[69 Book Bar - www.] Last night was really tough. After resting for an afternoon, Lan Yifeng felt that he had regained his strength. There was still some pain between his legs, but it was no longer as serious as in the morning.

She put on the pink and blue dress that Huo Qingcang had someone prepare for her, took a taxi back to the community, parked the car outside the community, and walked along the road.

After a while, the sound of a car came from behind. She didn't pay attention at first. It wasn't until the car suddenly stopped beside her that she turned her head.

The car door opened wide, and Zhao Jiyan called to her: "Miss Lan, please get in the car and take care of Qing Cang, he has a headache."

Lan Yifeng looked at the back seat with the car door open, and saw Huo Qingcang half lying on the back seat, holding his head with both hands, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Miss Lan, get in the car quickly."

After Zhao Jiyan gave an order, she quickly opened the rear door and got into the car.

She didn't want to care about him, but she was still full of worry, and she couldn't help but shoot out of her dark eyes, and even she didn't notice it.

"Why does he have a headache again?" Lan Yifeng asked nervously, hadn't Huo Qingcang not been sick for a while?

"I'm not very sure either." Zhao Jiyan regretted a little. His patient Tao Shanshan asked him to help find Huo Qingcang. He originally called Huo Qingcang and asked him to come over and check on Tao Shanshan. He initially refused, but then he refused. It wasn't until Tao Shanshan said something to him alone on the phone that he actually came.

After that, I don't know what happened, but when Huo Qingcang walked out of Tao Shanshan's ward, it was already like this.

If it had been like this, he would never have let Huo Qingcang see Tao Shanshan.

"Why don't you send him to the hospital..." Lan Yifeng stared at Huo Qingcang, and his face began to turn blue.

"it's useless."

The car drove to Lan Yifeng's villa. Zhao Jiyan supported the semi-conscious man and was about to walk to Lan's house. Lan Yifeng immediately stopped him, pointed to the villa opposite and said, "His home is over there."

Zhao Jiyan looked at the house number of Lan Yifeng's house and said, "Yes, Qingcang said he wanted to go home, and the address he reported was here."

Lan Yifeng was stunned for a moment. At this time, Huo Qingcang didn't know whether Huo Qingcang suddenly felt severe pain. He roared and started struggling wildly, looking like he was about to go crazy.

"Hurry and help him in." Lan Yifeng immediately opened the door and directed Zhao Jiyan to help Huo Qingcang into the guest room upstairs.

Zhao Jiyan asked him to lie down on the bed, and gave him a sedative to prevent him from going crazy when he really couldn't stand it. Seeing that the medicine had taken effect, the man frowned and fell into a deep sleep, and then he secretly Breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he still has some worries. Qingcang's headache attack this time is very different from usual. In the past, he would hit people and throw things in pain, but this time he could hold back. Even if he fell into a semi-conscious state, he Not crazy either.

Zhao Jiyan suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at Lan Yifeng, who was wiping Huo Qingcang's sweat: "Excuse me, are there any guest rooms? I have to stay here today to guard him."

"Yes!" Lan Yifeng nodded, and he and Aunt Liu tidied up the guest room next door, leaving it for him to stay.

When the children came back from school, she told them to be careful when going upstairs and downstairs. The three children knew that their future father was ill and was resting in the room upstairs. They became very cautious even when they went upstairs, for fear of making any noise that would wake her up.

In the first half of the night, Lan Yifeng accompanied Zhao Jiyan to look after Huo Qingcang for a while. Until almost midnight, Zhao Jiyan asked her to go back to the room. She lay down on the bed with her tired body, and fell asleep soon after.

middle.

Although she was tired, she might have something on her mind, so she couldn't sleep well. She didn't know how long it took, but the big bed next to her suddenly sank, and she woke up suddenly.

"Who..." As soon as she asked, she paused, and a familiar smell of tobacco wafted into her breath.

When she and Huo Qingcang met again, he loved to smoke, but later, he smoked less and less. Recently, he would hold his mobile phone in his hand to play with it, but he couldn't smoke anymore.

But even so, she still remembered how he smelled like tobacco.

"Qing Cang?" In the darkness, she stretched out her hand and touched his face, feeling wet. There was still sweat on his forehead.

"You..." Just as she was about to turn on the light and touch his hand, he grabbed it firmly and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

"Don't turn on the light." The man's voice was hoarse, and he hugged her and lay on the bed together, "Come to sleep with me."

"How...how are you?" Although his voice sounded calm, she was still a little worried.

"never mind."

She was pulled into his arms, and the thin quilt covered the two of them. After a long while, he made no other move to overstep his position.

In such a dark and calm night, being held in his arms so intimately, a sense of security that she had never felt before gradually emerged. She opened her eyes wide, trying to see his expression clearly, but the night was too dark, what could she do?

Can't see it either.

"Yifeng..." Huo Qingcang gently called her name. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that there was a touch of nostalgia in his voice when he called her name.

Her soft little hands touched his big palm along his arm and held it.

The next moment, he turned his back, flipped his palms, and clasped her hands together, the kind of interlocking fingers that only existed between close lovers.

"Yifeng...Yifeng..." He murmured her name twice more, and then the sound of heavy breathing was left.

She didn't know if he was asleep, for fear of disturbing him, so she didn't dare to speak or move, and waited quietly. After a long time, no one around her made any movement. She guessed that he was asleep, and then she

I closed my eyes again and fell into sleep.

This is a rare night without dreams.

At dawn, there was a noise outside. Only then did Lan Yifeng wake up and touch his back——

He didn't touch anything, but the place he walked through was still warm.

She sat up and realized that Huo Qingcang was standing not far away, holding a music box in his hand.

That was the music box that she insisted on leaving behind when they came back from the cemetery. It was the music box that originally belonged to her.

Huo Qingcang heard the noise and looked up at her. Seeing her sitting awake on the bed, he wound up the music box and opened the lid.
Chapter completed!