Starlight is easy to warm

Chapter 88

"Miss He, do you have time to go to Hong Kong recently?" Gu Zhengjiang looked a little sad, as if there was something hard to say.

"Did Xu Yichen ask me to go there? He doesn't seem to need me, and he probably doesn't even know that I'm in BJ." He Wanmo was expecting what Xu Yichen meant, and asked without any confidence.

"The boss didn't know that I came here. I made it up on my own. He recently stopped a lot of work. His physical condition is not very good, and he is also a little addicted to drugs. He probably hasn't told you about these things." Gu Zhengjiang looked worried, This time he came to BJ to look for He Wanmo on his own initiative, and the bystanders were clear. In Gu Zhengjiang's eyes, even if Xu Yichen didn't say anything, he could see that he still cared about He Wanmo.

He Wanmo clearly saw Xu Yichen's photos in gossip magazines, and he couldn't see anything wrong with him at all. Gu Zhengjiang couldn't come all the way here to lie to her. She was addicted to drugs. She had told Xu Yichen a long time ago, don't always rely on those big things She fell asleep with sleeping pills, but she didn't expect that something really went wrong now. If Gu Zhengjiang didn't tell her, she would still be kept in the dark.

He Wanmo has a passport from Hong Kong and Macau, and the new play has just wrapped up. She and Gu Zhengjiang flew directly to Hong Kong for a few days of vacation without notice. If there is any obvious change in being an artist, He Wanmo must bear the brunt of the transportation. Struggle with discounted air tickets to go home on vacation, and now it has become a flight at any time.

When they arrived in Hong Kong, Gu Zhengjiang brought He Wanmo to Xu Yichen's villa on Mount Caledore. She was still a little nervous when she stepped into the gate. She hadn't seen each other for several months. She smoothed her hair, adjusted her collar, and hurried on the way Tired, unwilling to let Xu Yichen see it.

"Mr. Xu is upstairs." The Filipino maid saw that Gu Zhengjiang had brought a young girl to guide her.

Xu Yichen's bedroom door was unlocked, but the Filipino maid still knocked on the door very politely.

"Come in." A familiar voice came to my ears, slightly hoarse.

The room was very dark, and the lights were not turned on. Xu Yichen sat by the bed alone, facing the window, looking out the window motionlessly.

"Are you okay?" He Wanmo asked in a low voice, looking at Xu Yichen in front of her, the question was a bit ironic.

When Xu Yichen heard He Wanmo's voice, he turned his head. He looked at her for a while before saying, "Why are you here?"

He Wanmo walked to Xu Yichen's bedside, picked up the medicine bottles on the bedside table, they were all medicines for neurasthenia: "If Gu Zhengjiang doesn't tell me, I don't know how long you will keep it from me, since you have already promised that I won't I'm eating, it seems someone has broken his promise."

"This Gu Zhengjiang is troublesome again. I don't want you to know about this matter, but you still see it. Don't worry, it will be fine after a period of rest." A deep and hoarse voice sounded.

He Wanmo was angry but Xu Yichen never took his body seriously. No matter how much he persuaded him, he still went his own way. Before coming here, she had heard from Gu Zhengjiang that Xu Yichen didn't cooperate with the treatment at all and relied on a lot of medicine every day.

"Why don't you tell me that even if I can't share anything for you, I can't choose to bear everything myself." He Wanmo said.

Xu Yichen stood up and opened the thick curtains. The bright street lamps downstairs cast golden light on his body. He was still well-dressed and meticulous, but he had lost a lot of weight and his face was tired and haggard.

"I only regard you as a family member. I don't want you to worry about me. I wanted to adjust myself before I went to see you, but I didn't expect you to know. I still have some work on hand, and I will go to the mainland in a few days." Xu Yichen lit up A cigarette, frowning deeply, He Wanmo looked at his handsome, sculpture-like profile, and felt his faint fatigue.

(End of this chapter)