black mandala

In the dark, there is only one star that remains the same, shining like a diamond.

Just like He Qingwen's eyes, illuminating his heart.

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Two weeks later, "Songyang" Electronics, a subsidiary of Hongtian Group, left the country as a whole, and the news of rushing into the US market spread all over the domestic and foreign business news networks and various newspapers.

However, the sudden withdrawal of "Songyang" Electronics, as the current main industry of Hongtian Group, is undoubtedly like cutting off an arm alive on a person. If it slips from the ground, if it is not handled properly, it will also make it unable to recover for a long time.

After He Qingwen saw the news, he was shocked by Xiao Muyuan's actions.

Xiao Muyuan, what on earth are you going to do?

Are you taking his He family's foundation player house wine?

If you want to grab it, you can grab it, if you want to give it up, then give it up?

He paced back and forth in the room, checking the news over and over again.

"Xiao Muyuan, is this how you repay my expectations of you?"

Why do such a thing?

He thought over and over again, analyzing layer by layer, Xiao Muyuan's approach, Xiao Muyuan's thoughts, and "Songyang" Electronics is a wholly-owned subsidiary that Xiao Muyuan brought into Hongtian. Driven by it, Hongtian Group can leap to the international market and open up overseas markets.

However, why Xiao Muyuan didn't introduce the whole group into the international market and into a higher field, but only introduced "Songyang" to the United States?

What is the point of him doing this?

Is it?

He Qingwen suddenly remembered the phone call on the coast on Christmas night.

Could it be that he wanted to compete with Doug Lang after introducing "Song Yang" to the United States?

He Qingwen was taken aback by his own thoughts, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more certain this possibility was.

Xiao Muyuan, are you trying to fight against the Wo* family's hundred foundations with this meager force?

madness!This is simply hitting a stone with an egg!

It seems that he must go back to stop his self-destruction.

He opened the door, just in time to meet Hodder who was walking over.

"Hodder, is Dougron back?"

"Master is on his way back to the manor."

good!He wants to calm down, he wants to calm down!

He must find a way to persuade Doug Lang to let him return home.

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Standing in front of the French windows, He Qingwen watched Doug Lang's car drive into the manor, he breathed a sigh of relief, trying to keep his thoughts as calm as possible.

The car stopped at the gate, and Doug Lang, who was wearing a brown-red long coat, got out of the car.

He raised his head and saw He Qingwen standing in front of the window, so he waved his hand towards the window and smiled.

After a short while, Doug Lang's voice sounded from behind He Qingwen, and then he hugged him from behind.

"Oh dear, it's really cold outside today, come and warm me up!"

Doug Lang lightly pecked the back of He Qingwen's neck with his lips. With the cold air outside, He Qingwen couldn't help but shuddered.

Then Dougron laughed wildly twice, and hugged him hard.

"Are you - very happy today?" He Qingwen was a little suffocated by him, and asked with a slight breath of relief.

Doug Lang let go of him, took his hand, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

"Hehe, the conversation with the Middle East went well today, so I'm in a good mood!" He grabbed He Qingwen's hand, rubbed it against his chest, thoughtfully.

He Qingwen looked at him sideways, raised his eyebrows, "Oh! Really."

Doug Lang looked at him, and then, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him again.

His body was still slightly cool, and He Qingwen could smell a refreshing smell in the air when he was next to him. After thinking for a while, he leaned his head on Doug Lang's shoulder.

He Qingwen's sudden movement made Doug Lang a little dazed. He turned his head slightly and looked at him from the corner of his eye. From this angle, he could just see He Qingwen's long eyelashes, like two black feathers. He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to take it off.

"Diven!"

"What's the matter?" He Qingwen didn't move.

Doug Lang thought for a while, "It's okay."

The two of them sat like this silently. After a while, Douglang tightened his hands.

"Honey, let's go for a walk, go wherever you want, Egypt, Italy, India, wherever you want."

He Qingwen smiled slightly, "Can you leave?" Then shook his head, "No, I don't want to go anywhere."

He stood up and walked to the window again, looking out the window at the desolate winter scene.

