When He Mu was woken up by the morning light shining in through the glass window, there was no longer Jiang Yidu in the ward, if it wasn't for the blanket coming back to him, He Mu would definitely think that everything he experienced last night was just a soft and sweet dream.

She stretched and looked at the hospital bed, the quilt was slightly raised, but the shape was a little weird.

He Mu moved to the bed and lifted the futon, and the person who was supposed to rest in it was now gone.

Her heart jumped a few times, He Mu looked at the empty bed in amazement, she immediately thought of something bad, and rushed out of the ward tremblingly, like a headless fly shuttling around, not caring about other people's fingers at all.

At the corner at the end of the floor, He Mu collided with a woman in a hospital gown who had just come up from downstairs.

A pair of pale eyes shone in He Mu's pupils, "Xiao Mu ......"

He Mu gasped for a while, suddenly pinched her shoulder, and roared, "Where have you been?" Do you know how worried I am about you? Why didn't you wake me up, why didn't you tell me? ”

"I'm ......" Lu Xuandi showed a hint of timidity, "I'm going to the toilet." ”

"Isn't there a toilet in the ward?" Such an answer, to the ears of He Mu, who is now emotional, is completely a lie and an excuse.

"The flush is broken."

He Mu's next sentence was on his lips, but he found that there was nothing to refute this reason, so he turned into a deep sigh, "Go back." ”

As soon as he entered the ward, He Mu immediately went to check the flushing of the bathroom, as Lu Xuandi said, the flush handle seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't press it.

"The quality is too poor!" He Muwu complained spontaneously, but this also proved that Lu Xuandi did not lie to her, she did not do anything stupid, which made He Mu's heart let go slightly.

Helping her back to the bed, He Mu smiled, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it." ”

"I want to go home."

A pair of eyes that were incomparable to the real pleading eyes with spring water were embedded in her delicate but bloodless face, which made He Mu's heart ache like a pinprick.

asked the attending doctor, and the doctor said that Lu Xuandi's body was no longer in serious trouble, but the wound in her heart still needed to heal for a while, and the bad environment in the hospital was too depressing, maybe it would be better for her to go home to recuperate.

He Mu chose to follow the doctor's advice, went through the discharge procedures on the same day, and led Lu Xuandi back to the apartment she rented in S City.

The apartment looked like it hadn't been inhabited in a long time, the air was mixed with the smell of musty and dust, and a thin layer of ash had fallen on the table.

He Mu settled Lu Xuandi in the sofa and began to clean up like an old mother, while Lu Xuandi always sat in place, motionless and unblinking, looking straight ahead.

She was like a puppet, she would move when she was asked, she would give short answers when she spoke to her, and besides that, she sat in the darkest corner of the room, her eyes glazed over, as if she were looking into the distance, as if she could see nothing.

He Mu talked to her as much as possible, and took care of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

During this time, Lu Xuandi's mobile phone has been in a state of no power shutdown, in order to avoid people and things from the outside world affecting Lu Xuandi's mood, He Mu did not charge it.

During this period, Yu Haoyang called once and told He Mu that the website was going well in the early stage, and Prosecutor General Zhao personally contacted him, saying that he had applied for tariff reduction and exemption, and the website would be officially launched soon.

Bai Jiangfeng would call He Mu almost every day to express his condolences.

And Zhao Mingze, in order to avoid the engagement, almost lived in the unit on the grounds that the customs had been too busy working overtime recently, Zhao Yihua saw that he was self-motivated, and seemed to have relaxed his vigilance and postponed the date of the engagement, which He Mu heard from the phone.

On this day, He Mu carried the fresh vegetables he had just bought from the vegetable market, opened the door of the apartment, and prepared to cook a delicious meal for Lu Xuandi at noon.

As soon as he entered the door, there seemed to be a strange fishy smell in the air, and He Mu called out "flute", but no one answered.

She put down her handbag and searched the living room and bedroom, but she didn't find Lu Xuandi's shadow.

Fear and palpitations were once again in her heart, the closed door between the living room and the bedroom attracted He Mu's attention, she pushed it, the door locked from the inside, He Mu suddenly seemed to understand something, and he didn't know where the strength came from, kicked open the locked wooden door.

The shocking scene was exposed to He Mu's frightened eyes.

Lu Xuandi lay in the bathroom bath, cut off his wrist, and the blood flowed like a winding black snake to He Mu's feet.

"Flute !!"

She lost her voice instantly, flew to Lu Xuandi's side, covered the bloody wound on her wrist with her hand, she picked up the mobile phone that fell on the floor, and as soon as she opened the lock screen, a pair of sweet smiling faces appeared in front of her in the photo, which was a photo of Lu Xuandi and Mu Jianxun.

His heart twitched, He Mu didn't care much, and called the emergency number tremblingly.

The elongated sirens of the ambulance swept through the cloudy city, and Lu Xuandi was sent to the rescue room, where He Mu sat alone on a bench outside the rescue room, burying his head between his legs.

