Professor Lin's middle-aged love

Outside the window, the snow that fell two days ago has not yet melted, and the willow branches with fallen leaves are still covered with condensed frost and snow, which looks like strings of icicles from a distance.

When Zhou Mo went out in the morning, the air was bitingly cold. Lin Yuxi held a black knitted scarf in his hand and called to her, "It's windy, wrap it around to keep you warm."

The soft scarf was wrapped around the neck, and it was wrapped round and round. Zhou Mo could smell the faint woody fragrance when he lowered his head, which was very nice.

Zhou Mo raised his head and smiled at her shallowly, as if ice and snow were melting in his heart.

At this moment, Zhou Mo was sitting at the desk, reaching out to grab the scarf on the armrest. It was soft to the touch and fragrant, but it didn't relieve her panic.Staring at the computer screen, Zhou Mo began to breathe rapidly, his chest heaved violently, and his fingertips trembled on the mouse.

In fact, she can choose to quit, but she always feels that there is a force driving her behind her, approaching the abyss step by step.

Inexplicably, she also wanted to know why she felt palpitations when she saw that picture.

Curiosity and a strange state of mind forced Zhou Mo to finally click on the video. Almost instantly, the terrified and painful cries, the sound of struggling and the harsh knocking sound instantly cut a long and thin line in the quiet air. The opening, and then those complicated voices seemed to stretch out the claws and pulled the opening to both sides, and gradually a deep valley as black as ink appeared.

Zhou Mo stood at the seam, trembling.

The sound was too terrifying, it felt like falling into a black hole, being awed and entangled by the weird sounds coming from all directions.

Every second was excruciating.

Zhou Mo suddenly embraced his head with both hands, his eyebrows wrinkled together in pain, his body curled up into a ball, trembling.It's a pity that her actions didn't ease the fear in her heart at all. When she looked up, she could clearly see the girl in the video with tears on her face and her mouth wide open, screaming, "Don't, don't, let me out."

The deafening knocking sound was like hitting her chest with a heavy hammer every time, almost shattering her body.

Phantoms began to appear in her mind, as if things had happened a long time ago. Scenes of bloody fragments flashed before her eyes like lightning.

Eye sockets were covered with red blood, Zhou Mo inserted his fingertips into his hair, covered his head that was about to be torn apart by the harsh sound, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Ah..." Finally unable to bear the physical and mental torture, Zhou Mo suddenly raised her head and roared in pain. She closed her eyes tightly, the veins on her forehead popped up, and a few crystals slipped from the corners of her eyes, one drop, two drops, It became a thread, tearing at her nerves.

The assistant outside the door opened the door and came in. As soon as she heard the sharp voice in the room, she subconsciously covered her ears, ran to the desk, reached out to turn off the video, bent down and squatted in front of Zhou Mo, and said with concern: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"

Xiao He yelled for a long time, and when the silence in the office was completely restored, Zhou Mo, who was squatting on the ground, slowly raised his head from his arms with a pale face, his teary eyes were dull and dull, and he just looked at her in a daze, as if Look at the shadows in her eyes.

"Zhou... Mr. Zhou..." Xiao He had never seen Zhou Mo so absent-minded, his eyes were dull, but he was staring at him, making people creepy.

Her small face turned pale immediately, and she called out in a trembling voice: "Zhou... President..."

His body seemed to be hollowed out, Zhou Mo's eyes only moved when he heard Xiao He's voice.Although it was cold winter, she was sweating profusely, her face turned from pale to sallow, she blinked her eyelids twice, then rolled up and fell into Xiao He's arms.

***

The school is already on vacation, and the faculty and staff have also held a year-end meeting and made arrangements for various matters.

It finally cleared up, and the courtyard of the villa was like a world of ice and snow.The stream on the rockery was frozen, and the slender stream of ice hung down, connecting to the snow water in the small pond, and remained motionless.The branches near the wall stick out of the courtyard, covered with a thick layer of snow, when the wind blows, there will be snowballs falling down, making a rustling sound.

The cobblestone path is icy and slippery to walk on.Lin Yuxi squatted on the side of the road with two children, holding a small shovel in his hand, carefully prying the ice on the road.

"You guys shovel first, I'll get some salt." Lin Yuxi stood up and walked up the steps carefully.She stomped the snow off her shoes in front of the door before she opened the door and walked into the hall.

