The man turned on his mobile phone and looked at the news pushed by the media on it, and the temperature in his eyes instantly dropped to zero o'clock, and now that it was almost zero o'clock, she was probably asleep.

The injury on her head is so serious, it is normal to forget some things, the man slowly put down the phone, poured a glass of wine, full, drank it all in one gulp, then stood up, and went to the bathroom to take a bath and rest a little lost, however, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he stepped into the bathroom, the mobile phone on the desktop flashed, and a message was sent on it: Mr. Li, good night!

Su Xuanxuan slept a little early tonight, she woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and then remembered that she forgot to send a message to Li Tingche.

She didn't know if the man was asleep, she was entangled for several minutes before deciding to send him a message, she lay back on the bed, waited for a while, didn't receive a message from the man, she slept, she thought, the man should be asleep.

Li Tingche came out of the shower, took a towel, wiped the hair dripping with water on his head a few times casually, regardless of whether the hair was still wet, and picked up a photo frame from the drawer, which was a photo of Su Xuanxuan, slender fingertips, gently caressing her face, deep eyes precipitated the vicissitudes that could not be erased, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Xuanxuan, no matter how many difficulties and dangers, in this life, I will not let go of your hand again." ”

Thinking of the previous life, when she died in his arms, his heart ached violently, like ten thousand arrows piercing through his heart, which could not be relieved.

He gently put down the photo, reached out to cover his throbbing heart, and the corners of his lips were filled with bitterness.

He opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, lit it with a lighter, the few smokes blurred his cold face, and his deep eyes swept over the silent mobile phone on the desktop, and his eyes became dark.

Li Tingche came to pick up Su Xuanxuan to the hospital early in the morning, he didn't go up, but waited for him outside the door of the community, his slender fingers flicked on the steering wheel, always calm and calm, the handsome face that was moody and invisible, the corners of his mouth were raised at the moment, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Su Xuanxuan didn't expect him to come so early, she hurried down after combing and washing, her messy hair, like a chicken nest, was really sloppy enough.

The man thoughtfully pushed the car door for her and said lightly, "It's me who came too early." He fastened her seatbelt, frowned, and said, "You have injuries on your body, and sleeping too late is not good for your health." ”

He turned on his phone in the morning and found the message she sent last night, and when he saw that time, he couldn't help frowning.

Su Xuanxuan was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I went to bed very early last night, and I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and remembered that I forgot to send you a message, so I ......"

It turned out that this was the case, and the man's frowning brows slowly loosened: "Your head injury is not healed, you should rest early." ”

Su Xuanxuan sighed, fortunately he didn't blame her.

When Li Tingche sent her to the hospital, Ou Chen had already come, bought a snack from Yipinxuan, and was waiting for them to come.

Su Xuanxuan took advantage of Li Tingche to go to the bathroom, and immediately pulled Ou Chen and asked, "Assistant Ou, before you go to bed at night, after you wake up in the morning, do you need to send a message to tell Mr. Li?" ”

When Ou Chen heard this, he couldn't help but laugh sneeringly: "I'm not his wife, why should I send him messages every day?" "Is there a need for them to be in touch other than business?

Su Xuanxuan's face suddenly turned red.