Time seemed to stop for a moment, and the living room was so quiet that one felt that even the air had been frozen in the space by the silence.

After a while, He Qingwen lowered his head, leaned on the window, squeezed his hands tightly twice, and then asked in a low voice, "Doug Lang, about Hongtian—do you know?"

Dougron took a deep breath and leaned back.

Then he twirled his fingers, and slowly replied, "Well, it is——I heard some news."

He Qingwen looked at him, bit his lip, thought twice, and said, "Douglang, I want to go back right away."

Doug Lang sat on the sofa, clasped his hands, thought for a while, and returned to him.

"Diven, in fact, you don't need to go back anymore, since Xiao Muyuan has thrown himself into the trap and came to the United States, you can take advantage of the trend—"

"No, Douglang." He Qingwen shook his head, "What I care about now is not Xiao Muyuan, what I care about is Hong Tian and my father's hard work. The reason why I want to go back is because I can't Watching it fall, can't."

"Diven, I can understand how you feel, but even if you go back, you won't be able to change anything. Unless Hongtian returns to your hands now, you won't be able to control it at all."

"Douglan." He Qingwen returned to him, squatted there, and looked up at him, "I just want to look at it, I just want to see it standing there intact, no matter whose it is Whether it is Xiao Muyuan or others, to me, they are just a stone in the Hongtian Building. Yes, I always wanted to defeat Xiao Muyuan before, and that was because I was not willing to admit that the He family But it's different now, I can't just watch Hongtian being tossed to pieces by anyone, Doug Lang, you know, I'd rather watch it grow with pain than smile and accept its decline .”

Doug Lang leaned forward, moved forward, raised his hand, cupped his face, stroked his cheeks with his thumb, and replied, "Diven, you worry too much, I don't think Xiao Mu is far from it." To be so stupid, he must have his purpose, he is not the kind of person who easily ruins his career, you should know this better than me."

He stared at He Qingwen closely, trying to give him confidence, but when He Qingwen heard Doug Lang say that Xiao Muyuan had other purposes, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Who is Douglang, and how huge his information network is, even if he doesn't know Xiao Muyuan's thoughts at the moment, it's hard to guarantee that he won't find some clues in a few words in the future.

And Weier, although he took advantage of Weier's weakness and asked him to keep it a secret, once Dougron found out, Weier would definitely tell the whole story.

He Qingwen didn't dare to think about what step Doug Lang would take at that time.

"Diven?"

He Qingwen was recalled by Doug Lang, his eyes flickered twice.

"Dougron, one year, you promised me, I still have two years, but now I only need one year, one year, so - is it okay?"

"Diven—you?" Doug Lang frowned slightly and sighed softly, "Do you have to be so persistent?"

He Qingwen looked at him leisurely, "Doug Lang, this is my wish."

"I know, I know!" Doug Lang nodded repeatedly, with a dejected expression on his face.

Obviously wanting to avoid it, Douglang had been thinking about this question on the way home, thinking about how to avoid this topic with He Qingwen when he got home.

Unfortunately, this problem must be faced after all.

He thought that there were a hundred ways to prevent him from going back, but each of them would cause conflicts between them.

They are getting better and better now, but he can't let go. He doesn't want to force him anymore, doesn't want to make him sad, and doesn't want to do things that damage the relationship between the two of them.

He's a little bit overwhelmed.

"Dougron, do I need to swear?"

Doug Lang was slightly taken aback, watching He Qingwen unzip the collar of his warm robe, revealing the necklace hanging around his neck, then he took off the necklace and took off the ring.

"Dougran, I said, I'll come back, if you want me to swear, I can do it."

As he spoke, he took the ring, put it on the ring finger of his right hand, and held it up to Doug Lang's eyes.

Doug Lang looked at the ring, at the light of the sapphire, shining like a star.

He should have been happy, and this move of He Qingwen was what he had been looking forward to seeing the most, but at this moment, he was not happy at all, and there was even a bitter taste in his heart.

Douglang held He Qingwen's hand, and kissed it lightly. After that, he stared at the sapphire ring carefully, and took it off He Qingwen's finger with his own hands after a while.

It was hung on the necklace again and worn around his neck.

