Chapter 106: Bungee Jumping Machine 10 This is a peaceful, ordinary, sunny...
"Brother!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears, sweeping away the tiredness and decadence he had felt in the ward before, and An Rao couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.
"What's wrong? You look so happy." An Rao held up the phone and used his mouth to tell Bai Chuan that the person calling was Su Ming, and Bai Chuan, as usual, used his mouth to curse at this little bastard who always messed up other people's troubles.
"Yes! Brother, I have great news to tell you!" The voice on the other end sounded extremely excited. An Rao closed his eyes and could almost imagine the silly boy jumping for joy on the other end of the phone.
"What good news?" The smile disappeared from An Rao's face. He understood the price of good news. If Su Ming had good news, it would mean that Bai Chuan would be in trouble. He just didn't know what tricks would happen this time.
"The company helped me arrange a concert at the Chengguan Hall! I'm going to hold a concert at the Chengguan Hall!" Su Ming was so happy.
"Ah! That's great! Mingming is really great!" Even though he knew there would be a price, the news still made An Rao excited. Chengguan is the largest and best stadium in Lancheng and even in the whole country. It is the most coveted stage for all stars. Not everyone can hold a concert in Chengguan. It is a lofty honor and the highest level of recognition. It has a threshold that many stars are afraid to reach. Having been to Chengguan means that you are a certified superstar. What follows are countless resources and huge traffic. The future is limitless!
Su Ming's ability to go to Chengguan was not only due to his own excellence, but also to the energy of Wei Ran standing behind him. If Wei Ran, a scumbag, was exposed at this time, Su Ming would undoubtedly fall from grace and would never have the chance to stand on the stage again. After all, there is always an abundance of beautiful people and talents, but the most scarce things are always capital and opportunities.
"Brother, are you and Baichuan at home? I'll come over to your house for dinner. I'm about to enter a variety show. After the first episode is recorded, I'll have closed training to prepare for the concert at Chengguan. I may not be able to see you and Baichuan for a long time..."
"No problem. We won't be home tonight. Can you come to our house for lunch tomorrow at noon?" An Rao said as he watched Bai Chuan light the candles. The people he loved the most were so good and outstanding. It would be great if days like this could last forever.
"Okay! It's settled! Say hello to Brother Baichuan for me! Oh, by the way, happy birthday, brother!" Su Ming spoke happily, and soon An Rao heard someone calling Su Ming on the other end of the receiver, as if they wanted to talk to him about something.
"Well, go get busy, and see you at home tomorrow at noon."
"What's wrong with that little bastard who hasn't been weaned?" Bai Chuan was a typical hypocrite towards Su Ming. He obviously cared about him as much as Su Ming did and treated him as his own brother, but he was so mean to him in words.
"Su Ming is going to hold a concert at Chengguan." An Rao put down the phone and told Baichuan the good news, with a particularly proud smile on his face.
Bai Chuan was stunned for a moment, then he rubbed his hands and smiled, "Hey, this kid is great! Remember to send us tickets when the time comes. We need the best seats!"
"Well, he said we'll get together at my house tomorrow at noon. He'll be attending a variety show and busy preparing for his concert, so I guess we won't be able to see each other for a while."
"Sure! I'll be the chef tomorrow!" Bai Chuan moved the cake in front of An Rao, "Baby, make a wish!"
The cake was made by Baichuan himself. The irregular circle of icing and the pink and red heart pattern that could only be achieved by a Parkinson's disease were proof that any cake shop that could produce such stuff would definitely not survive the trial period.
But An Rao still liked them very much. He liked the pink heart on the white cake, the A&B written in chocolate sauce, and the cursive "forever". An Rao closed his eyes, his mind was indeed blank. If Damon was the ruler of this world, he would never ask him for any wish even if he could make his dream come true. Never!
"What wish did you make, baby?" Bai Chuan asked with a smile as he watched An Rao open his eyes.
"It won't work if you say it out loud." An Rao said, and blew out the candle in one breath.
"Yes, yes, let's not talk!" Bai Chuan began to clap his hands, then cut a large piece of cake and handed it to An Rao, "The filling is your favorite mango, try it. I was afraid that the mangoes in the cake shop were not fresh, so I picked the mangoes myself today!"
Feeling the sweetness of the mango in her mouth, An Rao pursed her lips, and suddenly became playful and used her fingers to scrape up some cream and put it on the tip of Bai Chuan's nose. Bai Chuan was stunned by this unexpected attack, and then he rushed towards An Rao with a strong vengeful roar.
Soon, the play changed its taste. Baichuan licked the cream off Anrao's face, and then forced Anrao to open his mouth as a punishment. The two of them kissed each other with the scent of cream and mango. The clothes that had not been put on were crumpled and thrown aside again. The pain and joy that started again were stained with the scent of cream and mango, becoming unforgettable.
The moon and Venus in the sky began to be forced away from each other, and a new day began.
It was the weekend, and because Su Ming was coming, An Rao and Bai Chuan changed their plans and returned home from the beach overnight. After a short rest, they started to prepare lunch.
An Rao was absentmindedly washing Su Ming's favorite strawberries in the kitchen when he suddenly heard Bai Chuan exclaim, "I forgot to buy soy sauce! There's no soy sauce at home!"
"I'll go buy some." An Rao put the strawberries aside, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
"No, no, I'll go, you..." Bai Chuan rubbed An Rao's waist meaningfully, and warned him coquettishly and proudly, "Don't walk too much today."