She looked up, and saw Qin Xue wearing a thick down jacket, wearing a scarf, and hurried downstairs.

"Mom, where are you going?" Lin Yuxi frowned slightly, standing at the door and asking.

Looking up at her, Qin Xue raised her hand, "It happens that you are also at home, immediately change clothes and follow me to the hospital. Xiao Mo suddenly fainted at the company and was sent to the city hospital."

Lin Yuxi was startled, without asking any further questions, went to the second floor, took a coat, put it on and went downstairs.

They hurriedly got into the car, the driver had already started the car, Ning Caixuan squatted in the courtyard and glanced towards the garage, stood up and asked, "Grandma, where are you going?"

Qin Xue was still on the phone, and looked out the window when she heard the sound, and responded to her granddaughter, "Go to the hospital to see your aunt, your mother's phone is busy, you call your father, and let them go to the Municipal People's Hospital."

The commercial vehicle drove out of the courtyard, leaving a cloud of white mist exhaust, which dissipated gently in the cold wind.

"To see my aunt?" Ning Caixuan stood there in a daze.

Lin Shan walked up to her, and when the car passed in front of them, her eyes fell on her mother in the back seat of the car, seeing her dialing her cell phone with a solemn expression, looking very anxious.

"What happened to Aunt Zhou Mo?"

"I don't know." Ning Caixuan shook her head, and when she lowered her head and was about to call Ning Yuyang, He Qi called first.

Because the elders of the two parties got closer, the younger generations also gradually got closer. They also established a small group of three people in private, and gossip about the adults in the group when they have nothing to do.

"Hi, He Qi."

"Senior sister, do you know that your aunt is sick? She was sent to the hospital just now." He Qi seemed to have just heard the news from that tone, "My mother and young mother just left and drove to the hospital."

"Mom?"

"It's Sister Qiao, she's my little mother now." He Qi's voice was deep, with a hint of disappointment at the end.

She didn't want to admit it at first, but she had no choice but to admit defeat.

Early this morning, He Yizhen personally brought Joyna home, and bought a lot of things in large and small bags.

It is said that their family officially met each other.

He Qi dressed herself up meticulously. She thought to herself, if she wanted to impress Sister Qiao, even if she was rejected, she couldn't lose her image.

"Little Mom." He Qi saw Joyna who had just walked into the entrance, wearing a long white down jacket, her long curly hair scattered on her shoulders, her skin white as snow, and she was shockingly beautiful.

"What do you call her?" He Yizhen was startled by her daughter's address, and asked her with raised eyebrows.

"Little Mom." He Qi still had a smile on her face, she suddenly rolled her eyes, and joked: "I call my wife, why don't you beat me to death?"

"It's not big or small." Glaring at her, He Yizhen looked back at the woman who was changing her shoes with downcast eyes, her long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, like soft feathers sweeping over her heart.She walked over, stretched out her hand to hold Joyner's hand, and squeezed it, "You don't mind if the child speaks freely."

"No." Joyna answered her in a rare and gentle voice. Out of the corner of her eye, He Qi noticed that He Qi was looking at the hands she and He Yizhen were holding with her lips pouted. She smiled and withdrew her hand.

She still remembers the night when she met He Qi alone, the child said to herself: Falling in love with you is out of control, but since Sister Qiao already has her own heart, I am willing to quit.It's just that I need time to repair my wounded heart, so please try not to irritate me in front of me in the future.

In fact, when she learned that He Qi liked her, Joyna was also shocked.Although many people have pursued her over the years, both men and women, but she has never been pursued by such a young girl, let alone He Yizhen's daughter.

She didn't know how to respond for a moment.

But there is nothing wrong with carefully considering the child's feelings.

The three of them were busy in the kitchen, and none of them was very proficient in cooking.The sound of spatulas clinking, and the crackling sound of water splashing when the oil is poured into the pan are mixed together.Standing in the middle of the kitchen, He Qi heard Joyner's exclamation, rushed over a few steps, put her hands in front of her, and asked, "Little Mom, didn't you get splashed with oil?"

Joyna was still holding a shovel in her hand, and her long hair was all gathered on her right shoulder. She looked sideways, smiled softly at He Qi, and said, "It's okay, maybe the water in the pot was not drained, I will pay attention next time."