Then, he smiled slightly, stroked He Qingwen's hair, and kissed his forehead almost dotingly, "Diven, I don't need your oath, I just want you to come back, I won't force you, I will fulfill it You, but, remember, if you dare to run away from me, even if I chase you to hell, I will definitely take you back."

"Dougron—"

He Qingwen sighed softly, because Dougerang suddenly became so tender, he didn't know how to treat him for a while.

I had prepared a lot of words before, but in the end, it was completely useless at this time.

Only, looking at him silently.

Eyes full of hurt.

Suddenly, Douglang picked up He Qingwen who was squatting on the ground, turned around and pressed him on the sofa, and then, like a hungry wolf, kissed his lips, taking his breath away.

He tore off the collar of his warm robe, and sucked lightly along his delicate neck. On his chest, the blue gem was like a drop of crystal tears falling on his fair skin.

That is - the color of the sea, the sadness of the sea.

"Diven, I really hope that one day you will be able to wear it willingly, and then I will hold the hand that wears it and keep walking until we are so old that we can only lie in bed and breathe, we can still Look at each other, Diven, I love you, between us—not a deal."

He Qingwen looked up at the white roof, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if the years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Doug Lang and himself in front of him were already gray-haired.

He put his arm around the man's head against his chest, and responded affirmatively again, "I won't leave, Dougron, as you know very well, I can't go anywhere."

Doug Lang was stunned for a moment, and smiled wryly, "Diven, I never wanted to use your mother to hold you hostage."

"No, Dougron, that's not what I meant, I—"

He Qingwen sighed, he wanted to say——

Dougron, I have nowhere to go.

The saddest thing about a bird or beast is not that it cannot escape from the cage it is in, but that when it has a chance to escape, it realizes that it has nowhere to go except this cage.

Doug Lang, in this world, there has long been no place for him, He Qingwen, to stay, except here.

Except here-

Suddenly, Dougron laughed lowly.

"Baby, before you go, can you leave something for me?"

He Qingwen withdrew his gaze and looked at him.

"what would you like?"

Doug Lang chuckled playfully, with a trace of evil in his eyes, he lowered his head and clung to He Qingwen's ear.

"I want your--"

He Qingwen stood up suddenly, and shoved him hard in embarrassment and indignation.

"Dougron, you are really—more and more perverted, how—how can you—keep that kind of thing!"

"Hehe, as long as I want to stay, I can." Doug Lang raised his head, looked around the living room, then got up and walked to the wine cabinet, took out a goblet, and shook it at He Qingwen, "Honey, let's use this as a dress, how about it?"

"It's not that good—you pervert!" He Qingwen almost ran out of the living room like a wild man.

Doug Lang smiled evilly and followed behind him.

My dear, when you come back, maybe there will really be a surprise.

He is looking forward to it too!

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?Three days later, He Qingwen flew to China in Doug Lang's private jet.

Before boarding the plane, Yu Juan urged him to take good care of herself, with eyes full of reluctance.

Because of Yu Juan's presence, Doug Lang also restrained his behavior a lot. He just hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "I will pick you up in person in a year." After that, he turned back to the car Li, dare not hug again.

Because, as long as there is more, it will definitely get out of control and will not let him go.

He Qingwen sat by the window, looking at the snow-capped mountains below, layer upon layer of white clouds.

Because I couldn't see the way back and forth, I didn't know how far the two sides would be apart. It seemed that I just stayed in the sky for more than [-] hours, and when I landed, I was transferred to another space.

Everything seemed so bewildered.

As usual, after getting off the plane, he went directly to He Yuntian's cemetery.

A bottle of old wine, an empty glass.

After leaving for less than two months, returning here again, at this time, it seems like a lifetime away.

"Dad, my son is not filial, his son is really useless, I used to make such a vow to let you see Hongtian return to the He family's hands again, but, until today, I realized that my obsession has ruined too much. s things."

He Qingwen stood in the cold wind, his whole body was as white as snow, and his silver fur shivered in the breeze.

He sighed and lowered his eyes.

"Dad, if one day I really can't do it, will you blame me? Dad, if it were you, what would you do?"

Dad, please don't look at me like that.

