Breathed a deep sigh of relief, no matter how helpless and confused Xia Nian was, she didn't have the urge to cry anymore, because she had cried enough back then, and the tears that should have been shed had been shed back then, and now, she was no longer the Xia Nian of seven years ago, she knew how to better and more actively face and deal with all kinds of troubles and difficulties in life.

The moment he raised his steps and was about to turn around and go home, Xia Nian felt that his injured hand hanging by his side was grabbed violently.

Turning around suddenly, Xia Nian was stunned again in an instant.

The four eyes met, Mo Xize's gaze was still warm like the last two times, but there was a hint of something beating in his eyes, what it was, Xia Nian couldn't understand it, because, just for a second, she lowered her head.

Now she is so embarrassed and vulnerable, how can she have the courage to dare to look at him.

"Come with me. His cello-like voice rang in her ears.

"What are you going to do?" she didn't know how to think at all, but instinctively asked such a sentence.

He didn't look at her anymore or answer her, but just pulled her and walked towards his car.

His hands were grabbed by him, and his feet involuntarily kept up with his pace.

He pulled open the passenger door and threw her in, then returned to the driver's seat himself.

"Fasten your seatbelts. He ordered her.

She stared at his angular and handsome side face in a daze, and she didn't know what she was going to do, and even if she heard his words, she didn't know what to do.

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched her stay still, frowned, and couldn't help but lean over to fasten her seat belt.

When each other's bodies approached again, when the faint smell of Qing (Su) Wei (Ya) on each other's bodies filled each other's noses again, his and her bodies couldn't help but stiffen, and each other held their breath.

Unexpectedly, after seven years, he has been in pain for seven years, and he has hated for seven years, but he will take the initiative to fasten her seat belt.

In the seven years since she left, he had never done such a thing for any other woman, but when he saw her, he did it so naturally.

How many other things did he did for her and never did for another woman after she left?

Too much.

Too much, too much.

He didn't want to remember, he didn't want to count it, because if he remembered it once, his heart would be counted once, and his hatred for her would deepen.

The car started, and the two of them were silent all the way, and the air in the car was almost frozen.

He seemed to be driving intently, his white, slender and bony fingers skillfully controlling the steering wheel in his hand, and the car drove steadily and quickly in the direction of the hospital under his control.

She looked at his side face quietly and greedily, this side face that appeared in her dreams countless times was presented in front of her eyes at this moment, like every dream, which made her feel like she couldn't grasp it.

******

When he arrived at the hospital, Xia Nian was taken to treat his wounds, and Mo Xize came to the end of the corridor and dialed the phone number of his assistant Qin Feng, asking Qin Feng to notify the police to recover Xia Nian's bag and all the things in it as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xize returned to the emergency room to see a doctor to help Xia Nian treat his wound.

The iodine wine was poured on the bloody wound in Xia Nian's palm, Mo Xize couldn't help but tighten his heart when he looked at it, frowning slightly, but when his eyes fell on Xia Nian's face, he saw that she didn't even frown, and there was no reaction on her face, as if she was looking at the wounds on someone else's hand.

He suddenly remembered that once she accidentally cut her finger while chopping vegetables, and her tears fell big at that time, and he hugged her and coaxed and comforted her for a long time before she broke into laughter.

However, today, a piece of skin as big as the palm of her hand was rubbed and bled so much, not only did she not shed tears, but she didn't even frown when she was treating the wound.

Has she changed? Or did she play too well and realistically?