Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 671 Her worry is more important than fate (4)

Ye Qiwen's voice has always been contagious, she is easy to impress others, especially when she is committed.

After Ye Qiwen entered the recording studio, the recording teacher treated Ye Qiwen very badly, but after Ye Qiwen spoke, even the recording teacher closed his eyes to enjoy her voice.

The agent hasn't seen Ye Qiwen's devotion for a long time. She looked at Ye Qiwen with pride in her eyes. The worried heart is put down, what if it is not red? After a big deal, I will go back to the theater. If I don’t have a concert, I will release the film once every five years. If this is the case, it will be more convenient for Ye Qiwen to make fine music. One day, the audience will forget everything and only remember her singing.

Ye Qiwen sang the last paragraph and slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little melancholy. The first time she sang that she felt that she had told a long and beautiful story, the story was slightly sad, even if there was no ending, But she felt that these two people did not come to the end.

Song Zhuochen looked at her outside with a smile on his face. Penny is Penny after all, and no one can defeat her.

Ye Qiwen didn't take off the headset for a long time, she just stood there looking down at the score. She was alone in the studio. The agent and the recording teacher were looking at her through the glass of the studio. Neither the recording teacher nor the agent found anything. Only Ye Qiwen. For a moment of contemplation, she always felt movement in her ears, so she took it off The headset, raised her head and looked at the top of her head, her eyes widened in an instant that had been stable, and she saw the stone slab on top of her head trembling, and immediately there were traces of falling.

She only hesitated for three seconds, but in these three seconds, the stone slab had already reacted and suddenly fell off the beam. Ye Qiwen forgot to run, and subconsciously squatted down to hold her head. As soon as she squatted down, she was pulled away by a force of gravity-‘Boom! Ye Qiwen's eardrum was painful with the violent sound of the slate hitting the ground, but she didn't feel any pain in her body.

Just when Ye Qiwen wanted to open her eyes to see the scene in front of her, she realized that someone had pressed her head into her arms with both hands, and used this body to block the slate for her. A painful muffled sound was particularly clear to her ears. She raised her head to look at the man above her, and when she saw Song Zhuochen, her brows were suddenly closed: "Song Zhuochen!"

Why is he here?

Song Zhuochen could not answer her, his face twisted with pain, and the words popped out from his lips with difficulty: "Are you... okay?"

Ye Qiwen held Song Zhuochen with both hands, she couldn't care about her grievances: "I'm fine, are you hurt there?"

Song Zhuochen shook his head, but his face was pale and bloodless, extremely ugly.

Her eyes searched him anxiously, his upper body was not in the way, but the ankle was pressed by the slate, and there was blood flowing down his shoes, the bright red made his gray coat darker.

"You...you bleed..." Ye Qiwen looked at his leg under the stone slab in shock. Because the stone slab hit the ground violently and a lime mist rose up, Ye Qiwen couldn't see the surrounding environment. She was choked by the mist and didn't forget to call for help: "Is there anyone? Come on! Hurry up!"

Ye Qiwen's face was full of anxiety, her eyes were looking around. Song Zhuochen, who was injured, was not in a hurry. Even though his face was very bad, he still kept a faint smile at the moment. She was satisfied to see Ye Qiwen caring about her, even if he was smashed several times. He felt it was worth it to trade his life for her care.

The agent came in the next few minutes, and she brought in a security guard. Then the big stone slab fell down, and she only saw Ye Qiwen squatting down with her head in her arms. She felt very bad in her heart. She had a foreboding that Ye Qiwen was in great danger, but when Ye Qiwen was picked up, it was not her that was injured, but another one. People, this makes the agent a little slow.

Ye Qiwen couldn't explain anything. She pushed Song Zhuochen into the ambulance. Even if many people were shooting her, she had no time to stop. She kept holding Song Zhuochen's hand and accompanied him to the ambulance.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of blood, it's okay." Ye Qiwen looked at Song Zhuochen comforting, but she said that she was comforting herself: "If you don't bleed, it hurts the bones. Then it's serious. The bleeding is just skin trauma. ,nothing……"

Seeing her worried about shedding tears, Song Zhuochen felt both happy and distressed. He raised a hand and rubbed Ye Qiwen's face: "Don't cry."

This is a good thing for him, if she can keep worrying about him like this, he would rather lie down like this.

"I'm sorry..." Ye Qiwen bowed her head. She didn't know why Song Zhuochen appeared there, but she must apologize. If it wasn't for saving her, he wouldn't be what he is now.

Song Zhuochen shook his head and said nothing, this state is really not suitable for talking about love.

Finally, Song Zhuochen was sent to the hospital. Before he was pushed into the emergency room, she pulled the doctor anxiously and asked, "Doctor, he won't have any big problems, right?"

"It hasn't been checked yet. It's hard to tell. If it's light, it should be fine with a cast. If it's heavy, it may require amputation." The doctor said lightly to Ye Qiwen while wearing a mask.

Ye Qiwen's eyes widened hollowly, and she slowly but unable to repeat the two words the doctor said: "Amputation..."

If she really needs amputation, she will make herself guilty for a lifetime.

"Get rid of you, and save him with all my strength." Ye Qiwen's eye sockets have been tender, and she who claims to not shed tears seems to be full of tears.

No one knows what the injury has become like Song Zhuochen himself. The doctors and nurses pushed him into the emergency room, but he refused to enter.

"Ms. Penny, please persuade Mr. Song, if he doesn't go in, how can we help him?" The doctor took off the mask and walked to Ye Qiwen in the waiting area.

When Ye Qiwen heard the news, she gave a scream in her heart, and followed the doctor quickly.

"Song Zhuochen, what do you want to do!" Ye Qiwen bent down and stared at Song Zhuochen, who was pale, and looked at him anxiously and annoyed.

Song Zhuochen asked a very irrelevant question at such an important moment: "Qiwen, do you still have feelings for me...?"

"Are you crazy? You didn't go in just to ask this?" Ye Qiwen raised her tone at him.

"This is very important to me, maybe... I can't get out anymore..."

"You can't say this kind of thing!" Ye Qiwen directly blocked his words and couldn't face such a result.

Song Zhuochen laughed weakly: "Give me a reassuring answer."

Ye Qiwen bit her lip. At this time, is she telling the truth or lie to him?

She only thought for three seconds, and still told him the most sincere answer: "I don't know the answer..."

Hate and love, she has long been confused.

(End of this chapter)