The film king begged for a happy breakup

Tang Yuzhou couldn't see him being stupid, so he stretched out his hand and patted his forehead: "Stop smirking, let's drive. It's getting late." He said, pretending to unintentionally straighten his clothes to cover the marks on his neck.This cannot be seen by Qiao Ming.

It was dark when they came out of the No. [-] City Hospital.Now, the night is darker.

Tang Yuzhou checked the time, it was already eight o'clock.

It was exactly 08:30 when they arrived at the central hospital.

With the help of Shen Lie, Qiao Ming washed up and was typing on the bed with the computer in his arms.He looked pretty good, and when he saw them coming in, he automatically ignored Cheng Lin, his eyes fell on Tang Yuzhou, and then on the cake hidden behind him, his eyes lit up, he covered his smile, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "You don't have to come here, I I'll be out of the hospital tomorrow."

"Today is your birthday." Tang Yuzhou took out the cake on his back, walked closer, and said with a smile, "Happy birthday."

"You come to see me a few more times, I'll be faster—" Qiao Ming's voice stopped, seeing the injury on his face, he asked anxiously, "Your injury? What's going on?"

He didn't play with his mobile phone or Weibo, and he rarely paid attention to entertainment news. In addition, those news flashed and disappeared, so he didn't know that Tang Yuzhou had a hand with He Zhaotang.

"It's okay, a little skin injury." Tang Yuzhou didn't want to talk too much, he put the cake on the table beside his bed, closed the computer on his lap, put it aside, sat down on the bed and asked him, "What about you?" What did the doctor say? You only saw my injury now, and your myopia has deepened again. Don't always face the computer!"

Qiao Ming didn't speak, his face was cold, and his hands tightly held the thin quilt on his legs.

he is very angry.

Since Tang Yuzhou moved out of the apartment, the distance between them has become more and more distant.

Tang Yuzhou kept everything from him.

The last time his hand was injured, he didn't tell him; this time his face was injured, he was also extremely perfunctory.

He doesn't know anything.

Perhaps, Cheng Lin knew.He gets along with Tang Yuzhou day and night and knows everything.

"You don't say anything, you don't say anything!" Qiao Ming suddenly felt great jealousy in his heart, pushed him away, pulled the quilt over his head, and was about to cry out of grievance: "I don't want to talk to you, you get out!"

He was very angry, but he didn't want to hurt him by saying bad words.

He can only avoid seeing it, and drink the pain alone.

Tang Yuzhou frowned and thought about the reason for his loss of control, and thought, "Why did you lose your temper? What didn't I say? About the injury? If you want to know, I'll tell you. But that's too embarrassing, are you sure you want to listen?"

"I won't listen! You go, I don't want to hear it anymore."

"Don't make trouble for no reason!"

"Yes, I'm making trouble for no reason. You go, don't pay attention to people like me who are making trouble for no reason!"

Tang Yuzhou almost laughed out of anger, and softened his voice to comfort him: "Qiao Ming, don't make trouble, today is your birthday."

"It's your birthday too!" Qiao Ming lifted the quilt and sat up, pointing at Cheng Lin and shouting, "We agreed to celebrate our birthday together, why did you bring him here? I hate him! You know I'm begging—"

"Shut up!" Cheng Lin on the side couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed his shoulders, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't lose your temper at my people. He's not a trash can!"

"Get out!" Qiao Ming threw him away, perhaps too much, and pulled the wound, causing him to cover his lower abdomen in pain, his face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Cheng Lin!" Tang Yuzhou's heart ached when he saw it, and he hurriedly pulled Cheng Lin away, hesitant to speak.

Cheng Lin saw what he meant and said in shock, "You want me to go?"

Tang Yuzhou helped his forehead helplessly: "The injured are the most serious."

He cares about a short-lived ghost!

He cares about Qiao Ming!

This perception is so hurtful!

Cheng Lin was panting with anger: "What if I don't leave? This is my territory!"

Tang Yuzhou glanced at the weak man and frowned: "He's injured, you should think about his body."

"Why should I think about his body? If he doesn't think about himself, why should others think about it? He's a brain-damaged man, using his injuries to control others? You care about him, and others let him die?"

It is true that these are facts and reasonable, but he cares!Otherwise, who do you expect to care about him?Can someone like Qiao Ming who would rather stay up late at night code to die suddenly, be expected to take care of himself?

Qiao Ming saw that they still didn't leave, so he got out of bed and walked out barefoot: "You don't leave! I'll go!"

He is like a wayward child.

Tang Yuzhou grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Stop making trouble! Qiao Ming, my face hurts—"

Qiao Ming stopped in his tracks, shook off his hand, his eyes were red, and shed tears: "My heart aches, I am so heartbroken. I don't want to see him! I know you are with him, you are well, you are in love, I know, you don't want me anymore."

He knows everything.

He knew that Tang Yuzhou looked at Cheng Lin differently.He started to care about Cheng Lin, and he couldn't bear to say harsh words to drive him away.

He is going to lose him!

Before he became a blockbuster...

Qiao Ming covered his face and wept bitterly, squatting on the ground like a child abandoned by the whole world.

Shen Lie on the side looked forbearing, clenched his fist, and finally let go, and used brute force to invite Cheng Lin out.

Of course, half of the brute force was used, and Cheng Lin took the initiative to follow him out of the ward.

The two stood outside the ward, and occasionally a few children's cries could be heard in the empty corridor.

After the child's crying, Shen Lie slowly opened his mouth: "That, that Qiao Ming probably didn't write the essay well, so he's not in a good mood—"

Cheng Lin sneered at the sound: "Don't make excuses for him. I know what that kid has in mind for Tang Yuzhou." After he finished laughing, he turned his head, stared into his eyes, and sneered, "Of course, you have something in mind for him." What kind of heart, I also know."

It's not bad to be bent together.

He had long wanted to pack up that kid Qiao Ming and give it away.

Shen Lie didn't know what he was thinking, and when he heard his words piercing his unbearable heart, he looked away guiltily, and said in an unnatural tone: "Actually, Qiao Ming and I are just—"

Ordinary friends are destined to have no chance to speak out.

Cheng Lin interrupted him, took a step forward, his gaze full of prestige: "Don't want to fuck him? Want to see him being fucked by Tang Yuzhou?"

"You really, really—"

Shen Lie's eyes were full of astonishment, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.He felt that he was a big bastard, but he never expected that a person with outstanding temperament would say such obscene words.

Cheng Lin can not only say obscene words, but also scary words.His eyes were full of dark currents, and he met his shocked eyes, and said word by word: "Did you know? Qiao Ming...he won't live long."

"What, what? Don't curse people indiscriminately!"

"He is writing a novel, "Blockbuster", and the day the novel is completed, his hero will be short-lived."

According to the established destiny, "Blockbusters" did not begin serialization until two years later.When the book is finished, Qiao Ming will die suddenly.Perhaps, his sudden death was the real achievement of this masterpiece.

As for the person who achieved a masterpiece, there are naturally some people who are curious about his sudden death.Many people speculated that he was staying up late all year round and was mentally exhausted, and some speculated that he had a sudden heart attack... But according to his medical knowledge, Qiao Ming's sick face probably had bad kidneys.Thinking about it, he said firmly, "If you don't believe me, you can arrange a doctor to examine him. His kidneys are not good, and his heart is even worse——Shen Lie, I'll tell you the truth, Qiao Ming is a short-lived ghost!"

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