"These are trivial matters. Don't hurt your pretty little face with oil." He Qi comforted her solemnly, but it sounded awkward no matter how she said those words.

He Yizhen turned around and threw the washed rapeseed into the water-holding basket, and coldly glanced at the daughter whose head was almost on Joyna's body.

Secretly slandering: Stinky girl, she was clearly trying to anger her on purpose.

This is unconvinced.

"He Qi." He Yizhen called her softly, "Your little mother likes to drink black tea the most, you go and make her a cup."

"Why don't you go?" He Qi turned her head and raised her eyebrows at the stern-faced He Yizhen, with her hands still high in front of Joyna, and said, "I have to help my little mom to block the oil, little mom It's delicate and tender, don't you feel bad if you get hurt by splashing?"

Taking a deep breath, He Yizhen's cheeks curled up stiffly, and said: "I'll block it, you go quickly. Don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity to perform?"

"Oh." Reluctantly putting down her hands and leaving, He Qi looked back at the two people in the kitchen step by step, turned and left.

"Children, are you angry with her too?" After the person walked away, Joyna raised her red lips gently, as gentle as water, "Have you two always gotten along like this? This is the first time I've seen you." Better than friends.

"Well, it's always been like this." His eyes glanced at Joyna's slender jade neck reluctantly, and He Yizhen put his hands on her waist, "I have been groping for many years to find the most harmonious way to get along with my daughter. Criticizing her will not intensify the conflict and facilitate communication."

"It's so smart." Joyner's bright eyes were bent, and there seemed to be stars in the sky.

"Really?" He Yizhen smiled slightly, this time the smile was much more natural than before.She leaned close to Joyner, her red lips almost touching her ear, and her voice was soft, "Do you want to give me a reward?"

"Don't make trouble." Joyna pushed her shoulders away from her, "Don't provoke your daughter, be careful of her counterattack."

Hearing this, He Yizhen was stunned for two seconds, and when she was about to open her lips to respond, the cell phone beside her suddenly rang. She lowered her eyes and showed Assistant He.

Picking up the phone to connect, I heard Xiao He's urgent voice interspersed with crying.

"Mr. He, can you contact Mr. Zhou's family? I called my wife and Mr. Zhou's mother but no one answered. Mr. Zhou passed out in the company, and we are rushing to the hospital now." Because He Yizhen and Mr. The assistant knew about Zhou Mo's close relationship. Zhou Mo had also told the assistant that if she couldn't be reached for something, he could call He Yizhen for help.

Xiao He remembered and saved He Yizhen's phone number in the address book, but he didn't expect to use it this time.

When the group of them arrived at the hospital, Zhou Mo's two assistants were standing by the bed with worried expressions.

"What's going on?" Qin Xue moved her finger away from Zhou Mo's face, stood up and asked.

"Mr. Zhou fainted suddenly in the company. In fact, he woke up after a while. But after a while, I found that Mr. Zhou started to have a fever and his consciousness was blurred. I called the driver and Sister Chen to take Mr. Zhou to the hospital together. As she spoke, she looked down at the person who was still asleep, and murmured: "I don't know if Zhou has always been frightened or stimulated."

She recalled Mr. Zhou's frightened eyes when she first walked into the office, and subconsciously curled up her fingers.

"Stimulated by fright?" Qin Xue was taken aback. She was fine in the company, so how could she be frightened?

"Come out with me." She turned her head to look at Lin Yuxi who was guarding Zhou Mo, then turned around and told Xiao He to go out with her.

"Zhou Mo." Since Lin Yuxi entered the ward, his gaze had been fixed on Zhou Mo.Seeing her haggard face, sallow and bloodless, she moved slightly and lay beside Zhou Mo, calling her in a low voice, stroking her hot forehead with her fingers, and frowning in distress.

Carefully holding Zhou Mo's hand in the palm of his hand, he stroked it carefully.Lin Yuxi's eyes noticed that Zhou Mo's lips were trembling slightly even in his coma, and his voice was faintly intermittent.

Very light and weak.

Lin Yuxi was slightly startled, her red eyes slowly leaned her ears close to her lips, her voice was shallow and painful.

"Little...sister...sister, are you here to save me?"

"I'm afraid...they're going to kill me."

Miss?

Lin Yuxi murmured, her mind crashed, did she remember?