"Yes, I'm a jerk," Bo Xiao smiles and kisses an Rao. "Well, I'm leaving. Don't cry. It's ugly. It's even uglier when I cry."

"Fart, ugly you still kiss," an Rao slapped Bo Xiao hard,

"It's OK, I like ugly," Bo Xiao's Fox squinted. "I'll call you when I get there. Be nice."

"Well," an Rao nodded, "you should always take the Buddha beads I sent you back."

"I know. You see," Bo Xiao shook his wrist in front of an Rao, "I take it with me every day. I go to the airport myself, and you stay at home."

"Well," an Rao did not dare to go to the airport. She was afraid that she could not help getting on the plane with Bo Xiao.

Bo Xiao stands up and prints a kiss on an Rao's forehead, Then he strode forward, picked up the trunk and walked away without looking back.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming, an Rao's tears fell down again and again, but at this time, there was no one to coax her.

Knowing that Bo Xiao is leaving today, Xia Wanyuan calls an Rao after filming. Unexpectedly, she hears an Rao crying,

"Would you like to move to Zhuangyuan for two days tomorrow? I'll take you to play games. " Xia Wanyuan tries to comfort an Rao.

"No, I want to keep my memories of Bo Xiao and me in this room." An Rao stubbornly refused, even gave up her favorite game,

Xia Wanyuan is speechless. She thinks that there is something wrong with an Rao's brain circuit.

"OK, you've kept your memories. Xiaobao left you a gift. I'll go back and tell him you don't want it."

"No," an Rao wiped her tears, "I'll come tomorrow, waiting for my sister."

Hang up the phone, Xia Wanyuan to go outside the crew, the staff are hiding Xia Wanyuan, for fear that this person a cup of boiling water splashed on himself.

Today, for the first time, junshiling didn't come to meet Xia Wanyuan. Xia Wanyuan thought that he should be very busy, so he drove back to the manor.

Before dinner, junshiling called Xia Wanyuan, saying that he would come back later, and then there was no news.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Xiaobao fell asleep and junshiling didn't come back.

Xia Wanyuan walks downstairs and Wang bogang hangs up. Xia Wanyuan keenly captures Wang Bomei's worries,

"Uncle Wang, how is your grandfather?"

"Ah? Madam, do you know? " Wang Bo was a little surprised. Just now junshiling told him not to let Xia Wanyuan know.

"In which hospital?"

"West of the city." Anyway, Xia Wanyuan knew it, and Wang Bo no longer kept it from her.

The lights in the operating room of Chengxi hospital are still on,

"Mr. Jun, otherwise you go back first and I'll report to you as soon as you have news," Lin Jing advised Jun Shiling,

"No, I'll wait here. You tell my wife that I'm going to work overtime today and ask her not to wait for me," Jun Shiling looked anxiously at the operating room,

The old man was always in good health, but he was old after all. When he changed the cage for the bird in the yard, he didn't step on it and fell to the ground,

For a young man, it might be a good thing to break his bones and muscles for a few days. But the old man, who was in his seventies, was taken to the hospital immediately after his bones fell.

"You know I'll wait for you?" A cold voice came from afar. Junshiling looked up and saw that Xia Wanyuan was coming this way,

"What are you doing here?" Junshiling quickly stood up. Seeing Xia Wanyuan coming, Lin Jing retreated.

After a look at the light in the operating room, Xia Wanyuan came over and said, "why don't you tell me about your grandfather's injury?"

"I'm afraid you're worried." It's already autumn night. It's cool. Junshiling takes off his coat and puts it on Xia Wanyuan,

"How's it going?" Xia Wanyuan gathered her coat, and the smell of junshiling wrapped her in an instant,

"I fell to my head. It's a bit dangerous, but the experts are all in it. It should be no problem."

"I'll wait with you," Xia Wanyuan put his hand into junshiling's palm, and junshiling held it in his backhand,

"I'm sorry to worry you." Junshiling looked at the time. It was close to 12 p.m., which was supposed to be the time for Xia Wanyuan to go to bed.

"Junshiling, you can't do that."