Chapter 24 Chapter 24 People who are not good at crying can’t even find...
What happens if you fall down the stairs?
Cen Xue was taken to the hospital by ambulance.
"The patient has a low-grade fever, a mild concussion, and a calf fracture. Fortunately, they are not serious. A month or more of rest is fine. Minimize activity in the early stages."
The doctor glanced over the report, frowning. He was in his sixties or seventies, and he didn't care about the weight management of celebrities or idols. He just kept talking to the younger generation:
"I've lost so much weight recently, and I'm a little malnourished. My immunity is weak!"
"I'm telling you, young people, stop putting so much pressure on yourself and don't try to lose weight blindly. How fat are you?" The doctor glanced at Cen Xue. "Is your face the size of a palm? Really? Be careful you might develop anorexia. Once your fever subsides, stay in the hospital for a few days and get some extra nutrition."
Cen Xue... Cen Xue was lying on the hospital bed, her calf fixed in a brace, her hand receiving an IV, unable to move.
Facing the doctor's condemning gaze, I could only smile ingratiatingly: "No, no."
Cen Xue's weakness-showing skills range from eighty-year-old elders to one-month-old babies.
The old doctor pinched the flesh on his arm, smacked his lips and said, "My grandchildren are fatter than you." He wanted to prepare a full banquet for Cen Xue himself. He warned him again to eat three meals a day normally, then walked away shaking his head.
Cen Xue let out a long sigh and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Unexpectedly, the audition ended because he fell down the stairs and was injured, so he had to withdraw.
The contract for a first-round exit was also inexplicably completed.
——Being an idol is so hard.
This sentence suddenly flashed through my mind.
In fact, Cen Xue felt a little overwhelmed in the later stage of the first public training. This seemed to be an inevitable result - the fat-reducing meals that were not enough to satisfy him, the excessive amount of exercise, and the mental exhaustion of putting his mind into the song performance. Not only did he lose weight, but Fu Rouyun also lost a lot of weight. One night when he returned to the dormitory, he ran into Chen Xiaohe squatting by the wall crying.
When asked what was wrong, the double-door choked out pitifully, "Brothers, my muscles are falling off."
Cen Xue and Fu Rouyun: "..."
It is indeed not easy to train the heart and liver muscles of fitness enthusiasts.
Of course, it takes a lot of mental strength to endure being exposed in front of your ex.
Cen Xue relied entirely on her determination to fight for her reputation and persevered until the day of the performance.
We gave it our all and finally got a satisfactory result. Group A of "Wardrobe" won the total vote and all members got extra points. It's a good ending, isn't it?
only……
The door of the ward was pushed open, and Fu Rouyun came in with warm water.
"Brother, take medicine."
He also had a nasal tone and his eyes looked red.
It was Cen Xue who fell down the stairs. Cen Xue didn't cry, but Fu Rouyun had already burst into tears once.
"It's all my fault...!" He covered his face and cried beside the bed, sobbing so hard that he could hardly breathe.
Since Cen Xue was hospitalized, he had to withdraw from the competition.
His grief attracted the attention of passing nurses. Cen Xue used her only remaining movable hand to pull him to prove that she was not dead yet and that she was not allowed to cry.
"Don't cry," he finally insisted, "I didn't even cry, why are you sad?"
It's true, don't always look at Cen Xue's broken feeling of pity, he is not a crybaby.
After shaking Cen Xue's bed, Fu Rouyun asked cautiously, "Do you feel dizzy or nauseous now?"
“…”
This was not the first time he had suffered a concussion.
After careful consideration, the symptoms are not so uncomfortable as to be unbearable.
But Cen Xue paused for a few seconds and said, "A little bit."
According to his character, he would have said "It's okay".
But... Cen Xue was surprised to find that she had become fragile.
Can't help but want to play the victim? Act like a spoiled brat?
Even though he was thrown off the building by Xu Zhongqiang when he was a child, he still insisted on going to school.
But when she saw Fu Rouyun's panicked and distressed reaction, and his hesitation to touch him, Cen Xue felt a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.
...Just a little bit, a little bit.
But it's enough.
Judging from Fu Rouyun's behavior, he even wanted to give himself to Cen Xue. It was he who asked Cen Xue to come to the audition.
He was upgraded to a single premium ward with a bed for a companion, but it was quite small.
At night, he did not sleep, staring at Cen Xue's breathing.
Cen Xue's expression when she was sleeping did not look relaxed, she must have been very uncomfortable. It was not until he heard four birds calling "coo coo coo" outside the window that he woke up. It turned out that he had not changed his position the whole night.
So the next day, Fu Rouyun got a stiff neck.
Even so, he stubbornly insisted, "Brother, if you want to drink water, eat, take a shower, go to the toilet, etc., just tell me. Anything else is fine."
I swear to serve Cen Xue well even if it means death.
