"—Mr. He, go back early." Qiao Weihuan stiffened his smile and continued to finish his words, "Pay attention to safety on the road, goodbye." ”

The corners of He Zhengxiao's lips hooked, and he said softly: "Good night." ”

Small butterflies.

The sound of steady and orderly footsteps became softer and softer, and when the ward was completely quiet, Qiao Wei softened like a detached force. She looked at the ceiling intently, and for a long time, pulled up the quilt and covered herself.

However, she didn't have to curl up in the quilt for long when she heard the sound of the room door being opened.

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, forced the smirk on his face, and lifted the quilt, "Why is Mr. He back again?" ”

Qiao Weihuan, who finished speaking, was suddenly stunned, because she saw Mo Xilin, who was tired but still handsome.

Mo Xilin frowned at his good-looking sword eyebrows, and his expression was a little complicated.

…… Mr. He?

Qiao Weihuan slumped her shoulders, breathed a sigh of relief, and soon smiled again: "How do you know I'm here?" ”

"Su Kexuan said I saw you......" Mo Xi paused, strode to the side of the bed, and looked down at Qiao Weihuan's pale face: "How are you, where is it uncomfortable?" ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just a cold." Qiao Weihuan sat up, and Mo Xilin thoughtfully helped her stuff the pillow behind her, and her handsome eyebrows and eyes were indescribably soft, which made her a little stunned for a while.

The impression of Moxilin is rarely very close to her, just like every time he eats, he will sit opposite her, and when he walks side by side, he will never take the initiative to approach her, or let her hold her. For her fiancée, Mo Xilin is always polite and thoughtful, and he can't find anything wrong, both polite and detached, and quietly rejects her, so the two rarely get so close.

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, Mo Xilin had already gotten up, opened the distance between the two again, and returned to the state that was not far away from before. She smiled lightly and asked Mo Xilin very naturally: "I almost forgot that Lu Xiaoya was also here." What about her? Is the situation better? ”

Moxi looked at her deeply, was silent for a while, and then said, "Much better." ”

Lu Xiaoya is also in this hospital, and Qiao Weihuan knows about it. Coming to his fiancée from his first love is indeed a bit embarrassing to say, although the current Mo Xilin and Lu Xiaoya are just friends.

However, when Su Kexuan hurriedly ran into the ward and said with a mysterious face that when she saw Qiao Weihuan being carried into the hospital by a man, Mo Xilin left Lu Xiaoya as soon as possible. He didn't pay attention to what was strange in his heart at that moment, and called Qiao Weihuan directly, but saw the missed call from Qiao Weihuan in three ways.

For a moment, Mossi felt a little guilty.

"That's good." Qiao Weihuan traced Mo Xilin's outline with his eyes, and said softly: "I have nothing to do, I'll let Minglang come and pick me up in a while, and you can go and get busy if you still have something to do." ”

Mo Xilin looked at Qiao Weihuan's pale face and the abnormal light red at the end of her eyes, and her heart immediately softened. He raised his hand, brushed away a strand of broken hair on Qiao Weihuan's cheek, and held it behind her ear for her, "My phone was silent before, and I didn't receive your call, sorry." ”

When he spoke, the light masculine aura on his body spread out in wisps, just like his person, he looked humble and gentle, and it was very comfortable to touch, but it was difficult to go further.

Qiao Weihuan looked at him for a long time, and a light smile appeared on his pale and sick face, "No need to apologize, I don't have anything important." ”

In those dark eyes, Mo Xilin clearly saw his reflection, his heart moved, and he slowly lowered his body, close to Qiao Weihuan's soft lips.

Qiao Weihuan's brain suddenly became blank, she opened her eyes slightly, almost clutching the quilt in a panic, and she didn't dare to say a word.

"West!!"

A trembling shout broke the ambiguous atmosphere, Mo Xi stopped moving, and Qiao Weihuan also breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had woken up from a dream.

Hearing the negligible exhalation, Mo Xi frowned, but he subconsciously turned around, strode out of the hospital bed, and walked straight to Su Kexuan and Lu Xiaoya, who were coming in.

Qiao Wei smiled happily, and her eyes swept lightly over Su Kexuan, who had an unsightly face, and fell on Lu Xiaoya.

She looked frail, her face was white and waxy, her cheeks were slightly sunken, and her wide hospital gown was loosely draped over her body, and she was surprisingly thin. However, judging from her eyebrows alone, she could guess that she should be a beautiful person when she was healthy, but the long-term mental torture and self-harm made her eyes lose their due brilliance and become gray.

is still a glorious age, but it is like a withered and decayed flower, which makes people sigh for no reason.

Probably seeing that the scene of Mo Xilin kissing Qiao Weihuan was too exciting, Lu Xiaoya shook off Su Kexuan's hand to support her, and stumbled into the ward, looking indescribably frightened.

