The front of her eyes was blurry, on the opposite road, it seemed that someone was waving to her, giving her a stop gesture, her heart was fragile, her eyes were blurry, she couldn't see people's expressions clearly, she couldn't see the road clearly, she stumbled under her feet, and the sadness in her heart couldn't be controlled.

She doesn't know if she's crazy!

I must have been crazy, so I crossed the road as if I was dying.

I have walked a long way, but there is still the sound of the car horn behind me, and all kinds of abuse from the driver.

"There's something wrong, isn't it? If you want to die, find another place, it's too *** unlucky!"

"One or two, both *** crazy?"

Then, the voice stopped abruptly, her mind was empty, she couldn't think of anything, and she didn't want to look back, just strode forward, the people around her sighed, all pointing at her, she frowned, and finally ran up, running hard, her face stinging, the evening breeze smashed on her face, and it burned even more.

I don't know how long I ran, until the cold and biting rain hit his face, Tang Qian came to his senses, sat on the ground in a daze, and let the raindrops the size of beans fall on his body.

When Mo Yafu woke up, she saw her own ceiling in front of her, looked around the whole bedroom, and found that the bedroom was empty, and the small bedroom, which was obviously full of furniture, looked a little lonely.

With a wry smile, Mo Yafu put on her slippers and stood up, went out, and saw the tall figure on the sofa, she was suddenly stunned, and then her eyebrows were dyed with surprise, "Anan!"

The man's slender fingers lit with cigarettes, but he didn't see him take a puff, just pursed his lips slightly, frowned slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking!

When Gu Jingnan heard Mo Yafu's voice, he seemed to come back to his senses, raised his head, and hooked the corners of his lower lip towards Mo Yafu, "Why don't you take a break?"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have delayed the time to find Tang Qian!" Mo Yafu lowered her head, looking annoyed, "Crossing the road just now, it was too scary, I just ......"

I fainted!

Gu Jingnan pursed his eyebrows, threw the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then said slowly: "It's none of your business, even if you don't faint, I won't look for her, a woman who is determined to find death, what to do with her!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Gu Jingnan's voice suddenly became cold.

Mo Yafu was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and stood in place, her eyes swept over Gu Jingnan's wet hair and suit, and her eyes flashed.

Gu Jingnan got up, grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bedroom, Mo Yafu was stunned, her heart suddenly became nervous, her eyes stared at the man's side face, under the light, his side face was incredibly beautiful.

It wasn't until the man pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit on the bed that she came back to her senses, her face was red and red, and she grabbed Gu Jingnan's big palm, feeling the man's face gradually approaching, and her heart became even more flustered. In the panic, there was a touch of ecstasy and anticipation.

Following the man's every move, she saw the man's big palm reaching out to her collar, Mo Yafu had a smile on the corner of her lips, and her palm slid down the man's arm to his shoulder, but she didn't expect that the collar was tight, and she was surprised, she immediately lowered her head, and saw the man tuck her collar, and then stroked her hair twice, "You sleep, I'm leaving!"

Filled with loss in her heart, Mo Yafu couldn't help but tug at his sleeve, raised her head and looked at him softly, "Are you going to leave again?

Gu Jingnan was stunned, sat down again and hugged her in his arms, "The company has a lot of work backlog during this time, and it needs to be dealt with!"

Mo Yafu sighed, thought about it, and finally spoke: "Anan, actually, I understand that you married Tang Qian in order to protect me, but it is too unfair to her like this, otherwise, you divorced her and let her ......"

"No!" Gu Jingnan interrupted her words suddenly, his eyebrows twisted, and his eyes deepened, "I have my own arrangements for this matter, you can rest, I'm tired after doing so many things today!"

After Gu Jingnan finished speaking, he dimmed the bedside light, put down the pillow, covered the quilt for her, and turned around and walked out.

Mo Yafu was stunned for a moment, until she heard the sound of the door closing in the hallway, and then sighed faintly.

The car braked suddenly, splashing a curtain of water on the road.

Parking the car inside, Han Ziyu picked up the umbrella in the passenger seat and ran towards the petite figure not far away.

The rain was so heavy that if he hadn't looked carefully, he probably wouldn't have seen the figure sitting on the stairs at all. Running closer, I saw the woman curled up, hugging her knees, the whole person was buried in her knees, her whole body was wet, her shoes were gone, and only a pair of white and tender feet were exposed.

With a pain in his eyes, he bowed down, propped up all the umbrellas, and gently shook her shoulder, "Tang Qian......"

