Jinmu Qingli

At that moment, Mu Qingli seemed to see the entire starry sky, as if he was under the snowflakes.

The image of Huaqu disappeared in an instant when she hugged Mu Qingli.The fireflies disperse from his surroundings, blowing the wind and smoothing his hair, and the dots of fluorescent light float to the end, lighting up the tears running down his face, like stars in the dark night, so pale that he is so pale. Embarrassed.

Mu Qingli covered her cheeks with her hands, she was already weeping uncontrollably.The darkness of recovery surrounded him. If he really died, it would be a good thing.

The slender eyelashes fluttered, and Mu Qingli opened his eyes. There was no moonlight outside to bring him light through the night.He couldn't help frowning, got up in the dark and came to the bay window based on his memory, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtains, and the window opened.The cold wind invaded with snow, and Mu Qingli's hair was blown from his forehead. His fair face became sickly white, and his blood-red lips formed a contrast with the whiteness of the sky at this moment.

Looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze, everything just now was a dream.Thinking about it every day, dreaming about it at night, it will really happen.

"Hua Qu, are you okay?" The cold voice was haggard and weak, and the exit was blown away by the cold wind.

There were two lines of clear tears in the eyes again, the choking in the throat was unspeakable, and the pain in the bottom of my heart was still indelible.

Mu Qingli leaned against the bay window, just like the first time he met Huaqu, he also came to him like that, now he is like this again, will he come to him, Say to him, "Would you like to play with me?"

Covering his face with his hands, grasping his hair with ten fingers, his shoulders were shaking with all his strength, he was forgetting, trying to forget all kinds of torture.

The night dimmed the white world again.Mu Qingli was immersed in the memories of the past, struggling hard.

When the housekeeper opened the door of Mu Qingli's room, he saw Mu Qingli sitting on the bay window with the window wide open.Messy hair covered those gloomy eyes, her already fair face was even whiter now, her lips had already turned white, and she was only wearing a pajamas that were neither thick nor thin.

The old housekeeper turned pale with fright, and hurried over to carry Mu Qingli off the bay window and put him on the bed, turned on the air conditioner in the room, and brought two quilts to wrap Mu Qingli, who was so cold that he was unconscious.

"Master! What do you tell me to do!" The old housekeeper was exhausted, showing pain on his face.Called the family doctor, and just hung up the phone, there was a call in, it showed: Master's teacher.

"Hello? It's Teacher Yu." The butler was rather embarrassed to answer the phone.

"Well, hello, why didn't Mu Qingli come today?" Over there, Yu Jinxian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass window and looked at the snowy sky outside. One hand was in the pocket of the khaki slacks, and the other hand was holding the phone. The noble temperament around him contrasted with his handsome face.

Noble and cold, mysterious and unpredictable!

"Mr. Yu, the young master caught a cold yesterday, and I'm not feeling well today. I'm afraid I'll have to take a few days off." For some reason, the old housekeeper felt a horrible sense of oppression in front of this teacher whom he had never met before. This teacher made him feel uncomfortable. , this kind of person should not just be a teacher.I can't help but have some scruples in my heart.

"En, I see." Yu Jinxian responded lightly, then hung up the phone, and threw the phone on the rosewood desk.Undercurrents surged in his eyes.

Mu Qingli, trying to avoid me by hurting herself is really unwise.

The thin lips evoked a cold smile, and the whole body exuded a cold breath.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, the old butler let out a breath, and the oppressive feeling was finally cut off.Putting away his phone, he walked to Mu Qingli's window, looking at this young master whom he raised with distress.I have a lot of thoughts at the moment.

When the doctor arrived, he gave Mu Qingli an injection, prescribed some medicines and told the butler a few precautions before leaving.

About to put it away properly, the housekeeper adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, glanced at Mu Qingli who was still asleep, sighed, and walked out of the room.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qingli felt that the surrounding air pressure was a bit low, and the feeling of dry mouth became more and more intense.

Struggle to open his eyelids, the weakness still hasn't weakened, tilting his head slightly, he saw the person sitting beside his bed---Yu Jinxian!

Mu Qingli's eyes widened suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she even forgot to breathe.