If a person is really just a single-minded creature, if he can really do everything without being mixed with other emotions, then there will not be so many variables in life.

When he was in the United States, he wanted to come back wholeheartedly, but when he really set foot on this land again, he realized how heavy the things he brought back were.

It was so heavy that he could hardly bear it.

Whether it's the oath to his father, or the promise to Dougron, and——

Xiao Muyuan had hopeless expectations.

Either way, it made him feel extremely heavy.

Even when he stepped into He's house again, the desertedness and emptiness made him suddenly feel extremely cold.

He was guarding the empty house, and he no longer had the passion to look forward to returning.

In my heart, I was even more at a loss with no direction.

God knows why he wants to come back so much.

Hehe, he can lie to Douglan, he can lie to everyone, but he can't lie to himself.

Even Doug Lang knew in his heart that what Xiao Muyuan did was for another purpose, he would not do things that would destroy his future, let alone risk Hongtian's foundation.

Even Dougron could see it, so how could he not know it.

Yes, after such a long time, he should have seen it through and figured it out.

Hongtian, he already couldn't get it back.

It has long been integrated with Xiao Muyuan, and only in Xiao Muyuan's hands can Hongtian go further and better.

So, he came back for one purpose only.

He wants to solve everything thoroughly - love, hatred, kindness, resentment.

Then, let each return to their normal lives.

After returning, he went to Shengshi twice, only stayed for a while, most of the time, he had nothing to do.

This seems to have become a habit developed in the manor recently, and it is also the result of Dougron's pampering.

It is a dreadful habit, which wears away one's passions unconsciously.

It is easy to be satisfied, and easy to sink.

After spending two days leisurely like this, finally, two days later in the afternoon, he came back from outside and saw the figure of that person at the door of He's house.

He rushed back from the United States with a tired and dusty look on his face.

He Qingwen looked at him and smiled wryly.

Xiao Muyuan, why are you doing this!

He waved his hand to let Weier and the others evacuate the villa, watched the convoy go away, and then slowly approached that person.

Xiao Muyuan's hands were clenched tightly, and he had no time to take care of the Liuhai in front of his forehead which was blown away by the wind. Even though his vision was blocked, he could still clearly see the white figure walking towards him.

The person he has been waiting for for a long time, He Qingwen, is finally back!

"You - are you here?" He Qingwen came over and asked him.

It wasn't on the phone, it wasn't deliberately designed, they were aboveboard, they looked at each other face to face, and it was audible. The moment He Qingwen's voice sounded, Xiao Muyuan's heart trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at Xiao Muyuan's haggard face, He Qingwen could guess what kind of overloaded work he was doing during this period.

why?

Why do you want to do this?

Doug Lang is a lunatic, is it possible that even Xiao Muyuan is going crazy?

His slight sigh was blown away by the wind, he turned around and pointed to the house.

"Go, let's go in!"

His tone was soft, like a feather lightly falling on Xiao Muyuan's heart.

Suddenly, Xiao Muyuan took a step forward and grabbed He Qingwen's arm.

"Qing Wen!"

He Qingwen twitched his brows lightly, and slowly pulled his arm out of Xiao Muyuan's hand.

"If you have anything to say, go in and talk."

He strode towards the door of the house, opened the door, and entered the house first.

When he came out with two cups of coffee from the kitchen, Xiao Muyuan was already standing by the piano, and was gently stroking the trophy placed on it with his hand.

"Have a cup of coffee first, and then - go back to sleep, you look a little tired."

He Qingwen put the coffee on the coffee table, waiting for Xiao Muyuan to return from the piano.

"Qing Wen!"

Xiao Muyuan called him that again, causing his hands to tremble, and almost swung out the steaming thick black liquid in the cup.

But even if Xiao Muyuan called him that, what could it mean?

No matter how intimate it is, what can it change?

Nothing can be changed, and the reason why he came back from the United States is to prevent this change.

He stabilized his hands, looked at Xiao Muyuan sitting on the sofa in front of him, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The room was very silent, only the rustling of the clothes could be heard as the two moved their bodies.

After a while, He Qingwen put down the empty coffee cup, got up and sighed, "Go back and rest first, let's talk another day."

