Huo Miao drank a whole pot of Huadiao last night, drank one cup and drank the second cup, and he couldn't stop the car, and he said hello to Ye Luhe at night, saying that he was late chatting with a few friends, so he slept in the other courtyard.

When I woke up the next morning, I made a phone call to Secretary Sun and asked him to inform Ye Manxi to come to the hospital for treatment for him, and today happened to be the weekend, so he didn't have to go to the company.

He sat in the pavilion and watched Ye Manxi walk in his direction from the other end of the 9 curved bridge with his head down.

She wore a mint green sweater, pale trousers, white canvas shoes, and a large medicine box on her back.

Today her hair is spread out, and the sun shines on her flexible strands, jumping over her shoulders as she walks.

In this green eye, Ye Manxi is like one of the elves of green lotus.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, Huo Miao narrowed his eyes, picked up his sunglasses from the stone table and put them on.

When he saw the lotus flowers in the pond, Ye Manxi couldn't tell how he felt.

She understands the meaning of these lotus flowers, which are leafy lotus.

She didn't know if she was envious or what.

What about envy, she is just Ye Manxi, and she can never be Ye Luhe.

She raised her head and glanced into the pavilion, Huo Miao was sitting in the pavilion, the sun was shining on his silk white shirt, which was a little dazzling, Ye Manxi couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.

Today, he was not there, and this was the first time since she saw him that Ye Luhe was not around.

Every time, Ye Luhe stared at them without blinking, for fear that Ye Manxi would say something to Huo Miao.

Ye Manxi walked up to Huo Miao, put down the huge medicine box, nodded with him and began to diagnose the disease.

Ye Manxi's slender and white fingers rested on Huo Miao's wrist, and he inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu.

This inexplicable familiarity shouldn't have come from this woman with scars on her face in front of you at all.

The breeze blew over, sending Ye Manxi's vague fragrance.

The shampoo that Ye Manxi usually uses is made by himself with rose fragrance, so the taste is very special, and even this aroma, he seems to have smelled it somewhere.

Ye Manxi was diagnosing and diagnosing, why did he think that Huo Miao's pulse was beating a little unusually?

She raised her head, and Huo Miao's sharp gaze seemed to penetrate his sunglasses and shoot directly at Ye Manxi's body.

She immediately lowered her head with a weak heart, and just as she lowered her head, she heard Huo Miao say to her, "Raise your head." ”

She had to lift her head again.

The lenses of Huo Miao's sunglasses reflected the lotus flowers full of ponds, as well as a small shadow of Ye Manxi himself.

Her heart was pounding, and she wondered if the eyes behind the lenses had been staring at her?

"Where have I seen you?" Huo Miao's words made Ye Manxi's fingers tremble.

"Or do we ask, have we met before, before I went blind?"

Ye Manxi shook his head, nodded again, and wrote a few words on the prescription list: "In the Ye family." ”

Yes, Ye Luhe also said that Ye Manxi was also there when he went to Ye's house before, but there was no face-to-face greeting.

I don't know why, although Ye Manxi's face in front of her was covered with scars, she unexpectedly felt that she and the lotus flowers in the pond behind her could almost be integrated.

Her temperament is very similar to this lotus, and the leaf green lotus, I always feel that her appearance is too enchanting.

Seeing that she was upset, Huo Miao waved her hand, and lowered her head indifferently: "Go on." ”

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