The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

It took a long time for Yan Qiujing to reply.

Ling Mu raised his head from his shoulder socket and saw Yan Qiujing staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze, and asked him, "What's wrong, I don't want to."

Only then did Yan Qiujing turn his head to meet his eyes, and asked seriously: "Baby, do you like what you are doing now?"

Ling Mu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Yan Qiujing's hand under his neck squeezed him towards her with a little force, kneading his hand unconsciously on his shoulder, and said while thinking: "Looking at Lucy's appearance, I don't think she wants to take the company Planning to develop, I'm wondering if I should invest some money into Shining Star? If I find you a better team, we won't necessarily develop worse than the men's team from the show..."

Ling Mu squinted at him, and said mercilessly: "You actually want to sneak into me."

"...?" Yan Qiujing turned to look at him, and suddenly said: "Suddenly opened up a new way of thinking for me? I decided to accept your suggestion."

Ling Mu smiled, paused, then rolled his eyes and sighed, "I'm going to disappoint you."

Hearing this, Yan Qiujing became addicted to drama, moved his hands from his shoulders and pinched his chin to force him to look at him, and said coldly: "How much money can buy your dignity."

"..." Ling Mu patted his hand away and said helplessly: "It's a holiday. It will take five days for the results of the audience to vote for the song selection. I'm fine these few days...I just wanted to come and see you."

His voice was very low for the second half of the sentence, and Yan Qiujing immediately felt sour when he heard it: Ling Mu probably planned to come to surprise him, but he was frightened before he saw him.

He put Ling Mu's head back on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

"En." Ling Mu buried his face in his shoulder and said in a muffled voice.

"I'm sorry." Yan Qiujing assured in a low voice, "I will definitely be careful in the future."

"Yeah." Ling Mu muffled again.

After a while Ling Mu said again: "I quite like it."

"Huh?" Yan Qiujing asked, "What?"

"I quite like the competition." Ling Mu's lips pressed against the side of Yan Qiujing's neck and murmured in a low voice: "It's the first time I saw someone holding my light sign on the stage, and I feel very... happy to be seen gone."

Yan Qiujing was very surprised that he was able to reveal his heart to him. He stroked his hair and comforted him: "When you are so good, more and more people will definitely see you."

"I want to debut." Ling Mu said, "I also want to stand higher."

Yan Qiujing was deeply moved by Ling Mu's rare ambition. He kissed Ling Mu's hair and encouraged him, "Come on, baby." The newcomer award and the team prize song award, even if I ask my grandpa to tell my grandma through my relationship, I have to present the award to you myself."

Ling Mu followed his words and made up his mind, and also smiled.

Kind of romantic, he thought.

"it is good."

Neither of them spoke anymore, Ling Mu's nose lingered with the bitter smell of medicine on Yan Qiujing's body and the faint pungent smell of disinfectant in the room, and the hand stroking behind his head gradually stopped.

Ling Mu gently placed Yan Qiujing's hand beside the pillow, slowly got up, stretched the quilt that Yan Qiujing had piled up on his side, spread it over him, and got off the bed lightly.

He sat on the chair beside the bed and held Yan Qiujing's hand, looking at his pale face in deep sleep with concentration and reverence in this dark night.

When Yan Qiujing woke up, it was already daylight, and he didn't know when he moved to the middle of the bed.

Ling Mu is not in the room.

Yan Qiujing couldn't sit up, so he could only keep turning his head and looking for it with his eyes on the bed. With the movement of hooking his head, he felt a pain like a needle prick in his chest.He clutched his chest and coughed uncontrollably, and the patrolling nurse rushed in and asked, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

Yan Qiujing managed to stop coughing, and asked out of breath, "Where is the person with me?"

The little nurse thought of how Pick, who voted wildly every day, wore a black baseball cap across the bar and looked at herself from under the very low brim of the hat early in the morning, and an unnatural blush appeared on her face: " You mean Ling Mu? He went to see Dr. Chen in the morning."

When Yan Qiujing heard her say Ling Mu's name, he suddenly remembered that his little boyfriend was already half an idol, and he was easily recognized in a place like a hospital where people come and go.

Seeing his nervous expression, the little nurse hurriedly said, "He's wearing a hat, and I gave him a mask, so he shouldn't be recognized."

"Thank you," Yan Qiujing looked at her hesitantly again, and said, "You..."

The nurse immediately assured: "I will never tell, don't worry!"

Yan Qiujing said again: "Thank you."

When the little nurse left the ward, she thought happily: She is indeed my pick's trainee, and she even made a special trip to visit the injured CP fan during the competition.

Yan Qiujing lay on the bed distraught, wondering why the door of the ward was knocked before Ling Mu came back.

He mumbled: "I miss you so much..." Before he could turn his head completely, he heard a crisp 'click' sound.

A woman wearing a black trench coat with a stand-up collar, her palm-sized face was half covered by sunglasses and a collar, stepped on high heels, walked in, shook the goosebumps on her body, and said: "Yo, it's been so many years since I've spread it like this. Jiao, why do I feel a little disgusted now?"

"..." Yan Qiujing turned his head and said helplessly, "Director Wei still brought you here?"

"Ah, Lao Wei called me and told me that you were standing in the sky, and when you yelled to turn on the phone, you smashed it down." The woman put the bag on the sofa, took off her sunglasses and walked over: "Tell me, what is the fugue?" Woolen cloth?"

"...Try to see if my invisible wings can fly." Yan Qiujing looked at her delicate makeup under the sunglasses and sighed, "I'm already lying here, why don't you put on your makeup leisurely?"

"Aren't you afraid of being photographed as the one who lost you two?" The woman glanced at him and sat down by the bed: "I have already stewed your chicken wings to make soup. Don't digress, what the hell is going on?" Something happened."

When Yan Qiujing was asked such a question, she immediately beamed with joy, and smiled "hehe".

After Ling Mu came out from Yan Qiujing's attending doctor, he turned downstairs first, bought some porridge and light side dishes, and hurried to the ward.

When he returned to the door of the ward with the food in hand, the female voice coming from the half-covered door made Ling Mu stop.His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he stood at the door and took deep breaths to build up his heart for a full minute, then slowly opened the door and walked in.

As soon as the woman saw him, she got up and walked over, took his hand and said warmly: "Hey baby, come and see, why are you thinner than what you saw on TV?"

Ling Mu called out uncomfortably after being held by her: "Auntie."

The woman frowned exactly like Yan Qiujing, and she said in an unhappy tone, "Auntie?"

Ling Mu looked at the smooth and delicate face of the woman in front of him, without traces of age, and changed his voice uncertainly: "...Sister?"

As soon as the voice fell, the woman froze.

Yan Qiujing lay on the bed clutching his chest and laughed so hard that tears came out: "Daughter-in-law, please go downstairs to the Brain Department to make an appointment later."