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Chapter 187: Sequelae


When I came out of the amusement park, the sun was hiding into the distant horizon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few moments, twilight was approaching.

Han Jue sat in Guan Yi's car, holding coffee like devil's sweat in the afterglow with a pale face, his head pressed against the window, and he bumped into it with the ups and downs of the car.

It's like dead.

When he was almost home, Han Jue said that he had suffered a serious injury to his heart, it was a work injury, and it would take five days to recover.

After that, you have to open the car door and escape.

But because of the weakness of his hands and feet, Han Jue explained it like this, and was quickly caught back by Guan Yiyan.

"Three days, three days, just three days.

One day to heal, one day to heal, one day to treat yourself.

Han Jue began to show his acting skills.

His lips were dry, trembling slightly, his eyes were blank, and his eyelids were trying to roll out three eyelids, looking very weak, trying to make Guan Yi have the illusion that he was not a human if he didn't agree.

However, in view of Han Jue's lazy excuse being too lame and too excessive, Guan Yi didn't bother to bargain with Han Jue, so he decided not to be a person at the moment.

"Nope."

Guan Yi refused.

"One day at a time, one day at a time, you have to give me a day off."

Han Jue was prepared for refusal.

As soon as Guan Yi's voice fell, he quickly answered.

His face has also changed to a fierce expression that if he doesn't agree, he will die with you.

Guan Yi looked at Han Jue's expression of being cornered, and recalled that Han Jue's expression of almost breaking down in the amusement park did not seem to be fake, so he agreed to give Han Jue a day off.

Only one day.

Regarding the affairs of the studio, Guan Yi has already started to work on it, but there are still many things that must be decided by Han Jue.

In addition, the English songs for the next competition will also start to be recorded, and there is not much time for Han Jue to be lazy.

Han Jue stepped on the solid earth, and when he got home, he planted himself on the bed and slept with his head covered.

I feel that today's day is the same as his jumping ten concerts.

Because Han Jue has never held a concert, he doesn't know how tiring it is to hold a concert, so he dares to say that it is ten.

On the bedside table are a few photos taken from the program team.

These photos are all cameras that are fixed to the high-altitude project facilities to capture photos of visitors at a certain point in time.

Amusement parks then sell these funny or silly photos to visitors at inflated prices.

Whenever Han Jue and them finished playing a project, the program team of Let's Love Bar funded three copies of these photos, one each for Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, to keep a souvenir.

There is more than one photo, which shows that Han Jue has played more than one high-altitude project.

The big pendulum Han Jue refused to play to death, and the things that rushed into the water were also because of the cold, so he refused to go.

Later, the considerate Zhang Yiman took Han Jue to play some facilities that were not so high and relatively safe.

So, in the photo, the two of them are surrounded by teenagers and children.

Being in a group of children seems very abrupt, but at the same time it looks very childlike.

Zhang Yiman is very childlike.

Because, even if he is playing with children, Han Jue in every photo gritted his teeth and looked very solemn, as if he was experiencing a life and death crisis, just like filming.

It's so out of place in a crowd of cheerful faces.

And Zhang Yiman in every photo must be looking at Han Jue.

The smile is very doting.

When there was only one person in those eyes, it made those eyes shine even brighter, and everything else was eclipsed.

In every photo, their hands are always clasped together.

The next day, after Han Jue got up early and went to have breakfast, he didn't go anywhere, but stayed at home to read.

One morning, I read the same book over and over again, and then realized a very profound truth: Staring at a book for a long time, I can't read anything at all.

Han Jue threw away the book, lay down on the sofa, and fluttered a few times irritably like a carp on the shore.

There was a sound outside the door of the crew next door going out, and he quieted down, so as not to be misunderstood by the people outside the door about what he was doing strange things on the sofa.

After this quiet, Han Jue couldn't help but think back to yesterday's events.

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Yesterday's experience was arguably the most dangerous thing he had ever experienced when he came into this world.

Although it was indeed safe as Zhang Yiman said afterwards, Han Jue was still afraid.

The feeling of being clenched in the heart when weightlessness seems to be still clinging to the soul, and it is easy to retreat.

But this is not the main reason for Han Jue's irritability.

Han Jue put the book on his chest, looked at the ceiling, and stretched out his hand to grope on the floor for a while.

Touch those pictures.

Hold the photo high in the sky and put it in the sunlight, and the photo will be attached with a layer of brilliance.

He didn't look at the photo when he got it yesterday, and he only saw it this morning when he was packing up the quilt.

Now Han Jue is not looking at how stupid he is in the photo.

His stupidity in the photo made him feel the urge to destroy the photo when he first saw it, but he didn't destroy it after all.

The reason why it was not destroyed was because of Zhang Yiman.

He looked at the photos he didn't know how many times this morning, mostly looking at Zhang Yiman, and occasionally looking at the two people in the photos holding hands intimately like Haier brothers.

And then in a daze.

How many times did you hold hands?

"Death, death."

Han Jue turned his head and buried his face in the pillow, and wailed.

Now that I calm down, I can recall how different Zhang Yiman was from usual yesterday.

It was clearly her face, but not her expression.

Zhang Yiman's gentleness and thoughtfulness at first glance, like a sudden uppercut with a cold move, hit him hard in the heart at once, making him unable to slow down for a long time.

Looking back from back to front, even that hug softened in the memory.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell the fragrance of Zhang Yiman's body again.

"It's a foul."

After looking at the photo for a long time in a daze, Han Jue suddenly put the photo down, held up the book, and read the words on it aloud.

Come on Hehe, joke Sprint.

Bang, bang, boom, boom Futile.

The situation is so serious that he can't even read the comics now.

In the photo, Zhang Yiman's smile seemed to come to life, smiling at him in front of him like a flower.

Han Jue was angry "Go away, go away" Han Jue waved the comic book in mid-air, "Don't come again" In the elevator, Sister Qin enlarged the photo in the tablet, looking at the smile of this girl who could be said to have grown up watching since childhood, she didn't know how to feel.

This dead girl, the photo is like a treasure, and she refuses to borrow it, so Sister Qin angrily shrinks the photo and slides to the next one.

Let's fall in love, the program team only bought three photos at that time.

TV station, let's fall in love, leave a copy in the office to post it as an honor on Qiang, and Han Jue and Zhang Yiman will each send a copy.

No more.

Sister Qin wanted to borrow the photo from Xiaoman today, but she didn't expect Zhang Yiman to treat the photo as a treasure, saying that she had already put it in the photo frame, and this photo frame could only be put in, and the photo could not be taken out.

Then hang it in your room and don't let anyone else touch it.

Her father can't do it.

Sister Qin couldn't wait to rush over and give Zhang Yiman a few slaps on the back.

But now I have to ask the program team for an electronic version of the photo. was looking at these photos with a solemn expression, and a news suddenly popped up at the top of the tablet, startling Sister Qin Yesterday there was a hip-hop finals night in Huaxia, and the third runner-up Xiao Fan said before the game: I have not defeated the champion of Han Jue, I am not convinced by t21902181t21902181