Don't think I'm just a sheep

Liang Yusheng seemed to have expected his reaction. He walked to the bed and leaned over to wipe the water stains on his face carefully with a paper towel, only to find that new tears kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes, which could not be wiped clean no matter what.

"You said to be quiet. I'm just going downstairs to buy medicine for you. Don't cry, okay? Listen to me first." Liang Yusheng sighed, gave up the idea of ​​wiping his face, and lay down on the bed directly. The person hugged, "A Jing, maybe I can't fall in love with you immediately, or I can't guarantee you that I can respond to your equal emotions, but if you are willing to give me a chance... Let's date , from now on."

Zhuo Yijing felt that she must be dreaming, otherwise, why would Liang Yusheng suddenly appear in front of him and say that he wanted to date, but the man hugged him so tightly, and the pain in his body kept reminding him that this was not a dream...

He stared blankly at the other party, as if he had lost the ability to speak, and could only let the other party continue talking.

"Actually, I can't tell you exactly how I feel about you. I never thought of the possibility that you would like me until I woke up from this bed today... It was quite sudden for me." Liang Yusheng Smiled, pulled up Zhuo Yijing's tearful palm and put it on his chest, under the palm was a heart beating slightly faster, "But do you know? Seeing you hurt and sad, seeing you cry for me , it will hurt here, very painful.”

"Can you wait for me? Give me some time to fall in love with you."

Zhuo Yijing still didn't speak, it seemed that he was frightened by such a huge change, Liang Yusheng was about to say something more, when his palm touched his exposed back skin, he sat up with a frown, touched his forehead and said in surprise: "You I have a fever!"

Liang Yusheng checked Zhuo Yijing's situation when he got up, but because he was afraid of hurting the other party again, he didn't dare to go deep. He only knew that the surface was red and swollen, and bloodshots could be seen vaguely. Obviously there was also a tear inside, so he did it. When the other party said to be quiet just now, he chose to go downstairs to buy medicine.

At this time, Zhuo Yijing's condition seemed to be worse than before, with an abnormally hot body temperature, pale to blue skin, dry and peeling lips with deep tooth marks that were bleeding, and congested and swollen eyes.

Liang Yusheng couldn't help blaming himself, he should pay more attention to Zhuo Yijing's physical condition than clarifying the relationship between the two.

"I'll give you medicine first. If the fever persists, you can only go to the hospital." With Zhuo Yijing's popularity, no matter how careful he is, there is still a great risk of exposure when going to the hospital, but he can't take care of that much.

"Really...really?"

"what?"

At this moment, Zhuo Yijing grabbed the corner of his clothes, and tremblingly said: "Really... can we be together?"

His tone was still full of uneasiness, and his bloodshot eyes were full of apprehension. Liang Yusheng couldn't help softening his heart, and felt the throbbing pain like being pierced by a fine needle. After liking Liu Xiyue for so many years, he was too Understand the depression of secret love, it is really a rose that blooms in loneliness, the surface is glamorous, but once touched, it will be pierced and bruised all over.

How long had Zhuo Yijing been stabbed before she became so cautious...

Liang Yusheng couldn't help but lowered his head and lightly touched his blood-stained lips, and said seriously: "Of course it's true, but let me see your wound first."

The two of them had spent their whole life together and hadn't done anything private, but Zhuo Yijing was still a little unaccustomed to the sudden intimacy, turned over awkwardly, and buried her slightly flushed face in the pillow.

Liang Yusheng hesitated for a while holding the ointment, but still asked: "Have you...have you done it before?"

Zhuo Yijing didn't raise her head, her voice was muffled through the pillow: "I've only had you..."

He didn't answer this question directly, but he didn't lie either. It wasn't the first time, but from the beginning to the end, he had only met this person in front of him, but this person had forgotten their past.

"I don't mean anything else. After all... I have no experience. If you know how to deal with it, you can tell me." Liang Yusheng was afraid that Zhuo Yijing might misunderstand, so he explained.

"It's okay, come on."

In the past, Zhuo Lin was always extra careful in the relationship between the two of them, and he never got hurt even for the first time in a real sense.

But after so many years, Zhuo Yijing is no longer the little lamb who would nest into Zhuo Lin's arms and act like a baby when he was wronged a little bit. What can be counted.

Zhuo Yijing gritted her teeth, and cried out in pain without struggling during the whole process of applying the medicine, like a docile doll that Liang Yusheng fiddled with.

