Blind, in love with you

An Yu disappeared.

That day, Ye Qinghe was wearing the plastic slippers that Aunt Chen had bought temporarily, walking up and down the ward full of joy, waiting and waiting, and finally a handsome young man came.

"Hello," the handsome young man stood at the door of the ward and said hello to the people inside, "I'll deliver the package."

"What to send?" Ye Qinghe stood at the end of the bed and looked at this person wonderingly: "You are...you are not An Yu." Originally, when this person opened the door of the ward with a luggage bag, Ye Qinghe thought that An Yu had come , and even felt that An Yu was trying to tease him by standing at the door and putting on a polite appearance.But upon closer inspection, the little boy looked very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old. He remembered that An Yu was 24 years old, and his appearance should not be so immature.Moreover, this person's voice is not hoarse at all, but it is a bit high-pitched and clear among boys.

"What?" Hearing what Ye Qinghe said, the boy tilted his head and thought for a while before realizing: "Ah, you mean Mr. An? I am Mr. An who came to help you deliver the package. You are..." He lowered his head Look at the recipient's name on the list: "Mr. Ye Qinghe?" He saw Ye Qinghe nodded despite his blank expression, and then walked in.He put the luggage bag in his hand on the hospital bed: "This is your luggage, please sign here." The handsome guy handed Ye Qinghe a notebook and a pen for his signature.

Ye Qinghe didn't answer.He frowned: "Why?"

"What why?" The little boy was stunned for a moment: "I delivered the things, and I can only pay you if you sign." He was a little unhappy, thinking that he would not meet any strange people, right?Fortunately, Mr. An has already paid in advance.

At this moment, Aunt Chen came out of the bathroom and heard Ye Qinghe talking to a stranger: "Second Young Master, who is this?"

Ye Qinghe was even more sure that this person he had never met before could not be An Yu, and Aunt Chen was at a loss for not having such good acting skills.

"I am a running gang, and I specialize in running errands for people. Now that I have delivered the things, you see who will sign for me and let me finish the work quickly so that I can take another order. Don't waste me Time." The errand runner saw that Ye Qinghe didn't take the notebook, so he handed it to Aunt Chen instead.

"Is there such a business as helping to run errands?" Aunt Chen asked suspiciously while signing: "Who do you think hired you to run errands?"

The boy replied, "It's a Mr. An."

Ye Qinghe didn't care that Aunt Chen was muttering to that person, he unzipped the luggage, found his mobile phone, immediately took it out and issued a voice command to it: "Call. An Yu." This is Ye Qinghe's very skilled command, I have played many times in the past.But this time the voice from the phone was a reply Ye Qinghe had never heard before: "Sorry, I couldn't find An Yu in your contacts."

Ye Qinghe's eyes widened in disbelief, and he tried twice, but the phone failed to find An Yu's number.He directly clicked into the contact page to search, but unexpectedly found nothing in the search results.

He couldn't find An Yu.

"Aunt Chen, you call An Yu right now." Ye Qinghe shouted to another person in the ward a little out of control: "You call too, you should have the client's mobile phone number, right? You call right now too. Realizing his impolite command, Ye Qinghe added: "Please."

Aunt Chen hurriedly went to find her mobile phone in her bag.The boy was also taken aback by Ye Qinghe's excited appearance, obediently took the mobile phone to make a call, and very consciously turned on the loudspeaker.

Unfortunately and not unexpectedly, the most caring voice in the world rang out: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later." The boy shrugged and hung up as if he was helpless He got on the phone and ran out of the ward before the man got even more angry.

And Aunt Chen finally found the phone, and the reply to the number dialed there was still: "I'm sorry...please call back later."

Why make the phone keep saying sorry?why?

Ye Qinghe sat down on the sofa dejectedly, resting his head on his hands, unable to figure out what An Yu was doing.

Aunt Chen looked at the posture of his second young master holding his head in horror: "Second young master, what's wrong with you? Is your head hurting again? I'll call the doctor..."

"I want to go home." Ye Qinghe stood up suddenly, opened the bag of luggage and began to change clothes.

He looked at the luggage, except for the clothes, An Yu actually remembered to put a pair of shoes carefully wrapped in a plastic bag for him, feeling really mixed.Why are you so careful and remember to bring my shoes, but you are so careless that you didn't bring me a boyfriend?too bad for you!

Regardless of Director Yang's dissuasion, Ye Qinghe insisted on taking the house key with Aunt Chen and was about to leave the hospital immediately.Just as Ye Qinghe rushed out the door without looking back, Ye Qinghe's special assistant Zhang Yongfeng came.He didn't know anything, but he received a notice from An Yu yesterday that he knew that Ye Dong was in a coma and was hospitalized. He rushed to the hospital as soon as he finished his work at the company today. He didn't expect that Ye Dong, who he thought should be in a coma and was blind, actually He had already woken up and got out of bed and ran all over the place, and when he saw him from a distance, he yelled: "Yongfeng, it's just in time, take me home."

Zhang Yongfeng ran up to Ye Qinghe, his tongue tied in surprise: "Ye Dong, you, can you see it?" But from the corner of his eyes, he glanced behind Ye Dong, and saw the dignified doctor, Aunt Chen, Zhang Yongfeng chasing out from the ward. In addition to being happy, I was also a little confused.

"Hurry up, take me home." Ye Qinghe grabbed his arm and walked out without looking back, "Aunt Chen, please help me with the discharge procedures. I'll go back first."

"What are you in a hurry for? You just woke up and ran around like this." Director Yang frowned and scolded disapprovingly, "Such a man is still so self-willed."

As soon as Zhang Yongfeng arrived at the hospital, he was dragged out by Ye Qinghe again in a daze, and drove Ye Dong home.In the car, Ye Qinghe asked him for his mobile phone, and looked for An Yu's number in his mobile phone.He called again without hope, and hung up annoyed when he heard "I'm sorry" at the beginning.He passed the number An Yu, who had been saying sorry, to his mobile phone, with unrealistic expectations in his heart, hoping that the next time he made a call, this mischievous and stinky An Yu would answer the call.

"Or, there is no need to make any more calls." Ye Qinghe thought to himself: "I heard from Aunt Chen that An Yu was lying beside my hospital bed, holding my hand and guarding me all night. She was so exhausted that her haggard face was blue. That's why she drove him home to rest and collect his luggage."

Maybe, maybe he was just exhausted and didn't want to go to the hospital again, so he asked Paopao to deliver the luggage.And he himself was so tired that he fell asleep and forgot to charge his phone, so the phone turned off at this moment, apologizing all the time.

He is so reluctant to let me suffer, how can he not bear to see me now?

He must be sleeping at home.must.

Zhang Yongfeng just watched Ye Qing and Yin Qing returning home indefinitely. At first, he ran on a rampage. He really got out of the elevator and ran to the door of the house. Then he booed him: "Hush your voice, Teacher An is sleeping."

Ye Qinghe opened the door lightly, facing the empty living room still calmly.He turned his head and said softly to his special assistant: "Thank you for sending me back. Someone at home is resting, so I won't invite you in."

Zhang Yongfeng was turned away with a puzzled expression.He stood outside the door stupidly, thinking about how Ye Dong Fuming became weird and neurotic after that.Could this be another concussion sequelae?

As a special assistant who wholeheartedly hoped that Ye Dong would get well soon and return to the company to manage the business, he just felt tired at this moment.

(to be continued……)

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?Moonlight broken thoughts?

Ah, how could this be?

Ye??: Let me ask you, Dead Moonlight! !Hand him over to me! ! ! ??

See you tomorrow morning at ten o'clock~~~~