Actually, I want to

Look at the waves you've seen

Accompany you to be presumptuous young

You can find the antidote in your eyes

- The great insignificance

After receiving the request for lyrics, the recovery started a serious business mode, but she didn't write it out for a long time, and then thought of his pompous expression and words, she grabbed the paper and threw it into the trash.

She took out her mobile phone, opened the music playback software and searched for his name, and his hit songs were too many and the styles were very different, but she was indeed surprised that people as passionate and fanatical as him had written a lot of delicate Chinese style.

Probably, the melancholy temperament he had when he was a child has not yet been fully evaporated.

She remembered that he practiced the piano for at least two hours a day, and she could always hear the piano music coming from upstairs, good and bad, beautiful and noisy...... Count it in your ears.

So much so that after he moved out, she felt unaccustomed to the quiet environment around her when she was doing her homework.

After thinking about it, she pressed the play button, trying to find his characteristics in his previous songs, so as to arrange the meaning of the lyrics.

Fu Fu likes to write ancient romance stories, yearning for the kind of small town life where "the new boat is tender and the lotus root sprouts, the fishing nets are full of sunset, and the Qingge is more than a few families (Hetu song: two life deeds)", compared to the sad parting he sang in the past, she wanted to write a warm and tender word for him this time.

In fact, it is also out of selfishness, if his fans find a change in the style of the lyrics when they listen to the song, they will inevitably be interested in the lyricist column, so that her popularity will increase a little bit.

He paid a high price just to let her write a poem, which was his unusual but acceptable routine, and it was also a way for her to gain God's mercy.

With such emotions, she wrote late at night for the first time, and slept for a total of three or four hours by the time she got up in the morning.

Until she saw the reminder message of "blood drawing", she secretly regretted it and almost forgot about it.

She hurriedly went out, and when she went downstairs, she saw a WeChat message from Lin Huaijin: The contract has been sent, if it is convenient, I will ask you to sign it now.

"It's inconvenient, I'm ready to go out."

Out! Lin Huaijin, who received the information, was in good spirits, after so many days, she was finally willing to go out?

He was in high spirits, and quickly armed himself, maybe he could meet her outside once.

But when he ran to the garage, he found that her car was still parked in place, and he waited for a long time without seeing her figure, and then, the private detective sent a message saying: She walked to so-and-so garden.

Walking from here to that garden, twenty minutes away is not far, but it is not close, and what he can't understand is: why didn't she drive or take a taxi?

On the way to the garden, Lin Huaijin found her walking on the sidewalk, and after thinking about it, he also rejected the impulse to pretend to pass by, saying that he would give her a ride along the way.

He followed her slowly in a low gear, and finally watched her reach the door of a private villa, where the security guard immediately saluted her and opened the door to let her in.

The familiarity unsettled him, and he zoomed in on his camera to take a picture of the house number and sent it to the detective to ask, "Find out whose property this is?" ”

He waited on the side of the road for a long time, and the detective soon sent: Drunken urn.

Isn't that old man a real estate tycoon who opposes his father at every turn!

It is said that the old man was a poor and angry young man when he was young, and then somehow he desperately climbed up and climbed, through a series of illegal activities such as land grabbing and extortion, and finally got into the real estate business.

Lin Huaijin was kidnapped and extorted by a drunken urn when he was a child, how young he was at that time, looking at the pools of blood on the ground...... From then on, he was afraid of food with red liquid.

What an embarrassing and unbearable deed for him! But recovery, recovery, how could she be related to this kind of person?

He sat in the car and meditated for a long time, and the many speculations in his mind were stacked on top of each other, until she came out about twenty minutes later.

He drove up and was about to greet her, but as if she was sick, she staggered a few steps, and then squatted directly on the ground.

He hurriedly got out of the car and ran over, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?" ”

When she looked up, he saw her sweating on her forehead, her face dark, and her lips pale.

"Are you hypoglycemic?" He asked again.

Resuscitation's closed eyes barely opened a slit, and he saw his blurred face, "Head, dizzy." She struggled to spit out two words.

"Then I'll help you get in the car and rest first!" Lin Huaijin directly hugged her horizontally, but he was shocked when he got started, he thought she was a thin type when he saw her before, but he didn't expect her to be so light, he even doubted, did she have 90 pounds?

He put her in the passenger seat, gently patted her face and asked, "Susu, Susu!" Are you hypoglycemic, or is there something wrong with you? ”

She leaned back in her seat a little better, and her dry lips opened and said, "I think, drink sweet." ”

He couldn't help but say, looked around quickly, pulled on his mask while running, rushed to a convenience store to grab a few boxes of milk and bread to pay the bill, and quickly ran back to the car.

Holding the milk carton in both hands, bowing her head and sucking hard like a child, this is the first time Lin Huaijin has seen her so weak.

"Are you better?" He felt compassion and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head.

"Hmm." Resuscitation responds gently.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

She shook her head.

"You didn't have breakfast, did you?" Lin Huaijin looked at her like a symptom of low blood sugar, "Shall I take you to eat something, or send you home?" ”

She didn't have a good rest last night, and after being pumped 600 ml of fasting blood by the nurse, she refused to stay inside for breakfast. I wanted to follow the usual practice of taking a taxi back when she went out, but after walking a few steps, her eyes turned black and she almost fainted.

The feeling of imminent loss of consciousness left her helpless, and her growing weakness terrified her......

She reached out and put her hand on Lin Huaijin's arm on the steering wheel, and whispered, "You can take me to Dr. Huang." ”

His arm was flattered by the temperature of her through a layer of clothing, and he looked at her hand and asked, "Which Doctor Huang?" ”

"It's the famous psychiatrist, and there's one on the navigation."

Lin Huaijin searched for her mobile phone, and it was really as she said: very famous, many celebrities and celebrities and ladies admired for consultation, also known as the "high society" famous doctor, no matter who has to make an appointment to queue up, only three patients a day, residence and clinic are two-in-one...... Then he found the address of a villa.

thought that resuscitation was just a simple doctor, but the next scene made him stunned.