Night is like a goddess above the nine heavens......

She's cold! Aloof! Looking down on the whole world......

Moonlight shone through the treetops into the room, and the shadows of all objects were pulled for a long time.

From this end to the invisible end......

The night wind blew the curtains and "whirred", but Mo Xian'er turned a deaf ear, she hid herself in a dark corner, avoiding the bright moonlight as much as possible.

She clung to the wall, clasped her knees with her hands, and buried her head deep in her chest.

How long has it been? I can't remember exactly......

I only remember that summer, the same night, the same moonlight, the same wind, the difference is that now it is only her, but there is no him......

Gradually, the night deepened, and the moon disappeared......

The night in Xiangcheng is like a girl with irregular menstruation and a boy with an excess of false fire. One moment the moonlight was still sprinkled all over the earth, and the next moment the wind and clouds changed, and in an instant lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down. The cold goddess of the night tore through her hypocritical appearance and laughed at the stupid human beings to her heart's content.

The rain poured in through the windows, wetting the curtains, the bed, the carpet, her, a dead heart.

It's cold!

It's cold......

Mo Xian'er hugged her arms tightly, feeling chills all over her body, her head became more and more dizzy, and she didn't know anything unconsciously.

……

Looking at the heavier and heavier rain outside the window, An Ziyang poured a sip of beer fiercely, for so many years, he has drunk a lot of good wine, with his current achievements. There was no wine he could not afford. But he still loves this kind of beer for three pieces and a can, and that night, at that small stall, the person he respected all his life used this beer to tell him: An Ziyang, you can do it!

Now the stall has become a big restaurant, and the only thing that can be remembered is this beer.

"Smack... Bang..."

The heavy rain pounded on the windows, giving the illusion that they could shatter at any moment.

"I wonder what she's doing in this weather?" I thought of it, so An Ziyang got up and made a call to Mo Xian'er.

"Duh... Honk... Duh..."

It didn't work!

An Ziyang turned around and looked at the clock on the wall, which had already turned.

"She's probably asleep already, so don't worry about it here, kid." An Ziyang smiled self-deprecatingly. Then he went back to drinking his beer.

He An Ziyang is a king, an actor, and an idol of thousands of fans. But who knows, he's actually just a fool! The biggest and biggest fool in the world! Watching the woman you love suffer and not doing anything.

"Hehe......"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the laughter, as if mocking a loser.

An Ziyang, who was already slightly drunk, was full of the girl's once bright smile. Then the screen turns. The image of the girl crying heartbreakingly at a cold corpse appeared in An Ziyang's mind. It can't get rid of it.

An Ziyang, who was distraught, made another call to Mo Xian'er. Still no one answered.

"That's not right!" An Ziyang remembered that Mo Xian'er had recently received a script from Mo Yanyun, and according to her temper, she would definitely study the script all night during this time. And this is just the clock, the landline can't get through, why can't the mobile phone work?

A sense of foreboding suddenly came over me......

An Ziyang hurriedly picked up his coat and umbrella and went out.

Mo Xian'er's home is not far from his home, and this community is full of artists and company executives who have no feather wheel ratio, which can be regarded as a benefit of the company, after all, with perfect security measures, everyone can get together and worry less.

In the storm, a small umbrella was useless at all, not to mention that An Ziyang was still running wildly, and the rain had already wet his whole body, but he didn't seem to notice it, just rushed towards Mo Xian'er's house.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

No matter how An Ziyang banged on the door, no one answered, and in the evening An Ziyang watched Mo Xian'er go home, it was impossible for her not to be at home at this time, but now no one answered, and the uneasiness in An Ziyang's heart became heavier and heavier.

With her brain spinning rapidly, An Ziyang suddenly remembered that Mo Xian'er had a habit before, she liked to put the spare key of the room in the spider plant next to the door, which was originally prepared for that man......

Stick your hand into the spider plant, and sure enough, it's still there.

When he opened the door, he didn't have time to change his shoes, and An Ziyang went upstairs with a "pum", where he was more familiar than his own home.

