I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian's voice was as firm and unquestionable as a nail in an iron plate.

Yun Zhuran raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Qingtian, don't be so nice to me. I'm the one who's sorry."

"I never blamed you. That's not your fault either. The hateful one was that man. I checked, but I couldn't. If I find out who that person is, I really can't guarantee that he will live till tomorrow."

I never thought that Mu Qingtian, who had always been gentle and kind, would say such a cruel thing.

"Qingtian, don't be like this. It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Her voice grew smaller and smaller.

She really didn't want to talk about it at all.

Mu Qingtian didn't say anything, and Yun Zhuran wanted to leave, but as soon as she took a step, Mu Qingtian suddenly called and rushed over and hugged her.

"Dyeing, I wish I could call you that. Just like before."

"Qingtian, don't do this."

Yun Zhuran pushed him, but he didn't. After all, Mu Qingtian was a man, and a man had more power.

Mu Qingtian whispered, "Dyeing, I really want to hold you like this forever. But I know I can't. So, Dyeing, can I help you? I will do my best to help you."

"Qingtian, you have a lot of things to do right now, and you're in a lot of trouble. You help me... I..."

I'll help you. I'll help you no matter what."

"Qingtian. I'm sorry."

Yun Zhuran was very touched. She knew that Mu Qingtian was a good person. However, even if you are a good person, this is not your responsibility.

Mu Qingtian's hands still held Yun Zhuran like a cage. In fact, in Yun Zhuran's heart, there was no such thing as these two arms.

"Qingtian, let me go. It's not good to show that you and I have a family. We..."

"Actually, Dyeing, I've been telling you. I..."

Mu Qingtian wanted to say that Long Yue and I weren't really married. I'm not with her either. But when it came to words, he still gave up.

Even if you and Long Yue don't have a real marriage. What about yun zhuran and Bai Yishen?

Mu Qingtian did not know the real relationship between them. It was wishful thinking that Yun Zhuran was now Bai Yishen's wife.

In the end, the hands were released.

Mu Qingtian had no reason to catch Yun Zhuran.

Perhaps, if he was tougher, Yun Zhuran could leave Bai Yishen and come to his side.

But if he did. Then it's not Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian smiled. The smile was full of embarrassment and bitterness.

"I'm sorry, zhu ran. I just - I just lost my composure."

His face turned away, slightly raised and tilted upwards 45 degrees. That's because doing so will prevent tears from flowing out.

Yun Zhuran took a step back, raised his hand, and fixed his hair. It was a little messy.

"Nothing. I, I also lost my composure."

With that, Yun Zhuran left in a hurry.

Mu Qingtian looked at his back and sighed.

"Dyeing, what are you going to do in the future?"

Suddenly, a cough came from the side. Mu Qingtian looked away and saw his secretary, Ai Nan.

Ai Nan walked over and whispered, "President, it's time to go. We have a meeting this afternoon."

The voice was a little strange, as if a little jealous.

Mu Qingtian wasn't a fool either, so he knew what Ai Nan was thinking.

He hurriedly explained, "I just... Just..."

"I saw it just now." Ai Nan shrugged.

"Yes. See... Then see. I..."

"I have no intention of blaming the president. I just wanted to say. After all, she's someone's wife now." Ai Nan said this implicitly.

Even though he was reserved, Mu Qingtian's face turned red and he looked very embarrassed.

"I know. Of course I know he's someone else's wife. It's not mine."

"And, president, you have a wife."

"I-yes, I have a wife."

Mu Qingtian waved his hand, meaning to leave quickly, not to talk about this.

Yun Zhuran stood at the hospital entrance for a long time. She ran out in one breath. She stood there, silent and motionless, like a statue. The wind blew and her hair moved gently. A few taxis came over and greeted her, but Yun Zhuran ignored them.

The taxi drove away.

Yun Zhuran still didn't wake up and stood there.

Suddenly, a car heard Yun Zhuran's side. This time it wasn't a taxi. The door opened and Bai Yishen jumped off.

The Wind Is Strange gave them this car. Bai Yishen had driven this car the last time he was here.

"Zhu ran, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Yishen put his hands on her shoulders and shook her body.

Yun Zhuran looked up as if he didn't know Bai Yishen.

"Who are you?" Her voice was very light, very faint, floating in the air.

Bai Yishen was a little scared, "Zhu ran, it's me, I'm Yishen, I'm Yishen!"

"You're Yishen, you're Yishen..." Yun Zhuran remembered. She threw herself on Bai Yishen's shoulder and sobbed. "Yishen, Yishen, why, why?! Why did Early really get that disease!"

Bai Yishen held Yun Zhuran in his arms, and Yun Zhuran's tears flowed freely, allowing them to wet his shoulders.

On the way, Mu Qingtian's lexus drove right past them. Neither of them noticed this.

Mu Qingtian deliberately slowed down the car. He even rolled down the glass.

Watching the two of them hugging each other.

His heart was filled with mixed feelings and he could not say how uncomfortable it was.

Ai Nan looked at him, his jealousy growing. Although she also knew that she and Mu Qingtian probably had no hope, she still told herself that as long as she could stay with Mu Qingtian.

No matter how slow Mu Qingtian was, he would drive slowly.

Mu Qingtian sighed, stepped on the accelerator and started driving.

But he didn't pay attention to the front. I don't know why. With a thud, they were tailing.

Ai Nan lunged forward and hit his head.

"Ouch!" Ai Nan screamed and covered his head.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingtian asked.

"Nothing." Ai Nan touched his forehead, which was burning with pain.

At the same time, a few people got out of the car in front of them, ran over, knocked on the window, and asked Mu Qingtian why he was behind the car.

Mu Qingtian was really one head and two big. He was in a hurry, but he didn't expect things to get more and more chaotic.

He got out of the car and was about to explain when someone called out.

"Oh, isn't this Muzongcai?"

Mu Qingtian looked up and saw that the person standing in front of him was reporter Zhao, who had dealt with him a lot.

"Reporter Zhao, what a coincidence. Our fate is not shallow."

Reporter Zhao laughed and said to the people around him, "Stop arguing. This is Mu Boss. Mu Boss has been in a bad mood recently. Everything went wrong. It's hard to avoid thinking badly while driving. Okay, let's not pursue it. Put it on my tab."

You can tell at a glance. Reporter Zhao was the leader of the group. After hearing this, the few of them did not speak and separated.

Mu Qingtian said, "Thank you, reporter Zhao. I came to thank you another day."

"Thank you at the door. I'll come to your door another day. Do you still live there? I'll give you an interview and you answer a few questions."