This night, Yun Meng has been dreaming, dreaming of the contradictory helplessness and painful entanglement that makes her afraid, dreaming that Xiao Jian and Xiao Ying are married, so grand, solemn and luxurious, she is hiding in a corner where she can't see the light, full of haze, full of filth, someone told her that as long as she leaves that corner, she will see the light, see hope and restore her original cleanliness, she ordered herself to leave, but she never took a step, because it was the only place where Xiao Jian could be seen, Only when she sees Xiao Jian, her heart can be warm and beat.

It was as if she was in the midst of a volcano and a river of ice, just experiencing the scorching flames, and then freezing and cutting into the cold ice, alternating between fire and water······

The sunlight shone in quietly through the window, shining on the white desk, the dusty glass desktop was glowing with a cold light, and a delicate computer was coldly placed on the countertop, and it was almost a day in the cold, and Yunmeng had not appeared for a day. Xiao Jian put the folder in his hand into the drawer, took out the file after a minute, and looked at it randomly, but his eyes were rare and empty······

This kind of Xiao Jian seems to have never been, as if he is lost, helpless and irritable to panic.

The heart was like being hung up, mixed with a throbbing pain for no reason.

---- she didn't want to appear here after all, she didn't want to face her day and night, and she didn't want to satisfy her selfishness.

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Walking out of the office in the afterglow of the sunset, I wanted to drive to relieve my depression, but I couldn----'t control my heart, let alone my legs, I said that it was a walk, but I went directly and quickly around the teaching building and walked into the dormitory in the back, Yunmeng should be there, she asked for leave today, but she didn't go out, she should be there.

Now, Xiao Jian didn't care about anything, and walked directly into Yunmeng's dormitory. This is a room specially reserved for Yunmeng, which is not too big, but it is a luxury for this kind of collective life on campus.

Yun Zhe was listlessly lying on a desk eating, while Yun Meng was leaning on the table, holding a book, and he could see it.

Suddenly, his heart relaxed, she was still there, she didn't disappear, which was enough for him to stabilize his mind.

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Seeing Xiao Jian, Yun Zhe hurriedly ran over and shouted big brother. Xiao Jian smiled faintly, stroked Yun Zhe's head, and turned his face to Yun Meng, "Have you eaten?" He asked in a low voice. The tone was as soft as water.

Yun Meng lowered his head and didn't look at his face, just nodded slightly. But he still bit his lower lip with his teeth.

Yun Zhe pursed his little mouth and muttered to speak, but was glared at by Yun Meng, then lowered his head again and swallowed slowly.

"What's wrong? Why don't you go to the office today? His voice grew softer, and his head lowered to her ear, his soft lips almost touching her delicate ear.

Yun Meng was startled, raised his head suddenly, and his gaze went straight to Xiao Jian's eyes. The tenderness in those eyes, such pampering, and so intense affection, actually wanted to sweep her into it and drown her.

It seemed to be a moment, it seemed to be a long time, Yun Meng suddenly became weak, and slipped down, Xiao Jian was shocked to realize that Yun Meng's face was hot and red. The hot heat passed through his clothes to Xiao Jian, and Xiao Jian picked up Yun Meng in horror and rushed out.

"What's wrong with my sister? Are you starving? She hadn't eaten all day and had a fever, and I told her to go to the doctor and she wouldn't listen. ”

"Xiao Zhe, wait well in school, I'll take my sister to the hospital, don't worry." Xiao Jian comforted Yun Zhe while holding Yun Meng and walked to the garage.

The car sped off the campus and toward the hospital······

Viral flu, the problem is not big, and she will recover after a few days of dripping: "But," the doctor said, "her physical condition is too poor, malnutrition and anemia, no wonder her resistance is so poor, and she will faint." ”

Xiao Jian carefully followed the doctor's instructions, wrote down all the matters to be paid attention to, and then called the dean of academic affairs to explain the matters of this week's work, and then, he called his assistant in the group, and asked him to postpone all the work, which really can't be postponed, and all of them will be taken to the hospital for processing, he is the vice president of the group, and there are many affairs that he needs to deal with personally. He arranged for Yunmeng to be the most expensive and best ward in the hospital, not only with a TV dispenser, an independent bathroom, but also a set of sofas and desks and chairs. ”

Overnight, the hospital was more lively than dropping an atomic bomb----- vice president of the group to which the hospital belonged, accompanied an unknown woman to the hospital, and had to eat and live together as an escort.

