Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 301: Saving the Fallen Girl
Lin Yuan bent down and picked up the weak Sun Xiaomo in his arms, then said to the people around him, "Make way."

He carried the person out of the bookstore quickly. The midday sun was so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes. Just as they reached the street, they saw a rickshaw waiting for passengers under the shade of a tree.

"rickshaw."

Seeing that there was business, the rickshaw driver deftly turned the rickshaw around and jogged over.

At this moment, Director Chen also quickly followed behind.

Director Chen naturally thought that the good deed of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress shouldn't all go to this unexpected "Cheng Yaojin" (a character from a Chinese folktale who appears out of nowhere).

If I go over and offer my concern, Sun Xiaomo will surely remember my kindness when she returns to work.

Director Chen noticed Sun Xiaomo from her very first day working at the bookstore.

She was born with delicate features and a high nose bridge, but she was shy and introverted when she met people. She always spoke with her eyelashes lowered. This kind of girl is most likely to arouse his secret desire to conquer.

As Lin Yuan was about to get on the rickshaw, carrying the trembling Sun Xiaomo, Director Chen also tried to get on.

Lin Yuan gave Director Chen a hard shove with his elbow, and Director Chen staggered back a few steps, almost crashing into a roadside utility pole.

Lin Yuan looked at him coldly: "What are you doing?"

Director Chen was suddenly pushed far away. Rubbing his sore shoulder, he frowned and said matter-of-factly, "I'm getting in the car. She's my subordinate, of course I have to go with her."

“If you want to follow, then run alongside me,” Lin Yuan retorted bluntly. “If you delay the rescue, can you take responsibility for that?”

Seeing his appearance, Lin Yuan had a hunch that he was probably Director Chen, the one who used PUA tactics on Sun Xiaomo in the drama.

Lin Yuan still doesn't know whether Sun Xiaomo has been successfully taken advantage of by this guy.

If he hadn't succeeded yet, he certainly couldn't just stand by and watch this delicate flower fall into this guy's trap.

You'd better just obediently come into his bowl.

I already have enough women around me, so taking care of one more won't hurt.

Director Chen's fingers trembled with anger: "Hey, you!"

Lin Yuan hugged Sun Xiaomo tighter, got into the rickshaw, and said to the driver, "Master, please hurry to the nearest hospital."

Director Chen cursed inwardly, "Damn it, what a beast!"

The rickshaw space is so wide, what's wrong with taking one more person in?

Director Chen could only speculate about Lin Yuan's intentions with the utmost malice. What a load of rubbish about saving a damsel in distress; it was clearly lust at first sight.

I must say, he has a pretty good eye for people.

Sun Xiaomo had stopped convulsing in Lin Yuan's arms and gradually calmed down, but she had not yet regained consciousness.

Lin Yuan placed one hand on her waist and the other on her thigh, tightening his arms slightly to pull her into his embrace.

He turned to look at Director Chen, who was jogging behind him, panting, and gave him a meaningful smile.

Then, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted in a voice that Director Chen could hear, "Master, please hurry up, I'll give you double the money."

Upon hearing this, the rickshaw driver quickened his pace, his wheels making a rapid sound as they rolled over the cobblestones.

Director Chen's face flushed red as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. This kid was definitely doing it on purpose.

Since he became the director, he has never done any physical labor again and can't keep up with the rickshaw pullers who make a living by physical labor.

Coincidentally, he didn't see any empty rickshaws along the way.

I finally spotted a few vehicles, but they all rushed past with passengers on board.

The rickshaw left Director Chen far behind. After turning the corner, Lin Yuan suddenly said, "Master, let's stop here."

The rickshaw driver frowned, looking somewhat unhappy. They had agreed to go to the hospital, but they hadn't even covered half the distance yet.

Lin Yuan didn't explain much, and took out a five-yuan bill and stuffed it into the driver's hand.

The driver took the money, his face instantly breaking into a wide smile, all his previous dissatisfaction vanishing.

Lin Yuan carried Sun Xiaomo out of the car. He was very familiar with the streets and alleys of Nanjing and knew that there was a community health station nearby, which was perfect for Sun Xiaomo to rest for a while.

After all, for people like Sun Xiaomo with acquired epilepsy, as long as the seizures are not too severe, there is no need to rush to the hospital every time.

As for Director Chen, since he's so 'enthusiastic,' let him go to the hospital and look for it slowly.

When Lin Yuan carried Sun Xiaomo into the health station, Director Chen had just arrived near where Lin Yuan had gotten out of the car.

Just as the rickshaw driver moved the rickshaw under the shade of a tree to rest for a while, Director Chen rushed over, breathless, plopped down in the rickshaw, and said, "Go to the nearest Jiangning Hospital."

The rickshaw driver was puzzled. Wasn't this the same person who had refused to get on the rickshaw earlier? Didn't he recognize him?
Seeing that the rickshaw driver was still hesitating, Director Chen hurriedly took out his money and said, "Hurry up, I'll give you double the money."

Upon hearing this, the driver pulled the cart and sped away.

