CEO, Hold On A Moment

Jomo turns on his cell phone.

Previously, she ordered a travel package on Bai Shiqi's mobile phone. Now, she logs in to the app directly, checks the package details, confirms the time and place, and then pays online.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two messages in a row.

One is to confirm that her package reservation is successful, and the system will reply automatically; the other is the real-time ticket issuing reminder, and the system will send the flight number and departure time.

Less than five minutes later, another call came in.

"How do you do, Miss Jomo! May I ask if you have just made a reservation... " The other party claimed to be the confirmation personnel of the travel agency and spoke very politely. After confirming her identity, she explained her intention What you have just ordered is a one-way ticket, isn't it a mistake? "

"No, I'll take one way." Jomo is sure.

She either won't go, or she'll never come back after she's gone.

"Ah..." The other side seems very surprised, as if on the other side of the phone, while checking the details of the package, "then you don't need us to book a hotel, and you don't need to buy return tickets and scenic spot tickets?"

Then why report to the group?

Isn't it free and cheap to buy a ticket directly?

"Well." Jomo calmly answered, before the other side was curious to ask more, he took the lead to end the call, "that's it, thank you."

She didn't have to explain too much to strangers: after all, it was too abrupt for her to buy a plane ticket to leave alone

Once anyone doubts, she will not be able to leave.

…………

Time goes by.

The night was silent.

The night here is very different from Tang house. In the late night of Tang's house, it's all dark outside. If the weather is fine, she can stand at the window and look up at the stars all over the sky. In the hospital, there are always lights outside, and the sky is reflected with a light red

One is natural silence, which makes people feel at ease; the other is cold and dead, which makes people feel cool.

Jomo looked down.

She simply withdrew her eyes, turned off the light in the room, and lay down on the bed. In a dark environment, the only light is her mobile phone screen. What she looked over and over was the ticket information.

Seven days to go.

But when she woke up, it was only six days.

It's like a countdown to death. Just a few numbers linger in her mind, which makes her breathless Jomo kept thinking about this, maintaining a constant posture until he fell asleep.

She had no dreams.

But she couldn't sleep very well. All night, she had a light sleep.

Her brain switches between lucidity and confusion, she wants to leave simply, and she wants to leave something This kind of contradictory feeling, tortures the human nearly to be mad! Then, she wants to take another look at her cell phone to confirm when she left.

However, when she tried to touch the mobile phone -

Jomo closed her eyes and slid her palms on the quilt to find the location of the mobile phone. In her impression, she just fell asleep with her mobile phone. Even if she fell asleep, she should be at hand

But no!

Her palm fumbled for several times, but the quilt was smooth and even didn't touch the edges and corners of a mobile phone.

"Well?" Joe Mu opened his eyes in doubt. With the dim yellow wall lamp, he found the location of the mobile phone at a glance. It was placed on the bedside table. As soon as she looked up, she could see it clearly.

Strange!

She clearly remembered that she was sleeping with her mobile phone.

“……” Jomo pulled his hair wordlessly, supported the mattress with his elbow, and got up slightly to pick up his mobile phone. But at the moment when her finger touched the mobile phone, she suddenly caught a tall figure in the corner of her eye, standing in the dark, looking at her direction.

"Ah

Joe exclaimed without thinking.

She sat up abruptly from the bed. Her previous sleepiness was gone now.

"Awake?" That wipe static figure, immediately had movement, spread familiar extremely sound. While talking, Tang BeiYao turned on the ceiling light of the room It's me

The light is soft.

The darkness in the room is dispelled, and the surrounding environment and characters are instantly clear.

Qiao Mu noticed that Tang BeiYao was standing there just now, but he didn't look at her, he looked away, like he was in a daze in the dark I don't know how long his posture lasted?

But that's not the point!

The point is -

now, he's here.

She had thought that he would not see her these two days.

"You..." Joe Mu looked up, and there was joy in her voice. She tried to restrain herself and asked carefully, "are you coming?"

As soon as she spoke, she found that her voice was very hoarse. I don't know because of sleep? Or is it because of the excitement at the moment?"Well." Tang BeiYao answered faintly and came over to help her pour water naturally. He even took it for granted to try the water temperature before handing her the cup.

Only when he handed the cup did he freeze.

"Thank you." Jomo didn't wait for him to stop, so he took the cup and took several mouthfuls Cough She needs water to moisten her throat, and she doesn't want to waste the water he poured.

Tang BeiYao was stunned for a moment and stopped in silence.

He deliberately ignored her reaction, quietly moved his eyes, light continued: "I come to change dressing, by the way to see you." His voice faltered. "Just here. Right away. "

Jomo looked over his shoulder: he was still wearing a loose, light coloured sweater, and she couldn't see his injury.

"How's the wound?" Her eyes moved away and rested on Tang BeiYao's face.

"Nothing." His answer is just a understatement. However, when her eyes looked past, he moved his eyes away from her. He just raised his hand, "give me the glass when you're finished."

"Good." Jomo handed in the cup obediently.

As he put down his glass, Jomo looked at the time on the wall: four in the morning.

When is he coming to change the dressing?

"I'm going." Without waiting for her to think about it, Tang BeiYao opened his mouth and turned outward.

"Wait!" Qiao Mu didn't even think about it and called him, "Tang BeiYao!" How can she let him go like this?

Tang BeiYao stopped.

However, he didn't turn back, just turned his head, his voice was cold, and his attitude was firm: "Jomo, I don't want to talk to you about anything!"

"Don't talk about I don't talk about anything. " Jomo shook his head subconsciously,

although she didn't know what he was talking about?

She didn't ask so much, she just wanted him to stay -

"I..." Jomo licked her lips. The light from the corner of her eyes just came to a pile of fruit on the side, so the conversation turned, "do you want to eat an apple? Shall I cut an apple for you? "