From that moment on, a sharp pain spread throughout his body at the fastest speed and finally exploded in his chest.
He clenched his hands at his sides, enduring, not letting his back reveal any flaws. However, his face became paler and paler, and even his steps became heavier.
Yun Ling looked at him like this, her heart tensed up, and she spoke nervously: "Wei, you..."
"Can I borrow your arm?" Tang Wei interrupted her worried words, his voice was low and weak.
"Of course." Yun Ling stretched out his hand.
Tang Wei placed his big hand on her arm, barely supporting his shaky body. His vision gradually turned gray and became more and more distracted.
Yun Ling breathed hard and silently put her arms around his waist from behind. From behind, they must have looked like a sweet and intimate couple, but only they knew the inside story. Yun Ling said, "Hold on a little longer, we'll be at the elevator soon."
"Yeah." Tang Wei nodded.
The distance of just over a hundred meters seemed so far to him.
Sure enough, every step away from her was difficult and arduous.
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Shang Shiyu stood there and watched them leave hand in hand intimately, his chest aching as if it was being cut by a thousand knives.
She closed her eyes, hiding the wetness in her eyes, and slowly removed her cold little hand from Lan Xiao, holding onto the wall and walking back into the ward. Her other hand still stubbornly held the medicine box tightly, as if she was holding her own treasured treasure.
Lan Xiao looked at the desolate and lonely figure, pondered for a moment, asked nothing, and just followed in silently.
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The next day.
As soon as Lan Xiao entered the company, the front desk clerk called him, "Boss Lan."
"Um?"
"This is sent to you by a gentleman." The other party took out an insulated box and handed it to him.
"For me?" Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes and took the box. He reached out and touched the outside and could still feel the temperature. He curled his lips. This looked like a love-branded breakfast.
"Are you sure it's a gentleman, not a lady, who was delivered?"
The other party smiled and replied: "Not only is he a gentleman, but he is also a very powerful gentleman."
Lan Xiao shuddered and shook his head. He pushed it back without even opening it, "Forget it if it's a gift from a man. I don't have this fetish."
After he finished speaking, he walked away without stopping.
Behind me, the receptionist curiously opened it and sighed, "It's millet porridge, it smells so good~ Boss, if you don't want it, can I help you solve it?"
"Okay, you..." Lan Xiao raised his hand, ready to agree generously. However, halfway through his words, he turned around and asked, "What did you say was sent?"
"Millet porridge." The other party looked at him in confusion.
Lan Xiao was thoughtful. The next moment, he walked back and closed the insulation box himself. "The person who was sent here is about 180cm tall, with a square face and dark and thick eyebrows."
"Yes, that's right."
That must be Yu Sheng who is beside Tang Wei!
"Okay, I got it." Lan Xiao picked up the thermal box and turned around and walked out instead of going back to the company.
The other party looked at the back in confusion. Didn't he just say no? Why did he change his attitude 180 degrees when he heard it was Xiaomizhou
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Lan Xiao drove the car directly to the CCTV TV station. Along the way, he glanced at the insulated box on the passenger seat several times.
He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
On the other end, it was Yu Sheng who answered the phone.
"The millet porridge in my company, is it your President Tang's idea?" Lan Xiao asked directly.
"Miss Shang needs to take good care of her stomach. Mr. Lan, I hope you don't mind."
Lan Xiao adjusted his sitting position and smiled lazily, "I am taking advantage of Mr. Tang's work. Does Mr. Tang mind?"
"I believe Mr. Lan can understand what the Fourth Master means."
Lan Xiao curled his lips and said nothing more. Tang Wei went through so much trouble to send millet porridge to him, naturally to prevent Shi Yu from knowing his thoughts.
Judging from his attitude towards Shi Yu yesterday, it seemed that he was not simple either.
Lan Xiao shook his head. He really couldn't understand these complicated humans.
When he arrived downstairs at CCAV, he called Shi Yu. Shang Shi Yu came down very quickly, but he was still sitting in the car and didn't get out, just rolled down the window.
"Why are you here so early?" Shang Shiyu glanced at his watch. It was just past eight o'clock.
"I came here specially to see if you've had breakfast. How was this temporary date? He performed well, didn't he?" Lan Xiao raised his chin, looking for praise.
"Tsk~" Shang Shiyu expressed his disbelief, "Are you here to do something in our station?"
Lan Xiao handed the thermos to her through the window. Shang Shiyu held it in her arms, surprised.
Lan Xiao explained: "Millet porridge, to nourish your stomach."
Shang Shiyu opened the lid in surprise. The fragrant porridge still had a warm air blowing in her face, which made her originally cold heart rise with a strong warmth. She looked at Lan Xiao with deep eyes and said gratefully, "Thank you."
Lan Xiao opened his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.
However, he felt unworthy of the "thank you". So he waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, if you really want to thank me, remember to finish all the porridge. Go to work quickly!"
"Well, I'll go up then."
"And!" Lan Xiao stopped her, "Don't forget to take your medicine on time. If you continue to be like before, your stomach will cause you serious problems sooner or later!"
He said the last sentence with a serious face. Shang Shiyu smiled instead, "I know, I always eat on time."
"Go ahead." Lan Xiao waved his hand and watched her walk into the building with the thermos. He did not withdraw his gaze until the figure was completely out of sight.
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"Wow~~" Ning Mu has been circling around her since she opened the thermal box in the lounge, "Shang Shang, your loving breakfast is great! Millet porridge, and nutritious soup. I didn't expect that President Lan is so thoughtful."
"Would you like to have a drink?"
Ning Mu shook his head repeatedly, "I don't want it. This is a love brand, given to you to drink, what's the big deal if I drink it?"
Shang Shiyu took a sip with a spoon. The taste in her mouth shocked her heart and made her mind a little dazed.
She immediately took another sip.
This taste...
So familiar.
She felt that she was possessed, and she actually felt that this was Tang Wei's porridge. But how could it be possible? He would never cook for her again. In the future, she would never have any chance to taste his cooking again.
Thinking of this, the porridge, which was originally sweet, became more and more bitter. A faint sour taste rose in her nose. She was afraid of revealing her emotions in front of Ning Mu, so she just buried her head and drank the porridge in big gulps.