Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

The scene was right, the plot was right, the creature with a long reflex arc gradually felt a fine pain, rising from the bottom of his heart, the pain became more and more painful and sad.

Lu Qiao closed her eyes, a water mark was drawn from the corner of her eye to her chin, she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

My heart was empty, it was really uncomfortable.

There, there should have been a personal place, and it was filled to the brim, and I was satisfied every day.

But now, it's gone, it's been dug away by people, and there's only a huge hole left. The rain poured in, and it was wet, cold and painful.

Lu Qiao didn't know how he returned to the company, how he handled his work, and then returned home.

Clothes that were soaked in the rain still smelled of damp rain after they had dried naturally.

I mechanically went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into dry pajamas, stood by the window and looked at the open door light in the yard, only to realize that it was already night.

Lu Qiao blew the night breeze for a while, then turned around and went back to the house, unlocked the phone, and sent a text message to Jin Chen: "Huo Yan knows about what happened seven years ago."

There's no reply there, it's not filming, maybe it's already asleep.

Lu Qiao waited for a while, but before receiving a reply, she turned off her phone.

It was raining and the cold wind blew for a while. Not surprisingly, Lu Qiao immediately developed a high fever that night.

The whole person was delirious and started talking nonsense.

He frightened Zhuang Lanshan, who accidentally passed by the door of her bedroom, and rushed her to the hospital.

When the second bottle of intravenous drip was about to be finished, Lu Qiao woke up leisurely, and heard Lafayette muttering that he must go to the temple tomorrow to offer incense and ask for a peace talisman.

Lu Qiao felt warm in his heart and wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, his throat hurt sharply, as if swallowing a knife.

"Are you awake? Don't talk. Your throat is inflamed. You should talk less these days. Take good care of yourself so you can get better soon."

Lafayette asked concerned: "Thirsty, do you want to drink water?"

Her throat was so dry that there was smoke, Lu Qiao nodded, and said in a breathy voice, "Thirsty."

Like a broken bellows, it sounds terrible.

Lafayette got up and went to fetch water from the water room. Lu Qiao still had a headache, so he had to close his eyes and rest.

In the infusion hall in the early morning, there were almost no people, and the quietness made people panic.

It was still raining outside, and the sound of pattering rain calmed down all the impatience.

"Hey beauty, how about making friends?"

Someone sat down on the chair next to him, whistled, and said in a frivolous voice.

Lu Qiao opened her eyes, and her eyes met the unshaven face. The actor Jin, who was always well-dressed, was now covered in dust and dust, as if he had just escaped from somewhere.

Lu Qiao was a little surprised, "You shouldn't be filming in Nancheng now, why did you come to the hospital?"

Jin Chen smiled at her, showing his big white teeth, "Yeah, I was supposed to be on the set, but after receiving your text message, I think you should be very sad now. It would be too pitiful if there was no one to accompany me, so I bought it overnight." Got a plane ticket and flew back."

Jin Chen blinked his left eye and showed her the discharge: "How about it, are you moved by such deep friendship?"

Lu Qiao nodded three times, "I am touched, I am very touched." She wished she could shed two tears to thank her classmate Dasha for his thoughtfulness.

Seeing the little actor Jin's embarrassed expression, "But as far as I know, there seems to be a thunderstorm in Nancheng, and the planes over there should be grounded. So, I have a question to ask you. Excuse me, sir Silly classmate, how did you rush to Jincheng so quickly when the plane was grounded, and then found me in the hospital?"