"Okay, wait for you, you be careful on the road and take your time. ”

As soon as Han Jue put down the phone, a battery prompt popped up on the interface of the mobile phone, saying that the battery was less than 10%, so frightened that Han Jue quickly turned off the mobile phone and hid it.

After getting off the plane early in the morning and arriving at the hotel, in order to be able to go on a date in the afternoon, Han Jue patronized to supplement his sleep, and forgot to charge his mobile phone. When I got into a taxi to send a message to Zhang Yiman, I found that it was too late when my phone was out of battery.

Being in a foreign country and being unfamiliar with the place has already made the domestic cat-type Han Jue panic, plus this trip is for a secret date, and he is a thief, for fear of being recognized and surrounded, and his whereabouts will be exposed. At this time, the mobile phone was not charged, which means that I did not climb the rock halfway and found that the safety rope around my waist was broken.

In short, before this tryst began, Han Jue had already begun to feel difficult.

Are those celebrities who are secretly in love or secretly married so tired? If he wants to fall in love with a silly girl, will this kind of tiredness be the norm? How long will he be tired? Will the silly girl also feel tired? If he is not tired this time, when will he be tired? How long can they last?

On a dry winter afternoon, Han Jue walked down the street with his hands folded and his heart heavy.

"Ding~"

Han Jue received a text message.

Han Jue, who regarded electricity as his life, only dared to glance at the screensaver interface quickly.

Silly girl: [Your power bank is coming quickly!~~ (kiss)]

Han Jue's brows on the outside of the mask suddenly relaxed.

The stupid girl who has always been kind and frank and doesn't like to lie, is willing to cheat on his parents for him, is willing to give up the opportunity to celebrate his birthday with fans, and is willing to risk his career to come to see him, which in itself is enough to show his determination to face all the difficulties and sufferings in the future with him.

She believes in their future so much, no matter how negative and pessimistic he is, he seems too irresponsible.

Since you choose not to let go in the face of pressure at the beginning, you should be prepared to endure hardships.

[Without pain, there will be no true happiness.] Han Jue did a few chest expansion exercises to cheer himself up.

Packing up his mood, Han Jue walked forward briskly.

Whenever he heard his English song or Zhang Yiman's song playing in the store, Han Jue always had to bow his head and pass by quickly. Even passing by Lin Yuzhe's billboard, he had to trot by.

Han Jue walked on a completely unfamiliar street, and only when he walked at some uncertain intersections did he take out the map on his mobile phone to confirm the direction, and then immediately turned it off after taking a look. Finally, when the power unfortunately dropped to 5%, it finally arrived at the agreed place.

Standing at the lively intersection, Han Jue looked around. A little farther away are offices and apartments, and closer are a number of commercial shops – nightclubs, bars, cake shops, convenience stores, record stores, florists......

Many of the signboards are marked with Huaxia or directly Huaxia.

Han Jue was bored and could only admire the graphic design of the signboard, but after standing for a while, the men and women passing by always looked at him with revealing eyes.

Han Jue was nervous to death, touched his mask and hat, and felt that he should not show his stuffing.

Later, a few girls who looked to be about thirty years old accosted Han Jue, their eyes were fixed on his face wearing a mask, Han Jue didn't dare to speak, and pointed to his empty wrist, indicating that he was waiting for someone. A few people left disappointed, and several people took out their mobile phones to exchange numbers with him.

Han Jue pretended to use a few sets of sign language that Millie had used.

After getting rid of those people, he thought for a moment, and then walked to the flower shop in front of him.

The windows of the flower shop are bright and clean, and the lighting is very sufficient. In addition to selling flowers, there are also desserts and drinks. Sitting in the heated room drinking tea and chatting, basking in the sun, surrounded by beautiful flowers, the so-called leisure afternoon is nothing more than that.

Several groups of women of different ages sat in twos and threes eating cakes and drinking milk tea, and when they saw Han Jue pushing the door in, they all turned their eyes over.

