Light Snow to Beginning of Spring GL

He Xueyan stayed in a five-star hotel.

Song Li held his things and watched her sign in the lobby: "Why bother, you can't stay at home, who will take care of you when you live here?"

He Xueyan coughed and said, "Please forgive me. I don't live here and no one cares about my life. If I die in the room, at least the waiter will know to call the police. If I die at home, my mother doesn't know what to do. "

"What you said is all angry." Song Li persuaded her, and He Xueyan got the card and took everything in Song Li's hand: "Thank you, I will call the editor-in-chief by myself later. Please, your teacher's manuscript is on my desk, and you can follow the procedures later on."

Song Li was stunned, and He Xueyan urged again: "Go back, I have nothing to worry about."

Song Li hesitated and said for a long time: "No, I will open a room, live next to you to accompany you..."

"What are you doing?" He Xueyan coughed, then looked at Song Li's eyes and thought of that level, pulled him aside and said, "Let me tell you the truth, I think you are a good person, they said You hate, say you are stubborn, say you are absolutely bad, and I don’t have it here, I have never looked down on you like others, and think you are a weirdo. I think you are very upright and a good person. "

"Xueyan..." Song Li, a big man, was about to shed tears when he told her.

He Xueyan was neither sad nor happy, just matter-of-fact: "I appreciate your good side, but that doesn't mean I will like you. Relationship is the most important thing to me, and I won't do it because of how talented, rich, or moral you are. , I just like people, that’s not the reason. Even if a person treats me well and takes care of all three generations of my ancestors, if I don’t like him, it’s useless, and it will cause me a mental burden. do you understand?"

Song Li's face was extremely ugly, he thought about the meaning of his words, and said tremblingly: "I know I'm not good enough for you...Xue Yan, I'm just..." After thinking about it, he lowered his head and said: "I know, you won't like it I."

He Xueyan had a stuffy and runny nose, and felt that this man could be stupid, but it was not the same as whether he deserved it or not.Forget it, let him think what he wants, He Xueyan is not in the mood to take care of other people's feelings anymore.Since she was hurt, she has given up her innocence and concealment when she was a girl, and she can directly hurt another innocent person without giving any sympathy.

"Of course, we are friends. If I need help, I will call you." He Xueyan gave what she could, then left him and turned away.

The sky was gloomy, and He Xueyan fell ill on the hotel bed, hung up on needles all night, and the inflammation of her lungs was still tormenting her nerves. A cold is really a fatal thing.It's neither serious nor serious, if you get it, you can't die, but if you can't die, it's very uncomfortable.

He Xueyan nestled in the white sheet and quilt cover and fell asleep uncomfortable.

Sleeping in the hotel until night, opening the curtains is night again.The lights in the city are bright, the night sky is heavy like a stained canvas, and the air pollution is so serious that there are no stars left.

He Xueyan took a bath, took medicine, remembered that she was hungry, ordered another dinner, and fell asleep again after eating.

For two consecutive days, except for seeing a doctor and getting injections, He Xueyan almost slept in the hotel room.

On the morning of the third day, when I went to get an injection, I bumped into Song Li at the door of the hotel.

"I'll take you to the hospital." The man was still attentive.

When He Xueyan climbed into the car, Song Li tentatively asked, "How are you these days?"

"Okay, what's wrong. It's great." He Xueyan told the truth, she was worried about her parents at first, but she ran away from home for three days, and her mother didn't call her, and her sister didn't bother her either.

Song Li relaxed and drove the driveway: "The name of the teacher's manuscript has been decided, it is the one you said, Liang Wenyi agreed, so don't worry about it."

"That's fine." He Xueyan finally got a smoother time among a lot of messy things, which was equivalent to a relatively satisfactory end to her two months of labor.

"Isn't it good..." Song Li answered, smiled and said: "The editor-in-chief praised us for our vision, and the quality of the book is very high. He said that he can read two drafts recently, one is ours, and the other It’s Yan Fei’s, you asked me to change it, and Yan Fei will go back to that. The editor-in-chief said that the focus at the end of this year may be this.”

"Is Yan Fei working normally?" He Xueyan's voice was uncomfortable.

