CEO's Forced Love

After a three hour flight, the plane landed at the airport in Kunming, Yunnan Province.

It was more than four o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the hospital.

Ye Zhiqiu walked hard at the end. When she entered the ward and saw that there was only Han Jingqiu and a nurse, she was secretly relieved.

Han Jingqiu's left leg was fractured. She had two steel nails and was half suspended. She also had slight abrasions on her face. Her hair was messy, and her eyes were red and swollen. She looked thin and haggard. She was still wrapped with gauze around her left wrist. When she saw old Han and Yin Lian coming in, she couldn't help crying on the spot.

Ye Zhiqiu stood by the door, not too close to * and vaguely heard Yan Lian soothe her emotionally collapsed sister: "don't cry... Let people see jokes..."

"I'm so afraid of who jokes, who likes to laugh, who laughs, sobbing -"

Old Han sat with a calm face and didn't speak.

"I've already done this. What else do you want me to do? Do you really want to force me to die?" Han Jingqiu sobbed and described it as embarrassing: "you want me to come to Yunnan, and I'm here too, but he ignored me at all. He'd rather live in the army than go home. I've had enough. Why do you treat me like this?"

"When you went back to Fengcheng, didn't you say you had made everything clear with Zhong Xiao?" Yan Lian asked while wiping her tears.

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu didn't listen any more. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Qin Shisheng: "what are you doing?"

Qin Shisheng: "do the test paper, and you?"

Ye Zhiqiu: "watch a family ethics drama."

"Which channel?" Qin Shisheng quickly came back, in high spirits.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the text message and suddenly didn't want to reply. He put his mobile phone back in his trouser pocket and went into the bathroom with Han Jingqiu's sobs.

……

Sitting on the toilet cover, ye Zhiqiu got up and pressed the flush button when the intermittent crying disappeared completely.

She opened the door of the bathroom and walked out a few steps. Later, she found something strange in the ward.

Ye Zhiqiu looked up and saw the man standing at the end of the bed.

The dark green military pants lined his legs particularly slender, and his hands were copied in his trouser pocket. The sleeves of the military lining were pulled up by him, revealing a strong forearm. The two buttons on the top of the shirt were not buttoned. She saw his slightly sliding Adam's apple, and the afterglow of the sunset penetrated through the window, half hiding his tall and straight body in the shadow.

When did he come?

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him, the question flashed in his mind, and his limbs were stiff because of restlessness.

Huo Zhongxiao seemed to notice something and turned to look at it.

In his deep eyes, ye Zhiqiu's heartbeat suddenly disordered the rhythm. It was not joy, but tension. She wanted to run away. Her abrupt words and deeds once made her unable to face the man calmly. In particular, his eyes were flat, which set her in a panic.

She quietly turned her head and walked to old Han's side with her eyes, nose and mouth.

"Qiuqiu, your little aunt is hungry. Go to the restaurant and buy her a bowl of porridge." old Han suddenly looked up and said to her.

Knowing that they had something to say, ye Zhiqiu made a sound and walked out of the depressed ward. At the moment of closing the door, she held the door handle and breathed a long sigh of relief.

……

Ye Zhiqiu made a porridge, but she didn't go back immediately.

Sitting in the restaurant, she played with several plates of snake swallowing eggs. Until the battery jumped off, she stood up with her packing bag and went downstairs slowly.

Walking into the inpatient department, ye Zhiqiu saw the people waiting at the door of the elevator. After thinking about it, he turned to the next stairs.

Han Jingqiu lives on the seventh floor.

Ye Zhiqiu climbed the stairs very slowly. It took ten minutes to climb to the sixth floor, and then walked up quickly. After passing the slow walking platform between the sixth floor and the seventh floor, she smelled a smell of smoke, some choking, twisted her eyebrows and looked up. The next second, her heart hung up again.

Because behind the safe passage door on the seventh floor——

Huo Zhongxiao leaned against the wall to smoke. He was looking at the window on the door and puffing, with half a cigarette burning Mars in his hand.