The scarcity of male customers in the flower shop is certainly one reason, and the other reason is that Han Jue's figure and clothes are too outstanding, even if he is wearing a mask and a hat, just those eyebrows and eyes are enough to make people think of his lower half of his face.

Han Jue walked in calmly in his eyes, picking flowers to show people with his back.

The table in the corner was full of young girls, and one of them stared at Han Jue for a long time, and suddenly said to his companion next to him, "Do you think that person's eyes are very similar to Han Jue?"

Han Jue, who was picking flowers, suddenly tensed up. He has good hearing and can't understand Sakura, but he understands his own name.

"Eh, you say he's Han Jue, how is that possible?"

"Ha~really, fake, really, fake?"

"Those eyes are a bit like that!"

"Ah, he turned around...... But the height is about the same, and the back looks very similar. ”

The companions covered their mouths and exclaimed, chattering.

Han Jue was ready to rush out at any time.

"I said, don't be a nymphomaniac! Han Jue is in the United States, in the United States!" The last girl looked at the idol being compared to a passerby, felt as if she was insulted, took out her mobile phone angrily, and said: "Look, not long after his studio sent the photo, Han Jue was visiting the museum, and in front of him, he was buying books in the bookstore." Further on, he was eating......"

"Really......

Han Jue caught a glimpse of the girls muttering around the phone and stopped looking at him. Han Jue nodded with satisfaction, and smiled with relief through the mask.

Before coming to the cherry blossom country, Han Jue deliberately went to bookstores, museums, cinemas and restaurants a day in advance, checked in and took pictures, and left with one touch, in order to let Xiao Zhou send it out one after another today, giving the world the illusion that he was still in the United States.

Han Jue then greeted the clerk in Han Gaoguo's language, so that the girls were convinced that they had recognized the wrong person.

Holding a bouquet of roses, Han Jue returned to the intersection and continued to wait for Zhang Yiman. With flowers in hand, there are no more people to talk to.

Han Jue looked at the rose in his hand, and his mood was a little delicate. He thought of what Zhang Yiman said before that someone gave her roses.

Although Zhang Yiman is already his girlfriend, this does not mean that he can sit back and relax from now on. He remembered that the great Chinese director Ang Lee said in an interview in his previous life: [I became a father and a gentleman, it doesn't mean that I can naturally get their respect, you still have to earn their respect every day. You have to meet a certain standard, because that's one of the things that makes me not slack. 】

Thinking about it carefully, the silly girl was as hot as fire when she pursued him, and she was still enthusiastic after the relationship was confirmed, fighting for his love every day. Although Han Jue also likes silly girls day by day, some thoughts are not revealed, and some things are not said that others don't know.

Han Jue held the flower and hummed a song about waiting in his heart.

"Wait, lonely until late at night, the night has become desolate, and the night has become dark. Mo Dao is choosing people, and people can choose you......"

"If a woman always waits until late at night and gives her youth without regrets, he will really ...... you"

After singing a few songs, he felt that they were too miserable and complaining, which did not meet his happy mood, so he stopped singing and began to conceive a movie.

Time passed little by little, and when Han Jue finished sorting out his work after returning to China tomorrow, Zhang Yiman never appeared.

Han Jue had a watch that Zhang Yiman gave him, but in order not to be exposed, he handed the watch over to Guan Yi for safekeeping. Now that there is no watch and no mobile phone, Han Jue doesn't know how much time has passed. But looking at the angle at which the sun was tilted, Han Jue felt that the time he had been waiting just now was not too short.

Zhang Yiman will not miss the appointment.

Han Jue's first reaction was that Zhang Yiman didn't find him, but waited somewhere else.

Han Jue stood up and looked around, the crowd around him was still lively, he wanted to send a message to Zhang Yiman to ask where it was, but found that the mobile phone had completely run out of battery. He looked up for a moment, picked a cake shop with the fewest customers and went in, wanting to ask the clerk for help and charge his phone.

He didn't dare to stop passers-by to borrow a power bank. When he is recognized by the clerk, he has no choice but to run away, because the clerk can't give up his job. But it's not good to be recognized by passers-by. In case the other party pesters him, he can only leave here in order to get rid of suspicion.

