you are my white moonlight

Shao Tingchen almost raised his hand, but his intention was definitely not violence, but Jian Youqing closed her eyes and was ready to dodge.

The heart was frozen while bleeding.

He has always been authoritarian and domineering, and the outside world has even rumored that he is unkind and cruel, but anyone who disobeys or offends him will pay the price in blood and tears.

Without a slap, Jian Youqing opened her eyes, her face was rather ugly.

"So you always thought so." Shao Tingchen smiled mockingly with red lips.

"..." The uneasiness in Jian Youqing's heart became more and more intense, and she didn't know whether to speak.

"You think my purpose is to catch you back?" Shao Tingchen frowned, thinking it was funny, and narrowed his eyes to look at her, "You seem to have misunderstood my work and affairs, I don't have so much time to play games with you .”

"..." Jian Youqing's curled and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't know where to look.

"Explain these two words, which are always the palest. I didn't realize until now." Shao Tingchen's eyes fell on the top of her hair.

Jian Youqing clenched her fists tightly. She intended to change the subject, but the matter seemed to be out of line, and why was her heart stuffy and difficult to breathe.

After a long time, Jane Youqing bit her lower lip, "I..."

"It's very cold up there, let's talk about what's going on, your wound should not be added to other diseases."

Jian Youqing was stunned, and stared blankly at Shao Tingchen who came down and stood on the same step as her, bent down and put one hand on her leg, and hugged her by the waist.

Jian Youqing was in a daze, Shao Tingchen was expressionless, as if nothing had happened, he carried her down the stairs.

He was still holding her in the elevator.

Jian Youqing wanted him to put herself down, but before she could speak, "There was a two-hour criticism meeting in the company, and my throat is not very comfortable now."

"..."

Obviously when he yelled at her just now, it was still loud.

There must be something wrong.

Jian Youqing guessed that nine times out of ten it was because of what she said just now, she was silent all the way, and returned to the ward Shao Tingchen concentrated on his work.

The feeling of being left out in the cold and lonely is not good. Jian Youqing thought about many topics to talk to him, and finally only one sentence came out, "Can you peel an apple for me?"

In the past, Shao Tingchen would jokingly ask her for favors, but now he was just mechanically looking for knives, and Jian Youqing saw blood oozing from his fingertips.

Jian Youqing hurriedly got out of bed and looked for the medicine box in the drawer. She grabbed Shao Tingchen's hand, and he backed away sullenly.

She covered it up in time, but Jian Youqing still saw that the flesh and blood turned outwards.

"Shao Tingchen..."

"I'm going down to the doctor."

He turned and left, blood dripped all over the floor, Jian Youqing followed closely behind, he stopped halfway to answer a phone call.

"Now?"

"What! Absolutely impossible, hold him back, I'll come here now."

Shao Tingchen's face was dark and terrifying, and he walked quickly into the elevator. Zhao Quan ran from the other end of the corridor, glanced at Jian Youqing with complicated eyes, and caught a glimpse of Shao Tingchen's tragic wound.

Handing him a tissue, Shao Tingchen didn't seem to have any intention of dealing with it, Jian Youqing trotted forward in shock, "Shao Tingchen, your hand..."

When the elevator door closed, she saw Shao Tingchen look away.

Jian Youqing was more like comforting herself. He was able to walk back from the gate of hell after being shot twice and lost a lot of blood. This little flesh injury is nothing.

Shao Tingchen has been gone for a long time.

The night is full, and the stars hang high.

Jian Youqing was lying on the hospital bed, covering her head with her hands and turning over and over, those annoying red shadows shouting in front of her.

She saw blood, and the blood filled the ward, and Jian Youqing kept shrinking back at the head of the bed, bang, the door was pushed open, and Ke Yu ran in panting.

"No...it's not good, the young master had a car accident..."