"S-Sorry..."
Being questioned by Fang Xiaole in a slightly blaming tone, Lin Yao could not help but lower her head like a child who had made a mistake.
"Assistant Fang, you're going too far! It was you who caused Sister Yao to get hurt, so why are you blaming her?"
Fangfang next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately glared at Xiaole and said loudly:
"Sister Yao didn't tell you because she was afraid you'd feel guilty. How could you not appreciate a good heart?!"
“Fang Fang!!”
Lin Yao saw Fang Xiaole stunned, with a complex expression on her face: guilt, discomfort, pain...
She had never seen such an expression on Fang Xiaole's face before. Lin Yao was a little panicked for a moment and quickly interrupted Fangfang.
"Fangfang, please go out first, please."
"Hey, Sister Yao, you...I don't care about you anymore!"
Seeing his sister Yao timidly staring at the ungrateful Fang Xiaole, and looking as if she was afraid that others would feel uncomfortable, the young assistant was really angry. He stomped his feet and turned away.
He took a step forward, then came back and helped Lin Yao sit on the chair. He snorted and walked out of the recording studio with a cuckold step.
What should I do if my artist is very popular but too humble?
Waiting online, very urgent!!
The recording studio fell silent again.
Fang Xiaole was still squatting on the ground, looking at Lin Yao's swollen ankle.
"I'm sorry." Seeing that he didn't move or speak, Lin Yao became more and more panicked and apologized again.
"What are you talking about?" Fang Xiaole raised his head and met Lin Yao's lowered gaze, and said with guilt:
"It's obviously me who is sorry for you!"
It turned out that she was already injured when recording the show that day, but she insisted on finishing the recording without saying a word.
Moreover, when she met me this morning and came to the recording studio to practice this afternoon, she endured the pain and didn't tell me.
Just to avoid making me feel guilty?
But now I feel really guilty!
Fang Xiaole felt a tightness in his chest. At this moment, he extremely regretted that he had chosen to throw the gun to Lin Yao in order not to affect the effect of the show.
I hate myself for being selfish and slow to realize things!
Looking up at that beautiful and gentle face, which was now full of anxiety, she was as beautiful as the most beautiful flower, and her heart was even more beautiful than the most beautiful flower.
"Women's flowers, swaying in the world."
"Woman flowers sway gently in the wind."
"If you have smelled the fragrance of flowers, don't ask me, for whom the flowers bloom..."
Suddenly, with my heart agitated, a crack opened up in the sealed treasure house of memory again, and a sad and beautiful melody and song slowly floated out.
The music and lyrics of this song are also deeply engraved in Fang Xiaole's mind.
I remembered another song!
But Fang Xiaole was not in the mood to pay attention to anything else at the moment. He stood up and said to Lin Yao:
"Go to the hospital. Your foot injury looks serious. We can't delay."
"I don't want to go to the hospital..." Lin Yao was about to refuse, but when she looked up at Fang Xiaole's expression, she pleaded weakly:
"I want to practice singing first and then go to the hospital in the evening. Is that okay?"
Fang Xiaole hesitated to speak, sighed, and could only nod.
After all, I have only met her a few times and we are not even friends for now. What right do I have to force her to do anything?
However, Lin Yao's injury was caused by him, so he would definitely take responsibility and do his best to make amends.
"Can you call your assistant back to accompany you? I need to go out for a while." Fang Xiaole suddenly said.
"Ah?" Lin Yao was startled when she heard Fang Xiaole was leaving. She quickly said, "Don't be angry. I'm going to the hospital now."
"Why would I be angry?" Fang Xiaole didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's my fault that you got hurt. If anyone should be angry, it should be you. Don't worry, I'm just going out to buy you some things."
"Oh." Hearing that he was not angry, Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called Fangfang back.
When Fangfang came back, she still had a stern face. Fang Xiaole warned her, "I'm going out to buy some things. You stay with Lin Yao and don't let her move around anymore."
"Tsk, do I need to tell you that? You were still mining when I was accompanying Sister Yao!" Fangfang glanced at him sideways with disdain.
Fang Xiaole was speechless. The other person was right. She was Lin Yao's assistant. Didn't she know how to take care of her own artist? Her instructions were completely unnecessary.
"You, be careful on the road."
Fang Xiaole was walking outside when he suddenly heard a gentle voice behind him. He turned around, smiled and waved: "Okay, wait for me to come back." After that, he quickly walked out of the recording studio.
Watching Fang Xiaole's back disappear outside the door, Fangfang recalled the scene just now and couldn't help feeling a little confused.
"Be careful on the road."
"Wait until I come back."
Why does this conversation sound so much like the scene in a TV drama where a wife sends her husband to work in the morning?
"Fangfang, it's all your fault. Fang Xiaole must be feeling very uncomfortable."
Lin Yao's voice brought Fangfang back to her senses. She became furious when she heard that.
"It was obviously him who hurt Sister Yao, so why can't he be made to feel bad? And you haven't told him about the injury on your back yet."
"Fangfang, you...ah." Lin Yao pointed at Fangfang, but she didn't know how to curse at anyone. She could only sigh, "It's all my fault for being too delicate. I can't stand even the slightest bit of pain."
Then he pleaded, "Fangfang, please don't talk to him anymore, and don't tell him about the injury on my back, okay? He already feels very guilty."
Fangfang looked at Lin Yao and had no idea what to do with her character who only thought about others, so she could only nod and agree.
Half an hour later, Fang Xiaole came back, pushing a wheelchair and carrying three bulging bags.
"I bought a wheelchair. You can sit in it temporarily. This way, you won't aggravate your injury and you can continue practicing singing. We'll go to the hospital in the evening."
Fang Xiaole said this, then put three big bags on the table and opened them, which were full of food and drinks.
"Lin Yao is not convenient to go out for dinner right now, so I bought some food. Let's eat in the recording studio tonight."
"Thank you." Lin Yao felt sweet in her heart when she saw Fang Xiaole was so thoughtful about her, but she still pretended to be calm on her face.
"It's my duty. Come, I'll carry you down." Fang Xiaole walked up to the platform where the drum set was, turned around and squatted, and said to Lin Yao behind him.
"Ah?" Lin Yao was stunned, then smiled: "Okay!"
"What's good about that?" Fangfang gently pulled Lin Yao and said, "Sister Yao, you're a public figure. It would be troublesome if someone secretly took a photo of you and posted it online. I'll carry you."
Fang Xiaole thought about it and realized that Lin Yao was a female star and had to keep a distance from the opposite sex, so he stepped aside.
Fangfang carried Lin Yao down from the platform and put her in a wheelchair. She accidentally saw Lin Yao frowning and looking very disappointed, and asked curiously:
"Sister Yao, why are you suddenly unhappy?"
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