i only like your face

After breakfast, Mo Ming went to the repertory troupe, planning to discuss with his teacher about participating in the rehearsal of the new repertoire, but as soon as he arrived at the troupe, he learned from Xia Xiaotang that Zhou Yixiang was hospitalized.

I accidentally fell from the steps of the stage while teaching yesterday morning and broke my calf. It's not serious, but I need to recuperate for a while.

Qi Yue and Xia Xiaotang were also preparing to visit the hospital, so they went together in Mo Ming's car.

In the car, Qi Yue suddenly asked Mo Ming if he knew what happened to Han Shaotong recently.

Xia Xiaotang reached her boyfriend with her elbow, and said angrily, "Mo Ming has nothing to do with him, so why mention him?"

"I didn't mention him on purpose..." Qi Yue said solemnly: "That's right. I heard from my colleague Aqi this morning that there was a car accident on the West Ring Bridge last night. A large truck smashed into a Maybach. He Passing the scene of the accident, he said that he saw the license plate number five and eight, and I heard that it was Han Shaoying's car."

Mo Ming looked up at Qi Yue in the rearview mirror.

Xia Xiaotang froze for a moment: "No way, are you sure?"

"Ah Qi said that he celebrated his friend's birthday last night. He came home late and saw it with his own eyes when he passed the accident scene by car. He even took a picture and posted it to the group. Look." Find a photo in the group and hand it to Xia Xiaotang.

Xia Xiaotang gasped, and said in a panic, "Oh my god, it's like this. Are you okay?"

"I don't know. Looking at the photo, the car is pretty solid, but looking at it, it almost fell into the river when it was almost hit. With such a high bridge, if you want to fall down, even the people and the car will fall to pieces."

"Why did you bump into it?"

"I found news on the Internet, saying that the truck driver was driving tired."

"Can this car be hit by fatigue driving? I'll believe it if it's intentional."

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection, Qi Yue in the back seat slightly raised his body, stretched his mobile phone to the side of Mo Ming who was on the driver's seat, and asked, "Look, Mo Ming, is this Han Shaoying's car?"

Mo Ming turned his head and took a look... The familiar silhouette of the car can be vaguely seen on the distorted body. If the license plate is as Qi Yue said, then this car undoubtedly belongs to Han Shaoying.

Mo Ming withdrew his gaze and held the steering wheel tightly: "I'm not sure..."

When they arrived at the hospital, they saw Zhou Yixiang.

Except for the plaster cast on his calf, Zhou Yixiang looked basically unharmed, chatting and laughing with the students, and looked very energetic.

He hired a professional escort, so he basically didn't have to worry about daily life, but Mo Ming and Qi Yue still negotiated to arrange a colleague to come over every day. He has a lot of free time and will come here often.

A friend from Zhou Yixiang's circle came to visit, Xia Xiaotang stayed in the ward, and Mo Ming and Qi Yue went out to buy a wheelchair.

While waiting for the elevator, Qi Yue kept looking down at the news on his mobile phone, and said to himself: "There are a lot of news about the car accident on the West Ring Bridge, and the car that was hit was really a five-eight license plate."

Mo Ming closed his dark eyes, quietly watching the changes in the floor numbers next to the elevator door.

"The elevator is here." Mo Ming reminded Qi Yue who was beside him, and Qi Yue just put away his phone.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Mo Ming just stepped in when he looked up and saw a familiar figure in the elevator.

They both wore masks, but because they were so familiar, they recognized each other the moment their eyes met.

Han Shaoyun was obviously taken aback, his thick ink-like eyebrows were slightly frowned, his sharp eyes stayed on Mo Ming's face for a short two seconds, he snorted coldly, and looked away indifferently.

Naturally ignored...

Mo Ming: "..."

Walking into the elevator with downcast eyes, Mo Ming turned his back to Han Shaoying, Qi Yue on one side gently hooked the back of Gou Moming's hand, and whispered, "So it's fake news..."

Staring at that hand, Han Shaoying narrowed his eyes slightly.

The elevator descended slowly, Qi Yue was on his back like a light, and he felt a chill in the back of his head. At the same time, the elevator of the three people was so quiet that he felt a little embarrassed, and the subtle breath walking between the other two made him cry Dare not say anything.

The elevator went down two floors, and a group of people squeezed in. Two doctors and nurses pushed the bed trolley into the elevator, and directly squeezed the first three people into the innermost.

Mo Ming's back was almost touching the chest of the person behind him. The woman standing in front of him was holding a one or two-year-old boy. The boy was lying on his mother's back, looking at Mo Ming with big moist eyes, and reaching out his hand mischievously. Going to touch Mo Ming's hair, Mo Ming backed away subconsciously, stepping on the foot of the person behind him with his heel.

"I'm sorry...sorry." He subconsciously opened his mouth, but when he turned around, he met a pair of deep and cold eyes, with brow bones like peaks, and his dark and dark pupils reflected his dim face.

Mo Ming pursed his lips and turned around.

The elevator door opened again, and someone wanted to go in again, the one in front subconsciously backed away, and Mo Ming's squeezed figure swayed, and his back leaned firmly on the chest of the man behind.

