Su Qinian wheeled Lin Jinran into Ward 501. He glanced around at the environment and then bent down.
He placed one hand on Lin Jinran's shoulder and slipped the other under her legs, lifting her up in a princess - carry.
He gently laid her on the hospital bed. His cautious manner was as if the person in front of him was some precious and valuable jewel that might slip away from his sight if he wasn't careful.
"Su Qinian, you can just leave me here. I'll wait for my assistant. She'll take care of me."
As she spoke, the man fetched a soft pillow and placed it behind her.
Lin Jinran leaned back comfortably and looked into his eyes. The emotions in her eyes grew even more pained.
She didn't want to implicate Su Qinian. The fundamental reason she entered the entertainment industry was to seek revenge.
She hoped that one day she could become a big star and use the pressure of public opinion to make Lin Cheng, Yang Jinzhi, and Lin Tinian pay the price for all they had done.
She wanted to take back everything that belonged to her.
Her beautiful glass - like eyes held a hint of gloomy emotions, rising and falling, flickering.
They were no longer as clear and bright as they were ten years ago.
The hand holding the pillow curled up involuntarily.
There was no longer the former courage and recklessness in her heart.
She only thought about revenge.
She didn't want to implicate Su Qinian, nor did she want to implicate her friends around her.
Her friends were really nice.
She also felt sorry for disappearing suddenly during the college entrance examination year.
"No, I'm free now. I'll stay with you for a while. I'll leave when your assistant comes."
Su Qinian rubbed his slightly tired temples, pulled over a stool, and sat down.
Calls came in one after another on his phone, and there were countless messages.
Su Qinian didn't want to deal with them now. He had found out some time ago that Lin Jinran would be at this film festival. He had worked non - stop for several days to free up these one or two days.
"I'll take a rest first. Lin Jinran, don't think about running away." There was a warning in Su Qinian's words as he gave her a deep look.
He propped his elbow on the bedside table and rested his head on his palm.
After taking another look at Lin Jinran, he slowly closed his eyes.
The large ward suddenly fell silent.
Lin Jinran opened her phone and saw a message from Xiao Jiang. Xiao Jiang said she was on her way and would arrive in about half an hour.
Her agent was asking about her relationship with Su Qinian.
Lin Jinran replied casually: [Maybe Mr. Su is just a kind person. He saw me fall and rushed to send me to the hospital. There's nothing between us.]
Agent: [Jinran, even if there's nothing, there should be something. Haven't you checked the Weibo hot searches? You and Su Qinian are all over it. You've almost stolen the limelight from this film festival. It seems that falling was useful. Hurry up and find a way to get close to Su Qinian. Let him introduce more resources to you.]
Lin Jinran stared at this message for a while and then refused.
Lin Jinran: [Mr. Su is a top - tier star in the industry. I think it's enough for me to have a good relationship with him. There's no need to get too close. Moreover, since Mr. Su entered the industry, there has never been any gossip about his girlfriend, and I won't be the first.]
Lin Jinran had known a lot about Su Qinian's past. She watched him grow from an unknown nobody to a super - first - tier star. She was really happy for him.
Qiao Songyue's last message was: [You had no choice at that time. Your depression had reached a very serious stage, and you were even having hallucinations.]
Apart from Xu Jiaxin, Shen Tingsi, Lin Cheng, Yang Jinzhi, and Lin Tinian, the only person who knew she had depression was Qiao Songyue.
A year ago, she was arranged by her agent to attend a dinner party. The dinner was full of bright lights, and the celebrities were vying for attention. She was like a little lamb that had strayed into a wolf's den, weak, helpless, and pitiful.
At that time, a drunk young master from a certain group eyed her and tried to molest her.
It was Qiao Songyue who directly poured a glass of red wine on the young master's head and sneered, "You dare to touch my person?"
The young master was immediately sobered up when he saw it was Qiao Songyue and fled in a hurry.
Everyone in the wealthy circle knew that you could offend anyone, but you must never offend Qiao Songyue.
She was well - known for her fiery temper.
After watching the young master leave, Qiao Songyue's gaze slowly fell on the diamond necklace around Lin Jinran's neck. Her eyes softened, and she smiled faintly, "Long time no see, Lin Jinran."
"During the semester when you went abroad in senior year of high school, I said I would always protect you. You're my person. No one can bully you. Bullying you means going against me."
Lin Jinran stared blankly at her old friend Qiao Songyue. She was still as bright, public - spirited, and dazzling as she was years ago, like the most brilliant pearl.
"Long time no see, Qiao Songyue." She slightly opened her mouth and it took a while for her to make a sound, her voice trembling slightly.
Qiao Songyue was the only old friend she had seen after nine years.
She wasn't famous. It wouldn't be a surprise if people called her a nobody. Naturally, no old friends came to recognize her.
Later, Qiao Songyue accidentally found out that she had depression, and she kept it a secret, not leaking a single word.
At her request, Qiao Songyue didn't tell anyone else that she had met her, including Su Qinian.
The director of the movie *The Third Party* was also introduced to her by Qiao Songyue.
The great director took a fancy to her at first sight and started preparing to shoot *The Third Party*.
Lin Jinran lay on the hospital bed. The events of the past year flashed through her mind frame by frame like a movie.
Finally, the picture stopped in front of her.
She turned her head slightly and looked at Su Qinian, who had carefully applied makeup. Looking closely, there were faint dark circles under his eyes.
Su Qinian was closing his eyes to rest, breathing steadily.
Lin Jinran carefully moved her body and lay on her side. The man's face was much closer.
She looked at him carefully and painted his features in her mind bit by bit, starting with his eyebrows, eyes, then his nose, and lips.
He hadn't changed much from before.
Lin Jinran got even closer.
The distance between them was only about a fist.
She greedily looked at him for a long time, her heart fluttering.
Slowly, slowly, she reached out her hand as if she wanted to touch him.
When there was only one centimeter left, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked.
Lin Jinran's hand retracted "swish".
She quickly lay back in place.
Someone kept knocking on the door outside the ward. Su Qinian slowly opened his eyes, casually rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his voice was lazy and deep after a nap, "Why don't you let her in?"
Lin Jinran twitched the corner of her mouth. He was awake after all. "I sent her a message to come in later. I didn't expect to wake you up."
Lin Jinran shouted towards the door, "Come in, Xiao Jiang!"
Xiao Jiang came in carrying a bag. When she looked up and saw Su Qinian, her jaw almost dropped in shock.
It had been so long. Why was Su Qinian still here?