The thin figure trembled.

The red light in the rescue room has not been extinguished, He Mu looked up, only to find that he had been holding a mobile phone in his hand, this is Lu Xuandi's mobile phone, when she found Lu Xuandi in the bathroom, the mobile phone fell on the floor under her blood-stained hand.

What kind of mood is she in looking at the happiness and sweetness of the past, and she can still fall so deeply in her heart.

He Mu clicked on the phone with her heart, she wanted to find out the root cause of Lu Xuandi's despair.

Almost all of the photos in the album are photos of the two of them, like a couple in love, or kissing, or hugging...... It looks enviable.

Flipping through the messages, all of them were text messages from Mu Jianxun, and there were dozens of them during this time alone, nothing more than some "Where are you?" "Why did it shut down?" and so on.

He Mu flipped down, and among the bunch of Mu Jianxun's names, an unfamiliar number was particularly conspicuous, and this number sent a total of two messages, one on December 24 and one on today.

Click on, the same photos were sent by MMS, the 24th was a kiss photo of a woman and Mu Jianxun, and today, it was a photo of their bed.

This woman, He Mu recognized, unforgettable.

Smell the late Qing Dynasty.

She understood almost instantly, her grip on the phone tighter, anger filling her chest!

Sure enough, as she expected, Mu Jianxun is a scumbag who eats inside and out! She couldn't wait to rush over and shave the ears of this scum now, but she was worried about Lu Xuandi, so she didn't dare to leave a single step.

After more than ten hours of rescue, Lu Xuandi was sent to the ICU and was not out of danger.

The doctor said that life and death depend on the situation in the past few days.

And He Mu couldn't do anything except pay for her medical expenses and hand over the liquid food to the nurse in the ICU at a fixed time every day, not even a glance at her.

There is a deep helplessness in He Mu's heart, and every second is frightened and frightened.

At night, she wandered alone on the side of the street, trying to let the cold wind blow away the boredom in her heart, but the more she stayed alone, the more she looked at the couples who came and went on the street and hugged her, she had an irrepressible longing, like a sprout breaking through the ground in spring.

She thought of someone, of his appearance, of his temperature, of his fiery lips.

However, she couldn't reach him, and after so many days, she tried to call him, but every time she couldn't get through, and now, it was clear that she was connected, but there was nothing but an irritating beep.

But people are so cheap, the more they can't see it, the more crazy they miss.

He Mu didn't know what was wrong with her, could it be that because Jiang Yidu saved herself, she relied on this man? Obviously, she has come to this point now, it is all caused by this man, why is she still so much, missing him.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, He Mu actually walked to the door of Yunhai Hotel.

It's really getting colder day by day, He Mu exhaled a breath of white air, shrunk his collar, and looked up at the tall buildings in the sea of clouds, where every floor was brightly lit, except for the 22nd floor, it was pitch black.

Ginger Yidu, not here.

The tip of He Mu's nose was inexplicably sour, and a snowflake floated down from the black and purple sky, falling on He Mu's frozen red face, and cooling into her heart.

"It's snowing! The first snow of the year! ”

She heard the excited shouts of people around her, and the originally lifeless winter became very active because of the arrival of the snow, and the people hiding in the house also stepped out of the snow one after another, and the city was gradually covered with a layer of silver.

And the temperature of He Mu's body was withdrawn little by little, she knew that she should leave, at least find a place to keep warm, but she didn't know what she was insisting on, standing in the falling snow like a sculpture, her feet were like being dragged by something, as if the earth didn't want her to go.

The eyebrows, hair, and eyelashes all looked like a ninety-year-old grandmother.

There is no consciousness at all, and there is a blank trace in his name in his heart, "Mr. Jiang...... Where the hell are you......"

A tear flowed out of her dry eyes, He Mu was surprised how she could cry so easily now, but the hot tears that crossed her cheeks made her feel that she was still alive.

Enough is enough, enough madness, what the hell is she doing? Waiting for someone in the snow who has always been regarded as an enemy? There's something wrong with your brain!

He Mu laughed at herself, lifted her steps with difficulty, and just took a step, a familiar voice behind her made her pause.

"What are you doing here?"

Before she could turn around, her frozen hand was warmly gripped, and the man frowned, dusty, and looked at the snowy woman with a puzzled face.

"Follow me." He pulled the woman hard, passed through the surprised eyes of the crowd in the hall, and took the elevator to the 22nd floor.

Pushing the door in, the furniture furnishings that quickly shuttled back along the way were strange in He Mu's eyes, she was pulled closer to the bathroom, and her body touched the screen to the cold wall, this scene seemed familiar......

Immediately after, steaming water fell from above her head, gradually dispelling the chill that had frozen and stiffened......

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The man in front of her glared at her in an uncanny tone, a tone that contained anger and questioning.