After Han Jue entered the cake shop, he bought a matcha cake at random, and then asked the clerk in Huaxia: "My phone is out of battery, can you lend me to charge it for a while?"

The young female clerk who had been staring at Han Jue since just now knew Huaxia, and immediately nodded and replied yes.

After the clerk finished wrapping the cake, he hesitated, "That ......"

Han Jue looked up at her, and intuitively felt that something was wrong.

"Are you a celebrity?" the clerk asked, staring into Han Jue's eyes.

Han Jue shook his head slowly.

"I always feel like you're a little familiar......

Popularity is a double-edged sword.

Han Jue shook his head again, picked up the cake and turned around to leave.

"Don't you want to recharge?" shouted the clerk behind him.

"Thanks, no need, I still have some business. Han Jue replied in a muffled voice. After going out the door, he strode away, hiding behind a sign. When I looked around, I found that the clerk had run outside and looked left and right in the crowd, with excitement and regret on his face.

[Almost recognized.] 】

[No, I think I was recognized.] 】

After the clerk returned, Han Jue cautiously hid for a few minutes before carefully coming out.

Now I can only look for Zhang Yiman first.

Han Jue carried a cake and roses and walked around the crossroads, thinking about the reason why Zhang Yiman didn't come.

[Is it in the wrong place?, or is it lying in ambush and preparing a prank?......]

Han Jue would rather Zhang Yiman release his pigeon than she had a car accident halfway.

[Wait and see.] Han Jue suppressed his anxious mood and sat on the side of the road and waited. After sitting for a while, I couldn't wait, and walked around at the intersection that led to the four directions. Han Jue wanted to go to the adjacent intersection to take a look, but he didn't dare to go far, for fear that Zhang Yiman would find out that others were not there during the time he left. He couldn't run, he couldn't do anything noticeable.

In winter, the sky darkens relatively quickly, and the sun is almost sinking behind the buildings in the distance.

The lights of the shops began to be lit up one after another, and the streets were filled with fireworks and more people than during the day.

Han Jue quietly leaned against the railing on the side of the road, panting.

The cake and roses are still there. It's just that the cake in the cake box is being carried around and should have toppled over. The rose was pinched and flicked around, and it was also exhausted and lost its luster.

Han Jue's hands kept holding them, and he was almost unconscious in the air. But none of this compares to the loss and disappointment in his heart, which makes Han Jue feel colder.

When the street lights came on, Han Jue exhaled a long burst of white air.

Just now, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he ran to the two adjacent intersections around him, but he didn't find Zhang Yiman.

Han Jue understood that Zhang Yiman probably wouldn't come.

Looking at the increasingly lively night in front of him, Han Jue felt a kind of alienation from a bystander.

"Wait, lonely until late at night, the night has become desolate, the night has become dark......" Now singing this song "Wait" is in time for the occasion.

Han Jue hummed a song for a while, touched his belly, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a can of hot drinks, returned to the dark place on the side of the road, and squatted.

In the distance, an izakaya opens, and music full of cherry blossom flavor sounds. Han Jue opened the cake that had been poured with meat and vegetables, took off his mask, played music, shivered in the cold wind, drank hot drinks and ate cakes, and served it as lunch and dinner.

Just as Han Jue got up after eating all and was about to take the car back to the hotel, a person suddenly jumped out and patted Han Jue on the shoulder.

Han Jue was startled, and suddenly hit the opponent's chin with the root of his palm from bottom to top.

The other party snorted, tilted his head and staggered to the ground.

Han Jue was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what he had done, he almost prepared to run away. But listening to the other party's painful cry, I found that the other party was a woman.

Han Jue walked cautiously and saw that the other party was wearing a hat, a scarf, and a mask on his face. This configuration is familiar. looked at the other party's eyes again, and found that it was an acquaintance.

"Ahh......h

Lin Qin was still dizzy in front of him, and waved his hand a few times to grab Han Jue's hair, but Han Jue dodged it.

