V5.Chapter 48

In the Affiliated Children's hospital.

A small and lovely figure was lying on the hospital bed. There was no blood color on the beautiful and small face. There was a needle in the small hand and a hanging bottle. There was a distressing light in the smart and watery eyes. It looked helpless and pitiful.

Miaoman standing on the edge of the bed is holding a cup of steaming mouth. His ruddy lips are gently blowing towards the water in the cup. His behavior is very elegant and atmospheric. There is a faint chill and tenderness between his eyebrows.

"Aunt Shishi." Xinghe looked at her and called out.

"Well?" Qiao Shi slightly light of hair a tone, Mou Guang slightly slant, see to the little girl on the bed: "what's the matter? What's wrong? "

Xinghe shook his head, wrongly choked his mouth: "I miss Dad."

"I've already called your father. He will come back by the earliest flight. You can get up and drink some water first, and then go to sleep. You can get up and see your father." Qiao Shiwei sat on the edge of the bed, showing a gentle smile, gently lifted her up from the bed, and sent the steaming hot water to her mouth: "drink slowly, be careful it's hot."

Star he obediently drank a mouthful, Qiao Shi micro then lowered his head to ask: "still drink?"

Xinghe shook his head, and Qiao Shiwei asked her to lie back on the bed: "OK, go to sleep!"

"Aunt Shishi, will you leave me?"

Listen to words, Qiao Shi smile: "don't worry, since promised your father to take care of you, so, before your father didn't come back, I won't go."

"Then I'll go to bed."

"Well, sleep! Good night

"Good night, aunt poetry."

Watching Xinghe close his eyes and go to sleep, Qiao Shiwei puts the cup in his hand on the bedside table, gets up and turns off the headlight in the room, turns on the floor lamp to the first gear, and the faint light shines on the huge ward. Qiao Shiwei then goes back to the bed and sits down along the edge, helping Xinghe tuck in the quilt.

This little girl is very clever and sensible, but sensible makes people feel sad. She is only over five years old, but she knows everything and looks very careful.

In this age, she should enjoy the love of her parents, the protection and doting of her grandparents, which makes her grow up innocent. Occasionally, she will be willful and crying because of the toys or food she wants, but Xinghe won't. during the time when she gets along with her, she never makes unreasonable demands, Especially when she sees other children in the Shiqin workshop and her mother acting in a coquettish and capricious way, she will stand and watch silently. Although her beautiful face is smiling, her eyes are not shining, which makes people feel painful.

Cheng beihuai suddenly received an invitation from a singer today. Because he couldn't push it, he had to go on a business trip. Since he grew up, Xinghe never left. But today, he was in a hurry. At that time, Xinghe was still in the Shiqin workshop, so he went directly by the earliest plane and entrusted Xinghe to Qiao Shiwei for the time being.

T city's winter is extremely cold and windy, but it's sunny during the day, so the temperature difference between morning and night is very big. In the evening, Qiao Shiwei suddenly found that she had a fever, and she didn't take care of her children. She was at a loss, but she didn't want to see Xinghe. At that time, she was suddenly breathless and pale. She was so scared that she rushed to the hospital.

After the doctor's diagnosis is the cold caused by wind cold, also caused her asthma, that Xinghe so small asthma, she is distressed.

But she didn't know much about Cheng's family. Although she and Cheng beihuai were childhood sweethearts and knew his mother very well, they only knew each other well, but they didn't know the rest. When they met, Cheng beihuai seldom mentioned his family in front of her. Even when she and his mother talked a little more, he would be a little unhappy. As for where the unhappiness came from, She didn't know, and she never asked. Later, they broke up peacefully. If they wanted to ask again, they couldn't find any identity or qualification to ask.

Late at night, Qiao Shiwei turned on the heating in the room to a moderate temperature, lay on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and began to look in his eyes.

Her sleep has always been very shallow, a little bit of movement can easily wake her up, in the middle of the night, Xinghe moved a few times and talked in his sleep, Qiao Shiwei woke up, lying beside her, gently soothing her uneasy mood, gradually, Xinghe's sleep became more stable, originally wrinkled into a small face also eased down.

Until half past six, the sky was slightly bright, the blue curtain was covered with a long fog, the silver white crescent moon was still shining, half hidden in the clouds, looking very bright.

The next moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. Qiao Shiwei instigated his lower eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, straightened up and looked at the door. He saw a familiar handsome figure standing at the door. He was wearing a long gray plaid coat, which reflected his slender and well proportioned figure with a black scarf around his neck, The gentle handsome face is slightly panting, even the lens on the bridge of the nose is covered with a layer of mist, it looks like the dusty rush to come.

Mixed with the soft ink pupil, he glanced at the sleeping child on the eye bed. His heart hanging on his throat also fell down, his eyes shifted, and fell on the pretty face with some gentle air in the clear and beautiful, and walked slowly: "what's the matter with Xinghe?"

