[Twenty-four]

The secretary estimated that the starlet who was still consumed in the hospital was afraid that she had completely gained the favor of the boss, and several calls a day were dialed to inquire about the situation, carefully instructing what to do, always frowning when listening to the phone. This is when she has a pair of eyes to see the color of the sweep and will know that he is torn again.

It seems that the new lover is not obedient again.

Lian decided not to know his secretary's heart and those twists and turns otherwise must be pasted her face.

He was not sure how serious the disease was, the last time he came back from the hospital not long after his agent's phone call came after him.

This is the third time.

Hu Yu sounded smooth and calm, already discussing with him the aftermath of Jun Ran, Jun Ran had no relatives, and can only invite some insiders, trying to make the funeral hype, the last movie book good director segment high actor played the role, there is no reason not to fire, take this east wind, most likely to become a legend in TR film history.

Even decided to freeze for a few seconds and decided to consider, a flashback to the hospital.

He was completely aware that women are not to be messed with, the first look at the gentle and petite nurse if not stopped by people will really come over and tear him alive, a pair of eyes near blood.

"What did you say to him? He is already very poor you people still want to bully him, what did he do wrong ah!"

Lian decided to be burned fiercely by this nameless fire.

Jun Ran stayed in the emergency room for a long time before being transferred to intensive care, and when Lian decided to see him again, the man was no longer alive.

Hu Yu outside the window through a layer of glass coldly watching the situation in the room, Lian decided to know that his own already precarious image in the heart of his subordinates is completely collapsed, with concrete sticky can not stick back.

Jun Ran's body has not few two flesh and completely relies on a pair of proportionate and tall skeletons to support the human form, the body sunk in the hospital snow-white bedding, with almost no shape. The oxygen mask was tightly strangled on his face and must have made it difficult for him to keep his eyebrows tightly locked.

He remembered what the doctor said, there is no second time, is now This look also does not know how long can last, have to coax, have to obey him.

Lian decided to know that the doctor is blaming him.

To the high position of the Lian family, for so many years he has not met a few who dare to find a confrontation with him, since the encounter with Jun Ran, he is a day within the experience all over.

The nurse can also forget, after all, is a young girl, a cavity of tender feelings still burning, but the years of practice of the old doctor how to corner risk the risk of offending the year to remind him of such words?

He immediately knew the reason.

The man sobbed in a semi-comatose state, if not the ventilator connected to him this physical state must immediately have to lack of oxygen.

He watched and felt a twinge of unhappiness in his heart.

Crying was too pathetic, and not much strength for him to shed tears, he was shaking, through the blanket can be seen.

What a terrible nightmare this is.

Even decided to find his hand in a pile of needles and tubes under the quilt, and carefully hold it. The fever has just gone down, because of the infusion relationship hypothermia, held in the hand cold, just softer than the dead.

This is the first time in his not-so-long life to condescend.

After a while, he felt the person's hand slightly warm and gave him another cover.

Jun Ran was slowly soothed and could see that he tried to open his eyes more than once, but unfortunately, it didn't work.

Even the decision to wipe his face clean of tears, a short laugh, carefully squeezed his hand, only to say a good rest.

The man suddenly went quiet, and the tone of voice blurred a few words, Lian decided to hear clearly two words.

--Brother.

He felt that it is necessary to check the origin of Jun Ran, brother, that should look carefully towards the university circle.

He was not at ease during this time before the information arrived, Jun Ran into the hospital not to eat anything, and a few days ago the fever receded after the temperature came up again, continued low fever, and even can not rest properly, he had nightmares, the oxygen mask can not be taken off after he closed his eyes, afraid that he will cry in his sleep will lack oxygen.

Jun Ran can not live, the crazy fans will rise up and attack. He carefully deliberated and felt that he could not risk so much to fire a movie, and could only first make up an excuse to convalesce abroad.

He had a headache, an unprecedented headache, no artist had ever dared to give him such a bad time before.

When the details arrived, he found that he had been too upset too soon.

There is no way to find out the information before adulthood, the household registration is hard, from birth to the present extremely detailed, almost bluffed his people over.

Those previous experiences, all applied to Chinese and French mixed-race missing persons, even the police department did not prepare a case.

Model debut, because of the "long life" a hit, after that one after another film and walking invitation, with a resident bar dancer living together ...... Even the decision to look at the meeting materials is not line to line to look so carefully.

A few days later, even the decision finally could not sit down and went to the hospital again.