"You're ......," Lin Qin grabbed Han Jue's collar and wanted to say something.

But Han Jue's wicked person sued first: "Why did you sneak attack me?"

"Sneak attack on you?!" Lin Qin was so angry that he stretched out his hand to pick Han Jue's hat, and then pulled his hair.

"Calm down, someone is watching us. Han Jue grabbed Lin Qin's hand and lifted her off the ground.

Lin Qin knew the severity, stopped squeaking, and quietly asked Han Jue to lift her up.

"This way. Lin Qin lightly punched Han Jue's shoulder, and then led him in one direction.

Han Jue followed.

"How did you know I was here?" Han Jue asked.

"Xiao Man asked me to come. Lin Qin replied.

"Where's she?"

"Something happened to her side, and she couldn't come. ”

Han Jue grabbed Lin Qin's wrist, "What happened to her?"

"You tap," Lin Qin shook off, but didn't shake it off. Looking at Han Jue's eyes that were oppressed by nervousness, Lin Qin could only answer first, "It's not her who has an accident, it's her father who has a car accident." ”

"It's fine that she's okay," Han Jue just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and celebrate, but suddenly realized that this was not good news either.

"Your hands are so cold. Lin Qin took Han Jue's hand from his wrist. After speaking, she remembered that the man in front of her, who was a rising star in the film and television industry and the music industry, waited for Zhang Yiman for hours without complaint in the cold wind. Even if he didn't wait for the end to come, he didn't quarrel or make trouble, he was worried to death when he heard that the other party couldn't come, and he was relieved to hear that the other party was okay.

Lin Qin continued to take Han Jue to the parking place, "Xiao Man had already come to you, but the hospital called her halfway through and said that her father had been in a car accident and was in a coma, so she immediately rushed to the hospital." ”

"Done the right thing. Han Jue said.

Lin Qin turned his head to look at Han Jue's eyes, and found that it was not a mockery, but a serious one. She continued: "I wanted to tell you about it, but your phone ran out of battery. She was in such a hurry that she asked me to come and pick you up. I was rehearsing, so I came a little late. ”

"Thank you. ”

"I came to pick you up kindly, but I was beaten by you......"

"It's so cold! let's go quickly!" Han Jue shouted, pushing Lin Qin's back and trotting forward.

After learning that Zhang Yiman did not intend to release his pigeons, Han Jue's spirit was different.

When he got to the car, Lin Qin started the car and asked Han Jue: "Have you eaten? Shall we go to eat? Where will you be sent after eating, or will you go to my rehearsal place to play?"

Han Jue was silent for a while and said, "I've eaten it, you can send me to the hospital." ”

"Going to the hospital?" Lin Qin was taken aback, thinking that Han Jue was going to die.

Han Jue nodded and said, "Director Zhang was unconscious in a car accident, Xiao Man must be very uncomfortable now." If I wasn't by her side at this time, I would still be a boyfriend. ”

......

......

"What do you want me to pay attention to safety on the road, you look at yourself, don't pay attention to safety at all!"

"Even if you sit in the back, you still have to wear a seatbelt!"

"You're in luck! Luckily, you've only had a broken right leg and a slight concussion, and it's up to you to see if you don't wear your seatbelt in the future." In the future, I will ask Uncle Chen to check if you are wearing a seatbelt every time!"

Zhang Yiman peeled apples for Zhang Yaohui while glaring at Zhang Yaohui and reprimanding him.

"Got it. When Zhang Yaohui woke up, he saw his daughter sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking that his daughter would throw herself into his arms and cry bitterly, he was ready to comfort his daughter, but his daughter taught him a lesson until now.

It's like her mother.

"I just dreamed of your mother. Zhang Yaohui said softly.

Zhang Yaohui was about to say something sensational to ease the atmosphere, but Zhang Yiman was silent for a moment, frowned and asked, "Did my mother beat you after she knew in her dream that you were in the car without wearing a seat belt?"

