It was October, the weather in Kyoto was very hot, Xiang Qing was wearing a crimson shirt and white shorts, busily shuttling through the crowd.

During the golden holiday, she found a job buying cold drinks, because there were many tourists at this time, so cold drinks were sold relatively quickly.

No, in just two hours, the white box on his waist was already empty, and he smiled and handed the empty box to the owner of the cold drink shop, holding a few tickets, and was very relieved.

"Not for a while?"

"Nope." Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xiang Qing carried another heavy cold drink box, and squeezed into the crowd again a little awkwardly.

Xiang Qing has always been a tendon, and in her opinion, some things are not done, and her heart is uneasy.

"Trouble, please let me go!" I don't know how many feet I was stepped on, Xiang Qingxiao's face was a little red, and she grinned in the crowd.

"Give me an ice cream!"

"I want ice water!"

"Get an ice cream, strawberry-flavored."

Frowning and frowning, Xiang Qing stubbornly protected the box on her waist while flipping through the strawberry-flavored ice cream in a panic, no way, the customer is God!

"Please hurry!"

"Good! Ah......h

In the chaos, I don't know who pushed her, and in an instant, her knees almost fell to the ground, and the box around her waist also fell to the ground, almost falling apart.

There was a mess in the crowd, and they probably dodged one after another, for fear that she would lie to someone.

Looking at the bloody palm, Xiang Qing's mouth opened, and she was still a little stunned for a while, even though the tears were already rolling, she still held back.

I don't know if there is anything wrong with her knees, she doesn't dare to move, and subconsciously goes to pick up the things that have fallen to the ground, and the white wrapping paper is already dusty.

Holding the ice cream that had been broken in half, Xiang Qing tried to laugh, but tears fell from his mouth.

Isn't it useless to be yourself, now, the money you earn is not enough to compensate.

Huge tears hit the hot concrete road, and she looked at the steaming ground a little bewildered, and didn't want to get up.

Suddenly, a pair of white shoes appeared in front of his eyes......

Under the dazzling sunlight, Xiang Qing raised her head, tightened her fingers holding the ice cream bag, and looked at the good-looking boy above her head in a trance.

Why, is he here?

His slender thick eyelashes blinked, as if he had been looking at Xiang Qing in a daze for a long time, and he had been paying attention to her since just now.

Stretching out his big white hand, Mo Zixuan bent down slightly, smiled at her, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and heartstrings, and he forgot any response for a while.

"Can't you get up?"

"Uh...... No, thanks. Thinking of his indifferent words last time, Xiang Qing lowered his head, patted the dust on his body, and tried hard to stand up.

But before she could move, there was a bone-chilling pain in her knee, and suddenly her body was unstable, and she subconsciously held the ground, and fell to the ground again.

Mo Zixuan looked at Xiang Qing who was so stubborn, Qingjun's eyebrows were a little wrinkled, and he looked at her lightly, wanting to stand by and watch, but the eyes of the people around him became more and more suspicious, and he finally made an abnormal move.

He bent his legs, picked up the helpless Xiang Qing on the ground with both arms, and then pursed his thin lips lightly, and his long legs moved.

"You ......" her eyes widened, Xiang Qing didn't know what was wrong, her heart was beating so fast, and her nose was full of the good smell of his body.

What exactly does it taste like? Xiang Qing couldn't smell it, but she felt terrible.

"Don't move!" Mo Zixuan lowered his head and glanced at her, his face was not full of joy and anger, he still looked light and handsome.

Xiang Qing had to admit that he did look a little demonic, even if it was himself who was injured, but wherever his eyes came, the target was the boy who was holding him.

Biting his lip, Xiang Qing lowered his head, and secretly observed his handsome side face in the halo of golden sunlight.

His skin is very white and very good, his facial features seem to have been carefully carved, and people can't take their eyes off it, she looks at him, and a sense of inferiority rises in her heart.

I don't know how long it took to walk, but in the end, Mo Zixuan put her on the bench on the side of the road, wiped the wetness between her ears with her slender fingers, and pulled off the white sunscreen clothing, panting slightly.

His body was not very good, and the weather was hot, and after walking this way, his face began to be a little pale, which was different from his own skin color, which was a sick color.

Xiang Qing looked at him who was a little uncomfortable, and a touch of guilt flashed in his heart, embarrassed, did he cause him trouble?

Just thinking about it, Mo Zixuan on the side spoke, "Do you want to go to the hospital?" ”

"Huh?" Xiang Qing felt that after looking at his handsome but somewhat weak side face, he suddenly thought, "It's okay." ”

Turning his head, Mo Zixuan's face was much calmer, although his breathing was still a little heavy, but it was really much better than just now.

His black pupils stared at Xiang Qing's clenched little hand, which was covered with blood-red marks, and his knees were also red and swollen.

