Hong Xiaoqiao watched the doctor carefully cut the hair from Wang Zijun's wound with surgical scissors, and a shocking wound was exposed from between the hair, and couldn't help but say, "Doctor, be careful, don't touch the wound." ”

The doctor wore a mask and did not talk. He quickly cut off the hair from the wound and cleaned it with alcohol and medical cotton before taking off his mask and saying, "It will take about four stitches." ”

"I need stitches." Hong Xiaoqiao saw that the doctor took out the sutures and the crooked needle, thinking that it was going to be worn around on Wang Zijun's scalp like sewing clothes, and his body couldn't help but shudder.

Wang Zijun was sweating profusely in pain, and he didn't feel anything when he first hit it, but after being treated by the doctor, his head now hurts as if someone had split it from the top of his head. He saw the nurse take out a syringe, thinking that it was to inject anesthetic, thinking of the saying that anesthesia hurts his brain, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, so he hurriedly said: "No need for anesthetic." ”

"No anesthetic?" The doctor was stunned for a moment, and then persuaded, "Hou Sheng, this is a stitch on the scalp, and it is very painful without anesthetic." ”

"No, no, no." Wang Zijun hates brain-dead people the most in his life, but he doesn't want to become brain-dead, he would rather endure the pain for a while.

The doctor was helpless and waved at the nurse, who handed Wang Zijun a wet towel and asked him to bite into his mouth.

"Hmm......" Wang Zijun trembled in pain, and his teeth tightened.

The doctor's words came through the mask: "I told you that it hurts, I haven't even pricked the first shot, and you just hit the wound and you hurt like this." ”

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "Wang Zijun's hands were clenched into fists, and his gums were biting out blood. Only then did I know that Guan Erye was not good, not to mention scraping bones to cure poison, before this injection was over, he almost fainted in pain.

Hong Xiaoqiao couldn't bear it when he saw his painful appearance, after all, it was his own negligence that made Wang Zijun hurt. What's more, at that moment, if he hadn't blocked his forehead with his arm, he might have been the one who broke the phase.

Hong Xiaoqiao sat beside him, and Qianqiansu reached over and grabbed Wang Zijun's fist, which was the only comfort she could make.

At the moment of the car accident just now, Hong Xiaoqiao felt like he was going to die. By the time her mind returned to her brain, she was being held in the arms of a man whose own head was bleeding.

What would he do if his fiancé were in the same situation? No, he will definitely not do this, he will definitely choose to protect himself first, because no matter how handsome and elegant he is, he is a selfish and cold-blooded person in his bones.

Thinking that her fiancé was going to come back from the United States a few days later, Hong Xiaoqiao had a headache.

No, I'm going to resist!

Hong Xiaoqiao looked at Wang Zijun, thinking that it would be okay to change to him, at least he wouldn't be annoying.

After a needle, Wang Zijun felt as if someone was drilling his head with an electric drill. His fingernails had already punctured his palms, and as soon as he let go of his hand and tried to grasp the armrest of the chair, the doctor pricked it with another needle.

"Ah......" Hong Xiaoqiao snorted softly, then gritted her teeth and endured the pain, Wang Zijun grabbed her little hand tightly, as if she wanted to shake it away.

"Whew!" The doctor took off his mask and exhaled, and asked the nurse to bandage Wang Zijun's wound. He has never operated on an unanesthetized patient, and the pressure is no less than that of Wang Zijun.

The nurse lady had obviously recognized Wang Zijun a long time ago, and she was extremely gentle when bandaging. After wrapping the bandage, he took the initiative to wipe his face with a hot towel, and kept saying things like adoration and liking in his mouth.

"Thank you!" Wang Zijun's whole head was wooden now, and he almost fell down when he got up from the chair, but Hong Xiaoqiao hurriedly held him up.

After Wang Zijun stood firm, he found that Hong Xiaoqiao had several bruised fingerprints on the back of his hand, and he didn't think that he had just scratched it, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I hurt your hand." ”

"Nothing." Hong Xiaoqiao quickly covered his hand, and the pain in his hand seemed to transform into a strange feeling.

The doctor prescribed some anti-inflammatory medicine and said, "I remember that the stitches were removed two weeks later. ”

……

"Ah, the car crashed like this, how can I go back and explain to Uncle Zheng?" Hong Xiaoqiao looked at the disfigured front of the car and said with annoyance.

Wang Zijun asked with some curiosity: "How long have you been driving?" ”

Hong Xiaoqiao replied slightly embarrassed: "It's been three years, I got my driver's license at the age of eighteen, and today is an accident." ”

Three years? Wang Zijun couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

"I'll do it." Wang Zijun doesn't care whether his identity will be exposed, he doesn't want to hand over his hard-won life to a road killer.

Seeing Wang Zijun snatch the key in her hand and skillfully start the car after entering the cab, Hong Xiaoqiao was surprised: "You actually lied to me that you don't know how to drive." ”

"Didn't you show me how?" Wang Zijun said with a helpless expression, "No way, for some geniuses, they can drive a car at a glance." ”

Hong Xiaoqiao didn't believe his nonsense, and he read it in pieces, and he didn't know who he was cursing.

"You're here to show me, I'm not familiar with this place." Wang Zijun said and asked, "Are you going to eat?" ”

"Eat whatever you want." After a car accident, Hong Xiaoqiao lost any appetite.

Wang Zijun didn't know where to eat, so he turned two streets slowly, and actually came to the door of the Regal Hotel, and his heart moved, so he stopped.

"Brother Tiger!" The two walked into the hotel, and met the younger brother in the Bamboo Union Gang along the way, and they all respectfully took the initiative to say hello to Wang Zijun. Guy Wang Zijun's brother has officially returned to the gang.

