CEO, Hold On A Moment

She hugged hard.

Leaning forward, her face buried in his neck socket.

Tang BeiYao didn't move. He let her hold him like this. Soon, he could feel the light wet feeling coming from his neck She was crying. It was her silent tears that stained her skin.

The quieter, the more desperate.

"Jomo?" Tang BeiYao patted her on the back.

She didn't let go.

Tang BeiYao sighed. He could only take people out of the car again and open the back door. Then he swept over his still timid subordinates: "you drive!"

"Ah, yes!" The latter was forced to run to the driver's seat.

Tang BeiYao just let the people down, at the same time, he bowed and sat in the back seat.

He put her on his knee.

The person in her arms is thin and weak. She lies on his shoulder and says nothing, but her body trembles slightly Tang BeiYao is waiting for her to recover! He also hoped that she would recover.

Because before that, he couldn't say anything.

Liang Yin

He did, after all.

…………

The car drove away from the school.

It's the evening rush hour outside. After leaving the school, the car enters the congested road. The speed is very slow, the window is full of the special noise of the road Noise and disorder.

It's in sharp contrast to the sinking in the car.

Joe has tried to recover.

But she can't!

She endured a whole afternoon, and finally came to Tang BeiYao. She found a way to rely on her, but she couldn't find a way to relieve her heartache. Now, in this narrow and limited carriage, in this congested and slow road condition -

she feels that

It's like there's no end.

The trembling of her body was gradually aggravating. She was not cold, but her heart was filled with chills and panic. The first silent tears, I do not know when to stop? She found that she couldn't cry when she wanted to cry most.

"Tang BeiYao..." Jomo spoke with difficulty, with a thick nasal voice in his hoarse voice. She buried it around his neck and asked, "can you Stun me? "

"What?" Tang BeiYao was stunned.

"Because..." She choked and bit her lower lip until she tasted the bloody smell between her teeth. "It seems that I can't hold on any longer..." Her spirit, really can't hold up.

Tang BeiYao didn't move.

His hand still stopped at her waist, still holding her tightly, his chin against her long hair, Jun face not much expression: "your body is not good."

He couldn't have knocked her out.

Her gunshot wound was only half recovered, and she was still weak on the whole.

How can you knock out again casually?

But -

as soon as his voice dropped, he found something wrong with her.

She's too hard!

Not only with his strength, but also with her own strength He could feel the tension all over her! Her body, in this way, exhausts all her mental energy.

Tang BeiYao's face changed slightly.

No way!

If it goes on like this, she

"Jomo!" Tang BeiYao drank low. At a certain moment, he suddenly pulled her away.

Then, he saw the blood color on her lips, and he saw a touch of scarlet on the chest of her white shirt, slowly penetrating and expanding Because too tight, and less gauze wrapped, she just scabby wound and split.

"I can't make it..." Her voice, fragmented.

Tang BeiYao's eyes were dim.

Qiao Mu clenched her fist and felt that her airway began to cramp. When she almost thought she was going to suffocate and die A pain in her back neck made her face black and she fell down

"Call the doctor." Tang BeiYao caught her body and did not look down. He looked straight ahead and gave a light order.

Low cool voice, can not hear what emotion.

"Yes The driver answered and went to make a phone call while driving.

He just happened to look back in the rearview mirror and accidentally collided with Tang BeiYao's eyes He quickly took his eyes back, pretending to be calm and sweating silently behind him.

How terrible!

…………

Tang house.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that you can't be stimulated any more." The doctor came quickly, took care of the wound, tied the gauze again, and then went outside to report to Tang BeiYao, "it's better to have a rest for a period of time, so as not to leave any sequelae."

"Well, I know." Tang BeiYao's answer was absent-minded.

He knew how to heal her.

It's just

I didn't expect that she knew about Liang Yin so soon!

"Tang Shao?" The doctor packed up his things, and before he left, he couldn't help proposing, "why don't you take her out for a walk? Some things, go out for a walk will be in a good mood.... "As a doctor's experience: all the stimulation and hard to think of, as long as go out for a walk, relax, certainly can be a lot better.

Tang BeiYao laughed at himself and didn't reply.

He stretched out his hand, motioned to the maid to see off the guests, then turned around and turned back to the bedroom

…………

Joe just woke up.

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling silently. After a long time, she supported herself and sat up slowly from the bed. In her mind, she suddenly had an idea: it turned out that being knocked out was really useful.

