The nurse came back just in time with the tray, and the two people hurriedly got out of the way.
When the door was pushed open, Jiahe stood in a position where he could see the window and took a panicked glance.
He was still in the same posture, but his expression was much different.
When he saw the nurse coming in, he just stretched out an arm and listened to the phone attentively.
"Why is it so important?"
Jiahe blurted out and asked before feeling inappropriate.
"I don't know either," Ah Qing whispered, "but according to the phone calls from Teacher Yi and the lawyer, the company is in the process of handover.
It may be that after the divorce, it will be handed over to Tianchu."
She said it seriously, and the complaint in her eyes was obvious. .
It's okay if you don't listen, but it will be even more embarrassing if you hear it.
Jiahe forced a smile: "Don't say this."
When she got through the phone, she realized that Xiao Ou had been called back temporarily, so she had to call Qiao Qiao again.
The person on the other end acted like an adult and didn't care about the faults of the villain, and told her to come downstairs to bask in the sun for a while.
Jiahe could only stroll downstairs and watched several reporters carrying cameras smoking downstairs, vaguely mentioning the names of Yi Wenze and Tianchu.
The hospital gate was very crowded, and she was afraid that Qiao Qiao wouldn't see her, so she stood outside the gate, stepping on the ten-centimeter-high concrete edge of the flower bed, with her pockets in her pockets, looking at each person or pairs of people in boredom, sizing up their faces.
The look on his face compiles the stories behind him, which should be regarded as professional practice.
"Jiahe."
Qiao Qiao called her in Shanghainese and honked the horn.
Jiahe didn't regain his composure for a moment.
He looked at her for half a second before reacting and hurriedly ran to the car.
"I've been calling you for a long time," Qiaoqiao complained, "What are you thinking of that makes others look at me?"
"I'm thinking of a new script."
Jiahe responded casually, took out the cold coffee from the plastic bag and took a sip.
Because there was a nameplate of the production company on the front windshield, the reporters at the gate came over and took a look at it with their cameras.
After confirming that they were just two unknown women, they put down their cameras and continued chatting in a low voice. .
Qiao Qiao laughed and said that if she had known better, she would have brought Liao Jing here.
There will be a scene where the hero and heroine fall in love due to the drama, and the old love will visit frequently.
The investors of the two dramas must be happy.
Just as she was talking happily, the security guard came to pat the car door to remind her that the car was blocking the entrance, so she started the car and left the hospital.
The journey was smooth.
"Help me book the train ticket, I want to go back to Shanghai."
Jiahe watched the houses on both sides retreat quickly, and then remembered the useless words he had with Yi Wenze in the hospital just now.
"Your idol is having surgery tonight, and there is still 24 hours in the ICU.
You are so willing to leave."
Qiao Qiao quickly overtook the car and teased casually.
"My phone is broken.
I have to go back and buy a new one.
There is still a lot of trouble in Beijing."
Seeing that she was driving too hard, Jiahe took out his seat belt and buckled it after a long time.
"It's okay to go back," Qiao Qiao turned the steering wheel and turned into a small road, "Anyway, we've almost finished shooting.
When Yi Wenze can get out of bed in two months, we'll just add a few shots.
The same goes for you here.
What a waste of time."
Qiao Qiao babbled a few more words, asking Jiahe to go back to Shanghai to show her the house and so on.
Jiahe listened absently and stared at the path in front of him, always feeling familiar.
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He didn't react until he saw the sign of the tea restaurant.
Come here, isn't this the place where I had breakfast with my idol that day and was photographed?
Because it was close to Qingming Festival, tickets were a little tight.
It was already the second day that Jiahe got the tickets, and the bus was at six o'clock in the evening.
Just as she threw her salute into the car and sat in the passenger seat, Ah Qing was getting out of another car and walking towards the hotel lobby.
"Aqing," Qiaoqiao stopped and called her, "How is Teacher Yi?"