Looking at his mask of pain, it was unclear who was so strong despite his disability. Cen Xue said, "The work injury compensation that President Fu gave has arrived."
Yes, Cen Xue’s case is considered an occupational injury.
President Fu even approved three months of paid leave for Cen Xue.
Fu Rouyun was stunned: "What?"
"I mean, we can hire a caregiver," Cen Xue saw his face darken for a second, and quickly threw away the sweet offer, "But I have something else to trouble you with. I rented a two-bedroom apartment online. Can you help me take a look? I need a cleaner to start a business."
In the past month, Cen Xue has followed the doctor's advice and has not left the area.
His brace needs to be fixed all around and can be removed later.
Fu Rouyun grasped the key point: "The second, second bedroom is——"
"Oh," Cen Xue turned her head towards the windowsill, "I thought you wanted to play here for a while."
Fu Rouyun was afraid that he would regret it, so she rushed over and said, "I do!"
It is very solemn and those who don’t know may think it is a declaration of marriage acceptance.
He reserved a room specifically for me because he had me in his heart.
Living together, hahahaha, living together, Fu Rouyun’s mind kept scrolling through the screen with this word, and there was a little man dancing.
He had completely forgotten that when they were at the Fu family, they also lived in the same house. What was the difference?
*
Two days later, teammates from Group A of "The Wardrobe" came to visit Cen Xue.
The bed was surrounded by people, it was so lively.
His teammates were heartbroken, and Li Mu also blamed himself for not reporting the matter to the production team more often.
In addition, they also brought good news that the first elimination has come out and all members of Group A survived.
As well as the canteen reform, the fat-reducing meal boxes will no longer be distributed in fixed quantities, but will be operated in a self-service mode, while also regularly managing and checking the physical fitness of members.
It is said that on the first day of the self-service opening, Chen Xiaohe took twenty boiled eggs by himself.
Eat more protein to save your muscles.
Then I went to beg the program team to send me stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets.
Li Mu looked around, then suddenly leaned close to Cen Xue and whispered, "If a photographer comes in later, just refuse if you don't want to."
I get it, the unscrupulous Mario is here to collect material.
However, this is rounded up to be considered as part of the Fu family's assets. Cen Xue is very tolerant and even has the leisure to greet the camera.
On the day of a round of performances, many fans who were not selected to qualify were blocking outside the venue, hoping to see the trainees. If that didn’t work, they could at least listen to the leaked audio.
Of course, the ambulance could not escape their eyes.
As soon as Cen Xue arrived at the hospital, she became a hot topic.
It is understandable that the program team needs Cen Xue to shoot some materials to regulate public opinion.
However, when the photographer approached Cen Xue, something unexpected happened.
Cen Xue had originally wanted to share some fruit with them, but perhaps the flash of light had blinded her, and the aftereffects of a concussion had hit her. She also happened to turn sideways towards the camera.
A wave of nausea rose in his throat and he vomited.
He was unconscious at the moment of vomiting and his whole body was out of control. If Fu Rouyun had not hurriedly grabbed his hand that was receiving the IV, the needle would have been pulled out.
The esophagus felt spicy and painful as if it was scraped by a knife. Cen Xue realized it too late to stop herself and choked several times. Even her violent coughs could not be loud enough. The harder she coughed, the more painful it became and she could only squeeze out intermittent sounds.
“Stop filming!”
Fu Rouyun shouted the photographer away and stood in front of the camera.
Li Mu didn't say anything and was the first to grab the photographer's arm and take him out.
"All of you please get out first."
Two teammates and he stopped the program crew, and the remaining two went to get cleaning tools.
Fu Rouyun took a wet tissue to wipe Cen Xue's body clean.
For a short while, Cen Xue's face was filled with a bewildered expression, with a few natural tears hanging from the end of her eyelashes, making her look even more pitiful.
"...I'm sorry." His voice was as weak as a kitten.
The kind of kitten that keeps meowing, wanting to be held, but never gets the satisfaction it deserves and meows until its voice becomes hoarse.
"No, this is out of control." Fu Rouyun wiped his tears.
However, this wipe made it even harder to stop the locusts. In the blink of an eye, many more locusts fell out and hit the back of Fu Rouyun's hand.
For people who don't cry often, once they shed tears, it can be fatal.
Cen Xue didn't know why. Was she afraid of the pain? She should have cried long ago. Was she afraid of embarrassment? Actually, a few manipulations could just cut it out in post-production.
When crying, there are usually sounds like venting, such as screams, sighs, and sobs, but Cen Xue did not make any of those sounds. He cried very quietly, just breathing a little faster, and there was no other sound.
In contrast to this attitude was the extent of his crying.
The quieter the voice, the more tears flowed.
My ears also started to tinnitus.
Fu Rouyun was panicking: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
When Li Mu and the rest of his teammates came back, Cen Xue stopped for a moment when she saw them.
——Soon it couldn’t be stopped.
