"Why are you so disobedient? If you don't recuperate at home, you have to come here. ”

After finishing the day's distribution of brochures, Rong Hang trotted all the way to Han Jiaxin's side after helping his colleagues in the hospital pack up the items he brought.

At this time, the assistant standing behind the wheelchair smiled, and was also very interested, and immediately waved his hand at Rong Hang, and then quickly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

Han Jiaxin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, listened to Rong Hang's gentle reproach, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, and then, with a slightly shy look, said: "I'm bored at home, I heard a joke that you are doing propaganda here, so I came over." ”

Rong Hang walked behind Han Jiaxin, pushed her in the direction of the parking lot little by little, and asked as he walked, "Is it?" How do I think I'm here to keep an eye on the field? ”

Han Jiaxin, who was exposed to his careful thinking, had a broken and broken attitude, and simply admitted directly: "Yes, I am here to keep an eye on the field, you were surrounded by so many beautiful girls just now, are you very proud?" ”

Rong Hang raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "Proud? yes, very proud. ”

When Han Jiaxin heard this, Rong Hang even admitted it, pouted, reached out to pull the wheels on both sides of the wheelchair, and said angrily: "Since you are proud, then you can continue to be proud of you, I can go back by myself." ”

Han Jiaxin's puffing appearance, Rong Hang knew at a glance that this little guy had been tricked again.

I saw him suddenly bend down, put his face next to Han Jiaxin's ear, and then whispered: "I'm proud that my girlfriend is coming to accompany me, such a sensible and caring girlfriend, it's not easy to find." ”

After Rong Hang said this, Han Jiaxin's face turned red, this sweet love word made her heart ripple like something.

This time, she was full of pride.

"Oh, then forgive you for your praise." Han Jiaxin deliberately suppressed the smile on his face and put on a small smug posture.

This little appearance, in Rong Hang's eyes, is really cute.

A doting smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Gollum—"

At this very sweet and happy moment, a sudden stomach scream broke the beautiful atmosphere.

"What? Hungry? Rong Hang heard the sound of Han Jiaxin's stomach and immediately asked gently.

Han Jiaxin nodded, rubbed his complaining little belly, and said aggrievedly: "I've been waiting for you for so long, I've been hungry for a long time, okay?" ”

"Okay, then I'll take my little director to eat delicious food, say, what do you want to eat?"

"Food stalls! I want to eat food stalls! ”

After being stuffy in the hospital for so many days, and when he came back, he was stared at by Rong Hang and could only eat light vegetarian food, which was almost like being tortured for foodie Han Jiaxin.

She desperately needs a junk food meal to revive herself.

But to be honest, as a doctor and boyfriend, Rong Hang didn't want Han Jiaxin, who was still in a plaster, to eat such non-nutritious food.

But looking at the little guy in the wheelchair looking pitiful and pleading, he was still reluctant to refuse her request.

Therefore, after Han Jiaxin used coquettish tactics to pull for a few minutes, Rong Hang was finally defeated.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to eat, but before you recover from your foot injury, only this time, not an example!"

"Yes, follow Dr. Rong's teachings!"

Han Jiaxin raised his hand and saluted Rong Hang.

This naughty look really looks like a three-year-old child.

In this way, Rong Hang pushed Han Jiaxin, who was dancing with his hands, to the parking lot, this night was happy and sweet for them.

But at the same time, in the recording studio of Lexing Entertainment Company, Lu Ruotian, who was recording a sample for the new album of the boy group, was in a completely different mood.

Although Lu Ruotian is talented, any creation is not easy to capture, and it still needs to be carefully crafted.

This is the third day that Lu Ruotian has been buried in the studio, and he must record a sample of the entire album before the end of today.

After all, this is the condition for him to exchange the return of the "Kitchen in the Kitchen" program, and since he promised Su Han, he must do it.

"Ahh Eleven fifty-three, just right. ”

After nearly five hours of busyness, Lu Ruotian finally recorded all the samples of the ten songs of the new album.

Because he had to catch an early flight to W City to participate in a commercial performance event the next day, for Lu Ruotian, there was only less than four hours of rest left.

Lu Ruotian sat on the sofa in the recording studio, looking at the clock on the wall, it was already past twelve o'clock.

I don't know if it's because he's too involved in creation, or because he's too excited, he can't sleep.

took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Rong Ling tentatively, but there was no response for a long time, and it seemed that he should be asleep.

Lu Ruotian sat on the sofa, looking at the chat records with Rong Ling these days, and all kinds of memories came to his heart.

Recalling that in that long dream, he met Rong Ling for the first time in the palace of the Dajing Dynasty, when she was being attacked.

Incarnated as General Lu Yan, he happened to pass by and rescued her, but unexpectedly, he started a love that spanned two spaces.

He taught her to practice swords in the garden, she brought a bowl of hot noodles when he returned from his expedition, and even, at the most critical moment, she accompanied him to guard the city gates.

All of this flashed through Lu Ruotian's mind like a movie.

Although I have been awake from that dream for a long time, those pictures are still clearly visible, as if it happened yesterday.

Lu Ruotian looked down at the photos in Rong Ling's circle of friends, and the familiar face was the same as in the dream.

He raised his hand and gently touched Rong Ling's cheek on the screen, and the thoughts in his heart rolled with the touch.

"Ling'er, I want you to think of me, but I'm afraid that you will remember those pasts. Should I let you know what the hell is going to be? Or, in fact, it is better for you to forget? ”

Lu Ruotian looked at the photo of Rong Ling on the screen and fell into deep thought, he was so entangled for the first time, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

How he wished he had the ability to predict good and bad as he did in that dream.

However, dreams are dreams, and nothing can replace reality.

Lu Ruotian is the Lu Ruotian of this world, and he can no longer be the general Lu Yan in that dream.

Many things, from the moment you wake up from a dream, have disappeared.

Being able to keep Rong Ling is already his greatest luck.

"Ding Dong"

Just when Lu Ruotian was still pondering the things in his dream, the mobile phone that had not responded for a long time suddenly rang, it was a WeChat message.

"I was just taking a shower before I dried my hair and lay down. Why don't you sleep so late? Still busy? It was Rong Ling's reply.

"I'm done, I have something to say to you."

"What?"

"I've missed you."

At night, there are always hidden secrets and emotions of people.

There is beautiful love, and naturally there is also conspiracy and calculation.

Just like Zheng Yuwei and Chen Di, who just got off the plane, seem to be already planning, two days later, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, what will happen...