Pushing open the door of Mo Xian'er's bedroom, the heavy rain came through the window, and the window shook in the wind, but Mo Xian'er curled up in a corner, motionless.

An Ziyang hurriedly closed the window, stepped forward and pushed Mo Xian'er, but there was no response. Wipe her forehead again, it's so hot!

"High fever!"

……

No matter where you are, it's always unpleasant to work the night shift, think about other people sleeping in the warm bed, but you drink the northwest wind here, can it be cool?

Especially in the hospital, don't forget that there is a morgue here, and if you can't really ......

Sakura and Ami chatted at the front desk to relieve the oppressive atmosphere in the hospital.

"Xiaomei, Mo Xian'er is finally going to make a movie again."

"Yes, I've been waiting for more than a year, and I heard that this time it's still a movie by the great director Mo Yanyun." Xiaomei sighed and continued: "I don't know if Xian'er can return to her previous state, you must know that the incident a year ago hit him too hard." ”

"It's not, it's not good for anyone to have their boyfriend in a car accident and die before they get married, not to mention that Mo Xian'er and her boyfriend are still so affectionate, a typical golden boy and girl!"

"What a golden boy and girl." Xiaomei said dissatisfiedly: "I think our family Ziyang and Xian'er are the most suitable pair." ”

"I didn't have a chance before, but now I might ...... it."

Just when the two gossip souls were burning wildly, there was a sudden loud noise outside the door, and then the sound of the wheels rubbing wildly against the ground sounded, and the two rushed out of the door to see the hospital door that had just been changed was lying in the rain and moaning in pain, and a Porsche just out of the lady's car was parked at the door.

Before the two of them could react, they saw a man in the car rushing over with a woman in his arms, shouting as he ran: "Doctor... Help me! Doctor... Where is it? ”

When Sakura and Ami were about to scold him, they suddenly discovered that this person was An Ziyang in the topic they had just talked about, and the woman with the cloak in his arms was Mo Xian'er.

At this time, An Ziyang had already skipped the two and rushed into the hospital.

Sakura and Ami reacted, one stopped the security guard chasing after him, and the other hurried to contact the hospital's leadership.

……

The rain is still falling, the wind is still blowing, the night. Child. Still laughing at the stupid people under this sky.

An Ziyang's roaring voice spread throughout the hospital, and everyone could feel the anxiety in his heart.

Sakura and Ami will never forget the moment An Ziyang got out of the car.

Her eyes were red, her face was full of anxiety, and in the cold night, the only warm coat wrapped around Mo Xian'er's body, hugged her tightly in her arms, bent over, and let the rain not drench on her body as much as possible. At this time, An Ziyang, who was wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt, could no longer find any place to hurry up all over his body.

……

After a night of rain baptism, this hypocritical cold at night. Child. finally obediently rolled back to his nest, waiting for the next counterattack. As everyone knows, its so-called counterattack is just a glimmer of mercy given to it by the sun, poor man......

The warm sunlight awakened everyone's nerves, Mo Xian'er opened her eyes faintly, opened her mouth, and before she could speak, a cup of warm boiled water was handed over, and at the same time a voice sounded: "Don't talk, drink some water, you don't know that you had a high fever of forty degrees last night, and the doctor said that you burned out your respiratory system, so you should talk less in the next month and cultivate well." I really don't know how you did it, such a big person, you sleep at night without closing the window. ”

An Ziyang's babbling brushstrokes brought the truth of last night, and he knew that Mo Xian'er was reluctant to mention it, so he naturally wouldn't mention it. In fact, what Mo Xian'er didn't know was that An Ziyang also had a fever last night, thirty-nine degrees, but he still stayed by Mo Xian'er's side all night, never leaving an inch, and only drank two pills, until now his forehead is still hot, but his body is good and he can hold it.

Hearing An Ziyang's words, Mo Xian'er didn't make a sound, just looked at him quietly and drank water quietly.

It's as if everything is supposed to be like this, it's as if nothing happened last night, it's so beautiful! It's beautiful! (To be continued......) u