Chapter 45

Intensive care ward, spacious and spacious.

There is also a sofa by the window.

Li Xingyuan nestled in the sofa and dealt with some things that he didn't deal with in time during the day.

Outside the window, the autumn rain continued.

Zhou Yanqing left not long after.

Jones also went outside with interest.

In the ward, only Li Xingyuan and Hathaway remained.

"Xingyuan, if you get bored, go back, I'm fine. Hathaway said thoughtfully.

"It's okay, you rest yours. Li Xingyuan didn't raise his head.

The matter is done.

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He made a ghost and clicked on Ye Zhimeng's WeChat.

Once upon a time, if she hadn't been with her, she would ask every time she flown and take off and land.

But not this time.

Li Xingyuan's heart was a little sour.

then clicked on Ye Zhimeng's circle of friends.

In the background of the circle of friends, there is a fluffy kitten.

Li Xingyuan has never seen it.

When did she ever have a cat?

Flipped it down.

The latest one, three hours ago.

It's the city, the streets with heavy autumn clothes, and a cat rolling in the pile of fallen leaves.

The accompanying text is: Happy Kitten.

At the bottom, everyone in the president's office replied.

"Ye Mi stickers, I miss you. ”

Ye Zhimeng replied: Paste #hug emoji#

Li Xingyuan: "......"

"But, though, I want to see a beautiful sister take a selfie!"

Ye Zhimeng replied: "It's private~"

Li Xingyuan's black face.

Did Ye Zhimeng send him a selfie?

No.

Then look down.

Someone else replied: "Make a wish to be reincarnated in the next life and be Ye Mi's kitten!"

Ye Zhimeng replied with a cat head.

After reading it, Li Xingyuan gave a thumbs up to this circle of friends.

Exit, then scroll down.

She has little to do in her circle of friends.

The next one was three months ago.

A small cake.

The text is: Another year old.

Li Xingyuan frowned subconsciously.

But on what day will he ...... I don't remember.

Every year, he writes checks and asks her to buy what she likes.

I don't know if it's because the cake is too small and shabby.

Or what's wrong.

Li Xingyuan was a little irritable.

Next one.

It was sent at the end of April.

Nine figures.

The gray sky, the commissary, the bluestone steps, the large bush of roses, a small alley, a small bench, clasped hands, an old photograph.

The two back, the hands that are shaken, one old and the other young, should be her and her grandmother's.

In the old photos, there are two old people and a woman who is somewhat similar to Ye Zhimeng.

There was also a very cute little girl with a smile on her face, wearing a floral dress and two pigtails.

This should be a family photo.

The accompanying text is.

"I miss you. ”

Li Xingyuan frowned.

This time of year...... She must have gone home to accompany her grandmother.

So, it's going to leave my grandmother and go back to Shanghai, so I'm a little sad?

Li Xingyuan clicked on the comment.

Unexpectedly, every circle of friends of Ye Zhimeng, the person in the president's office, will leave a comment and like.

But this one, no one appeared.

Just as he seemed to think of something.

Hathaway, for her part, suddenly snorted.

Li Xingyuan looked up.

Hathaway had gotten up from her hospital bed.

"What's wrong?"

Li Xingyuan put away his phone.