Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1821 Duplicity (42)

Yu Xuewei glanced at the phone and said, "No, wasn't it your rest time yesterday?"

During the break, didn't he refuse all meetings?

The man holding the mobile phone's dark and calm eyes fell on the antipyretics on the bedside table.

Next to the pills, there is also a glass of water.

The water has been half drunk, and the temperature is already cold to the touch.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he tightened unconsciously.

Breathing seems to be messed up.

"No...not you?"

Yu Xuewei switched hands to hold the phone, "What is it me?"

"Last night... Let me think about it, Mr. Yun should have passed by last night, right? Did you see her?"

There was no sound from the phone, and he didn't speak or respond.

Excessively quiet.

Yu Xuewei glanced at the time.

"It's like this. Mr. Yun happened to live in Huating Garden last night, and I couldn't get in touch with you, so I asked her to visit you."

"I also told her the password of your gate, but it was already late at that time, and she might not have gone there either."

"What? Something is missing from the house—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

There was a busy tone of "beep beep——", mechanical and cold.

"..." Yu Xuewei put down her phone and looked at it, puzzled.

"What's the matter, this is..."

Unable to understand, she shook her head.

Turn around and go back to work.

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In the room, Jiang Wen almost stumbled and ran out.

Not even shoes.

Holding on to the wall, his body froze suddenly.

Steady, looking down from upstairs.

Looking at the figure lying curled up on the sofa in the living room downstairs, his fingertips were trembling, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a moment.

It was almost uncontrollable.

He was barefoot, standing there, as if he couldn't feel the coldness of the ground, motionless, just staring at it.

His dark eyes seemed to be filled with emotions.

Fingers curled up, slightly clenched into fists.

Silence, deathly silence.

In the empty house, all sounds seemed to disappear, and time also stood still.

And the person curled up there seemed to be imaginary, it made people tremble, and they didn't dare to approach at all.

I'm afraid that it will disappear as soon as I touch it.

The man with a pale face stood there for a long time like a statue.

Raise your hand and go downstairs slowly.

Step by step, even a little staggering.

As if afraid of disturbing the slender and quiet person, not a single sound came out.

It's so quiet that people can't even notice it.

Until you reach out and touch it.

The sofa in the living room is big and soft.

She was probably tired, curled up there, and fell asleep peacefully.

The air conditioner in the house was on and still blowing.

She was not covered with a quilt, and her hands and feet were icy cold.

The beautiful side face is fair and delicate, with soft contours, and the lips are also the color of flowers.

Very red and it looks soft too.

The whole person is so bright that it seems to have stepped out of a painting.

Jiang Wen looked at her steadily and remained silent.

Just gently, pick up the remote control of the air conditioner on the side, and turn off the air conditioner.

There was a "di--", the sound was particularly loud in the quiet and empty house.

His movements froze, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

The beautiful person curled up there was awakened almost instantly.

He opened his eyes, moved them, and rubbed them.

Sit up slowly, and then, saw him.

She was visibly taken aback.

"you're awake?"

He put his hands behind his back and didn't look at her.

Lowering his eyes, he was cold and indifferent.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)