got off the plane, because he had greeted Joke in advance, he arranged for someone to pick up Wu Jiaer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info went straight to the hospital with his suitcase, and when he arrived at the ward, Bruce had already come out of surgery. He was on a ventilator with his eyes closed, lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, his left foot to his calf wrapped in a thick white cloth, and Wu Jiaer's tears flowed out unconsciously when he saw this scene. Biting her lower lip with her mouth, Bruce, who had once been fighting with her, was now lying on the bed like a glass doll.

When I touch it, I feel like it will break, because I am still in the IUC after the surgery, and I can't go in to visit. Wu Jiaer looked at the door of the ward for a while, wiped away his tears, and asked the decadent joke sitting in the chair, "He... Can you still go down the runway?" Joke glanced at her in surprise, as if wondering why she didn't ask what Bruce's injury was, and then shook his head and explained: "He has a torn fracture of his left ankle and a severe ligament strain, and it will take half a year to be able to walk on the ground, and he can trot at most if he takes care of it." But he still falls ill, walks a little lame, and usually can't see it, but he's very strict about being a model..."

She didn't want to know how Bruce got hurt, because she couldn't help him if she knew, she just wanted to know what happened to Bruce. But this answer made her a little unbearable, Bruce's love for the catwalk, just like her love for the stage back then, leaving her beloved stage, can Bruce withstand this blow? Wu Jiaer couldn't help but worry about him, Bruce, who had been in a coma for a day, finally woke up, and he woke up silent without saying a word. I stayed in the IUC for three days, and every day Wu Jiaer would go in and sit with him for a while, not saying anything, just holding his hand. From the IUC to the general ward, you can eat some liquid food, and Wu Jiaer goes to the hotel kitchen every day to open a small stove for him.

The chatter is homely and never mentions the injury, but Bruce is getting more and more silent day by day. After he was transferred to the general ward, Joke would come to see him every once in a while, except for the first day, when two people from the company came to appease Bruce, he never showed up again. She was arranged by Joke to the nearest hotel, and on this day, Wu Jiaer put the special preserved egg and lean porridge in the hotel kitchen in a thermos pot, and mentioned that in the hospital room, Bruce's assistant was peeling apples. Wu Jiaer knocked on the door and went in, then put the thermos pot on the bedside table and scooped porridge for him. I heard a frosted voice and asked, "Xiao Xu, has my mother called me?" I didn't speak for a few days, and my voice changed. Xiao Xu was stunned for a moment, did not answer directly, and said vaguely: "Maybe she was busy and forgot...".

Wu Jiaer next to her was also stunned, the first time she heard Bruce mention his mother, she thought that Bruce was an orphan like Deng Yu. So I usually pay attention to this aspect and try not to mention it, but I didn't expect his mother to be alive, but it doesn't seem to be very good. After listening to Xiao Xu's answer, Bruce sneered sarcastically: "She is so dedicated..." A few minutes later, Wu Jiaer heard a whimper from the quilt and patted Xiao Xu's shoulder to signal him to go out. Xiao Xu nodded and put down the apple, went out, and closed the door with his hand. Wu Jiaer sat on the hospital bed, not knowing how to comfort him, saying that God closed a door for you and will open a window for you. But the window is not as big as the door, and the world outside the window is always different from the world outside the door, and Bruce's sobbing sound is getting louder and louder. In addition to putting his hand on his quilt to make him feel his existence, let him know that he was not alone, he really came up with something to comfort him.

The crying voice became louder and louder, and after a while, I heard him say in a hoarse voice: "After my parents divorced, I followed my mother to the United States, and at the age of 15, I started shooting commercials and mixed in the fashion industry." I performed on stage at the age of 18, and I could hold up a show at the age of 20, but I am 26 years old this year, but I have to leave the stage, I have not started anything, I don't even have a high-value award, I am leaving, I am not reconciled... What should I do in the future, lame leg by leg everywhere to work, everywhere I can't imagine this picture, ears... I sometimes feel like I'm in a dream, and when I wake up, I'm fine, but every day when I wake up, I'm still in the white room, and I ..... "That day, Bruce said a lot, and Wu Jiaer sat next to him and was a good listener.

In China, in the office of the president of Beijing Lixing Company, the door was vigorously pushed open with a 'bang', making a buzzing rebound sound. Zheng Xing 'squeaked' his leather shoes, slapped his Chinese pieces on Deng Yu's desk, and then pulled his tie hard. Deng Yu picked up the document on the table suspiciously, it was Wu Jiaer's dense schedule of announcements, turned a few pages and put it down, Zheng Xing said in a deep voice: "When is it, you can come by her temperament, it's been a few days, if you don't come back, what will happen to these announcements? I have tried my best to maneuver, but I can't stop everyone's leisurely mouth! "The Emperor's Order" is good to say, "Far Marriage" is about to start publicity, CCTV premiered, and her faceless publicity as the heroine will cause criticism. ”

Holding his chin in his hand and thinking for a long time, Deng Yu said to Zheng Xing, who was sitting on the sofa smoking: "You go back first, I'll deal with this matter, I have a little friendship with the director of CCTV 8, and it should be okay to be accommodating." Zheng Xing laughed, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, got up and went out. When the door was closed, he glanced sideways at Deng Yu, he flipped through the notices again, and then dialed the internal phone. The rest of Zheng Xing didn't look at it, and gently closed the door, maybe as Deng Yu said, he couldn't let Wu Jiaer's star road go all the way, he couldn't allow her to live willfully, and he couldn't protect her from the darkness of the entertainment industry. If you are her best choice, then I am willing to take a step back, since you can't love each other until you grow old, then protect you until you are old, see you happy, it is also a kind of happiness, Wu Jiaer!

As the night gets darker, the city is still bustling and bustling. The neon lights light up the luxury of the city, and the Dragon City is still full of people, and the famous cars are parked at the door in rows, highlighting the unique local tyrant gold atmosphere of the Dragon City. On the twenty-third floor, the extra-large private room is divided into three rooms, the first is the dining room, and a large gilded table is placed in the middle, and there is a pile of leftovers waiting to be cleaned up on the table. The second room is a long wine cabinet, a large soft sofa, and a full range of singing equipment, and a group of people are crying wolf. The third room has entertainment equipment, a large billiard and bowling ball, but compared to the first and second rooms, the third room is not so popular and not very popular.

In the second room, Deng Yu was wearing a suit and leather shoes, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the sofa, held a glass of red wine in his hand, slowly swayed, and tasted a sip from time to time. From time to time, the eyes looked at the Zhuang Tai who was happy in the pile of beauties, and there was a breathtaking smile on the corner of the mouth, which made people dare not look directly, but after a closer look, they felt that the smile was very gentle. However, the aura of being close to the living is real, and he is the only one among the nine men in the audience who does not have a woman by his side.

(To be continued.) )