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Last night was really too hard, and after an afternoon of rest, Lan Yifeng felt that he had eased up, and there was still some pain between his legs, but it was not as serious as in the morning.

She put on the powder blue skirt that Huo Qingcang asked her to prepare, took a taxi back to the community, and directly parked the car outside the community, while she walked along the road.

After a while, she heard the sound of a car behind her, and she didn't pay attention at first, until the car suddenly stopped beside her, and she turned her head.

The car door opened, and Zhao Jiyan greeted her and said, "Miss Lan, you get in the car and take care of Qingcang, he has a headache." ”

Lan Yifeng looked at the back seat where the door was opened, Huo Qingcang was half lying on the back seat, his head was clutched with both hands, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Miss Lan, get in the car."

Under Zhao Jiyan's order, she quickly opened the rear door and got into the car.

She didn't want to care about him, but she was full of worry, and she couldn't help but shoot out of her dark eyes, and she didn't even notice it.

"Why is he having a headache again?" Lan Yifeng asked nervously, hasn't Huo Qingcang been sick for a while.

"I don't know." Zhao Jiyan regretted a little, his patient Tao Shanshan asked him to help find Huo Qingcang, he originally called Huo Qingcang and asked him to come and see Tao Shanshan, but he originally refused, and then he didn't come until Tao Shanshan said something to him alone on the phone.

After that, I don't know what happened, when Huo Qingcang walked out of Tao Shanshan's ward, it was already like this.

As early as this would happen, he would not let Huo Qingcang see Tao Shanshan if he said anything.

"Why don't you take him to the hospital......" Lan Yifeng's eyes stared at Huo Qingcang, and his face began to turn blue.

"It's useless."

The car drove to Lan Yifeng's villa, Zhao Jiyan held the half-unconscious man and was about to go to Lan's house, Lan Yifeng immediately stopped him, pointed to the villa opposite, and said, "His house is over there." ”

Zhao Jiyan looked at the door number of Lan Yifeng's house, "That's right, Qing Cang said that he wanted to go home, and the address of the report is here." ”

Lan Yifeng was stunned, and at this time, not until Huo Qingcang suddenly became in severe pain, he let out a low roar, and struggled wildly, looking like he was about to go crazy.

"Get him in." Lan Yifeng immediately opened the door and commanded Zhao Jiyan to help Huo Qingcang to the upstairs guest room.

Zhao Jiyan let him lie down on the bed, and gave him a tranquilizer to prevent him from going crazy when he really couldn't stand it, and seeing that the medicine worked, the man frowned and fell into a deep sleep, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he still has some worries, Qing Cang's performance of this headache attack is very different from usual, he used to hurt people and drop things, but this time he actually held back, even if he fell into a semi-comatose state, he did not go crazy.

Zhao Jiyan suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at Lan Yifeng, who was wiping Huo Qingcang's sweat: "Excuse me, is there still a guest room?" I have to stay here and watch over him today. “

"Yes!" Lan Yifeng nodded, and Aunt Liu cleaned up the guest room next door and left it for him to live in.

When the children came back from school, she told them to be careful when they went up and down the stairs, and the three children knew that their future father was sick and was resting in the upstairs room, and even went upstairs to become very cautious, afraid of making a little noise to wake her.

In the first half of the night, Lan Yifeng also accompanied Zhao Jiyan to take care of Huo Qingcang for a while, until it was almost midnight, and Zhao Jiyan let her go back to the room. She dragged her tired body to lie on the bed, and after a while fell asleep.

Although I am tired, I may have something in my heart, so I haven't been able to sleep well. I don't know how long it took, but the big bed next to her suddenly collapsed, and she woke up suddenly.

"Who ......?" she paused, and the familiar smell of tobacco wafted between her noses.

When she and Huo Qingcang reunited, he liked to smoke, but later, he smoked less and less, and recently, he would play with his mobile phone in his hand, but he wouldn't smoke anymore.

But even so, she remembered the smell of tobacco when he smelled of tobacco.

"Qingcang?" In the dark, she reached out and touched his face and touched a handful of **. He was sweating on his forehead.

"You ......" She was just about to turn on the light and touched his hand, but he grabbed it firmly and brought it to the lips and kissed it.

"Don't turn on the lights." The man's voice was a little hoarse, and he hugged her and lay on the bed together, "Sleep with me." ”

"You...... How's it going? Although she listened to his voice very calmly, she was still a little worried.

"It's okay."

She was hugged by him, and the thin quilt covered the two of them. After a while, he didn't make any other moves.

In such a dark and calm night, being held in his arms so intimately, a sense of peace of mind that I had never felt before gradually emerged. Her eyes widened to see his expression, but the night was too dark for her to see anything.

"...... with the wind" Huo Qingcang called her name softly, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, she felt that there was a faint affection in his voice calling her name.

Her tender little hand touched his big palm along his arm and held it.

The next moment, he turned against the guest, flipped his palm, and buckled with her, the kind of fingers that can only be interlocked between intimate lovers.

"With the wind...... ...... in the wind," he murmured and whispered her name a second time, and then heavy breathing remained.

She didn't know if he was asleep, for fear of disturbing him, so she didn't dare to speak or move, waited quietly, after a long time, the people around her did not move, she guessed that he was asleep, she closed her eyes again, and fell asleep.

It was a rare night without dreams.

At dawn, there was a noisy sound outside, Lan Yifeng woke up and touched it back-

He didn't touch anything, but the place he had walked through was still warm.

She sat up, only to find that Huo Qingcang was standing not far away, holding a music box in his hand.

It was the day they came back from the cemetery, and she had to leave behind the music box that belonged to her.

Huo Qingcang heard the movement, raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that she was sitting on the bed consciously, so he wound the music box, and then opened the lid of the box.

The melodious wedding march rippled in the quiet room, and the two of them were quiet, neither of them spoke, as if they were listening carefully to this common tune.