"......" Zhang Yaohui was stunned, with a bitter face, "Why can't you get along with the seat belt." ”

"I'm going to talk about until you have a reflex, and then you wear a seatbelt when you get in the car. Seat belts, seat belts, seat belts ......"

"Got it, got it, got it. Zhang Yaohui was miserable and felt that it would be better to be in a coma.

"How is Xiao Chen?"

"Uncle Chen suffered a fracture in the right rib and a hemorrhage in the lungs, and the operation was over, in the next ward. ”

"What time is it?"

"Ten twenty-six in the evening. ”

"Ten o'clock...... It's the first time in so many years that I've released someone else's pigeons. Zhang Yaohui sighed.

Zhang Yiman thought of something, pursed his lips, and said, "It's time for this, don't think about work!"

Zhang Yaohui looked at the knife in his daughter's hand, and had to rest honestly.

"You've been here here to recuperate these days, and you've bought crutches, and I'll put them here, so you can use them later. Zhang Yiman pointed to a pair of crutches standing against the wall.

Zhang Yaohui closed his eyes in despair.

The ward where Zhang Yaohui lives is a luxury ward, with a sofa, a desk, a balcony, and a TV. At this time, the TV on the wall was playing the news of the car accident of the CEO of [Aidu].

The reporter in the picture is standing outside the hospital, and behind him are other reporters who are also broadcasting the news:

[At 1:31 p.m. on February 15, at the intersection of X-chome and X-chome in District XX, a white pickup truck violated traffic regulations and collided with the vehicle of Zhang Yaohui, CEO of [Aidu] Entertainment. Zhang Yaohui was taken to a local hospital by ambulance after falling into a coma, and needed surgery and was not life-threatening. The rest of the occupants in the same vehicle suffered various degrees of damage. According to information provided by the Metropolitan Police Department, the driver who caused the accident had alcohol in his blood......]

"Buzz~~" Zhang Yiman's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

"It's Sister Lin. Zhang Yiman cut the apple into small pieces, stuffed a piece in Zhang Yaohui's mouth, and ate the rest by himself, wiped his hands, picked up the phone and walked outside the ward.

"Hey, Sister Lin, yes, Dad has woken up, it's not serious......"

Zhang Yaohui chewed the apple, watched his daughter close the door, and after a while, he endured the severe pain on his body and slowly took a deep breath.

Zhang Yaohui first moved his arms, feeling that there was nothing wrong, and then slowly sat himself up.

Compared with the secretary Xiao Chen's pulmonary hemorrhage, Zhang Yaohui knew that he had a fracture in his right leg and a slight concussion, which was considered very lucky.

The right leg was put in a plaster, and in addition to the three words "safety belt" written by Zhang Yiman, there was also "get better quickly" and a cartoon pattern of the little raccoon.

Zhang Yaohui smiled and felt a little urine. He didn't call a nurse, he didn't call his daughter. He felt that he was still able to take care of himself, so he didn't have to lie in bed and let the nurse play with him.

He removed his legs, which were hanging in the air, took his crutches, and slowly stood up.

No problem.

Zhang Yaohui slowly moved to the toilet, and after trying to empty his bladder, Zhang Yaohui was ready to slowly move to the bed.

It's just that when he came out of the toilet, he glanced at the door of the hospital room. His instinct drove him slowly to the door.

He vaguely heard words like "uncle" and "dating", and also heard Han Jue's voice.

Although Zhang Yaohui had a slight concussion, his IQ was not affected, and he suddenly guessed that these two people were coming to the cherry blossom country for a date, and the previous song "When Love Is a Thing of the Past" including the later set of rhetoric were all acting.

Zhang Yaohui laughed angrily, angry.

gave enough face to let you leave Xiaoman quietly, Yang Fengyin also abducted his daughter to act together, no, there is also Lin Qin. I'm underestimating you. I didn't expect to dare to swagger to the hospital to find excitement now, didn't I take the initiative to hit his muzzle and send him to death, what is that?

Zhang Yaohui smiled and opened a gap, and planned to beat the mandarin duck on the spot with a cane.