"Qingwen!" Xiao Muyuan stood up abruptly and stood in front of him, "Don't go! Listen to me—"

Xiao Muyuan looked into He Qingwen's deep eyes, and for a moment didn't know how to speak.

He clenched his hands tightly, fearing that he would lose control and do something that would annoy He Qingwen.

But his forbearance was still seen through by He Qingwen.

"Xiao Muyuan, do you have something to say? Well, let's sit down and talk slowly."

He Qingwen turned around and walked away from his arms, and sat on the other side of the sofa.

"You don't know what to say, so I'll ask you." He Qingwen leaned on the sofa and looked at him, "Xiao Muyuan, tell me, what are you doing? How far?" After finishing speaking, he laughed at himself again, "I'm really sorry, I've crossed the boundary, Hongtian now belongs to you, Xiao Muyuan, not to my He family, you can do whatever you want, I have no right to interfere .”

"No, Qingwen, please trust me, I will never do anything to harm Hongtian's interests."

"Believe you? Why? Could it be that all the big and small news I saw in the United States about 'Songyang' leaving Hongtian and causing Hongtian's stock to plummet are all fake? It was you, Xiao Muyuan, who released it." □? Then why did you do this? Could it be to deal with me?"

Xiao Muyuan took a deep breath, and said slowly, "How could I deal with you? I will explain to you about Hongtian's matter in the future. What I want to say now is that Qingwen has always been my I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that the collapse of the He family would cause you such great harm—"

"Xiao Muyuan, please wait a moment. What did you say? You didn't expect it? How could you not think that I am not the He family? Don't just say sorry to me, you are sorry to the entire He family, Xiao Muyuan, you Don't you think your words are contradicting yourself?" He Qingwen snorted softly.

Xiao Muyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his thoughts were already a little confused, he didn't know how to express it at all, even the conversation between the two was answering irrelevant questions, and no one cared about it at all.

He just wanted to look at the man in front of him and hear his voice.

"Qingwen, I know you hate me very much in your heart. I took Hongtian away from your father, but this is a business war and it is inevitable. I don't regret it. The only thing I regret is that I didn't treat you mother and son in time. Make the most appropriate arrangements to make you suffer so much in the United States." He paused for a moment, then continued, "I investigated your situation during that period when I was in the United States, and I know everything. Including why you became Dougron's—”

At this time, He Qingwen took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and clenched his hands tightly. When he opened his eyes again, they were reddish with tears shining.

He stared straight at Xiao Muyuan, hehe, frowned and smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Hehe, do you know? Xiao Muyuan, you finally know why I am with Douglang, Really?" He raised his head and suddenly growled, "Yes, I was really desperate at that time, if it wasn't for Doug Lang's appearance, my mother would have died long ago, and I, He Qingwen, today So I was able to stand with you on an equal footing because of me. I climbed onto Doug Lang's bed and split my legs to Doug Lang. Are you satisfied now? Xiao Muyuan, what do you still want? How, you know everything, besides laughing at me, besides letting me bow my head in front of you again, what else do you want to do?"

"Qingwen, I want to make up for—"

"Hahaha——" He Qingwen laughed, with tears in his eyes, "Make it up? How to make it up? In order to win the last hope of me and my mother, I knelt down in front of Rong Shiming with hatred, and then Later, when I was penniless, I sold my body in exchange for my mother's lifeline. Xiao Muyuan, my father is dead, Hongtian is in your hands now, and you insist on Probing again and again, cruelly peeling me off again and again, trampling and crushing my self-esteem, why? Xiao Muyuan, why are you still pretending here, who are you acting for? "

Xiao Muyuan brushed his hair fiercely with his hands. At this moment, no matter what words he used, it seemed that he couldn't explain it. He stood up and stepped forward, holding He Qingwen's arm that was still trembling slightly.

"Don't touch me—" He Qingwen twisted his body to break free, but Xiao Muyuan firmly pressed him on the sofa, "Xiao Muyuan, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xiao Muyuan roared loudly, "He Qingwen, I want to save you!"?

