The woman only wore a bottoming sweater. Her figure was so slender in the cold wind, her back was long, and her long seaweed-like hair fluttered in the wind, creating a beautiful silhouette in the dim light.
Until it completely disappeared into the night.
Mo Shiqian's tall and slender figure was elongated by the bright lights, making him look even more silent and lonely in this night when there was almost no one around.
After an unknown amount of time, the man slowly bent down, picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, and then turned around and walked towards Gust, who was not far away.
The injuries on his face are almost gone. Although there are still some bruises in some places, the light is too dim so it is difficult to see. He is still handsome and as indifferent as ever, as if his face is expressionless, and it is difficult to guess his emotions.
Her head hit the spot on his chest where the pain had stopped just a few days ago, and it started to hurt again.
I had a fight with a few security guards when I entered before, and it seemed like something was torn apart.
Can't tell where it hurts.
It seems like everything hurts.
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Chi Huan walked back, her pace was very slow, like a lonely ghost wandering in the city.
After turning the corner, she knew that he could no longer see him. The strength that had supported her straight body was completely exhausted in an instant, and her shoulders drooped, even slightly rickets.
She debuted early, not to mention having some dance skills in her early years. In the second year of taking her, Sister Yao consciously trained her sitting posture, walking posture, smile, speaking speed, and intonation to cultivate a big-name star look.
In public, whether she is standing or sitting, she is full of energy.
She didn't know where her mind was drifting, and she couldn't even feel her hands and face being blown into ice cubes, let alone look at the road under her feet. The heels of her high heels were embedded in the cobblestones, and her ankles were severely crooked.
This time, no one helped her to hold her, and she fell directly into the soil next to her. Her face was scratched by a leaf of a bush or a grass. She was slightly scratched, and her feet were in excruciating pain.
It hurt so much that Chi Huan put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up. He only managed to prop himself up slightly before falling back down again.
She sat there alone, in the dark.
You can also hear the howling of the cold wind.
The tense nerves suddenly snapped at this second, and the emotions collapsed in an instant.
She bent her uninjured leg, hugged her knee and cried uncontrollably.
She hadn't seen his face so close for a long time.
She rarely thought of him, because for more than a month, she was as busy as a top.
The biggest advantage of being busy is that she has something to do and think about, so she shouldn't think about him because she can't think about it.
The nerve in her body regarding Mo Shiqian was so tight that she couldn't touch or move it because it would break at any time. She knew very well that once it broke, she wouldn't be able to hold on.
Occasionally, she would feel an unknown sense of panic when she thought of him.
How long had it been since she had seen him? How long had it been since she had thought of his face? Was she about to forget what he looked like
Doing the math, it actually didn’t take long.
Suddenly I realized how much I can miss you.
She even felt that she was so weak that she couldn't hold on anymore.
She also felt that she would rather be Mo Shiqian's character, so that when she couldn't bear to think about him, she could secretly run to see him.
The screen of the mobile phone that fell into the dirt with her suddenly lit up and vibrated with a buzzing sound.
Did Mo Shiqian call
Although he was unlikely to call her again, Chi Huan still looked over quickly.
The screen note shows: Mo Xigu.
After wiping her face haphazardly, she picked up the phone and answered the call, then tried to stand up again.
"Western old."
The phone was silent for three seconds before Mo Xigu asked in a low voice, "Have you ever cried?"
He had originally calculated the time and thought that she should clean up and wash up, so he planned to call her before going to bed, or say a simple good night.
Her voice was probably restrained, but he could still hear traces of choking.
Chi Huan neither admitted nor denied, but simply said, "Do you have a problem with me?"
"You've cried," Mo Xigu said firmly, "What happened?"
While answering the phone, she tried to put her injured foot down, "It's okay...ah!"
The pain was excruciating.
"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing," Chi Huan took a breath, "I just accidentally fell."
"I fell down, where did I fall?"
"I just fell down on my foot..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man's deep voice, "Don't move, I'll be right over."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving her a chance to respond.
Chi Huan didn't want him to come over and called out repeatedly, "Xi Gu... Xi Gu, Mo Xi Gu."
All that was left was the beeping sound on the phone.
Over there, Mo Xigu was almost home. He immediately turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator and continued to increase the speed. Anyway, at this time, there were very few cars on the road.
When Mo Xigu arrived at the famous residence No. 10, Chi Huan had already asked the security guard to help her back to the apartment. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, the doorbell rang.
She raised her head and said to the security guard, "My friend must have arrived. Please open the door for me."
"Okay Miss Chi."
As soon as the door opened, it was Mo Xigu who came over carrying the medicine he bought on the road.
He looked at the security guard's uniform and asked, "How is she?"
The security guard scratched his head, "I fell down in the garden and seemed to have sprained my foot. I originally wanted to take Miss Chi to the hospital, but she refused."
Mo Xigu nodded and said calmly, "I understand, I will take care of her, please."
"Then I'll go on duty."
"Um."
The security guard walked out the door and left.
Mo Xigu walked over, put the medicine on the coffee table, then squatted down in front of her, looked at the ankle she was caressing unconsciously with her fingers, and frowned heavily, "Why did you fall in the garden?"
She answered vaguely, "The light was too dark. I wasn't wearing high heels, so I accidentally fell off."
He looked up at her face, "You cried."
It was a more affirmative tone than on the phone.
"Well, it hurt so much when I fell."
This reason is not unreasonable, but...
Mo Xigu looked at her expression, pinched her ankle with his fingers, and stated calmly, "You can see the difference between a woman crying because of the pain of falling and being made cry by a man."
As soon as he touched his finger, Chi Huan gasped in pain.
"It's sprained. Just be patient. It'll be fine soon."
"What are you going to do...ah!!!"
Before she could finish asking, her ankle was wrapped in severe pain. Chi Huan was immediately hit by the unexpected pain and burst into tears.