"Miaomiao, do you still... like me?"

"Um……"

Her gentle word made a corner of Hosyan's heart collapse completely.

He grew up in the Huo family of Fuchun City since childhood. He was destined to be a person in the situation, fighting openly and secretly, and surging undercurrents. He was destined to be cold and indifferent by nature, and could not have anything he liked, even if he liked it, he could not show it.

Just like when he was seven years old, he picked up a stray dog ​​from the side of the road, but after feeding it, he saw its body in the trash can early the next morning. His blood-stained body curled up in a painful position, and his eyes were open blankly and turbidly. It was not difficult to see that it had experienced a long torture before it died.

This is a warning and a reminder of "good intentions" by some people.

Since then, even the flowers and plants on the roadside have never stopped for a second.

After breaking up with the Huo family, he became a surgeon, had seen too many birth, old age, sickness and death, and had personally experienced the powerlessness of life passing by his own hands. He had been sitting downstairs in the hospital until dawn because of his depressed mood. But gradually, his emotions would no longer fluctuate, not numbness, but needed more calmness and rationality.

Obviously, at this moment, Hosyan completely lost the calmness and reason he had always been proud of. His emotions had been suppressed for too long and he didn't know how to find an outlet. Ordinary people were overjoyed and happy as if they had won the mood of the whole world. Most of them would express it with laughter, but for him, his eyes were filled with heat.

The girl I had loved for a long time was no longer a phantom that I could not hold back in my dreams, nor was it the bone-eroding loneliness that I faced alone after waking up.

She is real.

A few minutes ago, she told him that she still liked him.

Huo Siyan smiled softly, his seductive peach blossom eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be rippling waves in his black eyes. He smiled so satisfied, as if he had received the best gift in his life.

A heart was full and swelling. Only two words in this world could relieve it. He shouted lightly: "Miaomiao."

There is no sound to respond again.

Hosyan looked down and saw that the man in his arms had already leaned against his chest and fell asleep soundly, and his hand was still gently pulling his shirt. He smiled again.

Having never hugged a girl, Hosyan was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he adjusted her posture many times. When he picked her up, he realized that her previous attempts were redundant. She slept very well, with her long black eyelashes hanging quietly, and a clear shadow was printed on her fair skin.

Hosyan carried the person into the room and gently placed it on the bed. His hand was about to pull out from her waist, but she turned over and pressed him down. Before he could react, her hands and feet immediately wrapped around and hugged him hard.

He was not prepared for his body, and was led by her to lean, and somehow he turned into a position of lying on her side.

Each other, the tip of the nose is opposite to the tip of the nose.

Her soft and warm breath squirted between his lips.

Hosyan was stiff all over and felt that his breathing had become heavier. He had a great difficulty in trying to separate him from her. He could not do it, and he could not do it. She should have treated him as a pillow, hugged him tightly, and touched his head comfortably, muttering something.

He had no choice but to let her continue to hold her.

The passage of time had become blurred for Hosyan. After hugging him for a while, Miaomiao moved, as if she disliked his heat. She frowned slightly and lay back on the front. She kept pulling her collar: "Hot."

It is natural that spring suddenly fades.

Huo Siyan rushed to get the air conditioning remote control on the bedside table. He fell to the ground without holding it firmly. He bent down to pick it up. All the scene just now flashed by, warm and soft jade.

This is disrespect for girls, after all, they are not a boyfriend or girlfriend.

He closed his eyes hard, dissipated all his thoughts, and when he opened them again, his expression seemed to have returned to calmness and self-control.

People are good at using a face to fake expressions to cover their hearts. Hosyan is obviously well aware of this. However, his beating heart and sharply rising body temperature still reveal his true emotions.

The Adam's apple twitches and the tightening of the lower abdomen is the instinctive desire of men. In the past, most of the time it was able to control it, but there were other solutions to the problem that could not be controlled. Now the huge trigger is right in front of her, and her breathing pushes him to the brink of losing control.

Hosyan took a deep breath.

Afraid that Miaomiao caught a cold, he turned on the air conditioner for thirty degrees and she still felt hot, so he dropped to twenty-seven degrees.

Miaomiao finally settled down and stopped twisting.

Hosyan quietly turned the air conditioner back to thirty degrees again. As soon as he put down the remote control, he heard the person on the bed whisper: "Thirsty."

Swallowed the warm water in one mouthful, like a half-dried vine plant in the summer afternoon, ushering in the long-lost rainwater. Miaomiao drank quickly and quickly, and vaguely heard a magnetic voice reminding her: "Drink slowly."

She felt that she must be dreaming.

She was hot and the air conditioning came immediately.

She was thirsty and the warm water was fed in immediately.

It seems that this is a dream that can make people get what they want.

Miaomiao suddenly raised her hand and said, "Pick the stars."

Grasp it twice, strange, why is it empty? Where is the stars?

"Pick the moon."

She grabbed it in the air.

Hosyan had no choice but to hold her hand and stuff it back into the cool quilt. She was not willing to do so, and she shouted that it was the stars and the moon.

He had never had the chance to see her drunkenness before, and he didn't expect to be so restless, so he got up, walked around the room, and found a sponge texture from her dressing table, and put it in her hand for something that was not known for its purpose.

After Miaomiao held it, it became quiet indeed.

Hosyan couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and she shouted happily again: "Goddess of Moonlight, give me strength. Sailor Moon, transform!"

Hosyan: "..." rubbed his eyebrows with headache.

People who are drunk but do not show their drunkenness will not be able to dissipate their alcohol for a while, which is not good for their health. He went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, intending to help her wipe her face and hands, so that it will be more comfortable.

