Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo stared at her, frowning, but said nothing.

Silence, between them.

After a long time, he whispered: "If you continue or not, you are not alone in the final say."

He Huan didn't even have the strength to get angry. After eating, he climbed onto the hospital bed and stayed there.

Qin Mo frowned: "I will accompany you out for a walk."

He Huan's face turned aside, his voice was a little low; "I don't want to go out."

She didn't want to, he didn't force her, just stay with her...

Several days later, when He Huan was about to be discharged from the hospital, Qin Mo took the luggage for her, and she could not refuse.

After getting in the car, He Huan wanted to go back to his apartment, but Qin Mo took her directly to his apartment.

She refused to get out of the car and sat in it, "I want to go back to my apartment."

Qin Mo looked at her, "Isn't this your home?"

She lowered her eyes: "It's long gone."

Qin Mo's eyes were stained with gloom, and he reached out and grabbed her hand to open the car door to get out of the car. He Huan refused, struggling, and finally she cried out, but she still got hurt.

Qin Mo's eyes sank even more, and finally he hugged her up and walked towards the elevator.

He Huan hugged his neck for fear of falling off, but bowed his head silently.

Qin Mo's voice was rustling, "I will let you go in a month."

He Huan raised his eyes and looked at him.

She couldn't believe it.

Qin Mo smiled bitterly, "Don't believe it?"

He Huan said nothing, just lowered his eyes.

Qin Mo took her back to the apartment. The furniture inside was changed a lot, and it was in a style that He Huan liked. It can be seen that he was also thinking about it, and there was no aunt at home, just the two of them.

So after Qin Mo let her down, He Huan was somewhat restrained.

"Tired, do you want to lie down on the bed?" Qin Mo crouched in front of her and asked gently, taking off her coat.

He Huan leaned on the back of the sofa, "I want to sit here for a while."

He looked at her for a moment, went to the bedroom and took out a blanket, covered it for her, and brought the magazine over for her, "Look at this, I'll warm you up with a glass of milk."

He said he was going to the kitchen, He Huan called him, "Qin Mo."

He paused, He Huan's voice was very soft: "It's useless, we are over."

Qin Mo's body stiffened, without saying anything, he went straight to the kitchen for a while to warm up the milk.

He took care of her personally, he also cooked for her at noon, and even took her to the bedroom to sleep her.

When she fell asleep, he went to the study to deal with official affairs...

He Huan didn't know how busy he was. Anyway, besides taking care of her in the apartment, he was in the study, and sometimes he smoked on the terrace. If he saw her coming out, he would immediately throw off his cigarette butt.

He Huan wanted to pour a glass of water. She had an empty glass in her hand, and she was wearing a set of home clothes. She looked fluffy and cute in the middle of the night. Maybe he hadn't seen her look so soft in a long time.

"I'll come." He said hoarsely, taking the cup in her hand and walking towards the kitchen.

He Huan stood in the same place and waited. She turned and looked out the window.

Qin Mo's apartment is located on the top floor. It is a few hundred square meters wide. It is very large and empty for two people.

The Chinese New Year is about to come right now. Although there is floor heating in the apartment, it is very warm, but I always feel that the night sky is cold when I look outside.

He Huan watched quietly, feeling a little cold, and couldn't help holding himself in his hands.