The shock in the brain disappeared.

She accepted the fact that Liang Yin died Just grief, suffering, still hovering in the heart.

"Awake?" Tang BeiYao opened the door and saw that she was about to get up. He quickly came over and helped her sit down You don't have to push any more. "

His voice is full of words.

"Oh, good." Jomo nodded, she suddenly calmed down, calm no more waves.

"Go downstairs for dinner." Tang BeiYao beside light voice, "or I let the servant send up?"

"I'll go down."

As he spoke, Jomo lifted the quilt and got up.

Tang BeiYao is helping.

No one mentioned it first. They were all calm and chatting about this kind of irrelevant topic. On the surface, it's the same as usual, but the atmosphere But people feel suffocated to the extreme.

She's so perverse!

Abnormal to Tang BeiYao did not dare to react easily.

"Miss Jo? Tang Shao When the maid saw them both coming down the stairs, she was surprised and asked, "I want to Would you like to have dinner? "

She wasn't even prepared!

Before, they said they would not come back for dinner, but later they made a scene like that The maid thought no one would eat tonight!

"Get ready." Tang BeiYao frowned.

"No more." But Jomo interrupted, with a light voice, "go and do something else. I want to cook noodles by myself. Tang BeiYao, can you have noodles, too? "

“…… Good

He nodded and followed her to the kitchen.

"This..." The maid stood beside with a look of astonishment, watching Jomo slowly move into the kitchen, his face full of worry. She wanted to follow, but Tang BeiYao waved her hand and motioned to step down.

Everyone stepped down.

So big a Tang house, immediately quiet down. Kitchen, dining room, living room All the space, just the two of them.

…………

Tang BeiYao has been waiting for her to explode.

However, it did not.

She really filled a bowl of water, quietly boiling noodles.

The water is boiling.

Tang BeiYao's heart is slightly tight, thinking about what she wants to do with boiled water? If she pours directly He thought about it and didn't want to hide. He frowned and stood quietly behind, as if waiting for her trial.

"When my mother just died, my father cooked noodles for me every day. He said eating noodles would bring me good luck." She opened the pot, and the dense steam rose to cover the expression on her face.

Jomo said faintly, took noodles from the side and put them into the boiling water: "in fact, he can't cook At that time, our family had not invited an aunt. "

No aunt Liang, no Liang Yin

Qiao Mu covered the pot and his thoughts drifted away. It seems that everything stays in that year, but all of a sudden, things are different. Is it going back to the starting point, maybe nothing will happen?

Tang BeiYao's eyebrows are slightly raised.

He didn't bother, just didn't know what she was trying to say?

He had to wait.

"All right." The noodles were soon cooked. Joe Musheng served two bowls of them and slowly put them into the dining room

Tang BeiYao was stunned for a moment.

He didn't feel that it was food on the table It's not her cooking! But under such circumstances, she could still calmly cook a bowl of noodles for him

It's abnormal, it's incredible!

"Is Liang Yin's funeral finished?" Jomo had already sat down. He picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks, but he didn't put it into his mouth. Like an ordinary chat, he asked him in a very smooth tone, "do you know Where is Liang Yin buried? "

"I don't know." He didn't really pay attention.

"Does anyone know? Can you tell me? " Still calm tone, pleading expression, as if the classroom said "I will not, can you tell me" as usual.

"What do you want to do?" Tang BeiYao blurted out, but at the same time, he sighed dejectedly, and changed his mouth -

"I'll call someone in." His subordinates should know about the aftercare work on the spot, and they will soon be able to send people over.

Tang BeiYao picked up the mobile phone, skillfully pressed a number, turned on the hands-free, and when the other party picked it up, he ordered to the opposite side: "come here for a while!" In the microphone, the other party answered, closed the line, and rushed here immediately."Thank you." Seeing him put away his cell phone, Qiao Mu pursed his lips and tried to pull a smile at him, but he didn't.

The noodle on her chopsticks stayed in the air for a long time before she stuffed it into her mouth and ate it very slowly.

Tang BeiYao didn't move his chopsticks.

He had been watching her, and his eyes were still on her. Just at the moment when his eyes were opposite, he saw the clear sadness, sadness and pain in her eyes

However, there is no hate.

She looked at him without a trace of hatred.

This surprised him, puzzled him, and made him pause for two seconds. Finally, he could not help asking her --

"Jomo, don't you blame me?"