When she got off the bed, her legs couldn't even stand firm, and she stumbled and fell to the ground. The floor was very hard, and her legs hurt from the fall. She simply knelt down on the floor and carefully lifted He Ming.
The wounds on Jue's body were treated again.
His assistant, Yu Xingfeng, was never separated from him for more than one night. She believed that someone would find him at dawn.
But she can't.
She stood up holding on to the edge of the bed, and the pain between her legs made her gasp unconsciously.
Her eyes inadvertently passed over the dark red color on the white sheets. She looked at it for a long time. Ye Yuwei's face flashed before her eyes, and then Lan Lingzhou's face.
Finally, she carefully turned over He Mingjue's body, took off the red sheets, and threw them into the trash can downstairs.
She thought that he could never give her a love. She thought that there was always an unknown hurt in her heart. There was another person beside them. Then this night must be forgotten.
forget.
When she walked out of the villa, the sky was gradually getting brighter. In the gray morning light, her cold teeth were trembling. She fumbled for the mobile phone in her pocket, found a familiar name and dialed it.
"Lingzhou..."
When he woke up, it was already the next day.
He slowly opened his eyes in the dazzling white. The dazzling light faded, and he saw Ye Yuwei's familiar face.
"Are you awake?" She still had the same gentle face, but there was a hint of fatigue in the woman's eyes.
He Mingjue frowned, and the pain came from his shoulders and various parts of his body, reminding him of the origin of the wound. He looked around seriously, and finally his eyes fell back on Ye Yuwei's face, "I
Why are you here? Who sent me here?"
Ming Jue, hold on.........
Hades...
Hades, Hades, Hades...
He Mingjue leaned on the bedside weakly, but a girl's tearful face appeared in front of his eyes. He vaguely saw that she was under him. She closed her eyes and her face was flushed, and her face was distorted.
She was crying and moaning with an unbearable look on her face. Such a vivid face was as if it was still in front of his eyes. His body could even feel the feeling of being enveloped by her tenderness.
She kept moaning in her ears and called his name over and over again.
"What are you talking about? I couldn't find you all day long, and I was worried to death. Fortunately, your phone has a positioning system, so you're fine." Ye Yuwei said softly, and naturally stuffed a pillow under He
Under Ming Jue, "When I found you, you were covered in blood. Fortunately, your injuries were not serious." She continued, "That warehouse has been abandoned for a long time..."
He Mingjue finally let out a weak breath. Wen Xihe's face flashed before his eyes. He shook his head and his eyes fell on Ye Yuwei's face.
"Did anything else happen?" The memory in his mind was so vivid that he felt like he was in a trance.
Ye Yuwei sat down next to him and held his hand carefully, "Mingjue, your wound is infected and you have been running a fever. And... you have been talking in your sleep...
"
He Mingjue sneered and finally let go.
Yes, he had a dream, a beautiful spring dream about Wen Xihe.
It was a sunny morning, and the bright Maybach was parked on the street corner. The man in the car gently rolled down the window, slightly squinted his eyes and looked at a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the red brick building opposite. The car was open
The music came in with a little bit of cool air in the morning, which was a bit cold. The man's fingertips with a bit of coolness covered the steering wheel, tightening it tighter and tighter.
It was a wedding dress shop. At this moment, what came into view was a very eye-catching picture.
The girl was wearing a pure white wedding dress. The high-quality design outlined her beautiful and perfect figure. Dots of scattered sunlight wrapped around her delicate and graceful neck. She raised her head slightly and faced the similarly pure dress beside her.
The white man's smiling eyes. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, like the crescent moon in the sky at night.
The sunlight suddenly became dazzling, burning his eyes with pain.
The position next to her should have been his.
Once, he was not sure about himself, but he was too sure about Wen Xihe. He always thought that she would never go anywhere except by his side in this life. He always thought that this woman was his, and no one could take her away from her.
Go.
But now, she was within his reach, but it seemed that she no longer belonged to him.