C4 The Sequelae

It was probably too late yesterday when Shang Moze was tossing and turning. Yi Xiaomi fell asleep on the bed and soon even breathed. The white blanket fell along with her breathing.

It was pitch black. Yi Xiaomi unconsciously clenched her fingers and walked in the endless darkness with some fear. She was like a lost boat and did not know where to go.

The curtain of darkness that made people unable to breathe slowly dissipated. In the misty white fog, a blurry figure stood not far away.

Yi Xiaomi tightly grabbed the clothes on her chest with one hand and walked towards that figure in disbelief. It turned out that there were not only people who were close to home but also some people who were afraid of getting close after not seeing each other for too long.

"Luocheng." The voice did not seem to come from her throat. Otherwise, why was it so hoarse and rough? Her voice was clearly like an oriole, melodious and clear, like a pearl falling onto a plate.

The person in front of him slowly turned around. Her gentle face had the same smile as before, as if all the brilliant lights in the world condensed, making people unable to move their eyes away the moment they saw her.

"Luocheng!" Yi Xiaomi suddenly raised her voice. The cold liquid at the corner of her eyes shattered, and she ran towards the handsome man with all her might.

"Little girl!" A smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth like a pure white pear blossom blooming elegantly. The fragrance of flowers filled the air. The person in front of her stretched out his hand and tightly hugged Yi Xiaomi, "Long time no see."

"Luocheng, I miss you so much, I miss you so much." She tried hard not to miss a person, but always at night, when touching the piano, when she saw the sunlight, she unconsciously outlined his voice and smile.

Yi Xiaomi looked up and saw a gentle face in front of her eyes. Just as she was about to speak, the temperature in her hand suddenly disappeared. The person who was hugging her just now had turned into a wisp of smoke, drifting in the white fog.

No! No! Yi Xiaomi wanted to shout loudly and ask the figure not to leave, but she could not make a sound in her throat.

"Yi Xiaomi!" She did not know where the call came from, but it suddenly woke her up. Qiao Nana anxiously rubbed her sharp and pale face, "Qingren, are you alright? Did you have a nightmare just now and was drenched in cold sweat. And you were still talking to yourself."

Yi Xiaomi sat on the bed in a daze. There were still traces of tears on her cheeks that had yet to dry up. How could it be a dream? She clearly... clearly touched it. Such a real warmth, such a warm smile, such a safe embrace... How could it be a dream?!

Shang Moze sat on the sofa, his slender fingers holding a glass of red wine. There was no change in his expression, and in front of him stood the manager with a head full of cold sweat.

The corners of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and under the bright light, his face was cut even more clearly and handsome. Under the dim light, he was like a god in the night, and all the living beings almost fell for him.

"Boss, Yi Xiaomi did not come to work tonight." The manager swallowed his saliva and wished he could bury his head on the floor. "She didn't come to work last night either."

The originally calm and deep eyes contracted slightly and a light flashed quickly. The red wine in Shang Moze's hand leaned slightly and his sexy lips lightly took a sip. Last night, he didn't come to work tonight. Was he afraid of meeting him?

However, this thought was quickly rejected by Shang Moze. Although Yi Xiaomi was in a daze the night before, she was completely awake in the morning and still dared to mess with him.

"Yi Xiaomi also did not call to ask for leave." Thinking of this, the manager's face seemed to be indignant. A piano player was actually so big shot. "Not even a message."

"If she comes," Shang Moze's deep voice was like an elegant cellist. It was dark and deep with coldness, "Call me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Moze drank the red wine in the glass cup. It was not sudden and rude. It was only endless domineering coldness that made people hold their breath and not dare to move.

Slowly getting up, Shang Moze's tall body carried a fierce wind. His black clothes fluttered in the wind, drawing a cold and hard arc.

Looking at Shang Moze's tall and dark figure, the manager's whole body went soft. He let out a long breath. His hand wiped on his forehead and it was full of cold sweat. The manager shook his head. Why was Yi Xiaomi so full of mischief? The boss was so angry just now that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

Then, a happy and excited smile climbed onto the manager's face. He had wanted to send Yi Xiaomi to the boss's bed, but the boss's anger just now meant that he had successfully won the boss's favor.

The woman in front of Qiao Nana's face was as beautiful as a painting, and her fair face was flawless. Coupled with her black hair that was as thick as seaweed and a white coat, she looked like a fairy from an ink painting." I still have work to do. If Xiao Mi wakes up, you will accompany her out of the hospital. Once her fever is gone, there will be no major problems. "

Qiao Nana hurriedly nodded her head and watched Yuxi leave. She turned around and stood in front of the hospital bed. Her slender fingers fiercely poked Yi Xiaomi's face, "Did you see that? You are really a promising person. You always come to trouble Great God Yuxi!"

It was unknown whether Qiao Nana's scolding had an effect or Yi Xiaomi had slept enough. That pair of misty eyes finally opened slowly.

After a yawn, Yi Xiaomi's head felt extremely dizzy and painful. She struggled to get up but was pressed down by Qiao Nana.

"Yi, Qiao Nana, why are you in front of my bed? Don't tell me that you are coveting my beauty and want to do bad things to me while I am asleep?"

Qiao Nana worriedly stretched out her hand and muttered, "Don't tell me you have burned your head? If you are, it would be useless to look for Yuxi..."

"Pa!" With a crisp sound, Qiao Nana's hand quickly turned red and the person who started it roared angrily, "Qiao Nana, you evil woman, you actually hope that something will happen to me!"

Seeing Yi Xiaomi's mischievous expression, Qiao Nana suddenly relaxed her heart. Being able to make a fuss and shout meant that she was completely worried for nothing.

"Big Miss, you just stop for a while." Qiao Nana rolled her eyes and pinched Yi Xiaomi's still somewhat pale face, "Do you know how scary it was before? Suddenly having a high fever, it is 39.5 pm."

Qiao Nana said this sentence in a very casual tone and did not mean anything. But why did Yi Xiaomi's face have a suspicious blush?

Beast, shameless and despicable! Yi Xiaomi's hand fiercely grabbed the quilt. She wished that this was that scumbag man, and then she would definitely crush him.

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?" Qiao Nana looked at Yi Xiaomi worriedly. She was originally worried, but Yi Xiaomi felt guilty. She looked away unnaturally and made a painful face," My head hurts... "

Qiao Nana crossed her arms over her chest and had a smile on her face as if she was watching a show. Could this act be any more fake...