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Chapter 81: Could it be because something happened to him?

Qi Xiaoya sighed feebly, turned around feebly and went upstairs, washed herself briefly, then went downstairs to the kitchen and made a bowl of pickled mustard pork noodles and ate it.

Then I cleaned upstairs and downstairs again. I looked at the time and saw that it was only half past nine.

For the first time, she felt that time was so difficult, and for the first time she knew how painful and disappointing it was to wait for someone who would not come home, or for a door that would not open.

In order to prevent herself from becoming a resentful woman who clings to the empty house, Qi Xiaoya decided to go for a walk outside and then go to the hospital to see Tang Ya.

In another half month, Tang Ya will be out of the intensive care unit. By then, she will have too many things to tell her.

Qi Xiaoya still chose to take the bus to the hospital, firstly because she really has a lot of free time now, and secondly because the little pride that still remains deep in her heart will never allow her to squander it.

Xiao Chang's money.

The car drove on and off, and it was already half past ten when she arrived at the hospital. She sat outside the intensive care unit, quietly accompanying Tang Ya who was unconscious on the hospital bed* through the glass, and watched the skilled nursing staff.

He cleaned Tang Ya's body and didn't get up and leave the hospital until 12:30 noon.

The days that followed passed slowly and hard.

Xiao Chang seemed to have disappeared suddenly. She didn't come to the villa once for half a month.

Every time Qi Xiaoya wakes up from her dream in the morning, looking at the unfamiliar environment around her, and thinking of Xiao Chang again, she can't help but wonder whether there really is such a cold person in this world, but in fact she is so cold.

A gentle and kind man.

Several times, she wanted to go to the film and television city to find him in person, but when she walked to the door and remembered her identity, she finally backed away helplessly.

The fourth rule of a lover is to be able to withstand loneliness, to be able to keep the boudoir, and to have no right to interfere with the whereabouts of the benefactor.

In this way, she spent every day struggling with extravagant hopes and disappointments.

On this day, Qi Xiaoya had breakfast and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and thought of Xiao Chang again. As she was thinking about it, a terrible thought suddenly came into her mind.

He has been missing for so many days, could it be because something happened to him?

Like a car accident?

Like a plane crash?

Bah, bah, bah! The bad ones don’t work, but the good ones work!

She was startled by this idea of ​​hers, and immediately raised her hand and slapped her mouth hard several times, shaking her head desperately to squeeze the terrible thought out of her mind.

However, this terrible thought wormed its way into her heart like a poisonous snake, making her panic and uneasy. She could no longer stay in the room and wait quietly as before.

She ran upstairs quickly, changed her clothes neatly and neatly, then ran downstairs, opened the door and rushed outside.

She ran all the way out of the community, and happened to have a taxi parked at the entrance of the community. Before the guests could get out of the car, she bent down and got into the car, and anxiously said to the driver: "Thank you, Film and Television City!"

The driver frowned, "What's the rush? I have to wait for someone else to pay me the taxi fare first!"

Qi Xiaoya was shocked. Only then did she realize that there were still passengers in the car who could not get out in time. She blushed and apologized in a low voice. After the person paid the fare and got out of the car, she hurriedly urged the driver to drive away.

The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror, "Are you an actor?"

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