The back of Jun Ran's hand is tied up beyond recognition, his original skin is thin, with veins and textures that the average person appears to be weak, and now how to look at it, only to call people unbearable. He has nightmares, unconscious struggle, always harm the needle displacement, the nurse him with his arm wrapped with strips of hard sponge, with medical tape carefully tied, but to no avail, only to make him will wake up when more frightened.

He was so sick that he didn't recognize people and wouldn't let anyone touch him. When he was a little better, he could cooperate with the treatment, but on the contrary, he curled up into a ball and protected his arm, saying nothing and refusing to give the injection, and when he was touched, he started to shake, and when it was serious, he even panicked.

Lan Yue completely panicked, at this time more deeply appreciating their own uselessness, Hu Yu for Jun Ran full of world running, he can only in the hospital guard, but useless.

He heard that the mysterious boss of the company was coming to visit Jun Ran today, and his heart was not unhappy.

But his sluggishness also immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When Jun Ran saw this person, he immediately settled down and then made a move that made Lan Yue's jaw drop.

He opened his arms, and it could be seen that he was doing his best, and the arm that was raised was slightly trembling.

This was the posture of asking for a hug.

Lian decided to walk to the bedside, hesitated for a moment, but still leaned down and hugged him.

Jun Ran is like a child who has been lost for a long time and suddenly knows that his family has found him, trying to hold back his aggression and whispering that he wants to go home.

Lian decided not to be a soft-hearted person, in this person he has given in again and again, he remembered the file Jun Ran left that dancer after the accident, after living in the company's assigned dormitory.

From the beginning to the end, where does he have a home?

Jun Ran did not hear the answer, his face can not hide the panic, look to cry out.

Even the decision to feel his body in his arms began to tremble, at first only slightly, but gradually even the shoulders began to shake uncontrollably.

His head was hot, really his head was hot, and he blurted out before his brain circuitry ran.

"I'll take you home."

Jun Ran this time drowning hospitalized news speculation, discharged from the hospital almost no one knows.

The hospital naturally no one dares to stop him, and furthermore, even the family's health conditions are definitely better than the hospital.

He carried the person to the car before reacting, quickly instructed the family maids to prepare, and personally contacted the doctor, then asked someone to buy Jun Ran supplies and a change of clothes, and instructed the kitchen to prepare some light and swallowable liquid food.

If you think about it, it seems that nothing is missing.

The person in his arms is dazed and half-opened his eyes, probably because the air and confined space in the car made him uncomfortable, his eyebrows tightly wrinkled.

"Drive steadily," even the driver instructed, and held the person tighter.

The car windows keep flashing roadside lights, the car is dim, Jun Ran's pale blue eyes reflect the constantly leaping stream of broken fire, the iris slightly discolored. Lian decided to look at him, the wrong impression that this person's eyes were like the glaze under the lamp, the flow of light.

"Elder brother?"

"En?" He had been good-natured enough to disregard the name-calling.

Jun Ran seems to just want to call out to him, and hearing the answer, he instantly settled down.

Once a person with a serious illness let go of some kind of insistence or attachment, the consequences were dangerous.

He knew that his brother was going to take him away, all day pale sickly face finally brought a little smile, and a few smiles rubbed into the eyes, looking meek and young. He has never been able to find a home, and once in a while thought he had found it, but it was just self-righteousness.

He is discouraged as if so much torture in the past can not feel the pain.

When he passed by the Buddhist temple several times on previous missions, he listened to the sermon hidden in the trees and knew that people like himself would go to hell after death. Tendons and bones, skin and blood, the real on the knife mountain under the sea of fire.

He was not afraid of pain, did not believe in putting down the butcher's knife to become Buddha, but only feel better in the heart.

If only there really was a hell, he could go to his fellow disciples.

The sister who stole the candy for him, the brother who always brought a gentle smile, the fellow disciples who had no choice but to turn against each other, all of them had really been good to him before.

He had such a hidden desire ninja all the pain to survive until now, finally someone to pick him up.

He thought about trying to stay, but that person does not seem to need him at all, he misses the weariness and warmth that always emerges from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, and the smell of tobacco that seems to emanate from the body.

At that time, the life of the people cursed the rivers and lakes together, the whole division to the end of the only one left, he alone carries all the legacy of fellow disciples' hate, a thousand fingers.

Pillowed by the sword and sleep.

At that time he thought, if someone could give him a little place to hide and rest, he would be willing to pay for that person's life.

At that time, he did not expect that even if he was willing to give his life, no one would be willing to take it.