When waiting for the other party to arrive, Ye Ange found that his right foot was cut, and there were some small glass shards under his left foot.

Just now, I was only chasing the car, and I didn't feel any pain at all.

Sitting on the side of the road with high heels, Ye Ange could only wait for Fu Chen with peace of mind.

Ten minutes later, Fu Chen always saw Ye Ange on the road.

The hair that had been tied up had fallen out, and he was sitting alone on the side of the road, looking a little embarrassed.

"Ye Ange."

When he approached, Fu Chen called the other party's name softly.

"Fu Chen, you're here."

Ye Ange's eyes lit up suddenly, and he wanted to get up, but there was a pain in his feet.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that Ye Ange's body was unstable, Fu Chen hurriedly stepped forward to support the other party.

"My feet hurt."

Xiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her little face showed a look of pain.

The corners of Fu Chen's lips tightened, he picked up the other party and found a place to put it down, and held up the pair of bare feet with his big hands to check.

When he saw the wound on his right foot, the slimy blood on it made his heart tremble.

Continue to look at the left foot, the broken glass underneath, is also shocking.

"I saw Shin Shin being pulled into a car, and I chased it for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't catch up. However, I have written down the license plate number, do you know any friends from the police station, and see if you can find it. ”

didn't see Fu Chen's face getting darker and darker, Ye Ange's heart was full of Chu Zixin's comfort.

Looking up at the anxiety on Ye Ange's face, Fu Chen wanted to talk about her, but the words still changed when his mouth came.

"Treat the wound first, I'll help you find it."

After taking off his coat and shirt, Fu Chen took out a knife from the keychain.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, undress.

"Bandage your wounds."

Use a knife to cut off the hem of the shirt and cut a strip, and gently wrap it around Ye Ange's right foot.

But the fragments under his left foot were not easy to deal with, so Fu Chen could only get dressed and squatted in front of Ye Ange.

"Come up."

"Where?"

Looking at the entangled right foot in a daze, Ye Ange was already a little dazed.

No man has ever held his feet, and no one has made such a gesture so carefully.

"I'll carry you to the pharmacy."

"But who you are."

"Nothing is as important as your injury."

Nothing...... Am I heavy or not?

Ye Ange's heart tightened, and he felt that something was about to overflow.

"You're a loser, and you think you're important."

There used to be someone who always said this about Ye Ange, but now some people say that she is very important.

She is not an easily moved person, but at this time, Fu Chen's words evoked memories that she didn't want to recall.

The tip of his nose was sore, Ye Ange stretched out his hand to wrap around the other party's neck, and put his whole person on Fu Chen's back.

"Why don't you speak, you can't usually speak."

Walking on the edge of the street with Ye Ange on his back, Fu Chen asked with a sideways face.

"I don't want to talk."

Ye Ange told the truth and buried his head on Fu Chen's shoulder.

"Bear with me, I seem to have seen a pharmacy when I came."

Thinking that the other party didn't want to talk because of pain, Fu Chen quickened his pace and went to the pharmacy with his memory.

The cool wind blew through at night, blowing away the tears in Ye Ange's eyes, making her hands holding Fu Chen tighten slightly.

Although the movement was small, Fu Chen still noticed it.

"At the front."

Looking at the light around the corner, Fu Chen quickened his pace and went directly to Ye Ange on his back.

Because his appearance is too eye-catching, he was recognized as soon as he entered the store.

"It's Fu Chenye, and he's carrying a woman on his back."

"Wow, it won't be a girlfriend."

Ye Ange was afraid of this situation, he would see people, and he couldn't wait to fold his face.

"What do you need?"

The clerk was a girl about twenty years old, and when she saw the national male god Fu Chen coming in, her nervous heart was about to jump out.

"My sister has a foot injury, do you have a doctor here to deal with it?"

Generally, pharmacies will have doctors on duty, but I don't know if there are any during this period.

"Yes, yes, our doctor is in the break room."

The girl said, turning and trotting away.

As for the other customers in the store, this will already be unknowingly crowding around.

Combing Ye Ange's hair to cover his face, Fu Chen stood up and looked at them.

"Hello, my sister is not an insider, please don't take pictures. If you want to sign it, you can come here. ”

As soon as these words came out, several girls couldn't wait to rush over.

After a while, the clerk came over with a woman who looked like a doctor.

Considering Fu Chen's identity, he specially invited the people in the store out, and then began to help Ye Ange treat his wounds.

"Brother."

When he broke the glass, Ye Ange couldn't help but exhale.

It's just that this "brother" is too coquettish, and Fu Chen's body stiffens suddenly.

Forcibly held the other party's small hand calmly, and hugged Ye Ange's shoulder tightly with the other arm to prevent her from moving.

"It's no big deal, don't let the wound get wet for these two days."

Subsequently, the doctor asked Fu Chen to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs, and the two left the pharmacy.

"Does it still hurt?"

After leaving the pharmacy, Fu Chen asked on his back.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm worried about Chu Zixin, otherwise let's call the police."

Fu Chen was very helpless when he heard this, found an empty place to put Ye Ange down, took out his mobile phone and walked away to start making calls.

A few minutes later, Ye Ange's mobile phone rang, and it was actually Chu Zixin calling.