Ah Qing turned around and found Qiao Qiao in the car after searching for a long time.
He immediately smiled brightly and said, "I have been transferred to the general ward.
I am in good condition.
I started talking about the new script as soon as I got out."
Qiao Qiao said, "Go ahead."
Then she whispered to Jiahe, "Why don't you call me to say hello?"
Jiahe rolled his eyes at her, immediately picked up the mobile phone he borrowed from Qiaoqiao, dialed the number in Beijing, and began to whisper about his schedule and set a time for the meeting.
The car bumped all the way to Yiwu Railway Station, and it was completely dark.
Jiahe approached the train station with his luggage, and when he squeezed into the waiting hall among the crowds of people, he saw the notice that the train was delayed, so he could only find a seat and sit down.
There were people everywhere in front of her, either talking on the phone or chatting in low voices, with all kinds of incomprehensible accents.
It wasn’t until the third time she looked at the ticket in boredom and compared the train number with the display screen that she felt she should call.
I called him to say hello.
After all, I visited him yesterday and he helped me a lot.
It wasn't until she pulled out her phone that she remembered that she didn't actually have Yi Wenze's phone number.
She hesitated before sending a text message to Qiao Qiao.
After a while, the text message came back, which was a series of numbers and a joke from Qiaoqiao.
The green numbers gradually formed a row on the screen.
After pressing the dial button, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.
A steady beep means the line is busy.
Jiahe let out a long sigh.
He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or thankful.
After hanging up the phone, he found that the flow of people suddenly started to move.
The waiting on the screen changed to checking in.
He hurriedly picked up the box and followed the flow of people.
The ticket gate was very narrow, and there was only one row of people to pass, but she squeezed through three rows.
She finally reached the gate, and when she took out the ticket, her cell phone rang.
"Hurry up," the person behind him urged impatiently.
Jiahe hurriedly handed out the ticket and rushed through the ticket gate.
The flow of people was going in one direction, but she pulled the box against the flow, hid in a corner, and quickly pressed the phone to her ear.
"Hello."
It was Yi Wenze's voice over there.
"Teacher Yi, it's me."
Jiahe blocked the other ear so that he could hear clearly.
He seemed to be smiling, "We've arrived at the train station."
"Well, I was checking tickets just now."
“Not on the bus yet” "Um."
"Wait a minute," someone seemed to be talking over Yi Wenze's side.
He whispered an apology in Cantonese, and then said to this side, "You can talk while walking."
Jiahe was greatly embarrassed, so he said hello, and found that the flow of people had begun to decrease, so he immediately grabbed the box and caught up with the flow.
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“The train station is so crowded” "A lot, it's still late.
I've been waiting for a long time."
Jiahe wanted to say more words to avoid letting him hear his nervousness, but he found that what he said was all nonsense that had nothing to do with him.
The wheels at the bottom of the box clicked.
There were fewer and fewer people in front of her, and she had to look up to find her seat in the carriage.
She found that she was unlucky enough to be in the last section and had to walk the farthest way.
The flight attendants stood chatting in groups of three or two, and some kind-hearted ones urged Jiahe to leave faster.
Yi Wenze seemed to have heard it over there and remained silent until Jiahe entered the car and exhaled softly, then he asked: "Get in the car."
"Well," Jiahe held the phone and avoided people, "Sorry, Teacher Yi, I'll find a seat first."
Because he got up late, the car had already begun to move slowly.
"good."
She walked to her seat.
A big boy next to her saw that she was small and obviously couldn't lift the box.
He immediately stood up and offered a hand.
She said thank you and then sat down against the window: "I'm ready."
“How long is the train?”
"Two hours, probably."
"I have a friend here who just came from Shanghai."
The voice over there became a little blurry and intermittent.
Jiahe pressed the phone hard and could barely hear clearly, "Afternoon."
Quietly, the phone call was completely disconnected.
Jiahe stared blankly at his phone.
The battery was full.