Fu Rouyun couldn't find the reason, and his nose began to feel sore, especially when Cen Xue covered her face to prevent them from seeing. Tears fell from between her fingers, and he reached out to catch them, as if he was hit by the tip of a knife.
The teammates were already in a mess and in a panic.
Words of comfort are interspersed, and occasionally there are collisions: Don't stop me, and I won't stop you.
"Does your leg hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?"
"You need to take painkillers. I also had broken bones when I was a child. It's really torturous—"
"Can you speak? Shut up!"
"We won't tell anyone about what happened to Cen Xue just now. This is normal for patients."
"That's right, it's not dirty. I just used the trash can to catch most of it. Look, it's gone in just two mops."
"Would you mind if the audio tracks stopped overlapping while I was talking?"
"Cen Xue, look at this video of a little duck swimming in the water—"
"Get lost! He has a concussion, he's not mentally retarded!"
"Brother, if it hurts, just pinch me. I can bear it." Fu Rouyun was still trying to find the reason. "Or are they too noisy? I'll drive them out."
Several teammates exchanged glances and immediately got on with it.
He pretended to push a few times and took a few steps outside, making loud noises with his footsteps.
While paying attention to Cen Xue, he acted: "Hey, Fu Rouyun, why are you pushing me?"
"We all care about Cen Xue. You can't just blame us if you can't find the cause."
"It's so hard for us to leave the village once."
Li Mu was pulled back, and his teammates poked him with their elbows and made faces at him wildly.
"Ah," Li Mu said, reading without any emotion, "Why are you like this?"
The tones are all flat and one tone.
This kind of acting has absolutely nothing to do with acting.
But it works.
As if she was worried that Fu Rouyun would really drive him away, Cen Xue finally opened her eyes.
He was caught red-handed by everyone.
"How could you... lie to me?" I felt so wronged.
Li Mu immediately identified the criminals: "They did it."
This interruption actually stopped the tears.
But Fu Rouyun couldn't tell whether his tears had dried up or had really stopped. He was afraid of disturbing Cen Xue, so he wiped his face with a wet tissue.
"Brother, what's going on? Can you please tell me?"
Cen Xue blushed and lowered her head.
"Nothing." He said sullenly.
How to say it?
Because it was the first time that so many people cared about me, and I felt inexplicably vulnerable inside. I was so happy that I cried?
How could someone be so happy? It scared everyone.
People who are not good at crying feel embarrassed even if they can't find a suitable reason.
Cen Xue subconsciously relied on the person closest to him. He calmly grabbed the corner of Fu Rouyun's clothes.
Fu Rouyun understood.
"Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier if you were in pain?" Fu Rouyun acted out his own words, blocking Cen Xue's view and whispering to him. "I'll see the doctor later to see if they can give you some painkillers."
At this point, the teammates finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, after they left peacefully, Fu Rouyun's attitude completely collapsed and he hugged Cen Xue.
"Cen Xue, don't scare me like this anymore."
Still a little trembling.
Cen Xue endured it silently and patted his shoulder.
He also felt that he had changed a little and was not quite the same as before.
But it seems that participating in the talent show is not a completely bad thing. The fruit basket sent by Li Mu and his friends contained a bunch of sweet grapes. He stopped after tasting one, reluctant to eat it.
…
One and a half months later.
A teahouse.
"Welcome!"
The man in the black mask first looked around the store, then retracted his gaze and said to the waiter, "My last name is Cen, and I have an appointment with Teacher Lu."
"Teacher Lu is in a separate box. Mr. Cen, please follow me."
The waiter led him into the depths of the teahouse, where it was very quiet.
Pushing open the door of the box, the space inside is visible at a glance. The antique decoration is very suitable for the temperament of the teahouse.
However, Cen Xue immediately saw Lu Yanxi sitting inside waiting.
Finally, after recovering almost completely, Cen Xue accepted his invitation. After all, it was something she had promised a long time ago.
He arranged the meeting at this teahouse, saying it was opened by a friend and had invested in it, so there was no need to worry about the news leaking out.
Putting the bag on the chair next to her, Cen Xue sat down and placed the order on her phone.
After a series of actions, Lu Yanxi said nothing, but her eyes seemed to be sewn on him, sticking tightly to him, not missing a single minute or a second.
Cen Xue had no choice but to say, "What are you thinking? Are you asking me out just to look at me? Am I missing any limbs?"
Lu Yanxi woke up as if from a dream.
"I'm sorry," he denied. "I just feel like... it's been a while since I've been face to face with you like this."
"Really?"
"Um."
Lu Yanxi lowered her head and stared at her teacup, where tea stems were swaying.
He took a deep breath and said, as if risking his life, "Is our meeting alone... okay? Does he know? Will it be bad?"
"?"
Cen Xue tilted her head.
I almost forgot about Lu Yanxi's inexplicable mistress story.
"I've been sitting here for five minutes. Isn't it a bit useless for you to ask now?"
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