Chapter 589

"I'm here." Yu Kongchen looked serious, "But Nuannuan, it's kind of dark here, can you take me home?"

"Okay, let's go home." Tang Xiaonuan looked at the brightness of the room, and could only laugh when he heard him say black.

……

Gong Zhan stood outside, the door was not fully closed.

The dialogue from inside was clear, and he was silent for half a second and said, "Prepare for the plane to the United States."

The subordinate said yes and left immediately.

"Go to America?" Wang San'er didn't realize it, "Akong said he wants to go home."

"The home in the United States has all the memories of him and Xiao Nuan." Han Min pressed his eyebrows and said worriedly: "I have to go to Yu's house."

For such a big matter, Madam Yu must be notified.

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence.Yu Kongchen's illness had already begun to show signs, and finally broke out after a deep sleep.

This is just the beginning...

His paranoia is hopeless, and his simplicity and seriousness make people feel cruel.

Gong Zhan recalled that in the smoke and flames of war, the white shirt Yu Kongchen was wearing was stained with blood.He held a sharp knife in his hand and looked as clean as a god.

He took out the phone, and the voice from the other side was a little irritable, "Gong Zhan, if you disturb someone's dream at this time, you will go to hell."

Mr. Rose, who was awakened in his sleep, completely took off his mask.

Without further ado, Mr. Rose is sleeping and no one can disturb him when the world war breaks out.At this time, Gong Zhan can get through the phone, which means that he is willing to answer his call.

"He's sick." Gong Zhan said concisely.

There was an instant silence.

Mr. Rose's pajamas were gone, and he sat up slowly, the quilt slipping off him.

A strange sense of beauty appeared between his brows and eyes, and he said with great anticipation: "Are you finally sick? That's really great."

What is abnormal, this is a model.

Mr. Rose's long-awaited event finally happens, which means he can meet another one.Thinking about it feels good, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

Gong Zhan seemed to have expected it long ago, and was not surprised at what he said.But given his habitual deadpan, it's hardly surprising.

He had only one purpose in calling Mr. Rose, to let him know that Yu Kongchen was ill.

Mr. Rose hung up the phone, hummed a little song and went to the bathroom.

Let him think about when was the last time Yu Kongchen got sick, five years ago?Ah, it had been so long, no wonder he missed the old days so much.

He wants to enjoy this good news alone for a while, so it is better not to tell Zhou Cheng for the time being.

……

"Don't move your hands, it will be bad if you touch the wound, it will hurt." Tang Xiaonuan helped him change his clothes, and felt uncomfortable seeing him so thin.

Yu Kongchen lowered his head and poked the gauze in his palm, blood slowly seeped out, he nodded, "Yes, it hurts a bit."

She had no choice but to grab his wrist.

Tang Xiaonuan finally understood now that when he first met Yu Kongchen, the childishness he showed was all real.At that time, Wang San'er said that he had autism, and it turned out that he really looked like this when he was sick.

"Don't touch it, you don't hurt, I hurt." Tang Xiaonuan's tone was a little serious.

Yu Kongchen nodded immediately, looking very obedient.He is not afraid of pain, but Nuan Nuan is afraid of pain.

When her cell phone rang, Yu Kongchen's gaze immediately fixed on Xiaonuan.

(End of this chapter)

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