Chapter 311
When An Chen entered the room, he put his coat on the chair casually, then took his things and went into the bathroom.
It's been a few days since I took a shower. An Chen somehow disliked himself, but he was really too sleepy. An Chen washed himself as fast as he could and got into bed to sleep.
Originally, I wanted to set an alarm clock, but before I finished setting it, An Chen fell asleep.
This night was really a good night's sleep. If it wasn't for Ji Xuan's knock on the door, An Chen felt that he could have slept forever.
An Chen climbed out of bed in a daze and walked towards the door, feeling as if he was stepping on cotton, light and light.
She touched her forehead, um, she didn't have a fever.
After the door opened, Ji Xuan and Ling Han stood outside the door. After An Chen opened the door, he turned and walked back, Ji Xuan and Ling Han closed the door and walked in.
Suddenly, An Chen fell backward unconsciously, Ji Xuan and Ling Han were startled, but they still caught An Chen steadily.
"An Xiaochen!"
"Chen Chen!"
The two called An Chen, but An Chen didn't respond at all.
An Chen felt that she had lost consciousness, the surroundings were pitch black, and there were various noises ringing in her mind. She tried desperately to drive these noises out, but it was of no avail.
She felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, slowly sinking, like a drowning person, desperately trying to swim up, desperately trying to absorb the slightest bit of oxygen.
In a trance, An Chen heard the voices of Ji Xuan and Ling Han, right next to his ears, very clearly.
An Chen opened her eyes and was in a daze. It took her a while to return to normal. Ji Xuan and Ling Han's anxious faces appeared in front of them.
"An Xiaochen." Ling Han helped An Chen to sit up.
As soon as the door was closed, An Chen almost fell down again. She turned on the faucet, and then there was a burst of heart-piercing retching, which ended with a mouthful of blood.
An Chen looked up at herself in the mirror. She was extremely embarrassed. She slapped water on her face indiscriminately to wake herself up. Her face was frighteningly pale. An Chen cried and laughed, and then washed normally.
When I went out, it became the usual way again.
"An Chen!" Ji Xuan called An Chen's full name, "If you make this kind of joke again in the future, I will deduct your dessert."
"Stop it, Brother Ji Xuan, you are the best." An Chen leaned over and rubbed against Ji Xuan, and wiped off the water by the way.
Ling Han looked at An Chen worriedly. It really didn't look like he was acting just now. The cold sweat on his head was so realistic. Could it be that An Xiaochen's acting skills are really too good? I hope he didn't think too much.
An Chen also took a look at Ling Han, and by looking at his expression, he knew that he might not believe it too much, and he should be struggling now.
"I'm going to change clothes, do you have breakfast, I'm hungry."
"Yes, I'll get it." Ling Han recovered after hearing An Chen's words, and then went out to get breakfast.
Ji Xuan sat on the sofa and contacted the person in charge of the recording studio, and An Chen went into the bathroom with his clothes in his hands.
Since the endorsement of young, An Chen has not worn other brands of clothes on a daily basis, so almost all of them are casual sports styles.
Black and white are the most basic collocations, and An Chen walked out wearing such a suit.
"Why didn't you wear something thicker?"
"Don't you have a jacket? I'm going to record a song and a variety show today. Wearing too much indoors may make it hot."
"Then I'll take some thick clothes with me for a while. If it gets cold, I can change into them. Find a thick coat to wear." Ji Xuan reminded.
An Chen nodded, then sat next to Ji Xuan, looking forward to the breakfast Ling Han brought back, while still thinking about another thing.
(end of this chapter)