Xiang Xiaoyuan returned to the villa, but he didn't find Cheng Hao, and he didn't come back until it was dark, presumably still working overtime.

Thinking that capitalists also have the difficulties of capitalists, and they still have to work at this juncture, I called and asked if I wanted to leave him dinner.

Xiaoyuan walked around, and the phone was connected, but no one answered.

Passing by his bedroom, there was a faint ringing of his mobile phone.

Xiaoyuan was shocked and hurried over.

The bedroom door was hidden and opened with a slight push.

It was dark inside, and thick curtains covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, blocking the inside so tightly that it was impossible to see anything.

This is the place where she swore to Xiaoyuan never to come in, and since the last time she witnessed that unbearable scene, this place has been listed as taboo by her.

She stood at the door and hesitated for a long time before she walked in and turned on the light.

Cheng Hao was lying on the bed sideways, I don't know if it was because the room was too big and the bed was big, but it made him look very small.

I always felt that he was intimidatingly tall, and I always had to look up to him. Looking up, people feel that even if the neck bones are broken, they will not touch the edge of him.

Looking at him from this point of view now, there is an indescribable weirdness.

Mr. Cheng ...... Mr. Cheng ......" Xiao Yuan called softly as he cautiously approached.

Seeing him motionless, she couldn't help but be a little scared.

Finally, I rubbed to the side of the bed and saw his face.

He slept deeply, but his breath was short. The long corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the beautiful eyelashes are like fans.

For the first time, Xiao Yuan understood what it meant to have slanted eyebrows and sideburns, and what it meant to have red lips like peaks, his protruding eyebrow bones and high nose bridge, Asians rarely grew up like this.

I never realized that he could be so good-looking, so good-looking and unbelievable, it made her heart pound.

Seeing that his face was crimson, and fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, Xiao Yuan reached out and touched his forehead, just once, the heartbeat that was too fast just now suddenly stopped, like falling to the bottom.

"Mr. Cheng!" Xiang Xiaoyuan shouted almost frantically, shaking his arm rudely.

Cheng Hao was dazed, opened his eyes, and was greeted by Xiao Yuan's anxious and panicked expression.

"You're having a fever, let's go to the hospital!"

Xiaoyuan lifted the quilt and tried to help him up.

Cheng Hao knew that he was burning badly, but he still refused: "I won't go!"

"No!" Xiang Xiaoyuan was anxious.

At this time, a high fever must not be taken lightly, in this special period, a little careless, the consequences may be fatal.

"Please......" Cheng Hao's voice was weak.

His sharp gaze became deep and frightened, everyone knew what the consequences would be if he went to the hospital at this time, he still had too many things to do, he couldn't be isolated.

Xiao Yuan looked at him, his arm was tightly grabbed by him, and his palm was hot, as if it was about to burn someone.

Xiang Xiaoyuan hesitated in his heart, everyone knew the consequences of going to the hospital under this situation at this time.

This is an extraordinary period, a very special period in Chinese history.

"Okay, as long as the fever can go down, don't go!" Xiao Yuan's voice trembled and compromised, she also knew that her compromise was ridiculous.

Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief. When he found out that he had a fever, only he knew best.

Panic like never before, cranky thinking.

Loneliness and loneliness can always find themselves at such times, because they know how vulnerable they are at this moment, and even if they force themselves to sleep, the nightmare will not let them go, until they see her face, like a ray of sunlight breaking through the darkness.

In an instant, he had the feeling of returning from hell to earth.

Xiao Yuan watched him take the medicine, sat on the edge of the bed with him silently, and saw that the thermometer was from 38. 2 down to 37. 1, although it is still on the high side, it is much better than just now.

"Let's go...... I don't want to infect you. Although the fever has subsided a little, Cheng Hao still has no bottom in his heart.

This girl is very sorry for her life and doesn't want to bother her.

Xiao Yuan was silent, watching him finish eating porridge, and then said, "Let's sleep first, don't lock the door." "Yes

After packing up your things and going out.

Cheng Hao watched her walk away, watching the door being closed little by little, he stretched out his hand as if to grab something, but he couldn't catch anything.

Everything Weishenme has at this time will seem so pale and powerless, and it will make people feel cold to the bottom.

He tugged at the quilt and gathered himself up, clutching a plush pillow in his arms.

In this way, will it not be so desolate and lonely......

Xiang Xiaoyuan stood quietly at the head of his bed, the time had passed midnight, and he didn't know how he was now.

Xiao Yuan didn't dare to wake him, but just opened the curtains to let the moonlight in, and the moonlight shone on his face, adding a mysterious cyan to his handsome countenance.

Watching him curl up and hug the quilt tightly to sleep, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt a little sad.

Only a child who has been injured sleeps like this, revealing to outsiders from top to bottom that he has no sense of security.

Xiao Yuan touched his forehead, and her heart jerked, so painful that she hurriedly squatted down to cover her heart.

After a while, she reached out and touched his neck again, then turned on the floor lamp.

Cheng Hao looked at the light in a daze and was a little dizzy, it was her, she was still there.

“38。 4!" Xiao Yuan looked at the thermometer, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

In the middle of the night he burned again.

Cheng Hao looked at the numbers on the thermometer, and suddenly smiled at Xiaoyuan: "You go......"

Xiaoyuan stood still and did not move.

"Go, go, get out of here!" he yelled.

Xiao Yuan still stood like that, looking at him.

Suddenly, Cheng Hao coughed violently, it's over, it's all over......

Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly turned around and ran out, looking at her back Cheng Hao laughed, he coughed, laughed, and couldn't breathe.

I never thought that this was the end, the most indifferent ending possible......

Zuihou is really just himself, lonely, maybe a lifetime of loneliness, has really become a reality......

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan rummaged through the wine cabinet and finally found a bottle of wine he knew.

She picked up the flannel wrapped in the bottle a few times, pried open the lid and sniffed it, frowned, this is it!

Cheng Hao was still sitting on the bed in a daze, he didn't see what Xiang Xiaoyuan was holding in his hand, and he was pushed down by Xiaoyuan.

I don't know where this girl got such a big brute force, she picked herself up in a few clicks, and there was only a panty left.

He didn't even have time to react, he didn't have time to struggle, what the hell was she going to do?

Xiang Xiaoyuan pressed him and said in a commanding tone: "Don't move!"

Then bite the cap with your mouth and pour the wine over the cotton cloth.

Cheng Hao only felt a pungent aroma of wine coming to his face, and then there was a cold feeling on his back. With the volatilization of alcohol, a warmth rose from the body again, and the person instantly became much more sober.

"Weishenme isn't leaving, aren't you afraid?" asked Cheng Hao softly.

"I'm scared, so I can't go!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan's voice is so firm and determined.

Suddenly, a few drops of warm liquid dropped on Cheng Hao's back.

He knew that it was Xiaoyuan's tears.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they were silent, only the sound of the rubbing of the cotton cloth on the skin.

Cheng Hao suddenly felt that this kind of silence was no longer frightening, so he buried his face in the pillow and fell asleep.