Joan's body moved slightly, and her dry eyes blinked twice subconsciously.

Mu Jingxi's voice was soft, "What are you thinking, can you tell me?" ”

After realizing who the man in front of her was, Joan jerked him away.

Mu Jingxi, who was caught off guard, was pushed down on the sofa by her force, and looked at her in astonishment.

Joan stood up, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes staring at him with a complicated expression.

"Qiaoqiao......" Mu Jingxi sat up slowly, trying not to make his tone too stiff, he tried his best to maintain his composure, "Is something happening?" ”

Seeing him, Joan's mind uncontrollably remembered that night three years ago.

The pain was like tearing all over his body......

It has long been imprinted in the bottom of my heart.

Every time I think of it, I bear the pain of that year again.

In the past three years, she has never forgotten it, but she buried the dark and invisible things deep in the depths of her heart.

Trying to bury it.

Closing her eyes deeply, Joan turned her head away, "You go." ”

Mu Jingxi stiffened slightly, "Don't you want to see me?" ”

"Yes."

Didn't want to see him.

I didn't want to see his face, I didn't want to hear his voice, I didn't want to smell his breath.

As soon as she got close to him, she remembered the despair and powerlessness of that night.

Life is like being pinched in someone's hands, acting recklessly, and she ...... In addition to despair, there is only despair left.

In the living room, Xia Lin poured a glass of water for the taciturn man sitting on the sofa.

"Major Mu, Miss Qiao, she ...... You okay? ”

Mu Jingxi supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, a faint look of exhaustion appeared on his face, he shook his head and said nothing.

Xia Lin was not at ease, but he was helpless.

Even Major Mu can't do anything, and he can't help it.

The night was spent in worry.

The next day, in the morning.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wang came to the apartment and started to make breakfast.

At half past seven, breakfast was ready.

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen, "Major Mu, Xia Lin, breakfast is ready." Isn't Miss Joe awake yet? ”

Xia Lin nodded, and looked at Mu Jingxi without saying anything.

Mu Jingxi, who had been on the sofa all night, had not changed his clothes, he sat up and rubbed his forehead, "I'll call her." ”

Outside the bedroom door, the man raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Jojo, it's time for breakfast. Are you awake? ”

Joan has low blood sugar, and at this time in the past, she had already run out hungry to find food.

After knocking for a while, no one opened the door.

Mu Jingxi frowned, pushed the door and entered.

On the bed, Joan's body curled up into a small ball, her face buried in the silk quilt, and only a pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes were exposed.

"Jojo, wake up." When she came to the bedside, Mu Jingxi leaned over and called her softly.

Jo Ann didn't react.

Mu Jingxi pulled open the silk quilt covering her face, and saw the unnatural flush on her face, as well as the red lips.

Shocked, he put a hand on her forehead.

It's scary-hot!

"Xia Lin, call the doctor!"

A low roar came from the bedroom.

…………

"President, there is a Miss Lin, who has not made an appointment and insists on seeing you. Look, do you want to see? ”

The secretary's phone call came into Lu Yin's office.

Hearing Miss Lin, Lu Yin knew who it was.

He rubbed the corner of his forehead with one hand and muttered for a moment, "Let her in." ”

"Yes, President."

After a while, the secretary led Lin Qin'er to the president's room, and after Lin Qin'er thanked him in a low voice, he knocked on the door and entered.