CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Dou Ge shook his head and didn't speak. He just closed the door for them and left the room.

"Brother Dou? Qiao Qiao?" Jian Haixi didn't get a response for a long time, and finally panicked.

There was obvious panic and fear on her always pretending calm face. As she stretched out her hand and grabbed it in the air, she wanted to help the bed down.

"Is anyone there? Who's there?" asked Jane Haixi.

Ning Jiwei looked at such a helpless and weak Jian Haixi, tears in his eyes.

"Haixi..."

"Who's there?" Jian Haixi got out of bed in a panic, but misjudged the position of the slippers, stepped empty, and the whole person fell forward.

"Ah!" cried Jane Haixi, then closed her eyes and blocked her head.

She thought she must see the injury again this time. Both Dou Ge and mikai told her that the wound could not be hurt by external forces.

Just when Jane Haixi thought she was going to fall miserably, suddenly two big hands firmly caught her and held her in her arms.

"Brother Dou... No, not brother Dou..." Jian Haixi subconsciously thought it was Dou Ge who caught her, but soon, the smell and embrace of the man in front of her told her that he was not Dou Ge.

The familiar feeling finally came. Jian Haixi opened her mouth and trembled slightly. She held out her hand in disbelief. She wanted to touch the cheek of the person in front of her, but she stopped halfway and didn't dare to touch it. For fear that she just thought more.

"You, you are..." Jian Haixi said hoarsely, shaking his lips and tears, but he didn't even dare to say the name.

How is that possible? How could he be here?

"Haixi..."

Ning Jiwei gently held Jian Haixi's hand and put it on her cheek to make her feel her reality.

"Haixi, it's me. I'm coming."

The familiar facial features and blade like outline were in the palm of her hand, and the hot tears slipped through the back of her hand, as if telling her that all this was true.

"Jiwei..." Jian Haixi cried out, stretched out his hand and hugged Ning Jiwei tightly around his neck and said, "it's really you, is it really you, Jiwei? You're here, you really came to me."

"It's me." Ning Jiwei hugged Jane Haixi, kissed her hair and eyebrows with pity, and told her that he was coming in this way that only belonged to their intimacy.

Jian Haixi buried himself in Ning Jiwei's arms, and his strength suddenly collapsed.

Different from the cry when calling Qiao Qinghe, she was wronged at that time, but she deliberately cried so loudly in order to make Qiao Qinghe lift his heart.

But now in Ning Jiwei's arms, she threw away all her armor, like a child who suffered all the grievances and finally returned to her parents' arms, crying so loudly, so wronged, so... It's sad.

Ning Jiwei hugged Jian Haixi tightly. He was crying, but his cry was silent. Only the tears soaked in Jian Haixi's clothes told her how sad and heartache he was.

In the room, lovers who haven't seen each other for a long time embrace and cry.

Outside the room, Dou Ge and Mo Jue, who had not gone far, both red eyes.

I don't know how long it took Jian Haixi to stop her tears, but she didn't want to withdraw from Ning Jiwei's arms. She just choked and asked, "Jiwei, why are you here?"

Ning Jiwei reached out and touched her cheek, kissed her on the lips, and then bent down to hold her and sat on the bed.

When Dou Ge is there, Jian Haixi is strong. When Qiao Qiao is there, Jian Haixi is patient.

But only when Ning Jiwei was there, Jian Haixi was delicate.

Ning Jiwei sat on the bed with Jian Haixi in his arms, then helped her cover the quilt, padded the pillow, and adjusted her posture.

In the whole process, Jian Haixi seemed to have no hands and feet, just stuck in his arms and let her play with it.

When Ning Jiwei held her in his arms and leaned on the bed, Jian Haixi rubbed on his chest and asked, "Jiwei, you haven't said why you came?"

Ning Jiwei held her in one hand, smelled the speech, raised her chin with the other hand, bowed his head, and his lips pressed tightly against her ears and said, "I'm looking for you."

The warm breath sprayed on her ears and made Jane Haixi tremble slightly. She smiled bitterly and shook her head and said, "I... can't hear, Jiwei."

Ning Jiwei's eyes were dark and didn't speak.

Jian Haixi seemed to know Ning Jiwei's mood at the moment, forced himself to hold a smile, stretched out his palm and said, "write it, you write it in my palm, I'll know."

Ning Jiwei took Jian Haixi's hand and closed all her fingers.

Writing in the palm of his hand is a way that people with hearing impairment can use. His Haixi is not. He should not use this way.

"Jiwei?"

Before Ning Jiwei could write, his fingers were closed, which made Jian Haixi confused.

Just when she wanted to ask, the whole person was suddenly turned over by Ning Jiwei.

"Ji Wei, you..." Jian Haixi blinked, and she couldn't figure out Ning Ji Wei's idea.

Ning Jiwei didn't say anything. He just buried his head next to Jian Haixi's neck and approached her ear in a more intimate way with almost no gap.

"Haixi, I love you. Do you hear me?"

Jian Haixi trembled and said with a smile, "Ji Wei, itch..."

She reached out to push Ning Jiwei, but Ning Jiwei fastened her hands and put them on the pillow.

In the same way, Ning Jiwei increased his voice and said, "Haixi, I love you."

"Haixi, I love you."

"I love you, Haixi, do you hear me?"

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Ning Jiwei held Jian Haixi in his arms and said again and again in her ear.

Jian Haixi smiled and dodged at the beginning, then felt bitter, and then held Ning Jiwei motionless.

Finally, Ning Jiwei didn't know how many times he said "I love you". When his voice was so loud that Dou Ge and others outside the door could hear clearly, Jian Haixi finally hugged him with tears.

"Haixi, can you hear me? I love you very much." Ning Jiwei said in a dumb voice.

Jane Haixi hugged his neck, cried and nodded: "I heard it, I heard Jiwei, I heard you say 'I love you', I heard it."

Jian Haixi's voice reached the outside through the door frame. Dou Ge and Mo Jue were stunned.

Together with mikai, Qiaoqiao and Qiao Zheng who came, they also stopped.

It was as if the auspicious weather struck a chord. These old men who would never show people in tears were all in tears now.

Listening to Jian Haixi's words, Ning Jiwei was stiff, then his face was happy, and the smile on the corners of his lips unconsciously enlarged.

He looked up at Jian Haixi, kissed her affectionately and said, "my Haixi, I love you, the same in this life."