Chapter 70.1

"That ye leisurely," Yu Shanshan deliberately lowered the voice of these three words, "she seems to be unwell or something recently. She doesn't come to film very much. She hasn't come all day today."

"What's the matter?" Yin Zihan was surprised to hear that, "yes, yes, she's always absent recently, or she's only shooting daytime dramas. Anyway, she's not very dedicated. The male protagonists have some opinions on her."

"Oh, playing a big card?" Yin Zihan said with ridicule, "OK, I know. You keep an eye on me. Tell me when she will come."

"Yes, I see." Yu Shanshan replied respectfully.

"Well, hang up." Yin Zihan hangs up and thinks about it. Ye Youran is not a star. He has no fame at all. It's surprising that he suddenly receives the number one girl. How can he play a big name?

"Ha ha, ye leisurely, you can." Yin Zihan looked out of the window and said, "look how I deal with you, ha ha, ha ha." Yin Zihan's eyes are full of vicious eyes, and his low voice makes his back cool.

Li Xiuming hangs up Yin Zihan's phone and calls Ling Yixue again. He still turns off the phone. He is worried about what happened to Ling Yixue. After thinking about it, he finds Deng Wei's phone in the address book, but he refuses to dial it.

Li Xiuming looks at his mobile phone for a while, thinks about it, calls Wei Yi, and gets through, "hello."

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Well, did you go to the hospital?" Li Xiuming moved his Adam's apple and couldn't say what he was confused about.

Wei Yi, on the other side of the line, understood why Li Xiuming was calling. With a knowing smile, he said, "No

"Oh, well, nothing more." Li Xiuming hung up a little disappointed, the car also drove to his home, Li Xiuming sat in the car, holding the steering wheel for a long time.

He wants to go to the hospital to see Ling Yixue immediately, but it's too late now. She may have gone to bed. Besides, he is embarrassed to face Deng Wei because of his missing appointment yesterday.

Li Xiuming tangled looking at the mobile phone, or summon up the courage to dial Deng Wei's phone.

"Hello? Xiuming, it's so late. What can I do for you? " Deng Wei in Dr. Xu's room is a little uncomfortable when she sees Li Xiuming's phone call.

"Well, it's no big deal. How about Yixue?" Li Xiuming asked carefully, looking for reasons for his missing appointment yesterday.

"Oh, ah Xue has gone to bed. These two days have been very good. You are very busy. Recently, if you are free, come and have a look." Deng Wei gently said, turned to see waiting for her doctor Xu, want to hang up the phone.

"Oh, well, that's good. Yes, there's a new project all of a sudden. It's a little hard to leave. I will definitely go." Li Xiuming's hanging heart finally let go, hung up the phone, and Li Xiuming breathed a sigh of relief.

When Li Xiuming comes home and looks at the empty TV cabinet, the picture frame that was originally placed on it makes Li Xiuming feel uncomfortable again. Li Xiuming walked into the room and gently picked up the picture lying on the table. He felt a faint pain in his heart.

This photo was taken by Li Xiuming when he was 9 years old in the park with his mother and Xia Wanqing's mother and daughter. The girl beside him is Xia Wanqing's daughter. This photo is taken by Xia Wanqing's husband.

It wasn't long after the photo was taken that something happened on the stage. Xia Wanqing lost her husband, daughter and her dancing legs. Li Xiuming felt sorry for Xia Wanqing, but at the same time, he couldn't bear to lose the photo, because it was the most brilliant time for her mother to laugh.

At that time, mother had not divorced her father, mother had not despair, nor was she ill. That time was perhaps the happiest and warmest time for Li Xiuming.

Li Xiuming looks at his mother in the photo with a bright smile, but his heart is very bitter. Whether it's Deng Wei or ye Youran's mother, Li Xiuming is envious and sad.

Li Xiuming reaches out and touches the necklace on his neck. His nose is sour. All the past and sadness surge in. Li Xiuming closes his eyes and lies on the bed in pain.

In the hospital, Ling Yixue is sitting on the bed with insomnia. The dim light at the head of the bed sets off the lonely atmosphere. Ling Yixue can't sleep with her hands around her knees.

She is thinking about Li Xiuming, and she is also thinking about today's affair with Wei Yi. The kiss and intimate contact make Ling Yixue's heart palpitate. But why doesn't Li Xiuming contact herself all the time?

Ling Yixue is upset. When she goes back to the hospital, Deng Wei comes very late. She only accompanies her for a while and then lets her sleep. Then she leaves with Dr. Xu. Ling Yixue knows what they have done.

Ling Yixue looked up out of the window and wondered if every doctor before her, Deng Wei, was upset when Ling Yixue thought of it.

Ling Yixue looked at the time, it was late at night, but she couldn't sleep, so she put on a coat and crept out of the ward. The quiet corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which made Ling Yixue breathless.

Ling Yixue carefully goes down the stairs, but in the corner of the stairs, she hears beautiful melodies. Ling Yixue carefully walks over and sees a 17-year-old boy, wearing a sick suit, quietly playing the harmonica with her eyes closed.Ling Yixue put down her heart and stood not far away quietly listening. The melodious sound of the piano came. Ling Yixue relaxed and closed her eyes. She wanted to enjoy this moment of peace.

After a long time, one after another, Ling Yixue was fascinated by it, as if she was in a paradise, which made her forget all her unhappiness.