"The doctor said that it's not a big problem, because of the lack of clothes at night..." With that, Qiao Shiwei stopped: "what's the matter with her asthma?"

"Congenital, at birth."

"Congenital?" Qiao Shi was very surprised, and his bright eyes expanded slightly.

Cheng beihuai nodded, went to the edge of the bed, opposite her, bent over to gently touch Xinghe, but he was afraid that his hand was cold to her, half way back, looking at Qiao Shiwei's eyes also softened up, the tone was very light: "she was born prematurely."

Listen to words, Qiao Shi micro quietly back line of sight, looking at the star he.

Cheng beihuai stares at her from the hospital bed, holding a gentle and shallow radian at the corner of his mouth: "thank you for taking care of Xinghe all night."

Qiao Shiwei raised his eyes and looked at his ink pupil, which was gentle enough to overflow water. He got up from his chair and said faintly, "no, it's just a matter of hand. Now that you're back, I'll go first. There are two doses of Medicine on the table. The doctor told him that when Xinghe wakes up, he'll drink them on an empty stomach, Pills wrapped in white paper can only be taken half an hour after breakfast. "

With that, Qiao Shiwei turned and walked to the sofa, picked up his white down jacket, crossed the end of the bed, without looking at him more, and went directly to the door.

"Poetry..." Cheng beihuai subconsciously stops her, looks at her and goes to her side: "I'll take you back!"

"No, I have my own car. You'd better take good care of Xinghe here! When she wakes up, she will definitely look for you, "said Josh, glancing at him in a low voice.

"Well, drive carefully. It's foggy outside. Go back and have a good rest." Cheng beihuai was a little silent for a while, then nodded and answered softly, looking at the awn in her eyes, which was also very gentle.

After she left, Cheng beihuai took off her coat and scarf and put them on the sofa. He turned his head and looked back at the Potion on the table. He went to the edge of the bed and sat down slowly. His legs were slightly open, and his hands were clasped tightly on his legs. His eyes gradually sank under the lens.

***

Because of Xinghe's illness, for more than a week, Xinghe didn't go to the Shiqin workshop. Cheng beihuai and Qiao Shiwei didn't get in touch either. It wasn't until more than a week later on Saturday that Xinghe came to the Shiqin workshop to have a full day class.

At 9:30 in the morning, Cheng beihuai sent them over. When they got out of the car, Qiao Shiwei's car also arrived. Cheng beihuai stood in front of his car, looked at the graceful shadow coming down from the car, and then raised a gentle smile. Before they could say hello, the little girl ran over and raised her lovely face, Soft Nuo called: "aunt Shishi, I come to class today."

Qiao Shi's tiny figure touched her head behind her and laughed: "how's your body? Does cold have good

Xing He nodded heavily and said with a sweet smile, "it's OK. Thank you for your care."

"Then come on in! Mr. Gu is waiting for you in there. "

"All right." Xinghe answered, and turned to look at Cheng beihuai: "Dad, I went first, you have to come to pick me up early!"

"Good." Cheng beihuai's face was gentle, smiling and nodding.

After Xinghe entered the Shiqin workshop, a teacher came out and took her hand to go to class.

Qiao Shiwei's eyes came back from the inside and looked at Cheng beihuai. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he was silent and was about to walk inside with his black high-heeled boots.

"Poetry..."

And the last time in the ward called her voice, warm and soft, no nasal sound.

Qiao Shi slightly heard and looked at him, but he gently smile, shook his head: "nothing, Xinghe will give you, I'll go first."

Qiao Shiwei still didn't answer, just calmly watching him get on the car and drive away.

Looking at the car gradually far away, Qiao Shiwei also restrained his mind, once again stepped into the room with short boots, directly went upstairs to his office.

Cheng beihuai drives all the way to his studio. He turns off the car. Instead of getting off in a hurry, he unfastens his seat belt and takes out a picture from an inner drawer. The girl in the picture shows a gentle smile and stands gracefully, holding a touch of Junying's arm. Their faces are childish and sweet.

The photo looks old, but it's still intact. I don't know how long it took to see it. A clear bell rang. Cheng beihuai gathered his thoughts, took out his mobile phone from his coat, looked at the caller ID, put the photo back in the inner drawer and kept it well. His slender hand slid gently to the answer button, and the voice was warm: "I've arrived."

After the voice finished, he hung up the phone directly, pushed the door open and went down.

"Brother Cheng, you're here. Before the song and lyrics of Danxin were published, they were published by Huo Yin's studio." Cheng beihuai just went in, a touch of sunshine of the young figure on the stormy welcome out, worried.

The expression on Cheng beihuai's face remained the same, but there was a little coldness between his eyebrows. He didn't answer the boy's words and went straight to the elevator.

Cheng beihuai, Huo Yin and Rong MI are known as the three giants in the music industry. They compose music, compose words and sing songs. They have great talent in music. It can be said that they can't do without them. Many singers hope to sing the songs and songs written by them.

