Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

The air in the ward was a bit stuffy.

It's not because the temperature is high.

Rather, it was the ambiguous element that was fermenting.

Ever since that thin veil of paper was half torn last night.

The way these two people interacted became very strange.

Xu Qingming's health has recovered considerably.

But he just stayed in bed and didn't move.

They need to be fed water.

You need to feed them.

Even getting a remote control requires ordering the nurse to run errands.

If it were a nurse with a bad temper, she probably would have dumped the urinal on his head long ago.

But this was not the case with the nurse.

She was grumbling and cursing.

She said something like, "I'm here to work, not to be a nanny."

But the body tells a different story.

Xu Qing pointed with his finger.

She went there eagerly.

They might even cut apples into uniformly sized rabbit shapes.

This kind of service attitude.

The old man in the next ward was so envious he almost bit his dentures to pieces.

Xu Qing leaned against the headboard.

Holding a financial magazine in his hand, he pretended to be knowledgeable.

His eyes kept glancing at the bedside chair.

There sat a fully armed "Big White".

Luo Qianyu was looking down.

He was holding a stack of A4 papers in his hands.

His brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

She was so engrossed in watching.

She didn't even hear Xu Qing calling her twice, "The water's gone."

Xu Qing was unhappy.

This rabbit actually dared to get distracted.

Right under his nose.

This is an insult to his charm.

"Cough cough."

Xu Qing deliberately made a big commotion.

He slammed the magazine he was holding onto the bedside table.

Luo Qianyu was startled.

The A4 paper in my hand was scattered all over the floor.

She hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

While picking them up, he didn't forget to turn around and glare at Xu Qing.

"Your arm is broken?"

"Why are you falling?"

Xu Qing spoke with righteous indignation.

I'm thirsty.

My throat is burning.

"Some nurses are getting paid but not doing any work; what are they reading instead?"

Luo Qianyu haphazardly stuffed the papers she had picked up behind her back.

His eyes darted away.

"I didn't see anything."

"It's... a friend's script."

"Let me give you some advice."

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes.

script?

Although he is a writer of online novels.

But I also know a thing or two about the film and television industry.

Isn't Zhang Yimou, the famous director of art films, currently preparing for a new film?

It is said that the female lead remains a mystery.

Looks like this silly girl hasn't been idle yet.

She worked like a slave for him at the hospital.

On the one hand, they also had to pursue their careers.

"Let me see it."

Xu Qing reached out her hand.

Undeniable.

Luo Qianyu protected the paper behind her.

They absolutely refused to give it to me.

"This is a trade secret."

"What are you, an amateur, looking at?"

"Go drink your water."

She handed the water glass to Xu Qing.

Attempting to deceive and get away with it.

Xu Qing took a sip of water.

It moistened my throat.

Then it suddenly erupted.

Taking advantage of Luo Qianyu's inattention.

He pulled the stack of papers out from behind her.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

He doesn't look like a patient who hasn't been discharged from the hospital at all.

"Hey! Give it back to me!"

Luo Qianyu was getting anxious.

They lunged forward to grab it.

Xu Qing raised her hand.

Taking advantage of their height.

He pinned her down on the edge of the bed.

"Don't move."

If you move the wound again and it reopens, it's your responsibility.

This trick always works.

Luo Qianyu froze instantly.

She could only glare at him angrily.

Xu Qing flipped through the script with one hand.

The cover reads "Silent Waiting".

The name is rather common.

But this plot...

The more Xu Qing looked, the more her brows furrowed.

The story is about a girl who has a terminal illness.

In order not to burden her beloved boyfriend.

Choose to pretend to have changed your mind and leave.

Hiding alone in a place where no one knows you, waiting to die.

The boy was completely unaware of this.

He hated her his whole life.

They only received her diary after the girl died.

Only then did I understand the truth.

Isn't this just based on their story?

Except for a slight difference in the ending.

It's practically a one-to-one replica.

A pang of sadness welled up in Xu Qing's heart.

It felt like eating an unripe green apricot.

This silly girl.

Take this kind of role.

Isn't this just rubbing salt into your own wounds?

Is she trying to atone for her sins in this way?

Or do you want to finish what you didn't say in the play?

"Who wrote this lousy script?"

Xu Qing threw the paper back to her.

He looked disgusted.

"So melodramatic."

"conventional."

"Completely illogical."

Luo Qianyu held the script.

Some were unconvinced.

"Where is it rotten?"

"The director said it's an award-winning film."

"It's so touching, isn't it?"

"Especially when the female lead dies at the end..."

Speaking of it.

She suddenly shut up.

His eyes dimmed.

Xu Qing sneered.

"Touching?"

"This kind of self-indulgent sacrifice is the most foolish."

"That male lead is an idiot too."

"Can't you tell if your girlfriend has changed her mind?"

"Serves you right for being scammed."

Luo Qianyu lowered her head.

His fingers were so sharp they almost tore the corners of the script pages to shreds.

She knew who he was cursing.

They cursed the male lead.

It's also a way of criticizing his past self.

They were even criticizing her for her self-righteous sacrifice.

Silence fell over the ward.

Only the liquid in the IV drip bottle.

The sound of drops falling one by one.

Xu Qing looked at her pitiful expression.

My anger inexplicably subsided.

Forget it.

Why bother arguing with an idiot?

Since she wants to act.

Then let's help her make this performance even more convincing.

At least.

Don't let that ending be so hopeless.

"Your friend's script."

"Don't we need a theme song?"

Xu Qing suddenly asked.

Luo Qianyu was stunned for a moment.

Raise your head.

He nodded blankly.

"The director approached several producers."

"I can't write that feeling."

"That kind of helplessness... wanting to love but not being able to, wanting to stay but having to leave."

Xu Qing curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

He gave a meaningful smile.

"Then you're in luck."

"I just happened to have a bit of inspiration."

"go."

"Bring me my guitar."

Luo Qianyu hesitated.

"The doctor said you can't overwork yourself."

"I'll just play the piano."

"It's not like I'm going to lay bricks."

"Go quickly."

"Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever."

Xu Qing urged.

Luo Qianyu couldn't persuade him otherwise.

All I could take out was the repaired Brazilian rosewood guitar from the cabinet.

I handed it to him carefully.

Xu Qing took the guitar.

Fingers gently caressed the strings.

That familiar touch.

It calmed him down.

He adjusted the volume.

I tried fiddling with it a couple of times.

The tone is perfect.

That Master Zhang Henian is indeed quite something.

Listen carefully.

"This song."

"It's about that friend of yours."

"How to leave gracefully?"

Xu Qing looked into Luo Qianyu's eyes.

In his eyes.

It's an affection that can't be hidden.

It's also a resolute decision to turn the page on this chapter.

Luo Qianyu's heart skipped a beat.

She had a premonition.

This song.

I'll make sure she sheds all her tears.