Huo Jingting felt her body fall, and hurriedly reached out to help, but touched the blood in her hand.

He looked down, and then through the dim light, he saw the blood in her abdomen.

Just now she was curled up in the box, he didn't see it, and then she walked to Fu Ling's cover with her back to him, and he didn't pay attention, and he didn't notice it when he left Xingdao, and he didn't find out that she was injured until now.

"Little Joe!" Huo Jingting supported her limp and collapsed body, screamed a few times, and saw that she was not awake, so he hurriedly picked her up horizontally, and quickly rushed to the side of the road to stop a car.

"Quick, go to the hospital!"

……

Late at night.

In the dark bedroom, there was silence.

Gu Nanqiao's injury was not serious, and after the bandage, he took her back to Jinling Garden.

Huo Jingting stood by the window, looking at the lights outside, his eyebrows were solemn.

I once thought that the biggest pain was that I loved each other but couldn't stay together, and I was forced to go to both ends of the world.

And now, he understands that what hurts even more than this is that he witnessed her fall in love with someone else.

He retreated again and again for her, giving up his dignity, but she was humble to the dust for the sake of others.

The man stood by the window for a long time before turning around and pacing back to the bed.

Not long after he took a shower, he put on a black bathrobe, walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt and went in.

Gu Nanqiao seemed to feel a little cold, and felt a source of heat in a daze, so he couldn't help but lean over, stretched out his arms unconsciously, and hugged his waist.

Huo Jingting's heartbeat gradually lost control.

His lips fell, kissed her eyebrows, and his palms couldn't help but reach out to caress her chest, and whispered, "Little Joe......"

With the other hand, he couldn't help but untie the strap of the bathrobe around her waist, Gu Nanqiao frowned, and she also noticed some discomfort in her sleep.

Gu Nanqiao dreamed of three years ago.

On the day of her twenty-second birthday, Fu Lingfeng proposed to her, he held the ring in his hand, knelt down on one knee in front of her, and the deep love in his eyes was not a disguise, "Xiao Qiao, is it okay to marry me?" ”

She stared at the ring, then at him again, and nodded in agreement, "Okay...... Fu Lingfeng, I promise to marry you. ”

It was a recurring dream, and she unconsciously repeated it.

But just a whisper, but like a basin of cold water, doused all the fire that was about to ignite.

Huo Jingting turned over and got down from her and lay down to the side, the temperature under his eyes gradually cooled down.

He looked sideways at her, as if she was laughing and crying.

She didn't wake up.

In the case of deep sleep, shouting to marry someone else.

……

A week later.

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Secretary Song looked at the headlines in this pile of newspapers and wrinkled his eyebrows in thought.

Gu Nanqiao returned to the office after the meeting and saw that she hadn't left yet, "Why haven't you gotten off work yet?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes involuntarily fell on the newspapers.

Secretary Song hurriedly put it away and threw it aside, "You're leaving, Mr. Gu, are you done with the meeting?" ”

"Well, just finished driving." Gu Nanqiao opened the drawer, stuffed the documents in, and didn't ask much.

Although she only glanced at it, she could still see the newspaper at the top.

There is a photo on it, in which Huo Jingting is holding a woman, as if he is an international supermodel, with a smile on his face, the person who took the picture has good skills, and he feels like a golden boy and a girl.