Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

For a moment, she really wanted to ask him, wanted to ask him well.

Huo Xizhou, the reason why you have repeatedly apologized is because you delayed your return... or because you blocked Mu Xueyan's gun?

When you first woke up, you wanted to hide this matter from me. Obviously... You know very well that you cannot let me know about your rescue of Mu Xueyan.

You are so smart, you know everything, but you still did it... After doing it, apologizing again, what is the difference between hurting you twice?

Hearing Qiao Zheng's response, Huo Xizhou was quiet for a moment, then asked quietly: "Miss Qiao, are you... angry?"

As soon as he finished asking, he couldn't help but coughed twice.

His voice was hoarse, coupled with such a cough, Qiaozheng frowned in surprise, and subconsciously softened his tone: "Huo Xizhou, are you uncomfortable? If you don't feel well, take a good rest..."

She forgot for a moment that he was injured in the heart, and he had been sending messages before, but now he called suddenly... This made Qiao Zheng guess that he should have just been able to talk, so he called himself.

You can talk just now, so it shouldn't be too much talking.

It can be seen that these days, she has gradually reduced the frequency of replies. Most of the messages she replies are repetitive and don't make much sense.

He felt her perfunctory, and there was this phone call.

"It's a little uncomfortable... I have a cold and my throat hurts."

Huo Xizhou was breathing heavily, and his already hoarse voice turned into a thin hoarse voice.

In fact, the man's current situation is much more serious than what Qiao Zheng guessed... Every time he utters a word, it will involve a little wound in his heart, and a sense of pain will appear.

Now he is awake more and more time... Painkillers and other medicines, in order to recover sooner, he does not take them frequently.

Qiaozheng wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and persuaded him: "If your throat hurts, don't call, just type and chat..."

"Typing and chatting is not enough."

Facing her proposal, the man vetoed it, with a hint of helplessness: "Miss Qiao, you... have been too busy recently."

Hearing this, Qiao Zheng felt a little guilty and bitter, and didn't know what to say.

"Let's call. I'm just a little sick. It's okay."

But at the next moment, the man resisted the pain in his heart and acted lightly.

If it wasn't for Qiao Zheng, who knew about his injury early in the morning, he would really have been deceived by him: "If you don't pay attention to a minor illness, it will lead to a serious illness...Huo Xizhou, you are so big, and you are so self-willed?"

After a pause, Qiaozheng thought of something, and replied him in a low voice: "I'm not angry, don't think too much... talk less, heal more, you know?"

"Okay, listen to you."

Huo Xizhou smiled lightly, and instead of arguing with her, he raised another point: "Why don't you say something more, and I'll listen."

Suddenly, Qiaozheng gripped the phone tightly, feeling that the man was a little difficult to deal with: "I'm with Little Moon, she's asleep now, I'm worried about waking her up, and I have to get up early tomorrow... Besides, I haven't had a good rest recently , I tend to get sleepy at night."

Regarding her small complaints and what she revealed, the man backed down a step: "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Only then did Qiaozheng heave a sigh of relief, showing her reluctance: "When I'm done, I'll wait for you to come back and have a good chat, actually..."

Pretending to hesitate for a while, she continued: "Actually, I miss you a little bit. If it wasn't really inconvenient, I would like to talk to you more..."

"……Is it."

Unexpectedly, the man's tone was light and his breathing became steady.

"Yeah, it's the first time we've been apart for so long... I'm not used to chatting online, and I don't like to make phone calls. This will deepen my miss and make time difficult!"

After a few casual words, Qiao Zheng bit her lips and was about to hang up the phone: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed, good night...Huo Xizhou."

"Miss Qiao, don't hang up the phone."

Suddenly, Huo Xizhou spoke again, preventing her from hanging up.

Qiao Zheng was taken aback: "Aren't you going to hang up the phone?"

"Well, keep talking and go to sleep."

Huo Xizhou explained to her with a bit of persistence: "I'm not sleepy now, I can wait for you to fall asleep before ending the call."

"Is that so..."

This was the first time Qiaozheng encountered this situation, and she was not used to it, so she wanted to reject him.

"Cough cough..."

At this time, Huo Xizhou talked too much and felt uncomfortable again.

Not wanting the man's emotional ups and downs, and not wanting the man to be suspicious, Qiao Zheng quickly agreed: "Then... well, I'll go to bed first, and you go to bed early too."

"……OK, good night."

After the man said this, Qiao Zheng put down the phone, not feeling sleepy for a long time.

She didn't toss and turn, not wanting to wake her daughter up or the man to notice.

After some time, she fell asleep.

As soon as he fell asleep, he had a nightmare again.

"Horse Island..."

In a daze, Qiao Zheng cried and called out the man's name again.

"Miss Qiao, I'm here."

Unexpectedly, there was a gentle sound that fell on her ears.

Qiaozheng slowly opened her eyes after realizing it, and got used to the darkness for a while.

Then, she looked at her phone and found that it was five o'clock.

Then, she caught a glimpse of the call that hadn't been disconnected, and called shallowly: "...Huo Xizhou?"

As soon as he exited, there was a bit of crying.

"It's me, why are you crying?"

In an instant, he was captured by the man.

In the depths of winter, it was still dark at five o'clock in the morning.

Under the extreme silence, Qiao Zheng woke up from the nightmare that had troubled her for many days, and then watched him keep...

"Huo Xizhou, why are you still here!"

For some reason, Qiao Zheng suddenly had the urge to cry at the man.

"Well, I can't sleep, are you okay?"

Huo Xizhou lowered his voice, and it fell in her ears, with a hint of lingering taste.

For a moment, Qiao Zheng really wanted to go back to him.

Not good, Huo Xizhou, I'm not good at all!

She wanted to question him heartbreakingly, why did she block the gun for Mu Xueyan? Did she recover her memory? She and Mu Xueyan are in his heart... Which is more important now?

But in the end, Qiao Zheng just brushed her loose long hair, and slowly suppressed her strong emotions: "I'm fine, but I had a nightmare. I dreamed...you seem to be injured."

As soon as these words came out, Huo Xizhou was silent for a moment, and even Qiao Zheng was in a daze.

Soon, she came back to her senses, her face was a little pale under the darkness, she kept crying, and tried to act as if nothing had happened: "Huo Xizhou, look... I miss you very much, I really miss you, Even in my dreams, there is a you."

She didn't describe the content of the nightmare, but there was him in the dream, but there was also Mu Xueyan...

"Wait a little longer, in a few days...Miss Qiao, I will come back to you."

What responded to her was that the man's voice faded from its coldness, and was stained with warmth that belonged to her alone.

Qiaozheng thought, she was moved, she should be moved.

It's just that feelings are always pure and cannot tolerate any flaws.

If he returned to her side while thinking about Mu Xueyan, such a return... Let's forget it.

She admitted that she was a coward. After experiencing Huo Beiheng, she lost the courage to chase someone desperately.

Now it's fine... Even if he does come back, she can face it calmly.

"Huo Xizhou, on the day you come back, bring me a bouquet of roses."

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I'm sorry, my dears, Xiaolu found out after finishing writing, and we haven't met again, but fortunately, there is a rival show, good night o(╥﹏╥)o