Domineering president's special love

Arrive at Song Yingqi's house. Song Yingqi is already waiting.

Seeing Chu Mo coming with Shi Qinghuan, song Yingqi was naturally surprised.

However, in the presence of Shi Qinghuan, he didn't ask much.

"Fourteen, Qinghuan... Sit inside."

Chu Mo and Shi Qinghuan sat down on the sofa. Song Yingqi asked, "tell me, suddenly so anxious... It's Qinghuan. What's the change?"

When Qinghuan clenched his hands, he was a little nervous.

Chu Mo saw it all, he said.

"Qinghuan recently had... Hallucinations."

"Hallucinations?"

Song Yingqi frowned as soon as he heard this, "be specific. Qinghuan, you should be more intuitive, more detailed and more accurate, OK? "

"... well."

Shi Qinghuan frowned and nodded.

"Recently, I often... Don't know under what circumstances, I will see some phantoms, things like niggers, just like those images in horror movies. It's not much different."

"Ghost shadow?"

Song Yingqi frowned. Of course, this is impossible. Therefore, it can only be the illusion of Shi Qinghuan.

Chu Mo asked, "is the condition getting worse?"

"This..."

Song Yingqi frowned and said something strange.

"Normally, she has been treated for some time. In terms of treatment... The situation is still good. It shouldn't be like this. Why is it getting worse while recovering? Tut, I don't understand. "

what?

Chu Mo Yilin said, "do you mean she shouldn't be in this situation?"

"... well."

Song Yingqi nodded, "indeed, according to past experience, it should not be. However, this kind of thing has no absolute. Now that the situation has happened, I will naturally find a way... "

He paused and asked again.

"Qinghuan, did you take the medicine you prescribed on time?"

"Yes, of course."

Shi Qinghuan nodded, "I remember very clearly, not once."

"Tut..."

Song Yingqi smacked, "that's really strange. What's the reason? In this way, you will come to me every two days to relax and hypnotize... First see the treatment effect, okay? "

"Well, good." Shi Qinghuan nodded.

Song Yingqi smiled, "don't forget, you little busy man."

"Don't worry."

Chu Mo frowned and said, "I'll send her here. I won't give her a chance to forget."

Uh

Song Yingqi looks at them and talks to them. It's just hard to ask. How are they together? What about Zhanbei?

During this time, news about Shi Qinghuan and Chu Mo has spread in Lidu. Song Yingqi naturally knows that. He also knows that Huo Zhanbei fell out with his family for Shi Qinghuan

Why now, Shi Qinghuan is ill, but Chu Mo is with him?

……

After leaving song Yingqi, Chu Mo drove Shi Qinghuan back.

He looked at her in the rearview mirror. "Back to Zhanbei's apartment?"

“……”

Shi Qinghuan leaned against the door and didn't speak, as if in a daze. After hearing this, he seemed to wake up suddenly and suddenly raised his head, "no... can't go back! It's too early! "

Chu Mo was stunned. "OK, don't go back... Where do you want to go?"

Where are you going? When Qinghuan sighed silently, his mind was blank. Yes, Li is so big. Where can she go? In fact, like Su ran, she has no relatives in this li

Thinking of Su ran, Qinghuan whispered subconsciously.

"I don't know. Is Ranran good now? Have you eaten yet?"

Chu Mo held the steering wheel tightly. "Did you eat at night?"

“……”

Shi Qinghuan was disappointed and shook his head.

By the way, she didn't eat. Her stomach is still empty.

Suddenly, the Chu Mo steering wheel turned and changed direction.

Shi Qinghuan was stunned, "where are you taking me?"

"Take you to eat." Chu Mo glanced at her. "You have red eyes, a trance and an empty stomach... When you go back, your grandparents see it. Do you want them to worry?"

When Qinghuan thinks about it, it makes sense.

However, she frowned and sighed, "I... Have no appetite."

"Eat some."

Chu Mo continued to drive, "I'll take you to a place. Maybe you can eat more."

……

The car stopped at the entrance of a quiet alley. It didn't look like a restaurant.

When he got out of the car, Chu Mo naturally held Shi Qinghuan's hand and said, "go."

Shi Qinghuan frowned and gently broke free.

Chu Mo was stunned, "Qinghuan?"

Shi Qinghuan lowered his eyes and didn't look at him. "You... Don't pull my hand. It's not good."

"...." Chu Mo nodded his head with resignation, "OK, it's not appropriate. I don't hold hands. You follow me. Don't lose yourself, you know?"

It's like coaxing Jingbao.

Shi Qinghuan couldn't help smiling, "I know."

Chu Mo went forward, took her inside and entered a shop... It was a noodle shop.

Pure ancient architecture, tables and chairs contain a sense of age. It gives people a feeling that... The noodles here are delicious.

"Mr. Chu, please come inside."

It turns out that Chu Mo also has a fixed private room here. People like him are so particular about eating bowls of noodles.

"Qinghuan, sit down."

After entering the private room, Chu Mo opened the chair for Shi Qinghuan. Shi Qinghuan sat down and looked around. He couldn't help asking, "is the noodles here delicious? Do you... Like noodles? "

Chu Mo paused and said as he poured her water.

"In the past, I only came occasionally. Recently, I think of the past... Often."

"Huh?"

Shi Qinghuan was surprised and remembered the past? What kind of past?

Chu Mo raised his eyes and looked at her, "do you remember? On our first date in Haicheng, we lined up to eat a bowl of noodles in the pedestrian street... "

“……”

Shi Qinghuan's heart jumped. She didn't think that what Chu Mo said about the past meant talking to her.

Chu Mo stared at her with burning eyes, "Qinghuan, do you know? I don't like pasta. At that time, the bowl of noodles I ate in Haicheng pedestrian street... Was the best bowl of noodles I had ever eaten. Later, I never ate that taste again. "

Chu Mo's taste is not just the taste of noodles

At that time, when they first met, Qinghuan fell into their feelings, ignorant and fearless.

Such a bowl of noodles will never have a second bowl in this life.

When Qinghuan listened quietly, her eyes were a little wet.

Chu Mo also blinked, "this noodle shop tastes good... Although it can't compare with that one, I hope you can eat more. All right? "

"... well."

When Qinghuan sobbed and nodded.

The door opened and the waiter carried the tray up.

In this case, the dense water vapor of noodles blurred Shi Qinghuan's sight

The past has never been forgotten... Always in her heart.

It's very clear.