CEO, Hold On A Moment

“…… How are you

Qiao Mu finished, waiting for Tang BeiYao's response.

Although, she also felt: at four in the morning, invite him to stay to eat apples Such an excuse is absurd and abrupt! He could easily refuse such an idiot's offer.

But -

"good." Tang BeiYao nodded and agreed.

…………

In the ward.

It's still four o'clock in the morning, the time when the world sleeps. It's very quiet around. There are no watchmen or people walking around It seems that there are only two of them left in the VIP floor.

The light is soft.

As a result, the surrounding atmosphere seems to soften down.

"I'll cut the apple!" Jomo volunteered to sit on the bed and get the plastic bag on the bedside table. The apple inside was taken by Bai Shiqi. It has been cleaned, and the cutting tool is at the bottom.

Take apples, cut apples She doesn't have to get out of bed to do the whole thing.

And Tang BeiYao came back, casually pulled a chair and sat down beside her bed.

"In the evening, Bai Shiqi and Pianpian came and brought me a lot of food, and they also brought apples..." Don't want to let the atmosphere have any silence and embarrassment, Jomo has been looking for a topic, even if it's whispering to himself, "it's all big apples..."

It's really big!

The apple in her hand is almost the size of her two fists after clenching. She can't handle it with one hand.

The knife scratched on it several times, but only cut a piece of skin.

"Forget it." Tang BeiYao finally couldn't see it. When she was almost sweating, he said faintly, "I'll come?" As he spoke, he reached for the apple and the knife.

"Eh?"

Joe was stunned.

She could feel his touch, and the Fingerbone was warm and cool, and she could leave at a touch. Before she could react, all the things in her hand had been transferred to him.

"Ha ha..." Jomo could only smile awkwardly and took the basket to facilitate his movement. "It's too big, it's really inconvenient. However, I heard that this kind of apple is delicious... "

Then, she can only look at.

His big palm, easily clasped the apple, slender fingers, fixed the position of the fruit. Then, with a knife in his right hand, he skillfully turned the apple over and cut off a long coherent peel

Tang BeiYao's action is very fast.

He did all this in silence, and operated with precision and agility. Even if he was doing such a trivial thing, Joe felt that good-looking! It's really powerful and good-looking.

"White seventeen?" When he was cutting off the peel, he suddenly asked.

"Well." Jomo nodded.

"There's an orchard in gustine's house. It should be in that orchard." Tang BeiYao pursed his lips, and then added a light sentence. He is more familiar with this than she is.

"Does his family still grow apples?" Jomo was surprised. "I've never heard of him..."

"It's not in city a, it's a manor somewhere else." Tang BeiYao continued to explain that when he spoke, he didn't have a spare hand. Instead, he cut the apple into pieces and handed one to her as usual.

Joe Mu took it after a moment's hesitation.

It suddenly occurred to her that she had just left him to cut apples for him, but now it has become She sat on the bed and watched him cut the apple into pieces and put it on a small plate

"You eat, too!" Jomo was a little upset.

She reached out and naturally used the piece of Apple she had never eaten to try to feed him.

Tang BeiYao didn't accept it.

He avoided it quietly, his whole body turned to one side completely, and seemed to concentrate on the fruit. Just inexplicably, after her action, his attitude seemed to soften down -

"the manor is in a southern city, not far away." He looked up and said, "do you want to go?"

Joe was stunned.

The moment she looked at each other, she felt guilty and subconsciously chose to avoid it.

Do you want to?

Of course she does!

However, she was afraid that she had no time.

"I..." Joe mu can only smile far fetched, like unintentional response, "later have a chance to say."

"Well." Tang BeiYao gave a low reply, and the whole person turned around again.

He was silent again.

This time, Jomo was also silent. She was in a low mood and had no energy to look for the next topic. She just wants to stay a little longer, or let time stay in this moment, until eternity

She did not dare to think: such a warm, there is no future? Do they have a future?

"Click!"Joe nibbled at the apple absently.

Crisp sweet, but it seems to have a astringent, sour to the bottom of the heart, people even want to cry.

"Sweet?" Tang BeiYao asked just at this time.

"Sweet Well

Jomo wanted to answer, but when he opened his mouth, he felt that his voice couldn't stop choking. She couldn't help flustered and quickly covered her mouth, but her tears still couldn't stop falling down.

She didn't want to.

But at this moment, she didn't hold back.

When she saw Tang BeiYao's figure shocked, he heard her voice, so he put down what he was holding and turned to look over She couldn't dodge at all. She was completely in his eyes when she lost control and shed tears.

"I'm fine! I just Jomo shook his head and wiped the tears from his face.

She wanted to make herself laugh and pretend to be relaxed and happy, but she couldn't.

She watched Tang BeiYao get up and approach her

"I'll be fine!" Jomo emphasized again, waving away his approach.

She was afraid that he would hold her.

Because in that case, she will fade all her strength and put all her fragility in front of him She was afraid that in the end, she would hold him and cry, transferring all the pressure and despair to him.

…… She can't do that!

"Take it." Tang BeiYao didn't move as she expected, and he didn't have a word of comfort. He just took out a tissue and handed it over, "wipe it."

When he had finished handing out the tissue, he went to one side and stood far away at the window.

Even though he did not say a word, and separated from such a distance, but Joe mu can obviously feel the oppression from him. She is very sad, her mood is out of control; he seems more sad than she, but his mood

It's very deep, very good.

"Sorry..." Joe Murphy can not find an excuse for tears, can only apologize for his out of control.

Tang BeiYao didn't ask.

He didn't respond to her apology.

"Don't cry." It was a long time before he began to speak hoarsely. He stood clearly in the light, but it seemed that the whole person was shrouded in the shadow, and his whole body was covered with an indescribable gloom, "you can say what you want to say..."

He shrugged down his shoulders dispiritedly, as if all his strength had been taken away.

His voice is very light, almost powerless -

"you like him, don't you?"