"It's on, what's the matter?" Song Li asked while asking, "Didn't she just quarrel with me? It's no big deal. Don't worry, I'm a big man so I don't care about her. She won't let me change it. I'm free, and I don't like to read those romantic and popular novels, I still like to be more orthodox."

"Who is the manuscript for now?" He Xueyan asked.

Song Li drove the car into the gate of the hospital, and after getting out of the car, he explained to He Xueyan: "The editor-in-chief also admired you for finding Wang Xudong, and said that you are getting more and more frustrated. As soon as he is happy, he will still write this manuscript. Leave it to you, I said at the meeting that you were sick and in poor health, and he said that he would wait for you to go back."

"Didn't I not let you mention my illness in person!" He Xueyan grasped one of the key points, and was about to die of anger at this matter.

Song Li scratched the back of his head, looking skinny like a monkey, grinning in embarrassment: "Xueyan, I forgot about it."

He Xueyan was full of anger, but fortunately she was too lazy to argue with him, so she went to the hospital ward to hang the needle for the last day.

The nurse gave her an injection and lay on the bed. He Xueyan was so sad that she could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. She must go back to the editor-in-chief for this matter. No matter what the manuscript is, she can't be that cheap, Bai Linyu is so bad Once she came back, she still had to run back and forth for her, she wasn't crazy.

Song Li saw that her face was cloudy and uncertain, and he couldn't coax her well, so he could only sit beside her with a sad face.

He Xueyan hung up on the needle for three days, but he recovered a bit, but still coughed.

Song Li brought the hot water cup to her mouth, getting close, and Song Li choked He Xueyan with nervous trembling hands.

The water flowed from the chin to the neck and splashed half the body.

Coughing to death, He Xueyan looked at the acquaintances at the door when he was neither human nor ghost.

Yan Fei is wearing a plaid woolen coat with a beige inner layer, and the jeans are very slim, making her legs thin and straight. Her body proportions are based on the length of the magazine cover model. God carved her carefully. After a while, it was too good for her.

Carrying a bag and carrying a plastic bag of fruit in his hand.

"How about being hospitalized for the past two days?" Yan Fei stared at the patients in the ward, neither smiling nor crying, just like saying hello after seeing them while shopping at the vegetable market.

He Xueyan just coughed, saving all the pleasantries.

Song Li was caught in the middle, but he was surprised by Yan Fei: "I didn't tell you that she was hospitalized here, how could you find her?"

"I'm Monkey King, I'm supernatural, can't I?" Yan Fei has been very rude to Song Li, directly lifted him from the chair next to him, rushed to the side and said: "If you don't get up and give up your seat, ladies first, do you understand? "

Song Li couldn't compete with her, no big man would be angry with a beautiful girl, Yan Fei's face was beautiful, no matter how out of line she was, everyone in the work unit gave her a little bit.She also enjoys this blessing from God with peace of mind.

Pulling open the plastic bag, Yan Fei took a banana and peeled it, and handed it to He Xueyan: "Oranges get angry, do you want to eat bananas?"

He Xueyan shook her head: "Eat it yourself." You'll be full if you don't eat.

Forget about eating, Yan Fei glanced at her, and started to chew by herself: "I heard from Song Li that you slept in the office that night, with a book on your pillow and no quilt. If you don't catch a cold, you will be in a bad mood because of your busy schedule. , you can’t use your own body for surgery.”

He Xueyan wanted to say that this has nothing to do with you, don't make a fuss, so she gave Song Li a hard look, Song Li shrank back and said, "She forced me to say it, I really didn't mean it..."

"Come on, he talks about everyone, and the whole unit now knows that Mr. Song was the hero who saved the beauty, and didn't let Mr. Xu's daughter die of illness in the office." Yan Fei puffed her cheeks, looked at He Xueyan and said, "That day The male editor who didn't work overtime was so angry that he said that he shouldn't have put this good thing on Mr. Song's head, and they all beat their chests and stamped their feet, wishing to drag you back to get sick again."

"Yan Fei, why are you talking so much nonsense?" He Xueyan couldn't help but groan.

Yan Fei showed a smiling face while eating, and turned her head to see Song Li who was blushing but couldn't hide the pride she said: "You hugged and hugged Teacher He, and you even put her in the golden house behind everyone's back." She has been hiding for a few days. Liang Wenyi has already taken the lead, and is going to deal with you later, and it will be too late for you to cry. You will suffer, and you will be dishonest."

