Following Crime (NSITNL Volume 2) ✔️

Chapter 32 Vol. 2

    Although Zhou Shuo was very upset, Xia Liang called Li Mo as soon as Xia Liang opened his eyes, and he also questioned whether he was guarding outside the door every morning just to wait for Xia Liang to hand over a glass of hot milk when Xia Liang woke up. Meaning, but hearing that Xia Liang vomited so badly, he could only soften his heart, silently walked into the kitchen and refilled a cup of warm milk, and sent it into Xia Liang's bedroom.

    Xia Liang's abdomen was hollow, and she was vomiting like a stomach cramp. After taking two sips of the milk cup, she finally felt better.

    Zhou Shuo knelt on one knee and sat on the floor beside the bed, staring at Xia Liang and drinking the milk before taking the empty cup.

    He originally wanted to say a few words to Xia Liang, but he didn't expect that Xia Liang opened his mouth and said, "Next week, when Li Mo's new play starts, you should hire two bodyguards and follow them on the set for a while."

    "Bodyguard?" Zhou Shuo Frowning, "Who is it for, Li Mo?"

    "Yes."

    "Why?"

    Perhaps the resistance in Zhou Shuo's tone was too obvious, and Xia Liang glanced at him unexpectedly.

    Although he didn't quite understand Zhou Shuo's emotional changes, he didn't bother to think about the reasons. He just wondered whether he should tell Zhou Shuo truthfully.

    He could treat Du Lanze as a close friend to consult about any abnormalities that occurred in his body, but facing Zhou Shuo, he subconsciously wanted to keep some personal privacy.

    Although these privacy may not seem to be a big deal to others, Xia Liang always feels that the relationship between him and Zhou Shuo has changed too quickly, and this change makes him feel a sense of crisis inexplicably—as for what it is like. He didn't think deeply about the crisis, and he didn't dare to think deeply.

    What's more, his "dreaming" skill is just a kind of speculation by Du Lanze. He himself still holds a believable attitude, and he does not dare to really regard himself as a stranger who is not a prophet.

    If Zhou Shuo were to be told about this incident, it might involve him and Zhou Shuo's first time... Xia Liang didn't want to mention the first time between them, especially Zhou Shuo himself.

    "I... don't worry about him," Xia Liang explained vaguely. "He used to show up like this and that kind of situation when he was shooting dramas. Now he suddenly takes the role. I'm afraid that someone will jealous and feel bad about him. "

    Zhou Shuo knew that "someone" Xia Liang was referring to was Gu Lixuan, but he was a bit disapproving.

    He felt that Xia Liang was too unreasonably worried, or in other words, one by one caring was messy, because he cared too much about Li Mo, so he was always vigilant and rumbling.

    "Brother Liang," he pursed his lips, plucked up the courage to ask, "Are you..."

    "Huh?" Xia Liang pressed his hand on his stomach, frowning absentmindedly.

    He felt quite comfortable in his stomach when he drank the milk, but after only a few words, his stomach became restless again, and it was almost torturing.

    Zhou Shuo lowered his eyes and didn't notice Xia Liang's subtle movements. He took a deep breath and continued: "Do you have anything to Brother Mo..."

    Before he finished speaking, Xia Liang suddenly reached out and grabbed the bedside table. There was a small washbasin that spit out all the milk that had just been drunk with one mouth.

    Zhou Shuo choked in his throat for the second half of his sentence, which was really uncomfortable.

    But looking at Xia Liang lying on the bed and wringing his eyebrows after vomiting, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't talk. He couldn't bear to go to the bottom of the relationship between him and Li Mo at this time.

    After all... No matter what Xia Liang thought about Li Mo, he couldn't change the fact that he had his own blood in his stomach.

    Zhou Shuo can only comfort himself in this way.