Afraid of getting angry, just drink me

After fainting in public, Wang Laoji was rushed to the village medical center. The doctor diagnosed it as a symptom of stress allergy.

... Allergic to the smell of durian, he is also a unique flower in the world.

Fortunately, it wasn't serious, and he just fainted for a while, so the village doctor asked Jiao's family to take him back.

When Wang Luoji opened his eyes, Gaoao and Jiaojiao were standing by the bed with apologetic expressions on their faces. Seeing that he woke up, they immediately bounced excitedly.

Jiao Jiao: "Are you awake?!"

Gao Gao: "Finally woke up!!"

Wang Luoji was lying on the hospital bed, weakly moved twice, and the whole Lin Daiyu was weak and Fufeng.

He sat up from the bed, Jiao Jiao immediately brought a big pillow and put it behind his waist, for fear that he might not be attentive enough.

Arrogant like an elder who takes good care of his children, he asked Wang Luoji, "Are you hungry? I'll make you some porridge."

Wang Luoji felt warm in his heart. He glanced at the fruit on the table next to him, "Don't worry, I'll just eat some fruit."

"No, the fruit is cold and doesn't warm your stomach. The porridge will be ready soon, so you should take a good rest."

Before Gao Ao left, she told Jiao Jiao, "Take care of Mr. Wang."

"Hey," Jiao Jiao nodded in response.

Seeing the back of Gao Ao leaving the room, Wang Luoji was moved. After all, even his own father didn't seem to make a bowl of porridge nervously for him.

His family has always been cold, and it's not that his parents don't love him, but compared to this son, they seem to be more busy with their careers, so they devote less energy and time to him.

It is always difficult for Wang Laoji to feel the companionship and care that should be given.

Gao Ao left, and there were only two people left in the room. They stared at each other, and they wanted to talk to each other, but they didn't speak for a long time.

Wang Luoji leaned on the bedside dying, his mouth slightly closed and slightly opened, looking weak; Jiao Jiao sat on the side of the bed with a sad face, his hands obediently on his knees, and his eyes were full of tears.

This scene can really give the title of "the husband has been ill for many years, but the wife never leaves".

Seeing that Jiao Jiao kept his eyes down, Wang Laoji stretched out a hand from under the quilt and touched his knee, "Hey, what's the matter?"

The boy didn't say anything, bit his lower lip with the tip of his teeth, and just shook his head.

"I asked you what's wrong?" Wang Laoji repeated.

Jiao Jiao raised her eyes and saw Wang Laoji's half-dead look, her nose was sore again, and she almost chiseled the word "distressed" on her forehead.

Wang Luoji knew what was going on in his heart at a glance, and he didn't bother to say it out loud: "I'm thirsty and want to drink water."

Jiao Jiao obediently poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to him with lowered eyebrows and nodding, which was considered a good way to serve this Uncle Wang.

But Uncle Wang didn't pick up for a long time. He stared at him for a long time and said with a smirk, "You should drink it. You have to replenish water after crying."

The boy looked up at him, his eyes widened in surprise, "How do you know me, I..."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Wang Luoji teased the other party mercilessly: "Look at your eyes, they are as red as a rabbit, I'm afraid others won't know that you have cried. How old are you, still crying?"

Jiao Jiao pursed her mouth and lowered her head guiltily.He held up the glass with both hands, and even took a few sips for nothing, but he didn't know whether it was to quench his thirst or for something else.

In fact, he doesn't like to cry.

But it did freak out just now.

He didn't expect that Wang Laoji really had an intolerance to durians. If he hadn't insisted on asking Mr. Wang to take durians for commercials, the other party wouldn't faint.Thinking of this, Jiao Jiao felt distressed and blamed herself.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you," the boy said with tears in his eyes, "I didn't expect your reaction to durians to be so serious..."

Wang Luoji put his hands under his head and said, "That's right, you really should feel guilty for me."

At the end, he added another sentence, in a low tone: "Are you abusing your husband?"

Jiao Jiao was drinking water, when she heard the other person's last words, she spouted all the water in her mouth with a "poof".

The purpose of teasing was achieved, and then Wang Laoji corrected his pronunciation leisurely, "I mean, abuse, treat, labor, work."

