"What?" Subconsciously stroking the silver ring on his ring finger, Xiang Qing took a few steps back, and his feet were a little soft.

"Why, don't you want to?" With his back to her, Mo Zixuan sneered, he turned around slowly, looking at her condescendingly.

His Xiang Qing has changed......

Became strong, became determined, became less concerned about him.

"I ...... I can't. Xiang Qing looked at him, she was in a trance, the man in front of her was him, not him, the man of that year, the gentleness of that year, no longer exists.

"Can't you?" Stepping forward suddenly, Mo Zixuan only felt a pain in his palm, and he grabbed her little hand fiercely, aimed at her ring finger, and pulled it out.

Why not? Xiang Qing, how can you dangle in front of me with someone else's ring!

Thinking of this, the fire in Mo Zixuan's heart became even more urgent, and he forcefully imprisoned Xiang Qing's struggling little body, always feeling very stuffy in his chest, and a hot current surged up from his chest.

"Mo Zixuan, you let go of me!" Compared to his great strength, Xiang Qing was helpless, but he was still struggling, seeing that the ring had been pulled to his fingertips, Xiang Qing stepped on his little foot and retreated suddenly.

"You ......" Mo Zixuan stood firm, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Xiang Qing coldly and at a loss, she was so weak, but she didn't belong to him anymore.

"Mo Zixuan, you let us go!" Xiang Qing couldn't cry, she didn't know if what she had just done was right, but seeing that the ring was about to be taken off, she was really anxious, so she ...... will push him away.

But......

Why? Mo Zixuan's expression was so painful, his face was pale, it was a kind of pale that was different from his original complexion, it was very terrifying.

"You, what's wrong?"

"Get out!" Mo Zixuan's head was already a little dizzy, and he stepped back, holding on to the mahogany desk with difficulty, which was all his notice for the week.

Red droplets of blood slowly flowed, wetting the dense English paper, he knew that there might be something wrong with his stomach, and sweat was already covering his white and full forehead.

"But ......" deliberately, Mo Zixuan didn't let her see her face, but Xiang Qing could still feel something abnormal, and his legs were trembling.

"Let's go!"

"Mo Zixuan, you ......"

Wen Zi, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, realized that something was wrong, she pushed the door in, stepped forward quickly, and helped the crumbling man.

When he saw the bright red bloodstains, he screamed for the first time.

"Mors, what are you doing, call now! Can't you see the whole way he looks? ”

"What?"

At this moment, Mo Zixuan had completely lost consciousness, and when Wen Zi pushed the door open and bumped into Xiang Qing, his body could no longer support it.

The ambulance came soon, probably because of Mo Zixuan's identity, this matter was not made public, his handsome face was bloodless, and he was lying peacefully on the stretcher.

"Mo Zixuan, you, what's wrong?" Xiang Qing's heart was very painful, it felt like that year, when he left, he thought he had completely lost him.

The unconscious man couldn't hear what Xiang Qing was saying at all, he vaguely saw her anxious expression, and he didn't feel so painful in his body.

Xiang Qing, you still care about me, right? You, still ...... me

Darkness struck, and the handsome man sank into a dream.

"How?" The lights in the operating room went out, and Wen Zitou rushed in one by one, her usually elegant face was full of anxiety, and she tightly tugged at the doctor's cuffs.

"Rest assured, the patient has stomach bleeding, has undergone surgery, and is now safe."

"yes, thank you then, can I go in?"

"Not yet."

"That's it!" The eight-centimeter-long high-heeled boots moved, Wen Zi was very distressed, she looked at the closed electronic door, and lowered her head, the loss, everyone could see it.

Xiang Qing saw everything, she stood there blankly, her feet were numb, but her eyes were very bright.

At this moment, she is completely like an outsider, a man like Mo Zixuan, there are never fewer people who care about him and care about him.

He's already a dispensable person.

Her eyelashes drooped, and Xiang Qing endured the tears in her eyes, she didn't know why she was lost, knowing that Mo Zixuan was fine, she should be happy, shouldn't she?

More and more people rushed to the hospital, including Mo Zixuan's colleagues, friends, and brothers, who were worried and gathered there, comforting Wen Zi, who was crying, and slowly, Xiang Qing was squeezed out.

yes, what are you?

Lowering his head, Xiang Qing took the canvas bag that had been soaked in sweat, and walked towards the other side in disappointment, Mo Zixuan's body was fine, so he should have left.

Every step, without exaggeration, her feet hurt, in fact......

She really wanted to take a look at Mo Zixuan, and she really wanted to tell him that she was really worried about him just now, but ......

There is no point in saying this now.

He didn't have any position, Mo Zixuan ...... It's no longer a person who can be contaminated by himself.

"Where do you want to go?" A calm male voice came from behind him, and the voice, very familiar, woke up the memory.

