and looked at the horizon with him.

"After the show airs, you will be very famous, every tour will be packed, you will have a lot of flowers and applause, and many people will like you."

Cen Wenxing smiled, "They like me, but they don't like me."

Alice is unhappy.

"Xing, you're not romantic at all!"

Cen Wenxing fell backwards onto the grass.

The grass was still wet, but he didn't care.

His eyelashes are long and curled, and his beautiful eyes are full of waves.

"Alice, don't let the romantic appearance fool you. You only have one heart."