end of marriage

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Fortunately, Zhou Luoyan found the hotel quickly. After he registered, he entered the room with An Mo.

His coat was already soaked, and it was put on the hanger in the entrance as soon as he entered the room.

As soon as he left, the phone buzzed again. Because the ringtone was not loud, Zhou Luoyan didn't hear it.

Seeing that he was drenched more thoroughly than himself, An Mo said softly, "Go to the bathroom first."

Zhou Luoyan grinned: "Brother, I think we can go together."

An Mo wanted to say something more, but Zhou Luoyan had already taken the bathrobe and walked to An Mo's side: "Brother, don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Then he went to the bathroom to put a large pool of hot water, An Mo stood at the door and gave him a faint look, then walked in.

Zhou Luoyan really learned to respect him as if he had changed his gender. He didn't do anything, but stroked his long hair, and gently washed his hair.

An Mo hugged his knees in fear of the cold, Zhou Luoyan stared straight at his thin back: "Brother, you are really thin now."

An Mo raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were filled with moist mist, his skin was steamed white and rosy, looking very cute.

"Wrap me in the bathrobe, and I'll carry my brother out."

An Mo replied: "Am I without hands or feet?" After finishing speaking, he sneezed twice. Zhou Luoyan was afraid that he might catch a cold, so he didn't argue with him, handed him the towel, and stood up by himself. Get up.

An Mo came out of the bath, wiped himself clean, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and just took two steps on his feet when he felt dizzy and staggered, and was almost dragged by Zhou Luoyan's sharp eyesight and hands.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

An Mo put his shoulders on his shoulders and shook his head: "It's nothing, maybe I'm a little hypoxic from steaming."

Zhou Luoyan took advantage of the opportunity to hug his princess, and smiled: "I always said to carry you out, but you must be stubborn with me."

He hugged An Mo to the bed, watched his face gradually calm down, and didn't think much about it. He dried his hair with a hair dryer, and got into bed himself.

The mobile phone in the wet coat rang several times after they entered the bathroom, which would be regarded as a silence for a while.

An Mo's mind was groggy, and his body was getting colder and colder, but the temperature on his forehead became scorching hot. It didn't take long before he fell asleep.

Zhou Luoyan hugged him, listening to his breathing, gradually became sleepy.

However, just as he was about to close his eyes, he felt that An Mo's breathing was abnormally hot. When he touched his face, it was scorching hot, so he got up quickly and turned on the lamp beside the bed.

He took a closer look at An Mo's face, it was flushed abnormally, and then he thought of finding his mobile phone to call the waiter, have someone deliver a medicine kit, and take An Mo's temperature.

He strode towards the entrance and took out his cell phone from his coat. At the same time, the phone rang again, and Zhou Luoyan's heart trembled inexplicably.

After a short few seconds, he glanced at the phone screen, his breathing was stagnant, and he connected the call in a somewhat dull manner.

The voice over there was urgent and fast: "Hey, Mr. Zhou, you can answer the phone..."

Zhou Luoyan's blood became cold: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Zhou, come quickly to the nursing home. Ms. Ji is in a very dangerous situation. She has stopped breathing twice. She is in the emergency room. You—"

With a "snap", the phone fell to the ground, Zhou Luoyan's face suddenly turned pale, and when he realized it, his mind was in a mess and his fingers were trembling slightly.

He froze for a moment, quickly picked up the phone, opened the door and rushed out without thinking.

When he got to the elevator, he remembered that An Mo was still in the room, and went back.

Zhou Luoyan was anxious and frightened. He was worried like never before. He walked up to An Mo and pushed him. An Mo fell into a deep sleep and didn't respond.

"Brother, we..." Zhou Luoyan's voice trembled, "We're going back immediately."

An Mo still quietly closed his eyes, not waking up.

Zhou Luoyan knew that he couldn't delay at all, so he glanced at An Mo, took a deep breath, and chose to leave first.

Then, he hurriedly took a taxi to the airport, his whole body was tense and his sanity collapsed.

He called the hotel staff and asked them to check on An Mo's situation, and sent another message, telling An Mo that he had left beforehand, and then contacted the nursing home every half hour to inquire about Ji Qing's situation. A heart was boiled in boiling water.

On the other side, the waiter received a call from Zhou Luoyan, took the room card and went to An Mo's room.

The waitress carefully took An Mo's temperature. Fortunately, he had a slight fever, so she bought some antipyretics for him from downstairs and put them on the bedside table.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, An Mo's fever became more and more severe, the climate was not acclimatized and it rained heavily, his body still couldn't stand it anymore.

Layers of hot sweat broke out on An Mo's body, and after the sweat evaporated, he shivered with cold.

After an unknown amount of time, he was finally too uncomfortable to sleep, and opened his eyes with difficulty.The emergency light was on faintly, and it was pitch black. He rolled over his heavy body, opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhou Luoyan..."

"Ah... Yan."

The darkness was boundless and silent, except for his hoarse and broken echoes, there was no one left.

An Mo fumbled for the phone, his eyes were dizzy from burning, and he was already exhausted. He turned on the phone, and Zhou Luoyan's endless message jumped out, and his heart sank when he saw it.

Zhou Luoyan left?

Zhou Luoyan left him here alone?

What's the rush that made him leave so recklessly?

An Mo's incomplete consciousness was immediately poured with a large basin of cold water, and he dialed Zhou Luoyan's phone almost instinctively.

busy.

An Mo's headache was about to explode, he paused for a while, then hit again.

Still busy.

Just like that, he didn't know how many calls he made, or he didn't make many calls at all, and he gradually got the answer in his heart.

So, the phone silently rolled from the bed to the floor, An Mo lay quietly on the bed, stretched out a hand, grabbed it in the void, and fell completely.

How could he not know, how could he not know.

There is only one person who can make him so anxious, abandon everything and himself...

There is only one person.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on An Mo's back, and his eyes became more and more sour.

In a strange place, in a strange environment, he had a high fever.

Only Ji Qing could completely ignore all of this and simply leave.

An Moshao's mind was a little confused, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he first met Ji Qing three years ago.

He was waiting for Zhou Luoyan to go to the movies that day, and it rained heavily. He was going crazy and went all over the world to find Zhou Luoyan.

But Zhou Luoyan, when he saw himself drenched in the rain and embarrassed, he said, how ugly.

He also called Zhou Luoyan a lot at that time, but Zhou Luoyan didn't answer any of them.

Was he worried that Ji Qing was so worried that he didn't even have time to answer a call?

He can't even say a word to me, so he won't say a word when we make an appointment next time?

Oh yes, yes.

Of course he won't.

Like many years ago, Zhou Luoyan left without hesitation.

Only this time, he learned to notify him in advance.

What's the use of that, he also didn't stay because of himself, or because he wanted to take him away.