As soon as Qiao Weiwei pressed the connect button, a cold and slightly unhappy voice came to her ears: "Woman, where are you?" ”

On the other end of the phone, wearing a brand-new gray shirt and black trousers, he was sitting in the co-pilot seat, with a gloated face, and Ou Xiangbei, who was driving next to him, had a gloating smile.

Rows of street lamps pass by both sides of the car, and the lights and shadows are staggered, and the expressions of Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei are different.

At this end, Qiao Weiwei thought of the man's entrustment of "Don't tell anyone...... so she made up a lie with Liang Bo, and said: "I'm in Qiao's house, I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry, otherwise you can ask Xiao Nian or Mandy to buy you a set of clothes, and ...... like that."

Afraid that talking too much would arouse Leng Bo's suspicions, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone after finishing and threw the phone back in her bag.

"Cold ...... It's so cold......" The man muttered weakly against the couch, like a helpless child, his lips dry and about to bleed.

She hurriedly ran upstairs, found a white shirt from Qiao Zhihai, and a quilt, and found a comfortable position for the man to lie down.

"Cold ...... It's so cold......" The man who put on his shirt and covered the quilt was still shouting cold, Qiao Weiwei reached out and touched his head, but found that it was scary.

Oh no, he's got a fever......!

Her compassion began to flood again.

In this situation, she was not allowed to leave him alone......

She went upstairs again and found a quilt to cover him, so he didn't cry out again.

She touched his head again, then went into the bathroom to get a basin of cold water, took a towel and walked to him.

One night, constantly changing the water and keeping cold compresses for her, his temperature dropped down......

Qiao Weiwei, who was the most tired and unshaped, threw the towel directly and sat on the sofa opposite him, looking at his sleeping handsome face, she secretly scolded herself for being nosy.

When the man opened his eyes the next day, he saw Qiao Weiwei lying on the sofa sleeping in a dark night, her makeup was also spent, and there were dried blood stains on her face and hands......

The early morning sunlight scattered into the hall and hit her, somehow, it made the man's heart tremble slightly.

"Ahem......" He coughed lightly and tried to get up, but the wound on his chest hurt because of the violent movement.

Qiao Weiwei heard the voice, slowly opened her eyes, supported her sore body, and got up.

When she saw him get up, she immediately stepped forward to support him, sat beside him, reached out and touched his head, and said, "Don't burn it...... Okay, wait a minute, you can go back to your original place. ”

Looking at him so closely, she felt that this man looked very similar to Liang Bo.

His narrow eyes, swept the basin on the ground, and the wet towel, covered his chest, looked at her, moved his bloodless dry lips, and said weakly: "You have been taking care of me?"

An inexplicable emotion wandered in his heart that had been cold for a long time.

"Or else? Who else will there be? Since you're awake too, call your friend and ask him to pick you up. Qiao Weiwei got up, took out her mobile phone from her bag, handed it to him, and said.

The cold phone call came at this moment, and when the man's eyes fell on the two words "cool" on the mobile phone screen, a trace of surprise flashed in his narrow and deep eyes......

The man snatched Qiao Weiwei's mobile phone, hung up the cold call directly, and scolded in a low voice: "shit!" This world is so small! "Just throw the phone aside.