Unexpectedly, in a flash, the woman's body fell crookedly to the side, Han Ziyu was taken aback, and he couldn't care about raising the umbrella, so he threw the umbrella handle aside, and hurriedly picked up Tang Qian and ran to the car.

The woman's face was as pale as paper, her hair was wet, her lips were purple from the cold, and although she had fainted, she was trembling all the time.

This is what it looks like!

Han Ziyu couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart.

There were no other clothes on the car, so I pulled out all the things that could be used to keep warm, put them on the woman, and without a moment's delay, started the engine and drove towards the hospital.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Han Ziyu wiped a handful of water droplets on her face, and when she turned her head, she saw that she didn't know when she had woken up, twisted her eyebrows, and looked at him with a pale face.

"I'm not going to the hospital!"

The woman's voice was hoarse and weak. But this sentence is firmly stated.

Han Ziyu was stunned, and then said: "No, you are sick like this, you must be treated!"

Look at her all over her body, she is full of wounds, and now she is drenched in the rain, and it looks like some of the wounds are even oozing bright red blood......

What the hell happened, and how did she become like this......

"Healed...... Will it be okay?" Tang Qian's eyes narrowed, and he muttered softly.

Han Ziyu frowned, and before he even heard what she said, he saw that she opened the car door and fell out of the car.

Taken aback, Han Ziyu just opened the car door and ran over, wanting to help her, but she threw her away.

"We are not from the same world at all, it is better for each to return to our respective circles!" Tang Qianchao took two steps back, and sat down in the rain in embarrassment, the corners of his lips hooked up with a distant and indifferent smile.

Their top-level life circle, her ant-like life, don't understand!

"Tang Qian!" Han Ziyu also seemed to be angry, and dragged her up from the ground. She took a few steps and fell into his arms, completely powerless, and had to struggle a few times, so he held her down.

"You can't control your emotions now, okay, since you don't want to go to the hospital, then go back to my house, after tonight, you want to leave or stay, whatever you want!" Han Ziyu finished speaking, no matter what Tang Qian's expression was, he stuffed her into the car.

I locked the door and drove all the way back to my apartment. Then he directly grabbed Tang Qian's collar and carried her into the apartment like a chicken.

"Han Ziyu!" Tang Qian was so weak that he couldn't even spit out a complete sentence except for gritting his teeth along the way.

After a series of temperature checks to check the wound on her arm, Han Ziyu came to the conclusion that she was pale and weak, and that she was hungry.

Luckily, the wound was wet from the rain, but it was not infected!

Tang Qian frowned, and before he could speak, Han Ziyu volunteered to cook......

I can't tell you how she feels in her heart, but at this moment, she really doesn't have the strength to toss!

The whole body was wet, Tang Qian raised his wrist and took a look, he really felt that he was really crazy, sick, and not lightly sick!

"There's dry clothes on the bed, it's mine, don't mind if you put it on!"

Han Ziyu's voice came from the kitchen, and from Tang Qian's angle, only his slender back could be seen.

More than 200 square meters of apartment, in the most prosperous area of City A, the apartment is a guest bedroom, from the sofa, you can see the bedroom, bedroom and living room, only a hollow carved isolation.

Tang Qian, barefoot, wiped on the fluffy carpet, walked towards the bedroom, picked up the men's shirt on the bed, glanced at the kitchen, and then entered the bathroom with frosted glass.

Han Ziyu finally heard the movement coming from the other end, hooked the corners of his lips, and shook his head helplessly.

"Goo-goo-goo"

The water didn't know how long it had been boiling, but Han Ziyu came back to his senses, staring intently at the sudden blisters, deliberately ignoring the sound of water flowing in the frosted glass not far away.

At the beginning, this kind of decoration of the guest bedroom was requested by him on his own initiative, so this whole building belonging to Han's Real Estate was built like this, and the design was simple and clear at a glance, which he liked very much. It can be said that he is the only one in this building, and he has the keys to all the floors......

But now, this favorite design has become embarrassing.

Although the glass is not all transparent, through the light inside, the woman's bumpy figure can still be vaguely distinguished, from the delicate and smooth neck, all the way down...... Blurry, but with a half-concealed style, his eyes swept over unconsciously again, his ears buzzed, and he could even feel the sound of the water rushing against his smooth and white skin......

The Adam's apple moved lightly, Han Ziyu clenched his fists, took a deep breath, turned around, threw the noodles into the boiling water, put the seasoning, and the fragrance in the pot suddenly diffused, suppressing the thoughts in his heart a little.