Then, the sound of the daughter's crying came through the cracks.

"Uncle......

Zhang Yaohui's crutches stopped suddenly.

"Uncle, I'm so scared...... I, I almost didn't have a father...... He doesn't wear a seatbelt, so why doesn't he wear a seatbelt...... The hospital said he was in a coma, and I immediately thought of my mother...... I hate hospitals so much......" Zhang Yiman choked up and finished a sentence in pieces.

Zhang Yaohui's heart was violently blocked.

When he woke up, he saw that his daughter didn't cry or make trouble, and her eyes weren't red, so he grabbed him and began to scold and teach him, he thought that his daughter had grown up, became strong, and couldn't cry. Although I was relieved, I also felt a little sad that my daughter was not cute. After all, he had a car accident and hit his head, and he probably died.

It turned out that the daughter was still the same crybaby, but the crybaby hid all her weak side in order not to worry her father and showed it to another person. The person she was ready to be with her heart and soul for the rest of her life.

At that time, when he watched the small truck crashing straight into it from the side, Zhang Yaohui had only one thought in his heart - [What should Xiaoman do?]

If he dies, what will Xiao Man do?

Can Xiao Man's temperament survive in the circle? Can Sister Qin and Tan Nian protect Xiao Man's thoughtfulness? Can Xiao Man still sing happily?

Will there be such a person who can be good to Xiaoman wholeheartedly?

"I feel like that's why Auntie is sheltering you and Uncle. Today is your birthday, and your uncle died in a car accident, these are two things worth celebrating. Also, you have to check if your uncle is wearing a seatbelt in the future, and if he doesn't listen, keep reading it in his ear and annoy him. Then you yourself should also pay attention to safety in the future, if it is you who has a car accident, it will be your father who will suffer at that time...... And I too. Life is fragile, so you can't be too careful. ”

"That's why you're so afraid of death, uncle. Zhang Yiman said while sobbing.

Han Jue chuckled in a low voice and said, "Yes, it's because I almost died that I became afraid of death." Now that I have you, I am even more reluctant to die. ”

Han Jue said: "Tomorrow and the accident, I really don't know which one comes first." We try not to do things that we regret. ”

Zhang Yaohui, who was standing behind the door, licked his teeth with a complicated gaze.

He had been worried that Han Jue would die at any time, leaving Xiao Man alone to bear the loneliness, but he didn't expect that it was him who almost died and left Xiao Man first.

"But how did you get here? So many reporters downstairs. Zhang Yiman's tone was a little blaming Han Jue.

"I can't help it, something like this happened to my girlfriend's father, I have to come and see. The other thing is, I don't want you to face this alone, so I'm going to come and see you. ”

"Hmm~~"

"Don't cry. Han Jue asked in a low voice, "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"No...... Belch. Zhang Yiman wiped her tears, hiccuped, and suddenly said ashamedly, "I'm not burping! I didn't eat anything...... I ate half an apple!"

"I know, I know. Han Jue smiled, and then there was the sound of the plastic bag squirming when it was opened.

"I'm afraid you don't have much appetite, so I brought you some porridge and some light dishes, you can eat some quickly. ”

"I didn't have an appetite, but now I have an appetite. Zhang Yiman hummed softly like a kitten.

"That's good. ”

"Uncle, what about you?"

"I didn't eat either, I'll eat with you. ”

Then there were two slight sounds of porridge in the hallway.

Zhang Yiman chewed the vegetables in his mouth and whispered, "It's so miserable, I was going to eat at that late-night cafeteria on a date today." ”

"That's also a date, na, the yolk of this salted duck egg is for you, and I'll eat the egg white," Han Jue said, "As long as two people are together, it's a date." ”

"Hey~"

"Don't hehe, eat quickly, your dad will call you later." ”

"Oooo

"Slow down, slow down. ”

"Hurry up or slow down......

Zhang Yaohui was silent for a moment, and silently sewed the door shut.

He bent his back and quietly moved back to the bed.

Looking at the back, it seems to be ten years old.