The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Black Fans Are True Love 10-11-12

Ji Weiran went upstairs with the takeout. When he passed the elevator, he unconsciously looked at the door of another room, which was still closed. The deserted corridor seemed too quiet.

That's right, he should still be filming at this time.

He pursed his lips. For some reason, Luo Ning seemed to have a strange ability. He was used to living here, but as soon as Luo Ning left, the lively atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

He frowned, opened the takeaway, and suddenly wanted to eat scallion oil noodles. He found a store with good ratings. It looked like it was dyed in sauce color, and also exuded a smell of scallions. But when the noodles entered his mouth, he suddenly stopped. The noodles are sticky and not chewy at all. Is this a high-rated takeaway?

Ji Weiran was a little bit confused about what to eat. Looking at the clearly defined noodles, he suddenly lost his appetite. He settled it hastily and turned on a lively variety show to play. The noisy voices came from inside, and the faint light cast a layer of light on his face.

Early in the morning, when he was doing nothing, a call came in. It was a very familiar number. Ji Weiran hesitated for a while, but finally answered the call.

Luo Ning's soft voice came from the phone, "Brother Ji, do you have time?"

Ji Weiran asked: "What's wrong?"

"I'm in the hospital now. I injured my foot. Can you come and pick me up from the hospital? My agent doesn't have time. I can't do it alone. We happen to live together, so I have to trouble you." Luo Ning said in a tone of voice, a bit pitiful.

Ji Weiran's face darkened, "aren't you filming?"

How could such a good person end up in the hospital?

Luo Ning explained: "Someone tampered with the equipment. Fortunately, the injury was not too serious."

After the previous male lead was kicked out of the crew, he was hidden by the company again. Knowing that he had been beaten to death and there was no chance to turn around, all kinds of resentment and anger were intertwined, and all the blame was directly placed on Luo Ning.

He thinks that if Luo Ning hadn't been so heartless, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

Anyway, it was already miserable, so he no longer cared about Luo Ning's background, and deliberately dragged Luo Ning into the water. He bribed the crew and manipulated Luo Ning's pressure on the floor. Luo Ning was able to do it in time during the filming process.

Fortunately, the height of the floor model was not too high. His life was not in danger, but his foot was accidentally dislocated.

The staff member had already entered the police station, and Luo Ning also went to the hospital for a checkup. He was fine and wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to Ji Weiran.

Not knowing the specific situation of Luo Ning, Ji Weiran felt a little anxious unconsciously. Without pondering the loopholes in Luo Ning's words, he agreed and quickly drove to the hospital.

Walking to Luo Ning's ward, he saw Luo Ning wearing a hospital gown. His thin body looked even more empty in the loose clothes. His image was unkempt, his expression was a little haggard, and his face looked even smaller.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Luo Ning turned around, surprise overflowing in his eyes, "Brother Ji, you're here."

Ji Weiran hummed, looked at Luo Ning's bandaged leg, and asked, "what's going on?"

Luo Ning smiled, "It's just a dislocation, just a minor injury."

"Do you need a wheelchair?"

"No, I can walk as long as you help me."