Song Li's face turned pale when he said that, He Xueyan couldn't listen anymore, and scolded: "Nonsense, what are you doing here?"

After Yan Fei finished eating the banana, she held the banana peel, frowned sharply, and twitched the corners of her mouth a few times: "I'm here to see you." Turning around, she stared at Song Li for a few more times, thinking he was in the way, and said, "I'm with you." Teacher He has something to say, can you go out first?"

Song Li opened his eyes wide and looked at He Xueyan.

He Xueyan nodded, motioning for him to go out first.

"I'll go downstairs and buy lunch for you." As soon as the big man left, the room fell silent.He Xueyan lay ill on the bed with a needle in one hand, while Yan Fei sat opposite her biting her lower lip.

"Why did you do this to yourself? It was fine." Yan Fei's eyes suddenly softened, as if they were covered with water vapor.

He Xueyan didn't speak, she didn't know what to say, she felt like she was going to speak, but the lines were wrong.

"You are doing it for your family..." Yan Fei was also very uncomfortable to open her mouth, she could only pretend that she was thick-skinned: "It's because of my business..."

"At home." He Xueyan spoke clearly this time, with a straight face: "It has nothing to do with your business, it's your business, whether it's good or bad has nothing to do with me."

Yan Fei took a deep breath, held it in his chest, and then exhaled slowly. Tears were about to fall, but they retreated a little bit, with an embarrassed smile on his face, he said, "I just say I'm being self-indulgent." Paused He laughed at himself in a low voice, and babbled: "It's all because I'm gay, so everyone looks gay. Although you're never married, there are plenty of men chasing you. There are hundreds if not thousands of good-qualified men. You just pick flowers." It’s just that I haven’t picked the right one yet. But I’m still wondering if I’m lucky, why is Mr. He treating me so well? Could it be that I’m beautiful..."

He Xueyan didn't die of illness but was about to die of anger, took a pillow and threw it in her face: "Yan Fei, you are shameless enough, you just think about me like this when you have nothing to do?"

Yan Fei hit the pillow, her hairstyle was messed up, and while pulling her hair with her hands, she said, "I have already told you about my sexual orientation. If you tell me about it, I will have to resign. The power of life and death rests with you." In my hand, to tell you more frankly is to be sincere to you, how can you call me shameless." After a pause, he said: "Is it true that I am beautiful and everyone loves me?"

The reason is all on this damn girl's face, she regards being beautiful as an infallible truth.He Xueyan was shameless in the face of this kind of death, heartless and heartless, and was about to vent his lungs.

Yan Fei pulled the pillow up and put it on her back, sat on the side of her bed, and said in a slow voice: "I never thought of telling you about my affairs." After a pause, his eyes flashed sadly and said: "It's disgraceful to talk about being taken care of by a woman. She's married and has children, so I'm a third party involved... If you look down on me, you should."

"You all know that they are married and have children, so it's not right for you to follow, why do you still meddle?" He Xue said angrily.

Yan Fei sighed and said, "I took money from others at the age of 18, and I have won the fruit of kindness for thousands of years. I can't add trouble to others when they are in trouble."

"Are you in a debt repayment relationship, or a girlfriend relationship? Why are you talking about the debt owed to Huang Shiren by the white-haired girl's father?" He Xueyan calmed down a little, but Yan Fei said that she still has a good heart .

Yan Fei cheered and said, "You think I'm happy to be a third party, and I'm happy to bring up a child for my girlfriend. Isn't that what I'm involved in?" He paused and said, "I decided to I paid her back all the money I earned, and it was completely broken. A few months ago, Sister Yu said that she didn't want to break up and wanted a divorce, so I formally reunited with her."

"How much do you like her..." He Xueyan was full of bitterness.

Yan Fei scratched her nose, looked at He Xueyan and suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Mr. He... Are you jealous? How do you say it so sour?"

He Xueyan caught a cold and had a sore throat, so she spit directly at Yan Fei's stinky face and gave her a slap in the face.

"Don't sneeze at me, the cold is contagious!" Yan Fei yelled.