The big star Wang flirts with incomprehensible flirtatiousness, Jiao Jiao feels aggrieved because he has been teased and can't get angry, he pretends to look up at the ceiling, and hastily took out half a pack of tissues to wipe his mouth.

Wang Luoji chuckled, too lazy to tease this thin-skinned child.At this time, a call came, and he looked at the caller ID——

It is leaflet.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, the other party crackled: "Brother Wang! I'll tell you!"

Wang Laoji's eardrums were almost pierced by the buzzing sound, and he immediately moved the phone half a meter away from his ears, "Just talk about it, don't be surprised."

"Hey," Xiaoye said excitedly, "Brother Wang, I've sold your Weibo for you!"

Wang Laoji: "?"

He was silent for a while, and repeated the other person's words to show that he heard correctly: "Selling... Miserable...?"

Jiao Jiao heard Xiaoye's words in the microphone, and cooperatively opened the app that she hadn't used all year round——Weibo, searched for Wang Laoji, and saw the latest Weibo in it.

In the accompanying picture, the man's eyes are closed, his lips are white and he is lying in a poorly equipped hospital, with a drip bottle attached to the back of his hand, looking like a dying flower.

Accompanying text: "The sun is too big, unfortunately I fainted during the filming, it's hot summer, I hope everyone should pay attention to avoiding the heat."

Xiaoye, who is still in the hospital, is very dedicated to her work. Although she is in the temple, she is concerned about the court. When she learned that his boss fainted while shooting an advertisement, she immediately asked Jiao Jiao to help take some photos of Wang Laoji lying in the hospital.Then use it to post on Weibo and sell it miserably, so as to leave an image of the artist's dedication.

"You!" Wang Luoji was so angry that he almost dropped the phone.

He has his own self-esteem and pride, and he never does such things to gain sympathy, nor does he market such weak chicken characters.What is this now?Miserable?I have been reduced to relying on selling miserable bloggers to pay attention?

This man is like a martyr, he would rather die in exchange for a stele that will last forever than exchange his own tragedy for the sympathy of others.

He just wished he could beat that fat man to death over the phone.

After calming down a little, Wang Luoji's voice revealed a trace of depression: "Even if you post such a Weibo, no one will take advantage of me. Who will pay attention to a fool?"

Even Jiao Jiao, who was next to her, felt sad when she heard this.

In order to make Wang Luoji feel better, Jiao Jiao smiled and complimented: "Yes, yes, yes! There are a lot of people commenting! There are tens of thousands!"

These words caused a trace of surprise and hope to flash in Wang Luoji's eyes, "Yes?"

"If you don't believe me, you can watch it for yourself," Jiao Jiao clicked on the comment section under Weibo, and was about to pass the phone to him, but glanced at the comments, and silently put the phone back.

"Give it to me, didn't you say let me see it myself?"

"emmmmmm..."

Jiao Jiao said hesitantly, "Just...everyone talks about something, it doesn't matter if you read it or not."

"Show me."

"Don't look, there's nothing to see."

Wang Luoji saw through his duplicity at a glance, "You are the only one with a mobile phone?"

He took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and glanced at the comment area——

[Too lazy to think of the name]: "Still filming commercials? Which company that doesn't have good eyesight will work for him? Don't use this kind of bad artist?"

[dgjakown]: "The Internet has memory, it has only been down for a few days? Want to come out to make money again so soon?"

[Ants in a world]: "Go away, go away, go away, get out of the entertainment circle!!!"

[Dongluoyaki can dance] "Boycotting fund-raising artists is everyone's responsibility. BTW, did he post this Weibo in prison?"

[Ning Han's Little Rainbow]: "When the wall is down and everyone pushes it, don't they just post a job blog? Are the comments so bad?"

[I love Chalemon]: "Although it's out of date, I want to ask... Is the one upstairs Qiaobian?! Ahhhhhh, Qiaobian, I love you! I still love your husband!!"

[Licking Liang Jian's little sweetheart]: "As expected of King Actor Wang, he is really good at acting..."

[Nan No. [-]] "Is it a posing? How can someone look so good when they faint? [vomit.jpg]"

"..."

