Cosine heated the pot, poured some oil into it, and smiled indifferently.

Lan Qi snorted and said again, "I've never spoken to anyone on Weibo before seeing an idol. It's the first time he has posted on Weibo for someone."

He observed Cosine's face, and his tone was tentative, "Mr. Yu, I think...you should be different in your idol's heart."

Cosine poured the egg liquid into the pot, watching the golden egg liquid slowly solidify, his vision gradually became empty.

"Maybe. But it's just a variety show after all, what do you think?"

Lan Qi didn't quite understand what he was trying to express, "Mr. Yu, although this is just a show, what is recorded is the real thing. By the way, I think Dr. Kong has opened Weibo and gained hundreds of thousands of followers. Well. Mr. Yu, do you want to open one too, there will definitely be many fans who like you."

Cosine shook his head, "Forget it, I want to be quiet for a few more days."

He Fengqiao stayed in the room and didn't come out. The other three people were probably eating on the set. Cosine looked at the empty dining table and was not used to it for a while.

"Mr. Yu, I put the fried rice at Mr. He's door. He should come out and get it."

Lankey came across the hallway.

Cosine nodded.

"You also sit down and eat, or the fried rice will be cold."

After dinner, it was still raining outside and the road was slippery. Cosine did not go out for a walk, but stayed in his room to watch a movie.

It's August, and the air is still hot. Cosine opened the window a little to let in the cool mountain breeze. He stared at the raindrops outside and began to be in a daze.

After an unknown period of time, he heard a noise from downstairs, and the sound of broken dishes.

Cosine estimated that something was wrong, he went downstairs, only to find that He Fengqiao came out of the room.

Fragments of dishes were scattered on the ground. He Fengqiao leaned on a cane in one hand and leaned against the dining table with his other arm, his face pale.

Cosine guessed that his right leg was wrong again, and quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Mr. He, are you alright?"

He Fengqiao's face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat. He looked at Cosine's hand supporting his arm, frowning slightly, "You don't need to worry about me, I will clean up here myself."

"Your legs are inconvenient, so let me do it."

Cosine helped him to sit down on the chair, squatted down, and went to clean up the broken dishes on the ground. It was estimated that He Fengqiao had tripped over the shelf for tableware and chopsticks and made such a loud noise.

Cosine picked up a few large pieces and took the broom and swept the remaining small pieces together.

"Mr. He, have you eaten seafood fried rice just now?" Cosine asked him.

He Fengqiao lowered his eyes and said uncomfortably, "I ate it all."

Cosine smiled, "I tried it for the first time, should it taste okay?"

He Fengqiao's hand holding the cane clenched slightly. He thought it was takeout, but he didn't expect Cosine to do it himself.

"The taste...is ok."

"Mr. He, I want to take the liberty to ask, did you stay in the room because of your leg discomfort today?"

He Fengqiao didn't seem to expect that Cosine would ask such a question. He thought that after what he said to Cosine yesterday, this person should not pay attention to him today.

"Well, I'm working on business during the day. And I don't like to walk around on rainy days like this."

Cosine nodded in understanding, "The humidity in the mountains and the rain will definitely make the injured joint uncomfortable. You can try a hot compress, or smoke it with moxa sticks, it should relieve some."

Cosine thought for a while, and then said, "Or else, I'll go and tell the director team, if you're really uncomfortable, let them take you to the hospital?"

"No, it's the aftermath of a car accident, and there's nothing the doctor can do."

He Fengqiao stared at him with dark eyes, "Are you so nice to everyone?"

This guy is just too kind to the point. No wonder people get bullied.

There are so many people scolding him on the hot search. If he hadn't made a move, those brain-dead fans wouldn't know how long they would have scolded him.

Cosine smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes.

"I've been seriously ill before, so I can understand how the patient feels, and I also know how painful it will be to live with sequelae in the rest of my life, even if I can survive. A person's body, and a person's will."

When he was hospitalized, he also experienced a long period of self-pity, lying on the hospital bed every day thinking about how to jump from the upstairs and end this never-ending pain. Therefore, no one understands He Fengqiao's mood better than him.

He Fengqiao looked at Cosine in surprise.

No one has ever said such a thing to him. After the car accident, his temperament changed greatly, and he was prone to lose his temper and was irritable. Many friends who were good friends in the past also kept him away.

Relatives around him comforted him, just saying that everything would be fine. Most people shy away from talking about his car accident.

But he knew in his heart that his right leg would never get better. That's how his life was. Even if he became the heir of Wako Pharma and the next president, all the money and power would mean nothing to him.

He is now a lame man, a crippled man who will never be able to live like a normal person.

The blemish in his heart could never be filled, and that void tormented him day and night.

"You really deserve to study psychology. I really underestimate you."

He Fengqiao smiled, and his words suddenly changed, "But you have been seriously ill before, and your biological parents didn't know about it? They left you in the orphanage for so many years, and they never thought of coming to see you?"

Cosine wasn't prepared for him to suddenly mention this topic. He searched the original owner's memory and shook his head, "Maybe they have some difficulties, so they put me in the orphanage. Anyway, I grew up safely."