you are a star

After Liang Feicheng woke up for the second time, he couldn't sleep at all.

The scar left by the gunshot wound on the left chest less than five millimeters away from the heart was excruciatingly painful whenever it rained, as if someone had drilled into his flesh with a small drill without sparing any effort.

The doctor may have a solution, but he has never mentioned it to anyone. To him, this kind of pain is considered alive.

The luminous electronic clock next to the bed showed that the time was [-]:[-] in the middle of the night.

It's still so long before dawn.

He turned sideways and took out the cigarette case and lighter from the bedside table.

The flames sprang up, vaguely depicting the outline of his face, but the fire light couldn't shine into those eyes, like a deep lake, bottomless.

The flame was extinguished, and only the scarlet on the cigarette butt was left in front of the bed.

The smoke that was exhaled slowly was so thick that it dissipated in the blink of an eye. I never knew that his room was so big and empty, and there was not even an extra sound.

The room was as warm as spring, he squeezed his icy palms, and listened to the sound of rain outside the window.

Qiao Nan slept very deeply this time, she hadn't slept so deeply for a long time, but it seemed like a dream all night.

The dream was full of strange things. For a while, when she was a child, she went to catch loaches with the neighbors. It rained heavily. Grandma came to pick her up and called her Nanbao from a distance while holding an umbrella.

Through the rain curtain, grandma's face was blurred.

It was a thunderstorm night five years ago, when she was pulled into Liang Feicheng's arms, without the gentle words and rain, he tore her to pieces like a ferocious beast.

Thunder and lightning flashed, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

The scenes in the dream alternated one after another, grabbing her soul forcefully and cruelly, and cutting her with a sharp blade, as if to destroy her from the inside out!
She opened her eyes suddenly, her pupils shrunk tightly, took a few breaths, and then heard the patter of rain.

No wonder the dream is full of rain scenes.

She hadn't had those dreams for a long time.

"Are you awake?" A clear man's voice beside the bed entered her left ear.

She froze for a moment, and turned her head to see Yu Wenzhou, who was wearing home clothes, with a lazy posture, holding a cup of sweet coffee.

"Why are you here?" She said, her throat was dry.

But the furnishings in Yu Guangli's room are antique, not her home.

Following Yu Wenzhou's raised eyebrows, the memory came back bit by bit.

The memory of the car stopped abruptly after she became sleepy, and she fell asleep.

She sat up with her hands propped up and looked around. Except for the furniture, there was nothing extra, and the color tone was very cold, very typical of a man's room.

You don't need to think about it, it's Yu Wenzhou's house, it should be the courtyard of their Yu family's old house.

Looking at the...men's pajamas on his body again, the veins on Qiao Nan's forehead twitched, and his face suddenly sank.

Yu Wenzhou leaned over, looked at her suddenly darkened face from a close distance, and curled his lips together: "I wanted to change it for you personally, but I was afraid that you would get angry and say that I was taking advantage of others, so I asked the maid at home to change it for you. It's not an old lady, she's about the same age as you, I only have men's pajamas in the cloakroom, so you can make do with it."

Qiao Nan didn't bother with this matter anymore, she took a deep breath, moved her body back a little, and opened the distance between her and Yu Wenzhou, "Why didn't you send me back?"

"It's just that I don't want to send you home. You were too deep in sleep, so I had no choice but to sneak in." Only Yu Wenzhou could speak so domineeringly, fresh and refined.

Qiao Nan pinned the drooping hair behind his ears, and said softly, "That's really aggrieved."

"So-so." Yu Wenzhou sat down, holding a hot water bottle in his hand.

Originally, she was planning to put the quilt in for her, but unexpectedly, she woke up when she came in.

"If you cover your stomach, it won't hurt so much." He handed her the hot water bottle.

Qiao Nan looked at Yu Wenzhou, but didn't take it. Her eyes were pure without any impurities, but it made people feel as if there was a layer of tulle covering her eyes.

"Do you want me to do it myself? Qiao Qiao, I covered you all night, my hands are a little sore." Yu Wenzhou had a bright smile in his eyes.

Qiao Nan's heart lake fluctuated.

No wonder she can sleep so deeply. Every time she suffers from abdominal pain, she always sleeps for a while and wakes up for a while. The reason why she was able to sleep peacefully last night was because Yu Wenzhou covered her lower abdomen with a hot water bottle.

She was a little stunned, and Yu Wenzhou directly stuffed the hot water bottle into her hand and said, "Should I ask someone to bring it in for breakfast or eat it in the restaurant?"

The hot water bottle rubbed against the skin of the palm of the hand and passed it to the heart, and then the heart beat, and the blood flowed through the limbs and bones, all warmed up, but the thinking and movements were still a bit slow.

She knew it was because she didn't take medicine last night.

After a few seconds of delay, she passed Yu Wenzhou's words through her mind.

It's okay to disturb someone's house, but it's too unreasonable to eat in the room.

"Go out and eat," she said.

"Okay." Yu Wenzhou got up and walked to the sofa, and brought a paper bag over, "Here are the clothes prepared for you."

"Thank you." Qiao Nan took it. After Yu Wenzhou went out, she put down the paper bag, went to the sofa and picked up her mobile phone. It was actually turned off. After pressing the button for a few seconds, the screen lit up again. There is 30.00% seven electricity.

She frowned, knowing without thinking that it was Yu Wenzhou who turned off the phone.

A message of missed calls popped up on the screen, and she dialed them directly.

"Jinse, I'm in Yu's old house, come and pick me up."

"I know, we're just outside."

Qiao Nan changed his clothes and went out, but Yu Wenzhou was not at the door, she vaguely heard his voice, and walked in that direction, but a man with the same peach blossom eyes as Yu Wenzhou walked towards him.

When the man saw Qiao Nan, he was stunned for a moment, and then a strange color flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting, and Qiao Nan, who was a little slow at this moment, didn't catch it.

"The housekeeper said that Wenzhou brought a woman back. I thought he was in love again, but I didn't expect it to be Miss Qiao."

The man was tall, with a warm white complexion. Although he also had peach blossom eyes and delicate features, he was not as beautiful as Yu Wenzhou, nor was he as glamorous as Yu Wenzhou. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose.

Sven and gentle appearance.

Qiao Nan felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it all at once.

The man pursed his lips and smiled like a spring breeze, "It seems that Miss Qiao has forgotten me. I am Yu Shaoting, Wen Zhou's cousin."

After he said that, Qiao Nan remembered this person, he had met twice before, and Yu Wenzhou seemed to trust him very much.

At the beginning, she had a car accident, and there was no danger. Yu Shaoting, entrusted by Yu Wenzhou, who was not in China, even rushed to the hospital to see her in person.

Another time, she was rescued from the mental hospital by Yu Wenzhou and met her in the opera house.

She smiled, and the corners of her lips slightly raised, but she was not too distant and would not make people feel frivolous, "So it's Mr. Yu."

Yu Shaoting shook his head, "It's not Mr. Yu anymore, Miss Qiao can call me by my name."

It was only then that Qiao Nan remembered that the real power of the Yu family was now in the hands of Yu Wenzhou, and Yu Shaoting was only the acting president back then.