Chapter 20: Could It Be Him?

[I'd rather be an illusion, because I never thought about it—Passover.] 】

With a thunder and lightning bang, as if to wake up the sleeping people in the city, Mu Yushan seemed to be dreaming, her head became more groggy as the temperature of her cheeks rose, she leaned against his shoulder socket collarbone, and her eyes were hazy mist and rain.

She suddenly choked up and said, "I won't, I won't ...... if I can"

Then, her head went blank and she fainted in Ren Haoqian's arms.

The two people standing in the middle of the road were avoided by the traffic in disgust, the traffic light was on a few times, Ren Haoqian was stunned in the rain, he knew what she was talking about, and there was a sudden chill in his heart, he picked up Mu Yushan with a straight face, and strode to the parking place.

Carefully put her in the car, fasten her seat belt, her little face was already burned red, and she was talking some alien language, in the car, he stared at her silently for a long, long time, his eyes were gloomy, and he could not get in, because she was locked.

He was also locked.

Turning his head, turning his car keys, a fast-moving car sped past the hospital.

Fang Gugu stood at the door of the hospital and was dumbfounded, because she just saw the back of Mu Yushan's boyfriend from a distance, and she seemed to have seen that back somewhere, but she couldn't think of it.

He put the necklace back in his pocket and folded it back to the hospital room in thought.

The doorbell of the villa rang half an hour later, and Sister-in-law Li quickly opened the door and saw Ren Haoqian holding Mu Yushan standing wet at the door, the rain on her body fell on the floor one by one and made a knocking sound. I'm going to take a shower. ”

After speaking, he rudely threw Mu Yushan in his arms to her, Sister-in-law Li helped Mu Yushan up, put her on the sofa in the living room first, touched her forehead and burned very badly, she hurriedly went to get the medicine box, measured her temperature, and looked for antipyretics.

When Ren Haoqian came out of the bathroom, he passed by the living room and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, Sister-in-law Li had already fed her medicine, and when she saw that he had finished taking a bath, she helped Mu Yushan to go to the bathroom, she was soaked, so she had to take a hot shower and change into clean clothes.

Ren Haoqian walked upstairs calmly with a bottle of water, and when she was about to reach the door, she glanced at the bathroom unnaturally, and it happened that Sister-in-law Li raised her eyes to look upstairs, and saw a trace of uneasiness swept under Ren Haoqian's eyes, she was a little dazed, but she instantly understood, and continued to pretend not to see it and helped Yushan in.

Ren Haoqian retracted his gaze, opened the door of the study, sat on the swivel chair, and was silent for a long time, as if the idea of the contract was getting farther and farther away from him.

This woman has always magically made a mess of him.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Ren Haoqian sorted out the last information, and when he turned off the computer, he recalled that the point where Sister-in-law Li closed the bedroom door was just over an hour ago, he stood up from the chair, hesitated for a while, and still couldn't rest assured that he was stupid.

The lights outside had been extinguished, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor had not lit up because of Ren Haoqian's light footsteps, Ren Haoqian's study was only a few steps away from Mu Yushan's bedroom, and he slowly walked to her door.

The door didn't close, he pushed it open gently, the house slippers made a slight noise on the floor, and he cautiously walked to the head of the bed, she was not sleeping well in a daze.

She was lying on the bed, her face was pale and thin, beads of crystal clear sweat were densely covered on her forehead, and she frowned in her dreams, and kept whispering "I'm not, not ......"

The moonlight shines through the hazy rain outside the window in this spacious and classically decorated room, shining on the head of the bed, Ren Haoqian's well-defined fingers are covering Mu Yushan's forehead, a pair of delicate faces are slightly wrinkled, he put down his hand, tightens her quilt, folds the quilt and gets up to go out.

After a while, the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and the footsteps on the stairs gradually became clear, and the sound stopped at the bedroom door, Ren Haoqian took a cold towel and walked in.

The European-style table lamp on the table was pressed on, Ren Haoqian sat beside her in loose loungewear, the warm yellow light hit him, he turned his face sideways, lowered his head slightly, his wrists rose and fell gently, focused and gentle, as if the whole world was quiet.

That person, just like another Ren Haoqian, secretly opened the lock, and through the crack in the door, he saw the sunset all over the sky.

When Mu Yushan was groggy, she half-narrowed, feeling that the coolness on her forehead was very comfortable, and she caught a glimpse of a very gentle person in a trance, who was patiently taking care of herself, the feeling was so familiar, she turned her head sideways, and fell asleep again.

Could it be him? She flickered the thought unconsciously.

It must have been a dream, because she had never thought about it—Passover.

He looked at her at the bedside for a long time, and only when his forehead was not so hot did he leave with confidence.

Draped over a garment from the bedroom, he took a cigarette and stood on the balcony.

The deep gaze is hidden in the curling smoke, and it is nowhere to be found.

Sometimes, it is ironic that going against the current is never his rational approach, but he breaks through the limit again and again.

Scarred.

Please remember this site: Falling Dust Literature

_com, the official account search: falling dust