An Rao: ...
When Baichuan went out, An Rao unconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was now 11:30 in the morning, and there was still an hour before the 12:30 agreed time with Su Ming. This was just a subconscious attention to time, and even An Rao himself did not realize that there would be any problem with this.
The house was very quiet, with only the sounds of An Rao washing fruits and vegetables and the usual sounds of people busying themselves in the kitchen. Of course, one could also clearly hear all kinds of sounds outside the house, the sound of the snack bar downstairs dragging tables and moving benches, the sound of an old lady beating and scolding her children on the street, the sound of horns blaring from street shops promoting sales, and the sound of vehicles coming and going on the road.
It was a peaceful, normal, sunny weekend.
It was not until An Rao heard the loud noise of a speeding vehicle and the subsequent sound of heavy objects hitting each other, and heard the screams coming from downstairs, that An Rao suddenly realized, Baichuan!
An Rao threw away the things in his hand, without even bothering to change his clothes, and hurried downstairs in his slippers. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a heavy truck that had crashed diagonally into the wall. The driver's seat had been dented and blood was dripping from it. A thick crowd of people gathered behind the truck. Some people had already called the police and dialed 120. An Rao pushed hard to separate the crowd and saw the person lying on the ground.
It was a scene that An Rao would never forget. The man he loved most was lying on the ground in a bloody mess, his shirt soaked in blood, his legs and arms bent in ways that normal humans could not. An Rao had seen Bai Chuan in the hospital several times. Bai Chuan's wounds were properly healed in the bed. Although he was not decent, he was lying cleanly on the equally clean bed. He had never seen Bai Chuan so... so broken.
An Rao's legs went limp and he knelt down beside Bai Chuan. He wanted to touch Bai Chuan with trembling hands but was afraid of causing him further harm. He didn't know when his tears had already flowed out, and they fell to the ground, mixing with the increasing amount of blood.
"Bai Chuan..." An Rao burst into tears, and tears soon blurred everything in front of her eyes, leaving only a blood-red patch. The person on the ground did not react at all. This was not Bai Chuan. Bai Chuan was someone who would respond to her at any time!
The 120 ambulance arrived quickly, and in a daze, he saw several people in white and blue clothes put Baichuan on a stretcher and carried him into the car. He was about to chase after them when someone grabbed his hand. It seemed that someone was talking in his ear, but he couldn't hear or see clearly. Someone dragged him into the car, and followed the ambulance with flashing lights roaring towards the hospital.
"Brother..." The man in the driver's seat held An Rao's hand tightly and looked at An Rao with a worried look on his face, "Don't be afraid, Brother Baichuan will be fine."
"Brother Baichuan has escaped death so many times, he will be fine this time too!" Su Ming's voice trembled a little. After all, he was just a child and had never seen such a tragic thing.
An Rao finally recovered a little from the huge shock, his eyes began to focus, and then he found that he was wearing an unfamiliar coat.
"Whose coat is this?" An Rao asked slowly. After he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was hoarse and strange, as if he had been roaring for a long time.
"I don't know, brother. When I came here, I saw you kneeling on the ground and asking the doctor..." Su Ming coughed and stopped talking. "You were wearing this at that time. Maybe some kind-hearted person was afraid that you would catch a cold."
An Rao didn't say anything else, just nodded to show his understanding, and reached out to take off the coat of unknown origin. When he threw the coat into the back seat of the car, a ball of paper fell out of his pocket and hit the carpet of the car.
A ball of paper hitting Su Ming's car worth more than two million yuan should not theoretically make any sound that could be noticed by anyone, but An Rao heard it. It was as if the ball of paper was deliberately emphasizing its presence, making it impossible for An Rao to ignore it.
The slight rustling sound was like a loud bell, which made An Rao's mind a little clearer. He picked up the paper ball, unfolded it, and then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, An Rao asked Su Ming to stop the car, opened the window, and threw the paper ball and the coat into the trash can outside the car.
"What's wrong, brother?" Su Ming was puzzled.
"It's okay. I won't wear other people's coats." An Rao's voice was still hoarse, but obviously much calmer. "Keep driving. Maybe your brother Baichuan has woken up and is waiting for us."
"Oh." Su Ming didn't dare to speak and just kept driving.
A crumpled, discarded piece of paper lay unrolled in the trash can, with two words scrawled on it: "Destroy."
Destroyed, An Rao didn't even bother to call the police.
Su Ming was driving very fast. Even though he stopped for a while, it didn't prevent him from following the ambulance in front. How was Bai Chuan in there? Was he awake? Was he in pain?
An Rao stared at the ambulance not far ahead, his eyes dark as a deep pool. This was an arrangement from the amusement park, and of course, a warning from Wei Ran. So Bai Chuan would not die, but he didn't know what kind of torture he would have to endure this time.
Baichuan's car accident was the price for Su Ming to go to Chengguan for a concert, so what's next? What does he need to do next, or what does the amusement park want him to do.
He watched with great clarity as Bai Chuan was rushed to the emergency room, watched the red light in the emergency room turn on, watched doctors coming in and out, watched nurses come to him for signatures, watched the red light in the emergency room go out, and watched Bai Chuan being covered with a quilt and pushed into the ICU.
"Hello, are you Mr. Baichuan's family member?" A doctor came over and asked An Rao.
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