Naturally, all this, Yun Meng in a coma didn't know, when she woke up, the fever had subsided, but her body was sore and weak, and her eyelids couldn't lift up, she breathed a sigh of relief and tried to open her eyes, the light in the room was not dazzling, the TV on the wall was turned off, the clock on the wall showed that the time was three o'clock in the morning, and when she looked at the clothes on her body, she knew that she was sick and this was the hospital. The room was very quiet, only a faint light was flashing behind the screen not far away, and before she could figure out what was going on, Xiao Jian had already stood up from the sofa and walked over.

Yun Meng didn't dare to look into his eyes, from the moment she found the affection in his eyes, she didn't dare to look, she hung her head, looking at her fingertips against each other, her fingertips were slender, and they scattered a pale white light in the light. Xiao Jian sat beside her and touched her forehead with his hand: "Well, the fever has subsided." ”

Yun Meng felt that his whole face was burning again.

"Hungry? I made you eight treasure porridge, you drink a little first. As he spoke, he got up and turned to the screen and brought out the boiled porridge, which was fragrant and glutinous, fluffy and soft, and even better than the porridge shop.

Yun Meng stretched out his hand to pick up the rice bowl, Xiao Jian shook his head slightly, and said with a doting face: "You just sit, I'll feed you." ”

As if an electric current was flowing from his head to his fingertips, Yun Meng shook his hands into fists in a panic, and felt that it was such a gaffe, but he couldn't be generous and safe when he put his hands down. How is it always like this, as long as she is in front of Xiao Jian, she will be in chaos. She bit her lower lip in annoyance, panicked. She didn't know that all her demeanor was so shy and charming in Xiao Jian's eyes, which made his heart shake and he couldn't bear it. Fortunately, his endurance is extremely strong, and he also knows that the most important thing now is to let Yunmeng eat more and be healthy.

After feeding it mouthful, Xiao Jian went to the sink to scrub the spoon and bowl, and when he returned to the room, Yun Meng had already slipped into the quilt and pretended to sleep. Xiao Jian did not lie down on the bed next to him to sleep, but sat in front of Yun Meng's bed. His hand ran over her forehead, gently circling her forehead and temples,

Yun Meng's heart suddenly became sour. She doesn't want Xiao Jian to be so good to her, she can't afford to be good to him. Tears unconsciously clinged to her eyes. Suddenly, Xiao Jian felt something, he gently used his hand to smooth her somewhat disheveled hair, his fingers slid to the corners of her eyes, cheeks, and then, to her hands, her fingertips.

Suddenly, a kind of sadness crossed the bottom of her heart, and a heartache made her tremble. What is this? Why is it like stealing someone else's stuff. What is she? What is this touch?

She opened her eyes and gently pulled her hand out of Xiao Jian's hand. Her eyes were like two butterflies with dewdrops, and her gaze was fixed on the window and refused to stop at Xiao Jian's eyebrows.

What's wrong? Is it what he did not do well, Xiao Jian's brows frowned slightly, he has always made it clear with his actions that he wants Yunmeng to exist as his girlfriend. However, now Yun Meng's worries are rushing, dodging, and his thoughts are not at a loss, whether he confessed clearly enough, or Yun Meng's heart still can't make up his mind, or there is something hard, after all, the experience is different, time has passed, and she is no longer the little girl who is reluctant to leave behind him. Reason told him that every word, every movement, and even a certain look in his eyes now might stimulate Yun Meng's sensitive nerves, and it was possible to make Yun Meng reject him thousands of miles away. He sat down gently, calmed the passion in his heart, and looked out the window like a cloud dream, looking at the void and darkness outside the window.