The man's heart was ashamed, he threw the phone to Jiao Jiao, and said sadly: "Okay, I've finished watching. Please take it away for me, thank you for your cooperation."

Jiao Jiao originally wanted to comfort people, but she didn't expect to make people autistic.

He flicked through the comment section vigorously, trying to find a word of praise, even if it was a nice emoji.

...unfortunately not.

It was almost at the end of the day, and he managed to find a comment that was considered supportive, but this one was also besieged by various sunspots.

For a moment, Jiao Jiao couldn't think of what to say, so Jiao Jiao could only comfort him with a clumsy mouth: "Actually, many people don't have any malicious intentions. Those who come and go are the ones who are complaining. The keyboard man only picks on the nasty and said, Mr. Wang, don't worry about it." ..."

"It's ok, it's really ok," Wang Luoji threw his head back, buried his head in the quilt, and remained silent.

He was like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, he didn't want to hear or see those critical voices and sharp malice.He felt that as long as he ignored it, he could escape all this.

But what's the use of escaping?It doesn't change the facts at all.Obviously at this time last year, he was still a superstar in the film industry, sought after by tens of millions of fans, and he was the hottest top actor in the circle.

The current him is nothing but mud.

Life is really impermanent.

After sleeping for another half an hour, Wang Laoji got up, his instep was injured by a durian, and he limped downstairs to eat porridge.

With the bandages on his feet now, he can go begging in the streets with a broken bowl and a blind stick.

"Mr. Wang, you take this with you." Gao Gao gave him a safety talisman, which was a small red triangular piece of paper.

This peace talisman was just an ordinary piece of paper, nothing special, Wang Luoji held it for a long time before saying "thank you" to Gao Ao.

He is sincerely grateful to the other party, thank you for the kindness in the peace talisman.

Wang Luoji's life was not going well, unlucky things happened one after another, he was involved in difficult lawsuits and rotten love debts, and his body suffered for no reason, all unsatisfactory things came to him.

So Gaoao gave him a peace talisman.Generally speaking, family members do this kind of thing.

Wang Luoji didn't say anything, but he was actually moved in his heart. He was especially grateful to this elder, because he knew that this family really regarded him as a relative.

So, even though he didn't believe in such illusory things as gods and Buddhas, he still put the peace talisman in his wallet and carried it with him.

After dinner, Gao Gao went out to play mahjong with an old friend, while Jiao Hua went upstairs with cici in her arms.

In the living room, a ceiling fan whirred overhead.Wang Laoji was sitting on the mahogany sofa playing with his mobile phone, and Jiao Jiao was guarding beside him.

For today's incident, Jiao Jiao has always felt guilty, so she fans Wang Laoji, makes him tea, cuts a large plate of fruit for him, and the service is meticulous.

Wang Luoji enjoyed a lot of honorable treatment, and he didn't think about torturing the other party, "It's alright, alright, you serve me like an emperor."

Jiao Jiao puffed her cheeks, like a frustrated rabbit, "I was the one who caused you to be like this..."

"Take a break, aren't you tired?" Wang Luoji couldn't laugh or cry, "I have a foot injury, but I am not paralyzed, so I don't need you to wait on me like this."

To be honest, he is sweet in his heart, but he is not willing to let Jiao Jiao rush around and wait on others without even taking a breath.

He can't wait to hold people in the palm of his hand.

Wang Luoji pinched Jiao Jiao's nose, thinking: As long as you kiss me, everything will be healed.

He sat the boy down on the sofa, "Sit well, rest for a while, and watch TV for a while."

"Need not……"

"Just be with me, okay?"

"Of course."

Jiao Jiao had no choice but to turn on the TV, picked up the remote control and adjusted the channels, and obediently watched the TV series.

The drama on TV was called "Qianlong Wushuang". It was a classic two years ago, but because it was starring his idol Liang Jian, Jiao Jiao watched it no less than five times.

Every time the TV station rebroadcasts the show, he must watch the TV.

Wang Luoji was swiping his phone, but when he looked up, he saw Liang Jian on the TV screen, and his face turned dark immediately.

"Change the channel," the man said in a deep voice.

The author says:

Hee~ Let Qiao Bian and his husband make cameo appearances in the comment section.