Hong Xiaoqiao was surprised: "You, you are actually black. Road! ”

Wang Zijun smiled lightly and didn't explain much, the same was true of his original intention of bringing Hong Xiaoqiao here.

The ambiguous affection between the two made Wang Zijun a little alert, he didn't know anything about Hong Xiaoqiao's mysterious background, which was undoubtedly very dangerous.

In history, Hong Xiaoqiao will fade out of the music scene next year and marry a rich son, and his married life is very unharmonious, and he divorced within a few years. After that, she was alone with her children and never remarried.

This is obviously a political marriage, if he gets involved before his strength is not strong, I am afraid that he will attract strong opposition from Hong Xiaoqiao's family, and even secretly calculate himself.

Therefore, Wang Zijun simply showed his inglorious past and built a gap between the two.

Hong Xiaoqiao frowned slightly, and followed behind Wang Zijun silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

The amorous Man Lu walked downstairs, and after seeing Wang Zijun, he tapped his finger on his forehead and said angrily: "Ah Hu, now that you have become a celebrity, do you look down on your sister?" ”

"How so? Aren't I busy? Wang Zijun said with a haha, and then asked, "By the way, what about my brother?" ”

"Who knows, it's been a hell of a few days." Manna saw Hong Xiaoqiao behind Wang Zijun, her eyes lit up, and she went to pull Hong Xiaoqiao's hand and said, "You are Ah Hu's girlfriend, you look so beautiful!" ”

Her tutor since childhood made Hong Xiaoqiao subconsciously reject a amorous woman like Manna, and she took a step back, just avoiding Manna's outstretched hand, which made the latter quite embarrassed.

"Ahem." Wang Zijun coughed and said, "Sister Xue, this is my friend, Hong Xiaoqiao." ”

Manna was torn between black and white, and she had her own skills, and she smiled unremittingly and said, "Hello, my name is Li Xue, and I am Zijun's brother's friend. ”

Seeing Manna's enthusiastic smile, Hong Xiaoqiao was a little embarrassed and replied, "Hello." ”

Manna saw that Hong Xiaoqiao didn't seem to like her very much, so she beckoned the waiter to arrange a seat for the two of them and took care of the business by herself.

According to the later version, the Regal Hotel is a comprehensive entertainment club, with private rooms on the upper floor, but it is no different from an ordinary nightclub below.

The hall was dimly lit, and a folk singer was holding a guitar and singing softly.

Hong Xiaoqiao and Wang Zijun sat opposite each other, were silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Did you do it on purpose?" ”

Wang Zijun smiled: "I just want to show a real me, between friends, it seems that there should be nothing to hide." ”

"Then you treat me as a friend?" Hong Xiaoqiao asked.

Wang Zijun asked rhetorically: "Aren't we friends?" ”

Hong Xiaoqiao said angrily: "Even if it's a friend, who wants to see your!" ”

Wang Zijun shrugged his shoulders and said that he was innocent.

Hong Xiaoqiao drank the juice silently, and he didn't know whether it was anger or loss in his heart. She had just tried to contact a man, but she had hit a wall directly.

One thing she knew was clear: the family would never agree with her and a black. Men of Taoist origin socialize.

As for his fiancé, Hong Xiaoqiao admitted that he was not bad-looking and very knowledgeable and talented. But the two couldn't talk together every time, she played her own music and, and every word of the other party was inseparable from business, and her mouth was full of copper smell.

Hong Xiaoqiao kept comparing Wang Zijun with his fiancé in his mind, and the final result was that the more he looked at Wang Zijun, the more pleasing it was.

But this guy actually rejected me in this way!

Thinking that after graduating from college, he was about to be forced to get married, Hong Xiaoqiao felt that his life was bleak.

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving

I woke up crying

Watch the night breeze blow across the windowsill

Can you feel my love......"

Suddenly, a familiar singing voice came from the stage, and the folk singer kept pace with the times, singing the songs that had gone viral in the past few days on the acoustic guitar.

Hong Xiaoqiao was a little stupid when he listened to it, and couldn't help asking: "Did you write this song for a girl?" ”

Wang Zijun replied ambiguously: "Sort of." ”

"Can you sing me a song then?" Hong Xiaoqiao was a little depressed.

Wang Zijun is a surname who bullies the hard and is afraid of the soft, seeing Hong Xiaoqiao's pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it, and agreed: "Okay! ”

Waiting for the folk singer to finish singing, Wang Zijun rushed to the stage in three or two steps.

People saw an Indian young man with a three-haired style snatch the singer's guitar, whispered a few words, and ousted the folk singer from the stage.

"He's Wang Zijun!" One of the guests actually recognized him.

"It's really him!"

"Wang Zijun, we want to listen to "Childhood"!"

"I want to listen to the Rondo!"

“……”

Wang Zijun picked up the microphone with a smile and signaled everyone to be quiet: "The following song "Confidant" is for my friends!" ”

When everyone heard that he was going to sing a new song, they immediately fell silent and waited eagerly.

"Night slowly rises / Thoughts come up again

Yesterday's friends / will never be lost

Keep the memories alive / We are together again

Familiar faces / Never separated

What a familiar voice / evokes in my ears

……

I used to laugh / I also silently remembered

The process of growing up / You and I together

The journey of growth / You and I together"

"Just a confidant?" The beautiful singing voice made Hong Xiaoqiao feel complicated.

Looking at the guests who were intoxicated by the singing, the young man on the stage was still so dazzling, even if his head was bandaged and turned into a pig's head.

Why should I obey my family's arrangement and marry that man who is full of money?

With the faint light, Hong Xiaoqiao looked down at the bruises pinched out by the person in his hand, as if they were immortal marks branded on it.