He was sure that in this play, although there was a plot of playing the piano, there was no need to use a few sheet music.

Como didn't say a word, thought for a few seconds, and withdrew his gaze.

……

Recently, the rainy weather has swept Y City, which lasted for a whole month, but Yue Chen has to shoot a rainy scene these days.

Commo stood outside the studio with a large bath towel in his arms, and after the director shouted the card hoarsely, he walked over and covered him.

After Luo Xu, who also came out wet, saw it, he stopped moving, the corners of his lips were pursed motionless, and he let others lightly drape him with a bath towel.

Not far away, Yue Chen seemed to notice something, glanced coldly in Luo Xu's direction, and then took Ke Mo into a wide bath towel, raised his perfect chin slightly, and pulled his lips at him mockingly.

Ke Mo, who was pulled coldly: "...... Walk well. ”

Yue Chen let out a low "oh", then circled him tighter, and said with a smile: "But it's a little cold, what if you catch a cold?" ”

Comer didn't take him seriously.

Unexpectedly, Yue Chen's words became a prophecy.

After Ke Mo and the director took leave, they went back to the room and looked at the thermometer handed over by Yue Chen, who was lying on the bed, and their brows jumped invisibly, "I didn't expect you to be like this." ”

Yue Chen had an ice pack on his head, and when he heard the words, he looked at him carefully, as if he was afraid that Commo would say something weak about him.

Fortunately, Como was not mean, and after thinking about it, there was still no follow-up.

He thought that Yuechen would get better after taking some medicine and sleeping, but Ke Mo didn't expect that he would get sicker day by day, and the fever temperature would rise even more.

Finally, under his expressionless questioning, Yue Chen whispered the facts: "I don't sleep well and can kick the quilt." ”

"Let's hang the water." Hearing this, Ke Mo probed his forehead and couldn't help but say.

"Nope." Yue Chen's head shook like a rattle, "I'm not going." ”

Ke Mo looked at him, and Yue Chen shook his head. Ke Mo still looked at him, and the more dusty his head shook harder, and finally shook himself a little dizzy, and he always insisted on not going.

Ke Mo is not good at coercion, and in the end he can't, so he said with a cold face: "Then I'll go find the rope." ”

"Do what?"

I don't know if it's his delusion, Yue Chen's beautiful eyes seem to be faintly looking forward to it.

Ke Mo said coldly: "I can't control you, I can't control the quilt." ”

"......" Yue Chen understood, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and his teeth were a little itchy and wilting, "Can't you sleep with me all night......"

For a moment, Commo thought he was hallucinating.

"Excuse me, how old are you?" Como asked lightly.

Fortunately, Yue Chen was still ashamed, knowing that this request was shameful, but he still hesitated embarrassedly: "But when I was sick before, I would be accompanied by my family." ”

"Why don't I take you home?" Ke Mo looked at him and said subconsciously.

When Yue Chen heard this, he was sullen and didn't speak, and only after a long time did he say in a low voice: "Then, I'll take the medicine." ”

Seeing this, Ke Mo suddenly remembered that his background was running away from home, although it was not clear what the specific reason was, but it should be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, he was a little unspeakably unbearable, and Ke Mo pursed his lips.

Seeing Yue Chen lowering his eyes, his long eyelashes seemed to be lost, drooping down, and he even raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

After recovering from the depression, he didn't hear Ke Mo's answer for a long time, Yue Chen looked up, but saw that Ke Mo had always been paralyzed and seemed to be pondering something, as if he was still a little embarrassed.