Hosyan put the basin on the bedside table, pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed. Miaomiao was staring at the ceiling, as if entering the void.

He twisted the towel and rubbed it from her forehead to her neck very lightly, soaked it again and wrung it dry.

"When will you come back?" she sighed faintly.

Hosyan seemed to hear the sound of his heart being torn into pieces. He continued to wipe her arms, his throat was irritated, and after a while, he said, "He is back."

Miaomiao didn't know if he heard it, but still asked stubbornly: "Do you never come back in the future?"

Hosyan held her hand and tied her fingers: "He will never leave again in the future."

"Why do you say those hurtful words in the letter?"

Her voice was too blurry, and Hosyan didn't hear it clearly. He leaned over and heard her say, "Bad man! Don't like you anymore."

...

Huo Siyan stopped until after four o'clock in the morning. He heard Miaomiao breathing evenly and didn't say any more drunken words. He closed the door lightly, packed up the messy living room, and was busy until the sky in the east turned white before returning to the next door.

It was getting bright and Miaomiao was woken up by the alarm clock. Her head hurts a little. She leaned against the head of the bed, thinking, how much did she drink last night? She found that she was holding soft things in her hand. When she opened it, she found that it was a makeup egg.

Is this too amazing?

The memory after being drunk is broken. Miaomiao couldn't remember how the makeup egg ran into her hands, and she couldn't remember how she climbed onto the bed. She touched her phone and sent a message to Xiao Qiao.

The reply came very quickly, but Tong Weng returned it, saying that Xiao Qiao was still sleeping. He stammered and refused to answer Miaomiao's questions directly. He looked at him and asked, "If you still have a headache, should you ask for leave today?"

What can be solved with just two pills, why ask for leave?

I can't swear to show my loyalty to Hosyan, and I asked for leave for alcohol in just two days, right? This makes her feel so untrustworthy.

Miaomiao washed up, changed her clothes, and was stunned by what she saw! The living room was clean, the table was neatly tidy, and there was no footprint on the floor. It was not like the party carnival scene that she held last night. She looked around, wondering if she had also raised a hard-working snail girl.

Who was the last one to leave last night?

No impression at all.

Miaomiao went to WeChat again to poke Hou Ge.

Hou Ge had just woken up, and he was lying on the bed, throwing a voice over, his voice was filled with a deep sleepiness: "I don't know. You can go and ask Tong Fang, he was still there when I left."

Miaomiao: "I asked, but he couldn't explain it clearly."

Who will it be?

Miaomiao did not associate it with Huo Siyan. He was the first one to rule it out because she felt it was impossible. Such a person who looked like a breeze and bright moon could not imagine that he bent down to clean and organize the picture of her living room in the middle of the night.

I won’t be bothered, so I’d better wait until I get to the laboratory before asking.

After breakfast, Miaomiao rested for a while, swallowed two pieces of headache pills, and then went out. A few minutes later, she walked into the laboratory and glanced at Hosyan's office subconsciously. She was surprised to find that he was not there. Could it be that she had drunk too much at her house last night?

Sin, sin.

Miaomiao came to the office with a little guilty feeling, turned on the computer, and started to work hard. Perhaps because of the slow reaction speed of her mind after drinking, she typed a wrong code, which caused all the rest to collapse. She had to delete it and start over.

One morning passed in a busy life.

After having lunch sloppy, Miaomiao returned to the dormitory with her laptop in her arms and stayed on the sofa to work overtime. She had the habit of taking a lunch break, and her biological clock could not be struck. After typing the code for half an hour, she became drowsy.

When Miaomiao woke up, the clock on the wall pointed at two o'clock. She moved her hands and feet, her whole body relaxed, and her head was no longer dizzy. It seemed that this drunkenness was completely overturned.

After eating an apple and rinsing her mouth, Miaomiao went out with her bag and happened to run into Huo Siyan who also came out of his house. She smiled and greeted him: "Senior Brother Huo."

Hosyan nodded, as if he hadn't had a good rest, and there was obvious tiredness under his eyes, but his clothes were still fine, the white shirt had no wrinkles, the shoulder lines were smooth, and the black trousers were designed to make his body look longer. Miaomiao also noticed that he had changed into ink blue cufflinks, with beautiful cat-eye gems inlaid in the middle, shining brightly.

The two walked into the elevator together.

Miaomiao had just pressed the button on the third floor and heard him ask in a slightly hoarse voice: "Does your head still hurt?"

How could he know that she had a headache? Miaomiao thought to herself, did she see that she was drunk last night?

She has a special physique and can't get enough of her face after being drunk. She also has good alcohol content and can't be crazy about drinking, so most people don't know that she is sitting there quietly, but she is actually drunk.

However, is Hosyan an ordinary person? He is a doctor. Last time she didn't escape his eyes when she had sex, let alone drunken things.

Because he stood side by side, Miaomiao did not turn his head, but stared at his toes with his eyes down: "I took the medicine and took another nap at noon. Now it's fine."

Hosyan said "Yeah". Miaomiao glanced at him pressing the button on the first floor. There was a parking lot. Should he go out?

"Miaomiao, accompany me to Incheon Hospital."

Miaomiao blurted out and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Hosyan cleared his throat with his lips, "I went over to discuss the surgical plan with your brother. I'm not very convenient for driving, so I can only trouble you."

Of course, Miaomiao knew the reason why he was inconvenient to drive, but was surprised. She accidentally bumped into rubbing her right wrist two days ago. His expression was a little unnatural, but now, he actually revealed to her...

"No problem." She tried to make her voice lighter, "So, can I skip work this afternoon?"
Chapter completed!