"An An's sorry, I'm sorry. I came out with a friend, and I'm safe now, and I'll be back later. ”

Chu Zixin didn't expect that he had only been out for an hour, and Ye Ange almost had to call the police.

Looking at a certain man with a ruffian smile on the bed, he really hated itchy.

"It's okay, I'm just worried about you."

Intuition told Ye Ange that something must have happened to Chu Zixin, but her friends said that it was safe, and she had better wait for the other party to come back to find out.

Hanging up the phone, Ye Ange's heart that had been hanging finally returned to its place.

"How did you find her?"

When she turned around to face Fu Chen, Ye Ange's eyes were guarded, she minded that the other party easily found Chu Zixin, as if she knew where she had gone in advance.

"I think you should wait for her to come back and explain."

Squatting down, Fu Chen's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Don't look at me like that, I just happened to find someone who knows her whereabouts."

"Who? Who knows her whereabouts? ”

"Ye Ange, can you tell me who helped you get it last time, so that those people in the crew all posted the same Weibo?"

Fu Chen didn't answer the rhetorical question, and Ye Ange seemed relieved.

Last time, Chu Zixin was worried about herself and wanted to help Ye Ange. Ye Ange told the other party that he already had a countermeasure, but unfortunately it was still very difficult to implement.

But Chu Zixin did it, she just told Ye Ange that she had a friend she knew, as for who that friend was, Ye Ange didn't ask deeply at the time.

Chu Zixin has not been good in the entertainment industry over the years, because she speaks too straight and doesn't like to do tricks behind her back. Therefore, some opportunities are often snatched away by those who take shortcuts.

Ye Ange knew that she shouldn't doubt Chu Zixin, but at this moment she hesitated.

"Fu Chen, I want to go back to the hotel to rest."

Lowering his eyes, Ye Ange decided that he didn't want to. Instead of being suspicious of your friends, you should meet and ask straightforward questions.

"Let's take a taxi, I really can't carry it."

Not wanting Ye Ange to be cranky, Fu Chen gave the other party a smile.

"Hmm."

Ye Ange nodded, and the two stopped a taxi together.

Hugged the other party into the back seat, and Fu Chen sat down beside Ye Ange.

Xu was tired of running just now, and Ye Ange squinted his eyes not long after he got in the car.

The big hand put the other party's head on his shoulder, and Fu Chen's gaze fell on the window.

Looking at the posture of the two snuggling together, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

When he arrived at the hotel, Ye Ange was woken up by Fu Chen, with a hint of cuteness in his sleepy eyes.

"Can you do it yourself?"

Throwing himself through the window, Fu Chen asked Ye Ange under the car.

"Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore."

It was impossible for her to let Fu Chen carry her upstairs again, so she could only pretend to be calm and forget the pain under her feet.

When he walked into the elevator, Ye Ange was almost sitting on the ground.

If it weren't for the pharmacy clerk who kindly found herself a pair of slippers, she would have entered the hotel barefoot.

That's right, heels.

"Sir, you forgot your girlfriend's shoes."

I don't understand why this guest didn't get out of the car with his girlfriend, but the other party's shoes were forgotten in the car, and the driver master kindly folded them back.

Fortunately, the guest was still standing in front of the hotel, still holding a cigarette in his hand.

"Thank you."

Throwing away half of the cigarette, Fu Chen took the silver high heels handed over by the taxi driver, and the picture of carrying Ye Ange on his back just now came to mind.

When I walked to the fifth floor, the door of the opposite room was closed, and I raised my hand on the door, and finally gave up.

Ye Ange had just arrived in the room, sitting on the sofa and looking at his feet wrapped in gauze, not to mention how depressed he was.

Thinking that he would have his own role tomorrow, Ye Ange finally decided to come up with the script.

Early the next morning, he heard someone knocking on the door, and Ye Ange, who was woken up, rubbed his sour eyes and stepped on the ground.

"Yikes!"

She had forgotten about her injury, it would still be hot under her feet.

Looking up at the script falling on the ground, I felt a little uncomfortable in my body.

"Here we are."

Responding weakly, he opened the door and saw silver high heels in mid-air.

"Yesterday you dropped your shoes in the taxi."

The person who came was Fu Chen, and Ye Ange had a little disappointment in his heart.

"You didn't go to bed?"

Looking at the mess on the sofa in the living room, and Ye Ange's slippers still on the ground in front of the sofa, a pair of eyes became dark.

"I came back and read the lines, but I didn't expect to fall asleep."

Rubbing his messy hair, Ye Ange returned to sit on the sofa in a strange way.

"Does it still hurt?"

Subconsciously walked in front of Ye Ange, Fu Chen held up the other party's feet to check.

"It doesn't hurt much."

The ankle was held by the other party, and Ye Ange's cheeks were a little hot.

"I've already asked the director for leave, our scenes will be filmed tomorrow, and you can rest in your room today."

"That's not to delay the progress, how can this be done."

Ye Ange doesn't like to drag his feet, and the foot injury is not too serious.

"You are filming with an injury, and if it becomes serious, it will really delay the progress."

Untying the gauze and looking at the wound that had recovered well, Fu Chen's face finally eased.

"I've ordered a meal for you, and I'll send it over later, so if you need anything, send me WeChat."