The big boy next to her saw her like this and immediately smiled and said: "Little girl, once the high-speed train starts running, the signal will be very poor."
Jiahe gave him a dull look.
He was obviously a recent college graduate.
Just because he was small, he actually called himself little girl: "Just because he is fast."
The man nodded, picked up the magazine in front of him and started to flip through it: "It doesn't matter.
Just call me after you get off the train.
Your boyfriend will definitely understand."
Jiahe was speechless.
It was really the drawback of high technology.
The speed was not much improved, but the price was much higher.
Even the signal flew into outer space.
She put the phone on her lap and began to think about what Yi Wenze was going to say.
Finally, No clue.
After the car drove for almost half an hour, most of the people fell asleep, and only some young people chatted quietly.
She wanted to sleep but couldn't, so she simply bought a cup of Nestle instant coffee to refresh herself.
Just like that, I put the hot cup in my hand and turned my head to look at the night scene.
Suddenly a text message came in and I clicked on it.
There was only a simple line: The signal is probably not good and I can't get through.
I'll get off the car and give you a call.
She looked at it three times in a row before she came back to her senses.
The big boy next to him had fallen asleep, and the magazines were spread out randomly.
Jiahe picked up the pages and flipped through them.
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As he read, he sighed that he was really a college graduate, and he actually brought a gossip magazine with him.
After flipping through the pages, I was attracted by a large photo on the page.
It was a photo of Tianchu and the Taiwanese singer.
The title was still eye-catching and shocking: Brother K spoke for the first time, saying that he and Tianchu only had an ordinary cooperative relationship.
She looked at it carefully and turned to the next page.
It was in a standard gossip format, listing the love history of Tianchu and Yi Wenze by time.
The Hong Kong paparazzi are really diligent in digging out the details of the past two years, and finally listed what Gu Yu and himself said.
According to friends, the two signed a divorce agreement half a year ago, but have not yet completed the formal procedures. .
His several encounters with Tianchu, as well as her high-profile appearance in the hospital, might be a sign of reconciliation.
"Little girl, you also like Yi Wenze."
The big boy suddenly woke up.
Seeing her staring at Yi Wenze's news, he couldn't help but smile and said, "At your age, you should like fast men or something.
It’s really a unique taste.
I was only in primary school when he became famous, but I didn’t expect that he would be famous until now.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t have the same momentum as before, so he can only rely on his reputation in scandals.”
Jia Hejing glanced at him: "I had already graduated from junior high school when he became famous."
The big boy yelled and scratched his hair in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, sister."
Okay, she admitted that her sister's words made her feel tight, but she was asking for it.
In this way, all the way to Shanghai, I held my mobile phone in my hand and never left it.
She was wondering if she should call him, but she was afraid that Yi Wenze had already fallen asleep, so she could only comfort herself that he must rest after the operation, and she had nothing serious to do, so it was better not to bring trouble to herself.
Hongqiao Railway Station was deserted at night, and most of the fast food restaurants in the lobby were closed.
Jiahe was really hungry, so he chose a restaurant with hot soup, ordered meatball soup and rice dumplings, and sat down to eat. , Yi Wenze's call suddenly came in.
"Sorry, the doctor just came to check."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Jiahe bit into half of the meatball, unable to move up or down, and his words were slurred.
"eating" "Well, I found out that I was very hungry when I got off the car, so I just found a restaurant."
Jiahe quickly swallowed the meatballs, "Teacher Yi, please rest quickly.
I actually have nothing to do.
I just want to say hello to you."
Who knows, thanks to the high-speed rail , a greeting from Yiwu to Shanghai is officially spoken.
"It doesn't matter, I still have friends here."
If you have friends, then you shouldn’t bother them.
Jiahe lied knowingly, "Actually, my phone is out of battery.
Let's chat later.
I wish you a speedy recovery."
"good."
Jiahe suddenly remembered that half sentence: "By the way, what did you want to say to me just now?
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