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"Xiao Muyuan, what are you talking about? You want to save me? Hehe!" He Qingwen looked up at Xiao Muyuan's face full of painful expressions above his head, and sneered, "You kicked me into it The abyss of pain, now in turn wants to be my savior, Xiao Muyuan, don't you think this kind of murder and erection of monuments - is it too ridiculous?"

He raised his hand to shake Xiao Muyuan's hand away, but Xiao Muyuan kept clasping his shoulders tightly, the strength of his hand seemed to crush him.

"Xiao Muyuan, let me go!" A numb pain came from his shoulder, and He Qingwen twitched the corner of his mouth.Xiao Muyuan pressed him, panting heavily, staring into He Qingwen's eyes.

Jack is right, anyone who sees these eyes will fall into them in the end, and no one can escape.

nobody--

He is well aware of his sins, and that no matter what he does, everything will be useless, but he still wants to fight for it.

Strive for a dream that is nearly impossible to achieve.

Since when did he fall into this dream, couldn't extricate himself, couldn't control himself, and was doing crazy behavior that even he couldn't believe in himself.

Yes, I have to admit that besides making amends, he actually wants more, more.

So much—he already has a strong desire to possess.

Even if it destroys the sky—destroys the earth.

Suddenly, Xiao Muyuan pinched He Qingwen's chin, bent down and pressed it.

His lips and tongue hit him like fire, making He Qingwen momentarily stunned. He struggled to push away, but the back of his head was tightly restrained by Xiao Muyuan, and he was uncontrollably enduring the aggression like a prairie fire. The breath with a faint smell of tobacco gradually made him lost.

The soft pink lips are confusing, when Xiao Muyuan kissed them, he was exploring and asking for them all the way.

This feeling is like being in a poppy bush. Once you taste it, it will be addictive and uncontrollable. In the end, kissing alone can no longer satisfy this desire/desire. He wants to more and more--

Xiao Muyuan pushed him, pinned him down on the sofa, pulled off the shirt vigorously with his hands, and stretched out to his silky chest.

He Qingwen felt something strange in his chest, and then suddenly woke up from his confusion. He opened his eyes suddenly, pushed his head and shouted loudly, "Xiao Muyuan, stop, stop quickly—"

This time, Xiao Muyuan not only didn't listen to his stop, but also wrapped his arms around his waist even more, continued, and swam his hands down the waistline even more vigorously.

"Ah—" He Qingwen was astonished, and stared at Xiao Muyuan in horror, "Xiao Muyuan—"

Xiao Muyuan was so engrossed that he couldn't hear any sound.

He Qingwen couldn't make it, so he raised his palm and slapped Xiao Muyuan vigorously, and then heard a "snap".

Xiao Muyuan was woken up by the slap, he turned his face back from being slapped to one side, supported the sofa with one hand, wiped away the slightly fishy blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand, and then looked around He Qingwen, whose clothes were disheveled, gasped for breath.

"Qingwen, Qingwen, I'm sorry, I—"

He Qingwen sat up from the sofa quickly, pushed Xiao Muyuan away, then covered his face with his hands, and tied his hair tightly.

"Xiao Muyuan, get out of here, go!"

"Qingwen, today I—"

"Xiao Muyuan, I don't want to see you again today. Before I order someone to drive you out, you'd better get out of here right away! Get out now!"

He Qingwen waved his finger towards the door, but turned his head to the other side.

Xiao Muyuan wanted to open his mouth to say something more, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth.

He stood up, staggered a little, and held onto the back of the sofa while his eyes were darkening.

Already - he hasn't closed his eyes for three days, he is really tired.

Tired to the point of numbness, numbness to the point where he doesn't know if everything he has done is meaningful or not, he has been walking blindly, chasing only the white shadow in front of him!

He Qingwen, He Qingwen!

"sorry!"

He didn't know how he walked out of the gate of the He family, how he got in the car and drove to the bustling city.

He fell into the darkness amidst the noise, no matter how the car behind him was pressing the horn, he was completely ignorant.

Then, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a snow-white roof, turned his head sideways, and a medicine bottle was hanging on his upper left, looking down the thin tube, and the end sank into his left hand.

