"That's all you said I wanted to know?" she interrupted him.
Xiang Heng stopped, with no expression on his face, he looked at her for a while and slowly shook his head and said, "Zhao Mosheng, you are really cruel."
Yes, she is cruel to everyone.
Xiang Heng stopped talking, took out a pen and paper and wrote two lines of words and handed it to her. Mo Sheng took it, with the name and ward number of a hospital written on it.
What's this
"With his way of working, it's not surprising that he died at an early age, not to mention the stomach bleeding of 'Xiao Xiao'." Xiang Heng's always gentle voice was condensed, "I'll give you the address of the hospital, it's up to you to go or not. I don't know what happened between you two, but Zhao Mosheng!" His tone was full of condemnation, "People can't be too selfish!"
After he finished the bill and left, Mo Sheng sat down, stunned by the news. The paper was tightly squeezed into a ball in her hand, and it was extremely painful to pinch the short nails into the flesh, but she didn't realize that she was going to loosen it. Stomach bleeding, hospital, Yi Chen... Because of her? Is it because of her
The coffee was already cold, Mo Sheng pushed open the door of the cafe, and it started to rain outside at some point. How can it rain at this time? Especially since the rain has not stopped.
It was easy to get a taxi. The driver was an overly enthusiastic person. After hearing her destination, he began to ask questions constantly.
"Miss, is your friend sick?"
"Miss, are you studying or working?"
"Miss… "
"Miss… "
Mo Sheng answered with "um" and "oh", looking out the window. Every word of the driver passed her ear, but she didn't understand a word. The scenery outside passed by her eyes in the same way, but she didn't know what she saw. There was no red light on the way, so he arrived at the hospital so quickly, and found Yi Chen's ward so easily. He was just standing in front of the door, but his hand weighed thousands of pounds, so he couldn't lift it up to knock on the door.
But are you going? The foot also weighed thousands of pounds, and he couldn't take a step away.
For a moment, she felt that it would go on forever, she didn't dare to approach, and was reluctant to leave, so the universe was wild, the sea was dry, and she stood outside his door forever.
But how can there be forever? What should come always comes, no matter how to hide. The door was pulled open from the inside, she didn't have time to dodge, and went straight to the man.
To rose.
Some people seem to be destined to meet all the time, and for the same reason, such as Yimei and her.
Mo Sheng always thought about it later, what kind of mood did this girl who was as gentle as water and beautiful as poetry listen to the man she loves introduce "this is my sister" to others? Back then, when she introduced herself with thick skin and said, "I'm your brother's girlfriend," but Yi Chen didn't refute it, what kind of heartbreak did she feel
Now that she sees her, when she actually smiles gently at her, how many unknown sorrows are in that smile
Why! To rose to rose, long time no see.
"Mo Sheng, I finally see you again."
Yeah, finally.
"Are you coming to see Yi Chen?" Yi Mei asked, "He just fell asleep. If you have time, can you accompany me to his house? I'm going to help him get some daily necessities."
Mo Sheng hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Okay."
"He... is he all right?"
"It's fine. The doctor said that as long as you get more rest and pay attention to your diet, it's fine."
"That's good." Mo Sheng whispered.
Rumbling along the way, but some recent developments. Yi Mei said, "I was looking for you a long time ago, but I was suddenly transferred out by the company. I was so busy that I finally came back, but Yi Chen suddenly fell ill. Hey, I finally feel the pain of a professional woman."
Mo Sheng said, "I never thought that you would actually become a strong woman."
"Aren't you? At that time, I used a camera to shoot things, and I didn't expect to become a photographer."
Mo Sheng laughed: "I'm still shooting randomly."
Yi Mei laughed: "If your boss hears you say that, he'll be pissed... It's here, it's here." She stopped, took out the key to open the door, Mo Sheng paused, and followed her in.
Yi Chen's house is located on the twelfth floor of the high-end residential area in the west of the city. The house is very big, but it looks empty, with nothing extra. Only a few unclosed magazines on the coffee table make the house look like inhabited.
"Everyone has been busy in the past few years, and only get together occasionally." Yi Mei said while packing her things, opening the refrigerator, she shook her head helplessly, "Sure enough, there is nothing, he is probably the person in the world who can't take care of himself. The next time I came, I saw him eating instant noodles, and I couldn't bear to drag him to the supermarket, but I didn't expect to meet you."
Yi Chen has always been like this, how could Mo Sheng not know. He always has more important things than eating, and only the trick of "I won't eat if you don't eat" can deal with this kind of person.
"Oh, by the way." Yimei said suddenly, "I'm getting married soon, you know? The groom is my immediate boss. It's a Cinderella story."
Mo Sheng looked at her in amazement: "Are you going to get married?"
"Yes, I'm getting married." She smiled and nodded, sighing a little, "I used to say things like that to you when I wasn't sensible, but only later did I realize that some things can't be won, and I've long since given up on Yi Chen. ."
"why?"