Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

Standing still, he looked up at the sun in the sky. The light was dazzling and hot on his body.

"Miss, miss, what's the matter with you?" In my ears was the exclamation of a stranger. I didn't know when I had fallen to the ground. There were a lot of people around me. Someone was asking me, but no one came forward to help me up from the ground.

I shook my head and my eyes were blurred.

Suddenly, a figure appeared around me. I couldn't see what he looked like. He picked me up and leaned against his arms, put his broad palm on my forehead and touched it.

"Brother Cheng..." I shouted, and the man didn't respond.

Then I was picked up by someone, and the tip of my nose was a light smell, which seemed like nothing, not the faint smell of tobacco on Huo Yancheng.

This man is not Huo Yancheng

When I woke up again, it was still the familiar smell of disinfectant. The top of my head was a white ceiling. I was dizzy and had no strength at all.

"Water." The throat is dry and seems to catch fire at any time.

A hoarse voice is not like what people say.

A thing came from my mouth, and then the cold liquid slowly flowed into my mouth. I swallowed instinctively, and my throat felt much better soon.

"Any more?" It was the voice of a strange man. His voice was soft and completely different from that of Huoyan city.

"Yes." I answered.

The body was put down and picked up after a while.

After I drank the water he poured again, I felt much better.

Turning his head, a gentle man came into view. The corners of his mouth rose slightly with a smile, and his eyes were mild with worry.

"Do you feel much better?" He looked at me in a daze and asked.

I nodded, "much better. Did you take me to the hospital? Thank you. "

Strangers care, and close people often hurt me the most.

"It's nothing. It's just a small effort. The temperature is too high recently, which can easily lead to heatstroke. Don't walk in the sun when you go out in the future. It's lucky to meet me this time. Maybe you won't have such good luck next time." The man charged.

I nodded and thanked again.

"Take another break and leave when your strength is fully recovered." The man pulled the quilt for me, moved carefully, and his side face was so engraved.

I closed my eyes and went to sleep soon.

After waking up, the sun outside has fallen to the west, the afterglow of the sun is crimson, and the red glow on the horizon is like a burning flame, so warm.

To my surprise, the man was still there. He took a financial magazine in his hand and read it seriously.

Perhaps after reading one page, his slender fingers turned over another.

Yu Guang saw me wake up. He put down his book and walked to the bedside, "wake up? Feel much better? "

I nodded and wanted to sit up, but my hand couldn't support me.

The man seemed to be able to read my mind. He saw through my thoughts at once. He reached out and lifted me up. Then he put the pillow upright and let me lean against it. The action was gentle and gentle.

"I really want to thank you today. I don't know what would happen without you." I feel very embarrassed. Such a strange man has been taking care of me by the bed after I suffered from heatstroke. I don't know how to express my gratitude.

Men are well dressed. They are famous brands from shirts to ties, from bags to leather shoes. He doesn't look like a person who is short of money.

If I give him money to show my gratitude, it seems to be an insult to him.