At the clinic, Lin Yuan gently placed Sun Xiaomo on the bed and carefully tucked her in.

Sun Xiaomo slowly opened her eyes, stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, and immediately realized that she had relapsed.

Lin Yuan noticed she had woken up and asked in a gentle and considerate tone, "You're awake? Are you feeling better?"

Sun Xiaomo turned her head to look at Lin Yuan, her voice a little hoarse: "Did you bring me here?"

Lin Yuan nodded and explained, "I saw you lying on the ground, trembling all over, so I quickly brought you here. If you still feel unwell, I'll take you to the hospital."

Touched by this unexpected kindness, Sun Xiaomo whispered, "I'll lie down for a little while longer, thank you."

"Have you ever done this in a bookstore before?" Lin Yuan asked.

She shook her head: "No."

Lin Yuan was very satisfied. It seemed that Director Chen had not succeeded in getting what he wanted. This trip to the bookstore today was worthwhile. However, his face remained calm.

"No wonder. Have you not told your colleagues about your situation? They all seem quite... at a loss."

Sun Xiaomo nodded, but a bitter feeling welled up inside her.

It is because of this illness that I am afraid to make friends.

Each time she had an attack, it felt like she was exposing her vulnerability to everyone. She was afraid that her friends would avoid her after seeing her illness, so she thought it was better not to make friends at all.

Over time, she became increasingly introverted and afraid to open up to others.

Seeing her tense expression, Lin Yuan gently comforted her, "It's nothing, everyone gets sick sometimes. Your illness is harmless and not contagious, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Sun Xiaomo looked up at Lin Yuan: "You know about my illness?"

“I had a classmate whose situation was similar to yours. I took him to the infirmary a few times, so I know a bit about it,” Lin Yuan casually made up an excuse, and moved his chair forward half an inch. “Would you be willing to tell me how this illness developed?”

Sun Xiaomo was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I injured my head when I was little, and it's a sequela of that."

“This kind of acquired cause can definitely be controlled as long as you receive timely treatment and maintain a regular lifestyle. As for those who distance themselves from you, don’t take them to heart. In this life, you don’t need too many casual acquaintances; a few true friends are enough,” Lin Yuan patiently comforted him.

Looking at the gentle-looking man with a charming smile, Sun Xiaomo felt a strange warmth welling up inside her: "I still don't know your name?"

"My name is Lin Yuan."

"Thank you, Lin Yuan." She lowered her eyes, her voice tinged with shyness.

"You're welcome. Maybe it's fate. I haven't been to Xinhua Bookstore in a long time, and this happened as soon as I went there today."

Are you going to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books?

"Yes, I was looking to buy 'Those Things of the Ming Dynasty,' but I hadn't found it yet when I saw you suddenly collapse, so I brought it over to you first."

Under Lin Yuan's gentle guidance, Sun Xiaomo gradually relaxed. She propped herself up on the headboard and sat up: "I'm in charge of the children's book display case. I heard that book is selling very well. It was written by an Olympic champion and has the same name as you."

“Actually, it’s not a coincidence of names…” Lin Yuan’s lips curled into a smile. Sun Xiaomo blinked, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, listening to Lin Yuan’s next words.

"That person is me."

Sun Xiaomo stared in surprise, her eyes wide and her lips slightly parted.

"Isn't it surprising? Who goes to a bookstore to buy their own book?" Lin Yuan joked.

Sun Xiaomo nodded and then shook her head.

Lin Yuan explained with a smile, "I've given away all the books the publisher sent me. Tomorrow I'm going to visit an elder, so I had to pay out of my own pocket to buy a copy to present to him."

"Brother Lin, I've kept you from buying books. Let's go back now."

"Are you alright now?" Lin Yuan asked with concern.

"I'm much better, really."

Sun Xiaomo smiled brightly and started to get out of bed. She was a little unsteady when she stood up, and Lin Yuan reached out to help her.

"Okay, let's go back then."

The two walked side by side on their way back to the bookstore.

The two walked quietly along the way.

Sun Xiaomo lowered her head slightly, occasionally glancing at Lin Yuan beside her out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan broke the silence: "You just said you were in charge of the children's book display case?"

"Uh-huh."

Sun Xiaomo seemed to think that the first "hmm" was too soft, so she quickly said "hmm" again, "I usually mainly organize the books over there, picture books and storybooks are all under my care."

Lin Yuan turned to look at her: "How are the books selling?"

"It sold exceptionally well! Many children, after watching it, kept asking when the sequel would be made."

When talking about work, Sun Xiaomo gradually relaxed, and her tone became much lighter.

Lin Yuan nodded slightly and said no more.

"Brother Lin, you wrote this book ten years ago, right? You're really amazing."

Lin Yuan sighed, "Yes, time really flies. I was in sixth grade back then."

Although Lin Yuan used the pen name "Lin Yuan Xian Yu" when he wrote this children's science fiction book, corresponding to the male and female protagonists Lu Yuan and Li Xian Yu.

However, after the exclusive license expired, many publishers approached Lin Yuan to discuss publishing collaborations for the book. Naturally, these publishers listed a whole host of Lin Yuan's identities in the prefaces of the published books.

