you are a star

Liang Feicheng woke up when the nurse gave him an infusion.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was squinted by the light above his head, and when he turned his head, he saw the woman sitting on the sofa.

Maybe he didn't expect him to wake up at this time. The moment his eyes met, Qiao Nan didn't have time to look away, so he was so caught off guard that he crashed into Liang Feicheng's valley-like pupils.

Liang Feicheng couldn't tell what he was thinking at that moment.

It's just that the chest is warm, the temperature of the palms rises, and the mouth is dry.

He wanted to rush over and hold her in his arms.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was too hoarse: "You..."

Qiao Nan stood up, and said calmly and indifferently: "Since the third young master is awake, there should be no problem, I should go."

She turned around and walked towards the door stepping on her high heels.

"Stop!" Liang Feicheng yelled, staring at her back, trying to penetrate her thin back to see if her heart had turned into stone.

But instead of having any intention of stopping, the cruel woman quickened her pace.

He let out a breath and clenched his fingers.

The nurse exclaimed: "Third Young Master, don't move."

Liang Feicheng pressed his fingers hard, and the needles inserted into the blood vessels on the back of his hand were squeezed out, bleeding.

Hearing the nurse's exclamation, Qiao Nan glanced sideways, and his eyes fell on the bright red blood on the fair skin on the back of his hand.

His eyes moved slightly, and his footsteps stopped.

The nurse obviously sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The relationship between Liang Sanshao and this woman seemed unusual. Don't be a love-hate relationship between a wealthy family, right?
As soon as she thought about it, she quickly dealt with the back of Liang Feicheng's hand, packed her things and slipped out of the ward.

Before leaving, she struggled with whether to close the door, but in the end, she closed the door anyway.

Qiao Nan's words don't close the door stuck in his throat.

"You sent me here?" Liang Feicheng's hoarse voice behind him was extremely deep.

It was as if sandpaper had been wiped from the heart.

Qiao Nan exhaled, turned his back to him and said, "I just came with the car. After all, you have a special status. If anything happened to my empty city, I wouldn't even be able to compensate you."

Liang Feicheng gritted his teeth, took a breath, and laughed at himself, "Is this the only reason?"

Qiao Nan still turned his back to him, and smiled softly: "Otherwise, what other reasons are there? Isn't Third Young Master too self-indulgent?"

pretentious...

Liang Feicheng's slender eyelashes pressed down, and his dark brown eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which was bottomless.

Before he could speak, Qiao Nan said, "I hope the third young master will come to my empty city to drink next time after eating. Don't touch me with your broken stomach. If something really happens, I can't afford it."

With that said, she didn't intend to stay any longer, and pulled the doorknob.

In the ward, it seemed that Liang Feicheng had swearing. Even when a person like him was in the most angry state, she had never heard him swear.

Holding the doorknob in her hand, she pretended not to hear, opened the door and stepped out.

But suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the ground behind him, and the sound of hurried footsteps.

Before she could turn around, she was suddenly hugged around the waist!
"You don't need to pay." Liang Feicheng's heavy breathing lingered in her left ear, his voice was suppressed to the extreme, as if he wanted to squeeze out the crazily surging emotions in his heart!
"If I have an accident, you don't need to pay for it."

Qiao Nan froze, the cochlea in his left ear was hot, blood was rolling and rushing all over his body, and his mind went blank for a moment.

With two hands tightly wrapped around her waist, she held her breath and lowered her head to look at the back of his blood-covered hands, her brain throbbing, and her black pupils seemed to be stained with blood.

"Liang Feicheng, you are crazy!"

Liang Feicheng hugged her even tighter. She only wore a knitted skirt when she went out, and she could feel his strong heartbeat against his chest.

He embraced her, put his chin on her shoulder, and said heavily, "Don't go, okay?"

Qiao Nan's heart burned, but he raised his hand, pinched his fingers tightly, and opened his fingers one by one.

"Impossible." She answered decisively and firmly.

Liang Feicheng's fingers turned white from her pinching, Qiao Nan gritted his teeth, his fingers also turned white from pain, but he still wanted to grab his hand away.

At the last touch, as if her entire arm was about to break, she grabbed Liang Feicheng's hand away, struggled forward, and withdrew from his embrace.

He took two strides forward.

Liang Feicheng's panting voice came from behind, low and slow: "What can I do to keep you? Nannan, tell me."

Qiao Nan's heart seemed to be on fire. She blinked, and her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, casting a shadow.

Liang Feicheng couldn't stand still. He pressed one hand on his abdomen and the other tightly pressed against the door frame. His knuckles were turning white, and his fingertips almost made marks on the door frame.

The moment Qiao Nan turned around, the shadows in his eyes faded instantly, and the pulse of blood beat fast in his mind.

There was a ray of warm light in the fundus of the eyes like the sky suddenly appeared.

However, when Qiao Nan walked in front of him, he handed him something: "I accidentally fell out of your clothes, and I will return it to you."

Liang Feicheng's eyes held her tightly, but he didn't reach out to pick her up.

Qiao Nan stuffed the pocket watch into his trousers pocket, turned and left resolutely.

Liang Feicheng's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he let out a low sneer, leaned against the door, and took a long time to catch his breath.

Suddenly thought of something, he turned around and grabbed the coat on the sofa, the man who couldn't move an inch strode to the nurse's station, "Catch up with her, give her the clothes, right away."

The nurse was stunned for a moment, but under the uncompromising gaze of the man, she quickly took the clothes and ran towards the woman who was walking into the elevator.

When I ran to the elevator, I saw that the woman was only wearing a thin knitted skirt with her ankles exposed. It seemed that she was in a hurry to go out and forgot to take her coat.

"Miss, this is what Third Young Master asked me to give you." The nurse handed over the dark gray coat.

When Li Dongbai arrived, the nurse was tremblingly persuading Liang Feicheng to go back and lie down for an infusion.

Hearing the movement, Liang Feicheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, and finally his eyes fell on a piece of clothing he was holding in his hand.

Li Dongbai didn't know the details, and explained: "Your clothes fell in the elevator."

Liang Feicheng made it privately, with an "L" logo on it.

Liang Feicheng licked his dry lips, only to realize that his whole body was stiff.

Li Dongbai saw that the corners of his mouth seemed to tickle, but he seemed to have nothing, and then returned to the ward with a blank expression.

After the nurse left, there was only one elegant yellow lamp left in the ward.

Li Dongbai sat on the sofa and guarded to prevent him from suddenly going crazy and running out.

But it was obvious that he was overthinking, and Liang Feicheng didn't leave until the liquid in the infusion bottle dropped to half.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed, spreading out his palms, the pocket watch was held by him, the surface was stained with sweat.

"Wipe it for me." He reached out and handed it over.

The old lady Li Dongbai glanced at him very speechlessly, got up and walked over.

His expression was reluctant, but he took out two pieces of paper to wipe off the sweat on the pocket watch.

Liang Feicheng loves to be clean. After wiping the pocket watch with a paper towel, Li Dongbai wiped it again with the alcohol cotton on the tray of the bedside table.

He helped Liang Feicheng wipe his hands clean, and then put the pocket watch back into his hand.

"owe you!"

Li Dongbai turned around and sat back on the sofa, and continued to take out his mobile phone to browse Weibo to eat melons.

Liang Feicheng's face was still pale under the light. Holding the pocket watch, he pressed the button with his thumb, and the watch cover popped up.

Then his face turned paler than the previous second.

Because the photo on the inside of the cover is gone.