The top three are Cheng beihuai, Huo Yin, Rong MI, and Cheng beihuai. They are all famous songs that many young people can sing, or the most popular opening song or episode in popular movies.

Although young, Rong MI was very talented, but he never wrote songs for others. The songs he wrote were only for himself.

Naturally, after Cheng beihuai had Xinghe, he seldom sang. He mainly wrote songs and lyrics, but he and Huo Yin never drank. People in the singing world know that their discord came from the same song.

It was the opening song of a very popular Fairy Fantasy IP drama. Originally, the song was composed by Huo Yin, but at that time Cheng beihuai just wrote a song for a popular singer. The mood of the lyrics was very similar to that of the TV drama. The director and writer of the TV drama changed to the opening song. Later, they had a quarrel in a public place, The disagreement between them spread.

However, Cheng beihuai is not the kind of person who cares about everything. He is gentle and indifferent. On the contrary, Huo Yin is more open-minded. He has always been unconvinced about that. He always secretly competes with Cheng beihuai. No matter what song he plays, he will keep up with him.

But Cheng beihuai never competed with them. All the so-called contests were self righteous contests by Huo Yin alone.

The song "Danxin" is the latest song written by Cheng beihuai recently. He didn't intend to sing it to anyone, but he didn't think about it, but it was suddenly intercepted and published by Huo Yin. He also claimed that it was composed by himself, and the original singer was himself.

As soon as the song went out, it got a great response from the outside world. On the singing software, the amount of play was over 100000 overnight, and instantly became popular.

Cheng beihuai returns to the office and looks at the data displayed on the computer. He frowns slightly, but the expression on his face is not too different. The teenager standing at his desk can't understand his mood, but he thinks that Huo Yin's theft is very shameful.

Others are plagiarized or something, he is good, directly to the "heart" this song to steal, said to be his own music.

Cheng beihuai's style of composing music and lyrics is a little more archaic and love hate. Huo Yin also writes about archaic style, but most of it is about love, sadness and joy. As soon as this song goes out, many of his fans say that Huo Yin has made progress, which means to change his style.

The meaning of the song "Danxin" is about the soft bone style of fighting in the battlefield. For this type of song, Huo Yin has produced several such lyrics, but the response has not been very good. It belongs to the kind of lukewarm. Now he has stolen Cheng beihuai's song, but it is completely popular overnight.

"Brother Cheng, what should we do now? He's bullying you. He's obviously provoking you. " The young man was angry and was dissatisfied with Huo Yin's behavior.

"This song is only known and heard by people within us." Cheng beihuai closes the laptop in front of him, his tone is quite calm and indifferent, and his eyebrows are still soft.

"Brother Cheng, do you mean that... There is a spy in our studio?"

"Don't make it public. Since he is angry, let him be angry first."

"Ah! You don't care about Huo Yin's provocation, but he stole your song this time. It's too much. Do we have to let it go? That's not to make trouble for the tiger. If we let him go on like this, he will really treat us as bullies. What should we do if we go too far? " Young for Cheng beihuai feel unworthy, but also for Cheng beihuai that have no intention to compete with him for these not so-called gimmick temperament deeply feel helpless.

In the singing industry, there are too few people like Cheng beihuai who do not fight for fame and wealth. If a song becomes popular, the benefits it can bring are not only money, but also reputation. Only when the reputation becomes popular, there will be more singers who come to you to compose lyrics and music, not to mention money.

But Cheng beihuai doesn't think much of it. His lyrics and music are based entirely on his mood. Many singers come to him to write songs, but he doesn't want to help anyone who gives more money. Instead, he depends on his mood and eye relationship. When you like it, he agrees to write for you.

Although he is such a temperament, his status as a giant of musical genius is there. Even if he doesn't sing, no one can shake his position. After all, as long as he sings a song, no matter who he sings for, the singer will be on fire, including TV dramas and movies.

"Did Tianmo Music Festival send an invitation?" Cheng beihuai didn't pay attention to the young man's words. He just raised his light radian and asked.

The boy nodded: "yes, I sent you the list of music festivals yesterday. You can go and have a look."

After hearing that, Cheng beihuai turns on his computer again, exits the data page, clicks on his email, looks at the list of music festival activities, and knows that it is impossible for Huo Yin not to go to such a large-scale music event, so when he sees his name, he doesn't feel it. He uses the mouse to continue to pull down, and in the middle of it, he inadvertently comes to a familiar name, standing on his hand, The expression is tiny Zheng, murmur those three already deep into the bone marrow words: "Qiao Shi Wei..."

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot. When I saw this list, I was scared. Qiao Shiwei would also take part in it. Although she has the name of a famous violinist, she seldom takes part in this kind of activity. She is also very low-key and very beautiful. Brother Cheng, do you want to go? If I want to go, I can see her real face in your light. "

"Go."