At this time, the cobwebs had completely covered the entire floor-to-ceiling glass. The rustling sound was silent for two seconds, and then there was a "bang" sound, the entire glass exploded, and the fragments scattered all over the floor.
The cold wind carried big raindrops through the breach and slapped Xiao Shiqin hard on the face. The fire that was burning fiercely in his heart seemed to be doused all at once.
He leaned back on the sofa chair and looked at the ceiling out of focus. After a while, he snorted and slowly closed his eyes.
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In the next few days, Mucheng did not see Xiao Shiqin.
She originally thought he wasn't in the villa, but it wasn't until her aunt asked anxiously if the two of them had quarreled that she knew Xiao Shiqin was ill.
"Miss, please go and persuade me, sir, how can you get better if you don't eat?" Auntie looked worried.
Mucheng's eyes flashed, but she did not move. After a while, she said coldly, "You are sick, you should go find a doctor."
The aunt looked at her unmoved look, sighed, turned around and went back into the house.
As she walked, she was still whispering that the breakfast she brought in in the morning was still the same when she took it in, without touching a bite.
Mucheng listened to her aunt's murmur and raised her head to look at the blue sky.
The weather is very good today, with big clouds like a handful of cotton candy, which makes people feel happy unconsciously.
She looked back at the villa, but she didn't see her aunt. Mucheng guessed that she might be in the kitchen or cleaning.
Xiao Shiqin stayed in his room and never came out.
The whole villa was quiet.
Mucheng took her feet down from her skirt, stuffed them into her slippers, stood up and walked out.
At first, she walked, slowly, slowly, then the pace became faster and faster, and finally turned into running.
But before she reached the gate, two tall men rushed out from nowhere and blocked her way.
"Miss Mu, please come back."
Mucheng looked reluctantly at the door that was so close, gritted her teeth, turned around and walked back.
When I walked to the door, I saw my aunt running out of the house with a anxious face. The moment I saw her, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't say anything, he looked at Mucheng with obvious blame in his eyes.
Mucheng walked into the villa, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
The aunt was studying the medicine prescribed by the doctor.
There was a lot scattered on the table.
Mucheng kept switching platforms. She would often switch to the next channel before a sentence on the TV was finished.
Eighty percent of the people inside were in Hong Kong dialect. She used to find it very interesting, but now she just feels irritated.
However, the aunt came over at this time and asked her: "Miss, can you help me see if it says 3 or 1?"
Mucheng turned her head and glanced, "Three tablets at a time."
Perhaps hearing the impatience in her words, the aunt yelled, walked back to the table, and muttered, "It's been so many days, but the fever hasn't gone away at all."
"Do you want me to call the doctor again?"
Mucheng didn't want to respond, and her aunt thought she didn't hear, so she asked again.
"I'm tired."
She threw the remote control on the sofa, said this, got up and walked up the stairs.
Mucheng's and Xiao Shiqin's rooms are both on the second floor, but they are like two extremes, one is in the east and the other is in the west, separated by a whole corridor.
She walked towards her room, and when she turned the doorknob, she glanced sideways at the opposite side. Light came in from the window at the end, cutting the space into two distinct parts, light and dark.
Xiao Shiqin's room, on the other hand, was on the dark side, quiet and without any movement.
The hand holding the doorknob unconsciously exerted force.
At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps. It was my aunt who was going upstairs.
Mucheng's eyes narrowed, she suddenly came back to her senses, turned the handle and entered the house.
She leaned behind the door. There was a lot of movement outside.
Qing, she didn't hear it very clearly.
It felt like auntie had knocked on the door at the end. After waiting for a long time, footsteps sounded again.
As evening approached, a car drove into the yard with the sound of engines.
Two people got out of it.
Mucheng recognized one as a doctor and the other as Qin Yue.
Mucheng sat on the sofa in front of the window, listening to the footsteps all the way to the end of the corridor.
After an unknown amount of time, a knock on the door brought her back to her thoughts.
Mucheng said: "I don't want to eat it."
"It's me." It was Qin Yue's voice that answered her, "Miss Mu."
Mucheng was stunned for a moment, then stood up and went to open the door.
There were no lights on in the room, and the lights in the corridor refracted into the door frame as the door opened, reflecting her thin and frail figure.
Mucheng blocked the door and had no intention of letting Qin Yue in. She said, "Is something wrong?"
Qin Yue looked over her shoulder and glanced indoors.
The furnishings inside are very simple.
Speaking of which, this was originally Qin Yue's house. He had left it unoccupied since he bought it, and the decoration was left to his assistant.
Later, after giving it to Xiao Shiqin, she didn't even care about it.
The only thing that stood out was probably the row of white pill bottles on the bedside table.
Qin Yue turned her attention back to Mucheng and said, "Xiao Shiqin asked me to take you away, let's go."
Mucheng's eyes widened slightly, as if she didn't expect her to say that at all. She was stunned for a while and didn't move for a long time.
Seeing this, Qin Yue curled her red lips, leaned against the door frame, folded her arms, and said in a casual manner, "Why, you can leave now but you don't want to leave?"
Mucheng was shocked, her eyes trembled, and she paused for a while before turning back to the room.
Qin Yue watched her take out the suitcase and put the clothes in it one by one.
After a long time, Mucheng walked out holding the lever. When she passed through the door, Qin Yue took out a bank card and stopped it in front of her, "Xiao Shiqin asked me to hand this over to you, to ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
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Mucheng lowered her eyes and looked at Naka. Her long eyelashes covered her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.
Qin Yue's lips curled up, but she didn't make a sound to urge her.
After a moment, she raised her eyebrows and took her hand back, "Then I will keep it for Miss Mu for a while." After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the stairs.
At this time, Mucheng asked: "How is he?"
Hearing this, Qin Yue turned sideways and said in a mocking tone, "It's nothing serious. It's just severe allergies and a bad cold. The doctor said that as long as you are willing to take medicine, you won't die."
Mucheng remembered what her aunt had said, and her hand holding the lever unconsciously tightened.
Qin Yue leaned on the handrail, scanning her face and catching her fleeting hesitation.
She was convinced, but said: "Miss Mu, aren't you leaving?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground from the end of the corridor. Then, the door over there was opened and the doctor rushed out.
"Ms. Qin, Mr. Xiao is unconscious and must be sent to the hospital immediately!"