Knowing who the person behind was, Mo Ming quickly straightened up and moved forward, but was stepped on by the woman in front, and hit the chest of the person behind when he retracted his leg, subconsciously supported his waist with both hands, but only for a short time Instantly took it back.

"Humph…"

A cold snort, as if full of disdain.

Mo Ming: "..."

Although the elevator couldn't squeeze another person in, it was still waiting on each floor without knowing it, so the door opened once on the first floor and slowly descended.

From a high angle of view, Han Shaoyong can see the clean neckline with his eyes down. The neck around the neck is as white as fine porcelain, exuding a warm and subtle fragrance. Knowing that it was Mo Ming's most sensitive place, a light kiss could make this man tremble in surrender.

"Ah…"

There was another cold snort, expressing his disdain forcefully.

Mo Ming: "..."

Finally got out of the elevator, Mo Ming walked quickly to the entrance of the hall without looking back, Qi Yue quickened his pace to keep up, couldn't help but look back.

Han Shaoying stood at the door of the elevator, his eyes fixed on this side quietly.

After leaving the door, Qi Yue couldn't help but said: "You two just broke up, right? Why do you feel like enemies?"

Mo Ming pursed her lips... probably the enemy.

Han Shaoyong, who was about to leave the hospital, turned back again, inquired a little at the floor where Mo Ming entered the elevator, and found out that Zhou Yixiang lived here.

Obviously, that guy came to visit his teacher...

"Why are you back again?" Zhao Cheng leaned on the bed and gnawed on a banana, with one hand wrapped in gauze and hung on his chest, "Didn't you go back to the company?"

Han Shaoyun copied his pockets, sat down on the bedside chair with his legs crossed, and said calmly, "No hurry, I want to care about you, after all, you happened to be in my car."

"Really?" Zhao Chen said, "I don't believe it."

Han Shaoyun took an orange and lowered his head to peel it, as if he said casually: "I just saw Mo Ming in the elevator, you and him are friends after all, call him and ask him to drop by to see you."

"..." Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Old Han, don't you want to..."

"I didn't think about it, I'm done with him, and after so many days, I'm very calm and sober now." Han Shaoyun said calmly, "I just reminded you by the way after watching him have a game with your friend."

"Isn't it because of you that I have any friendship with Xiao Moming? You broke up with him, so why should I still have friendship with him, you..."

"If you tell me to hit you, hit it." Han Shaoyun interrupted impatiently, "You just say that you are about to die in the hospital in a car accident, and a friend asked him to come over to see you for the last time. What's the trouble?"

"... "

"And by the way..." Han Shaoyun lowered his head and continued to peel the oranges, "By the way, I have some questions to ask him."

"... "

Yes, he, Zhao Chenggong, is a tool man.

Mo Ming and Qi Yue came back from buying wheelchairs outside the hospital when they were stopped at the hospital gate.

"Are you... Mo Ming?"

Mo Ming was wearing a mask, and so was the visitor, but because of his familiarity, Mo Ming quickly recognized Wen Ci and Shen Xixi, and with them were three other strange middle-aged men and women, dressed dignifiedly and very extravagantly.

"It's really you." Shen Xixi's face darkened, she turned her head and said to the people beside her, "This is the person I told you about, and he is the one who killed Xiao Qian."

Shen Peiling and the others looked at Mo Ming, their faces revealing varying degrees of coldness.

Wenci walked up to Mo Ming, with a cold expression on his face: "Mo Ming, you met Xiao Qian last night, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Ming said calmly, "He invited me to drink."

"Look, he really did it!" Like a hedgehog that exploded, Shen Xixi looked back at Shen Peiling, his wife and his mother, and said aggressively, "I have to tell Second Aunt and the others to call the police."

The words were still calm, and he asked a group of people to enter the hospital to visit Shen Qian.

After Shen Xixi's mother and son and his parents left, Wenci turned his head and said to Mo Ming: "Xiaoqian was raped by someone last night and was seriously injured. Do you know that?"

"You want me to express my opinion?"

The tone of the diction is slightly heavy: "He had an accident after drinking with you, don't you want to say something?"

"At least he's not dead."

Wenci clenched his palms tightly: "Do you know how much this incident has caused Xiaoqian's physical and mental harm? What a hatred, you want to let him go through such a disgusting and cruel thing... Mo Ming, I only thought you were stingy or a little selfish, but now I realize that you are not only narrow-minded but also extremely vicious."

"Why are you still swearing at people?" Qi Yue interjected, "If you have any evidence, you can label people, as if it was his turn at the end of the day."

"The bar is full of surveillance, do you think it is difficult to collect evidence?" Wen Ci said coldly, "Mo Ming, Xiaoqian is the only child in the family, and he has been doted on by his parents since he was a child. His parents won't let you go, they forgot to tell you, his uncle opened a law firm before Xiaoqian, if you don't give them an explanation for this matter, they..."

"Since he also lives in this hospital, he just happened to take me to see him..." Mo Ming interrupted softly, handed the folding wheelchair in his hand to Qi Yue, and said with quite gentle eyes, "Well, I'll go and explain to him... "