After Liang Yusheng carefully applied the medicine to him, he realized that he was already in a cold sweat from the pain. He was distressed and helpless. After washing his hands, he twisted a hot towel out of the bathroom. While wiping his body, he couldn't help but said: Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"It's not that serious... Just rest for a few more days." Zhuo Yijing shook her head, her voice was completely hoarse when she spoke, and almost all of her words were breathless, and she didn't know if it was from pain or just crying.

Because the part of his injury is too private, and the injury is one that can be understood at a glance, Liang Yusheng decided not to go to the hospital after hesitating for a few seconds, and subconsciously poured a glass of water into his mouth again. "I asked the hotel to cook porridge, and it should be delivered in a while."

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head, and looked at Liang Yusheng with a little confusion. Just now, the other party's action of feeding him water was so natural, and his gestures and gestures seemed to go back in time and space hundreds of years ago.

With an obsession, he chased after this soul, but it was the first time in many years that he really felt that the man in front of him and his lover who had been in love with each other really knew each other so well.

And Liang Yusheng, who had regained his senses, was also a little stunned at this time. He had never taken care of anyone like this before, but whether it was wiping his body or feeding him water, it was all instinctive actions, as if... such things had long been accustomed to him, Even applying medicine to each other's back acupoints didn't feel awkward at all, obviously the two of them were still the most normal friends yesterday.

The mobile phone on the bedside rang suddenly, breaking the suddenly delicate atmosphere between the two of them. It was inevitable that Zhuo Yijing's wound would be hurt, Liang Yusheng quickly took the mobile phone and handed it to him.

Seeing the number on the screen, Zhuo Yijing paused for a while, but finally pressed the answer button. Before she could move the phone to her ear, there was a clear roar from the receiver.

"Zhuo! Yi! Jing! What did you do in the middle of the night last night? I clearly remember that I sent you home, how could you be photographed entering the clubhouse? How many times have I said that you want to drink, okay, drink at home! "

"You don't have any wine at home, you have to go to that kind of place, and you can only get in and out. Now that the paparazzi took pictures and posted them directly on the Internet, the company doesn't even have time to react. You can read what they wrote, and the relationship exposure and so on The media that cooperates with the company is merciful, do you think you don't gossip enough?"

"I've been with you for the past two years. Nothing else. My ability to deal with the media has improved a lot. Should I thank you, huh?"

Zhuo Yijing waited until the manager finished scolding, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Xu, calm down first..."

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, the other end exploded immediately.

"Fuck! What's the matter with your voice? Do you still remember that you are a singer? You don't even need your voice. I don't think it's too far away from the past. You, you... can you save me some time!"

Xu Shunli was really pissed off, he was one of Bai Qi's trump card managers anyway, and the last female artist he brought was also a hit for a while, she was a domestic queen-level female singer, and later she got married and gave birth to a child and gradually retired. He just started taking over other artists.

When Zhuo Yijing was assigned to him, he was amazed for a while. After all, singers are not like actors, and they tend to focus more on the former in terms of singing skills and appearance.

And Zhuo Yijing is different, he has a uniquely good voice, beautiful voice, wide range, but also a singer-songwriter, can compose music, can write lyrics, most importantly, he is even more handsome with that alone The handsome face of a popular idol star can hold up a whole world.

Xu Shunli can almost conclude how smooth his future will be, and this is indeed the case. In four years, with six top-quality records, Zhuo Yijing has become a well-deserved superstar in China, and has even accumulated a super high reputation abroad. , was hailed as the 'perfect singer' by foreign media.

It's a pity that he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't realize that Zhuo Yijing had such a difficult personality.

It's not entirely accurate to say that it's difficult, Zhuo Yijing's temper is actually not that big, he can even be regarded as very easy to get along with among such heavyweight stars, and he is almost always pleasant to the staff and fans.

But for the manager, he is undoubtedly not an entertainer who is easy to control. He always plays cards out of common sense, does not deserve assistants, does not bring bodyguards, and likes to go alone. It's easy to say anything, and you won't give any face if you don't like it.

Popularity and reputation don't seem to be that important to Zhuo Yijing. Correspondingly, he doesn't pay that much attention to the things his agent tells him.

Fortunately, at the beginning of his debut, there were not many reporters who followed him, and he did not cause any major troubles.But with the growth of his fame, a large number of reporters squatted around him every day, waiting to find out more about him, but Zhuo Yijing was also addicted to alcohol, no matter how busy he was, he had to drink some alcohol before going to sleep, going to and from bars I don’t know how many photos of the night show were taken, and most of them were stopped by the company’s public relations department, but there were always fish that slipped through the net.