He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

A sharp pain began to spread from his body in all directions at the fastest speed from this moment, and finally detonated in his chest.

He hung his hand on his side, squeezing it tightly and patiently, not allowing any flaws in his back. However, his face became paler and paler, and his steps became heavier.

Looking at him like this, Yun Ling's heart was tense, and he said nervously: "Wei, you..."

"Can I borrow your arm for a while?" Tang Wei interrupted her worried words, her voice was low and her voice was weak.

"Of course." Yun Ling stretched out his hand.

Tang Wei pressed his big palm on her arm, barely supporting his shaky body, and his eyes gradually became gray, his eyes gradually distracted.

Yun Ling breathed tightly, and silently wrapped his hand around his waist. From behind, they must be as sweet and intimate as a couple, but only they knew what they knew. Yun Ling said: "Hold it up again, and you'll get to the elevator soon."

"Yeah." Tang Wei nodded.

The distance of just over a hundred meters, to him, was so far away.

Sure enough, every step of the journey away from her was difficult and difficult to take.

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Shang Shiyu stood there and watched them go hand in hand intimately, her chest pained as if she had been struck by thousands of knives.

Closing her eyes, hiding the moistness under her eyes abruptly, her cold little hand slowly moved away from Lan Xiao, holding the wall back into the ward. With the other hand, he stubbornly held the pill box tightly, as if holding a treasure from his own collection.

Lan Xiao looked at the bleak and lonely figure, pondered for a moment, didn't ask anything, just followed up silently.

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The next day.

Lan Xiao had just entered the company, and the staff at the front desk stopped him, "Mr. Lan."

"Ok?"

"This is sent to you by a gentleman." The other party held out an incubator and handed it to him.

"For me?" Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes and took the box. He reached out and touched it, and he could still feel the temperature. He curled his mouth, it looked like a love breakfast.

"Are you sure it was a gentleman, not a young lady?"

The other party smiled back: "Not only is a gentleman, but also a very mighty gentleman."

Lan Xiao shuddered and shook his head. Without even hitting it, he pushed back, "Never mind if the man gave it to me, I don't have this habit."

After he finished speaking, he didn't stay anymore, so he took a step to leave.

Behind him, the lady at the front desk opened it curiously, and then sighed, "It's millet porridge, it's so fragrant~ Boss, if you don't want it, can I help you solve it?"

"Okay, you..." Lan Xiao raised his hand, generously preparing for approval. However, halfway through the conversation, he turned around and said, "What did you say was sent?"

"Millet porridge." The other party looked at him inexplicably.

Lan Xiao thoughtfully, the next moment, he walked back, and personally covered the insulation box, "The person who sent it, was it about 180, with a Chinese character face, and dark brows."

"Well, that's right."

That's what Yu Sheng beside Tang Wei is right!

"Okay, I see." Lan Xiao lifted the insulation box, did not return to the company, but turned and walked out.

The other party looked at the figure inexplicably, didn't he just say no? At first it sounds like millet porridge, and the attitude makes a 180° turn?

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Lan Xiao drove the car and went directly to the CCAV TV station. Along the way, he glanced at the insulation box placed on the co-pilot several times.

I took my mobile phone and dialed a serial number to go out.

Over there, Yu Sheng answered the phone.

"The millet porridge in my company is what your President Tang meant?" Lan Xiao asked straightforwardly.

"Miss Shang's stomach needs to be taken care of. Mr. Lan, I hope you don't mind."

Lan Xiao adjusted his sitting posture and smiled lazily, "You, Mr. Tang, let me take it so much. Doesn’t Mr. Tang mind?"

"Siye's meaning, I believe Lan can always understand it."

Lan Xiao curled his lips and said nothing. Tang Wei went around such a circle and sent millet porridge to himself, naturally to prevent Shi Yu from knowing his thoughts.

Looking at his attitude towards Shi Yu yesterday, it seemed not easy.

Lan Xiao shook his head, really can't understand these complicated human beings.

When he got downstairs at CCAV, he called Shigure. Shang Shiyu came down soon. He still sat in the car and didn't get out of the car. He just rolled down the window.

"Why did you come here so early?" Shang Shiyu glanced at his watch. It's just after eight o'clock.

"I came here to see if you had breakfast or not. How about it, this temporary date is doing pretty well, right?" Lan Xiao raised his jaw, asking for praise.

"Hey~" Shang Shiyu expressed disbelief, "Did you come to our station to do something?"

Lan Xiao handed her the thermos from the window, and Shang Shiyu held it in his arms, unexpectedly.

Lan Xiao explained: "Millet porridge will nourish your stomach."

Shang Shiyu lifted the lid in surprise, and the fragrant porridge also brought the warmth to her face, causing a strong warmth to rise in her originally cold heart. She looked at Lan Xiao with a deep gaze, and said gratefully: "Thank you."

Lan Xiao opened his lips and wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything.

However, this ‘thank you’ made him feel ashamed. So he waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, if you are really grateful, remember to finish drinking the porridge. Hurry up and go to work!"

"Well, then I will go up."

"Also!" Lan Xiao stopped her, "Don't forget to take the medicine on time. If you want to be like before, your stomach will cause a serious problem for you sooner or later!"

He said the last sentence with a serious face. Shang Shiyu laughed instead, "I see, I eat on time."

"Go." Lan Xiao waved his hand and watched her walk into the building holding the thermos until the figure was completely out of sight, before he looked back.

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"Wow~~" Since she opened the insulation box in the lounge, Ning Mu has been turning around her, "Shangshang, your love breakfast is okay! Millet porridge is also served with nutritious soup. I can’t tell. It turns out that Mr. Lan is so careful?"

"Would you like a little drink?"

Ning Mu shook his head repeatedly, "I don't want it. This is a love card, for you to drink, what am I drinking?"

Shang Shiyu took a sip from the spoon. The smell of the entrance made her heart tremble, and her mind was a little dazed.

She immediately took another sip.

This smell...

So familiar.

She felt that she was probably crazy, but she actually felt that this was like Tang Wei's porridge. But how is it possible? He would never cook for her again. In the future, I will never have any chance to taste his craftsmanship.

Thinking of this, the originally sweet porridge became more and more bitter. Between the nose, a faint sourness floated. She was afraid of leaking her emotions in front of Ning Mu, so she just buried her head and gulped porridge.

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