"Mr. Xiao? Mr. Xiao? Are you awake?" A face with glasses moved over from the right side.

"Dongxu?" He shook his heavy eyelids twice, and the scene in front of him was still a little blurry.

"Great, Mr. Xiao, you finally woke up, wait a minute, I'll call the doctor!"

Li Dongxu ran out of the ward, and it was only then that Xiao Muyuan realized that he had been admitted to the hospital again at some point.

Lying on the bed in a daze and waiting for a while, I saw Li Dongxu returning to the ward with a bunch of doctors and nurses.

Led by the doctor, a group of people re-examined Xiao Muyuan's body. In the end, the doctor explained it to Li Dongxu, and then all of them withdrew.

The ward finally became quiet, and Xiao Muyuan asked Li Dongxu why.

In the end, it was because he had been working day and night in recent months, and his body was overloaded, which caused him to faint in the car from overwork. Fortunately, when he passed out, the car stopped at a traffic stop at a red light. crossroads.

If it wasn't for that coincident red light, I'm afraid, he would already be in the kingdom of heaven at this moment.

"Mr. Xiao, the doctor told me that you must rest on time in the near future and not stay up late, otherwise the heart will easily suffer from insufficient blood supply and cause shock."

Xiao Muyuan stretched out his right hand to block the light that he was not used to, and sighed heavily.

"Dongxu, how long have I been asleep?"

"Three days."

Xiao Muyuan was taken aback, three days?so long?

He tried to sit up with his arms propped up, causing a burst of dizziness.

"Mr. Xiao, you'd better not get up, the doctor told you to rest more."

Xiao Muyuan closed his eyes and waved his hands, "I'm fine, how is Hongtian's stock market these two days?"

"Supported by the return of funds from 'Songyang', it has basically stabilized in the past two days."

Xiao Muyuan sighed deeply again, and leaned slightly towards the head of the bed.

At this moment, Li Dongxu glanced at the time, and then, the door of the ward opened, and a person who looked like a restaurant waiter walked in pushing a dining cart.

Xiao Muyuan didn't get out of bed for three days, nor did he eat anything, and seeing the various dinner plates on the car now caused him a little bit of hunger.

"Mr. Xiao, you haven't eaten for three days. You just woke up, so you should eat something light first!"

As the dining car moved closer, steam rose from a small celadon bowl.

It's a bowl of porridge.

Xiao Muyuan stared at the bowl of light porridge, and remembered the trip to Hongye Mountain with He Qingwen a few months ago. Just like this time, the two of them ended up in the hospital with him.

It seemed that the two of them were destined by nature, and that their fates were mutually exclusive, one of them would always fall into the hands of the other.

If so, then he would rather be the one who fell down.

"Mr. Xiao, here you are!"

Li Dongxu handed over a spoon, and Xiao Muyuan reached out to take it.

Now, no one came to serve him a bowl of soup anymore, it was a dream that dissipated with the wind and became the past like smoke.

There is a cup of bitter tea left, drink it alone.

He scooped up a spoonful of clear porridge and put it into his mouth, unexpectedly, it tasted better than Huanglian.

"Mr. Xiao, eat some more!"

Li Dongxu watched Xiao Muyuan put down the spoon in his hand and only took one bite of the whole bowl of porridge, feeling sad.

Xiao Muyuan waved his hands, and lay back on the bed again.

"Dongxu, you go out first, I want to sleep for a while."

Before you know it, tiredness has become an injury.

Maybe, only when he fell into a deep sleep, would he forget that person's face.

So he fell into sleep again.

This sleep lasted until nightfall.

Opening his eyes slightly, he suddenly saw a white dress.

Is it a doctor?Another routine inspection?

He is just overworked, and it's not a serious illness, so there is really no need to make such a big effort.

Not paying attention, she turned her body slightly and turned her face to the other side.

"Mr. He, I'd better wake up Mr. Xiao! You have been waiting for more than an hour." Li Dongxu's whisper sounded in his ears.

who?Who is Dongxu talking to?

"No hurry, just wait!"

Xiao Muyuan woke up suddenly when he heard this man's voice, turned over abruptly, and couldn't believe himself