Sometimes, Mo Zixuan really didn't know what to say about the person in front of him, he had seen her only a handful of times, and he didn't take it to heart, but in her, he could always find a stubbornness that was almost persistent.

This kind of stubbornness, isn't it, what you used to have?

With a faint smile, Mo Zixuan stretched out his good-looking big hand, his palm with clear lines was upward, and his thin lips moved slightly, "Lend me your phone!" ”

"Oh. Good. Clumsily pulled out her white phone, she handed it to him, his slender fingers quickly dialed a number, and gradually walked away.

Looking at his handsome back, his white sunscreen shirt was also dyed with a few hints of red, and he looked at his red palms, and felt that his face was a little burning.

"You wait here, someone will come and take you to the hospital in a moment."

After that, he stuffed the mobile phone into Xiang Qing's hand, and between the movements, there was a gentle fragrance, and suddenly approached Xiang Qing's little face, staring straight at her.

In her black eyes, he saw traces of himself.

"What?" Somewhat uncomfortable, Xiang Qing turned her head a little and asked in a low voice.

"Are you ......" The nice male voice paused, Mo Zixuan hesitated, and a gentle evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth in an instant, "Do you like me?" ”

There was a buzzing in her ears, and Xiang Qing's face turned white as soon as she brushed it, as if her heart was being talked about, her half-white lips were open, and the blood all over her body condensed.

He, why do you ask?

The piercing cicadas were noisy in the middle of summer, Xiang Qing kept her head down, unable to tell what was in her heart, and when she reacted, the white and delicate figure in front of her had long been gone.

The black Ferrari was galloping in the middle of the boulevard, and Song Cheng turned the steering wheel with an indifferent face, his eyes glanced not far away, and he slammed on the brakes.

"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital!" Song Cheng still looked cold-faced, and there was a little impatience in his tone, he didn't understand why Mo Zixuan would let him pick up the girl in front of him.

In terms of beauty, she is not as good as Mo Xiao, and in terms of temperament, she is not as good as Shen Xiaoxiao, such an ordinary useless girl, why is Zixuan?

"Huh?" Biting his lip, Xiang Qing could see that Song Cheng was not very reluctant, he leaned against the car door and looked at her coldly.

"Can't go?" Looking down, he saw the redness and swelling on Xiang Qing's knees, and suddenly realized.

"I'll help you!" Rudely pulled Xiang Qing's arm, Song Cheng's eyebrows furrowed, and he almost stuffed her into the black car.

Even though he grinned his teeth, Xiang Qing still stubbornly didn't make a sound.

Along the way, the atmosphere was very awkward.

This is the first time that Xiang Qing has sat in this kind of famous car, the seat cushion is soft, and the surrounding facilities are also very good, Song Cheng glanced at her through the rearview mirror from time to time, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Hello? Your name is Xiang Qing, right? ”

"Hmm." I didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to him, Xiang Qing was stunned for a moment, and took away the careful thoughts in his heart, just now, Mo Zixuan's words had too much impact on him.

"Did you know Zixuan before?" He spoke, in an inquiring tone.

"Huh? No, I don't know. Lowering her head, Xiang Qing's ears were a little pink, afraid that he would ask something more, just as she was not a good liar.

However, Mo Zixuan said that he didn't like others to mention his past, and he said that he had "never seen it".

Thinking of this, she smiled wryly and continued to pretend that nothing happened.

"Really?" Obviously, Song Cheng, who has always been smart, didn't believe it, stared straight ahead, and drove comfortably, but ......

But the heart is thoughtful.

When he arrived at the hospital, Song Cheng found a familiar attending physician and left after a while, and Xiang Qing never saw Mo Zixuan again.

When she paid, she found that Song Cheng had already paid, and then learned that this city-renowned hospital was actually opened by Uncle Song Cheng's investment, and her head suddenly appeared black.

This is the rich man.

Then, what about Mo Zixuan, he, is it the same?

Thinking of the handsome face with a wicked smile, unconsciously, Xiang Qing's heartbeat began to speed up again, she looked at herself in the mirror and found that her face was so red.

Obviously, he has already decided, and he already feels that he will not be tempted by him anymore, but why?

What Xiang Qing didn't know was that some things, once they started, would not stop so easily, and for Mo Zixuan, she would have to be entangled for the rest of her life sooner or later.

Song Cheng parked the car in front of the high-rise building in the center of the city, knocked on the black steering wheel with his long fingers leisurely, looked at the white figure, frowned and walked out elegantly in the greeting of everyone's nodding and bowing.

The car door was opened, Mo Zixuan threw the cowhide folder in his hand to the back seat, neatly fastened his seat belt, his face was a little irritable, he held his chin, and looked out the window.

And Song Cheng knew that Mo Zixuan's mood at the moment was probably not too subtle, so he pursed his lips and started the car.

In the bustling streets, a black luxury car kicked up dust and galloped away......