Turning around, Xiang Qing saw a man in black, who seemed to have just rushed over from the company, his suit and leather shoes, full of domineering.

Song Cheng? It's been a long time.

"You ......"

"Why, you don't know me anymore?" The man stepped forward, and he grabbed Xiang Qing with his big hand and pulled him back.

Zixuan hadn't woken up yet, and he couldn't let the culprit in front of him leave.

"No, why are you pulling me?" Xiang Qing was on guard, she wouldn't forget what Song Cheng, a man, had said to herself.

I'm afraid that in his eyes, he is the person who should leave Mo Zixuan the most.

"He's not awake yet, you're leaving?"

"I ......" lowered her eyebrows, Xiang Qing glanced at the dense crowd there, and pursed her lips, she was very disappointed, but she didn't know what to say.

What kind of person is Song Cheng, he is the best at looking at words and feelings.

The loss in Xiang Qing's eyes was not that he couldn't see it, but it was just ...... She was so unconfident that she didn't even have the courage to wait for Zixuan to wake up.

Once, he really thought that helping Mo Zixuan leave Xiang Qing was the best thing he had done in his life, but ...... Now, no, after Mo Zixuan arrived in the United States, he felt that he was wrong.

Moreover, the error is outrageous.

"Whatever? Let's wait for Zixuan to wake up! Song Cheng stopped talking, he pulled Xiang Qing to sit on the bench in the corridor, looking at the gradually darkening sky, full of thoughts.

"Xiang Qing, do you still have feelings for Ah Xuan?" After hesitating for a moment, Song Cheng still said what was in his heart, he didn't look at Qing, and his tone was light as if he really asked casually.

"What?" Xiang Qing was stunned for a moment, she didn't speak, lowered her head, and slowly closed her eyes.

Ridiculous, she thought she didn't feel it, really.

But......

Since Mo Zixuan came back as a mors, his heart seems to be out of control, and they all say that it is easy to fall in love with someone, and it is difficult to forget someone, and sure enough, it ......

That's true.

"I already have a fiancé."

"Really?" Song Cheng was silent, he looked up at her, and he could see that the smile on her face was just a smile for the sake of laughing, and he was not happy.

So, Xiang Qing, do you really not love Mo Zixuan anymore?

"Yes."

For the rest of the hours, no one spoke again, and it was not until late in the evening that the doctor informed them that they could see the patient, and they got up.

In the quiet and comfortable luxury ward, Mo Zixuan's face was pale, and he seemed to be asleep, because the anesthetic had just passed, and he couldn't feel anything.

Wen Zi sat there, she blocked those people's visits, after all, what Mo Zixuan needed now was a quiet rest.

"Sister Zi, how is Ah Xuan?"

"It's not bad, the doctor said it's fine."

"yes, that's good."

Xiang Qing didn't hear what the two of them were talking about, she walked to the quietly sleeping man on the hospital bed and looked at him cautiously.

"Hey! You ......" Seeing this, Wen Zi hurriedly tried to stop her, she felt that it was better for Xiang Qing, a woman, to stay away from Mors.

And, why hasn't she gone yet?

"Sister Zi, I think, let's go out first!" Song Cheng's face moved slightly, and he stopped her.

"What, Song Cheng! Xiang Qing, she doesn't deserve ......"

"yes." Song Cheng turned his head sideways, he looked at Xiang Qing's sad and guilty little face, and shook his head, "I used to think so too. But ......"

"Sister Zi, whether you are worthy or not, it has never been our final say." Yes, regarding the entanglement between them, others always have no right to say anything.

"What?" Wen Zi was puzzled, she looked at the handsome and pale face on the hospital bed, and sighed, "Forget it!" ”

Walking out gently, although Wen Zi still glanced at the two of them uneasily, he finally listened to Song Cheng's words and gave them room to calm down.

It's just, mors, why are you so ....... to this Xiang Qing

Didi .......

The only thing that filled the entire ward was the sound of sophisticated instruments, Xiang Qing was silent, Mo Zixuan was naturally still asleep, and Xiang Qing, who didn't know what he was thinking about, was standing in front of him at this moment.

Mo Zixuan is really the darling of God.

Even if he was sick, his face was still so fair and handsome, and under the light, his facial features were still exquisite, exuding nobility that people did not dare to blaspheme.

"Mo Zixuan, you look so good!" Xiang Qing wanted to praise him, but just by saying one word, her tears fell.

Hot teardrops hit the back of Mo Zixuan's fair hand, his skin was very tender, and the cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen.

The eyelashes as thin as a cicada's wings moved slightly, Mo Zixuan's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, he moved his hand, and the familiar whisper sounded in his ears.

The black eyes slowly opened, he looked at Xiang Qing's little face that was almost distorted because of crying, only to feel a pain in his heart, raised his numb arm, and wiped away the tears for her with his long fingers.