Therefore, most people would know that the author of this book is Lin Yuan.

Slowly, the two returned to the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore.

Lin Yuan stopped and asked with concern, "Is your body capable of continuing to work?"

"It's okay, I've fully recovered."

The two stepped into the bookstore together, with Sun Xiaomo following closely behind Lin Yuan. Finally, she pulled out the complete set of seven volumes of "Those Things of the Ming Dynasty" from a spot on the social sciences shelf.

Sun Xiaomo mustered her courage and said, "Brother Lin, I... I'll pay for you."

"If you give it to me, I won't want to give it away anymore, what am I going to do?" Lin Yuan shook his head with a smile. "I was just kidding. Since it's a gift for someone else, I should pay for it myself. If you want to thank me, why don't you treat me to a meal next time we meet?"

Sun Xiaomo nodded, blushing.

After Lin Yuan paid the bill, he walked out of the bookstore. Sun Xiaomo hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed him out.

"Brother Lin, when...when will we meet again?" She bit her lip, her voice filled with cautious anticipation.

"I'm going to Beijing in a few days for training to prepare for the Olympics. We won't see each other again until October after the competition."

Sun Xiaomo was a little disappointed, but her introverted nature made her too embarrassed to ask any more questions.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "My sprint competition will be on TV in September. Remember to watch it on time. By the way, where do you live? I'll definitely come to find you when I get back."

Sun Xiaomo quickly replied, "My home is at No. 17 Ginkgo Lane in the old city."

Lin Yuan nodded, silently noting it in his mind, and then asked, "Do you know about the Lin Group?"

Sun Xiaomo nodded; she had heard of this large company.

Lin Yuan said gently, "That's my company. If you're ever bullied here and feel you can't stay any longer, just come here and mention my name. They'll arrange an easy position for you. No one will dare to look down on you here."

Sun Xiaomo was flattered: "Brother Lin, why are you so good to me?"

Lin Yuan lowered his voice and said with a somber expression:

"Remember when I told you about my classmate? When he first had an episode, I just stood there dumbfounded for a long time before I came to my senses. Although he never blamed me, I always felt guilty. I also want to thank you for giving me a chance to make up for my regret."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently tucked a strand of her wind-blown hair behind her ear. "Besides, you're so beautiful and so young. You shouldn't live under the cold stares and disapproval of others."

Sun Xiaomo was deeply moved, as if a dazzling ray of light had suddenly shone into her dark and gloomy life.

Lin Yuan ruined Director Chen's plan. Director Chen will definitely continue to coerce and entice Sun Xiaomo to submit. Lin Yuan left her a way out, so Sun Xiaomo won't easily embark on that path of no return.

Lin Yuan thought to himself, "Another day of saving a wayward girl."

The image of Wen Ju'an suddenly appeared in his mind when he thought of the wayward girl.

It's been a while since I've seen the mother and daughter. I wonder how much taller Wen Ju'an has grown, and whether she's made any progress in her studies. I guess she and Wen Xue still don't get along.

……

the next day.

Lin Yuan formally visited Chang Xingyu's home.

He carried the gift, rang the doorbell, and heard the sound of footsteps, like a little pony running towards him.

When the door opened, Lin Yuan saw a little boy, about five or six years old, who was as pretty as a porcelain doll. He was standing in a perfect horse stance, pointing two fingers directly at the tip of his nose, and said loudly, "Hey, this mountain is mine, these trees are mine, if you want to pass through, leave some money!"

Lin Yuan chuckled to himself; this must be Chang Xingyu's younger brother.

When I returned from the Olympics, this little boy was still in his mother Aunt Lan's arms. In the blink of an eye, he's grown up so much. Time really flies.

A window on the upper floor was suddenly pushed open, and Chang Xingyu, his head covered in white soap bubbles, said to the little child, "Chang Youyou, you better watch out, I'm coming down later and I'll pluck a few stray hairs off the back of your head!"

Chang Youyou turned her head and smiled sweetly at Chang Xingyu, calling out, "Second sister, second sister, I won't do it again!"

Lin Yuan walked inside; Chang Xingyu's parents were both home today.

I had met Chang Xingyu's stepmother, Aunt Lan, before; she was still as young and beautiful as ever.

Chang Xingyu's father was a very dignified and handsome old man with gray hair.

According to Chang Xingyu, my dad was even more handsome than Wang Xingang when he was young.

Lin Yuan then realized that he seemed to have seen this person at a seminar on "Living".

Lin Yuan naturally presented gifts and performed all the proper courtesies.

Chang Xingyu's parents didn't put on any airs. In fact, Chang's father even chatted with Lin Yuan about literary creation. They naturally respected Chang Xingyu's ideas, and they were very satisfied with Lin Yuan. It was a great honor to have such a son-in-law.

Not long after, Chang Xingyu came downstairs after washing his hair. His hair had a fresh fragrance. The first thing he did was to tap Chang Youyou on the forehead.

Lin Yuan and the Chang family enjoyed a pleasant lunch together.

(End of this chapter)