"West! West!! ”

Mo Xilin's heart was almost broken by her voice, he hugged Lu Xiaoya's weak body, patted her back comfortingly, and comforted her softly: "I'm here, I'm here, Xiaoya." ”

Lu Xiaoya grabbed his arm tightly, her skinny fingers turned white, and her trembling voice was full of panic, "I can't see that you will be very scared, why did you leave?" ”

Moxilin was patient and said sorry one after another. Lu Xiaoya leaned weakly in his arms, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down, "No, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't let you stay." ”

She turned her face away, choked up and said, "You already have a fiancée, even if I am sick, I shouldn't still pester you......"

Qiao Weihuan watched this scene silently, very surprised by his calmness at the moment.

She saw Mo Xilin look up several times, looking at her with apologetic eyes, but her arms never let go, escorting Lu Xiaoya to walk out. Su Kexuan followed them, with a hateful expression, and a little unspeakable schadenfreude and pride.

Qiao Weihuan thought about it, and didn't know what kind of expression Su Kexuan should have, so she had to smile and wave her hand, and said silently, "Slow down and don't send it."

A dramatic scene happened at this time, Lu Xiaoya didn't know where the strength came from, or it could be that Mo Xilin didn't expect her to suddenly exert her strength, and was pushed away by her suddenly.

Lu Xiaoya ran to the bedside with unsteady steps, grabbed Qiao Weihuan's wrist, and her teardrop-covered face was pitiful, "I know you mind my existence, and Xilin is also difficult to do, but I really have nothing to do with him, Xilin just feels guilty about me." I don't want to get sick or look hateful, but I can't ......do it."

Qiao Weihuan didn't expect her to come to this hand, but when she came back to her senses, her wrist had been clenched and hurt. She subconsciously frowned, and her voice was faint: "I know, can you let go first?" ”

Qiao Weihuan never blamed Lu Xiaoya, she knew that the problem between her and Mo Xilin was never Lu Xiaoya.

Qiao Wei thought of something happily, and his expression froze.

But in the eyes of Su Kexuan and Mo Xilin, Qiao Weihuan frowned at first, and then was expressionless.

Mo Xilin twisted his eyebrows, walked back in three or two steps, and helped Lu Xiaoya, who was half-kneeling beside the bed, to get up. Lu Xiaoya was helped up by him, but she was still muttering in a low voice: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have appeared, I shouldn't have lived......"

Qiao Weihuan doesn't know much about depression, but she knows that once people fall into pessimism, they are often difficult to extricate themselves.

So when she heard Lu Xiaoya say this, she was not surprised.

She held her wrist, which was still aching, and said softly to Mo Xilin, "You take her back first." ”

After saying that, she wanted to laugh, she was Mo Xilin's fiancée, but he asked him to take another woman "back", and everyone took it for granted.

There was a sudden silence in the ward, and Lu Xiaoya's crying stopped abruptly.

Then, as if she had gone mad, she pulled away from Moxilin like crazy and slammed into the wall as fast as she could.

"Shinoa !!"

Su Kexuan was screaming, Mo Xilin even stopped breathing, he rushed over without thinking, grabbed Lu Xiaoya's waist, imprisoned Lu Xiaoya's still struggling body, and roared in pain: "Xiaoya!" Calm down! ”

"I can't be calm! No way to calm down! Lu Xiaoya's heart-rending cries and shouts shook everyone's hearts, "Xilin!" I don't have a point in living! It will only drag you down, and you will only be disliked! You let me die! ”

"You didn't drag me down, and no one disliked you!" Moxilin closed his eyes, his tone filled with unspeakable pain, "From beginning to end, it's me who is wrong, and I made you ...... what you are now."

Witnessing a bitter love scene about life and death, Qiao Weihuan tightened her fingers, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, and just about to say something, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow coming quickly in the afterglow. She turned her face sideways, subconsciously trying to hide, but it was still too late.

With a "snap", a crisp slap slapped her in the face. Her head was tilted, and the lily pinned to her hair didn't fall off when she got up back and forth, but at this time, it was slapped off by Su Kexuan and fell to the ground gently and skillfully.

Before the soft petals could be fully stretched, they were trampled on the soles of Su Kexuan's feet without pity, and they were scattered all over the ground.

"It's all you!" Su Kexuan couldn't help but shout, her delicate face was burned red with anger. She pointed at the tip of Qiao Weihuan's nose and accused angrily: "Didn't Xiaoya just pull you, why did you make a disgusted expression towards her?" You know she can't accept anyone's disapproval, otherwise she will be stimulated! ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head slowly, his gaze slid over Mo Xilin, who was blind to this slap, half of his face was hot and painful, but his mind suddenly became extremely clear. She pulled up her long, somewhat disheveled brown hair, and her lips opened lightly, "Blame me? ”

"Did I make her sick? Did I let her hit the wall? She asked Su Kexuan with a smile: "Or did Mo Xi come to see my fiancée and make you unhappy?" ”