Chapter 20 (Ecounter Mo Yu again)

As usual, the nurse left after the blood pressure test. Xia Yueming accompanied Ziyuan to chat to relieve boredom. Suddenly, a phone call broke such a calm.

"It's over!" Xia Yueming put down the half-cut apple in her hand and stared straight at the word "devil" on the screen.

"What's the matter?" Ziyuan turned her head, and Yue Ming seemed to be scared by something. Yue Ming, why don't you answer the phone quickly? Ziyuan kindly reminded her.

Xia Yueming looked at Ziyuan sadly, pressed the answer button on the mobile phone like a strong man with a broken arm, and changed the previous decadent: "Hey..." deliberately stretched the word: "Manager..."

After that, Xia Yueming did not dare to make a sound, and vaguely Ziyuan also heard the rough and harsh roar from there.

In order not to frighten her ears, Xia Yueming took her mobile phone far away until her anger there slowed down a little, and Xia Yueming put her ear to the receiver again. Keep apologizing.

After answering the phone, Xia Yueming's whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost. With her head down, Xia Yueming even had a dead heart.

You don't have to think about it and know what happened! Yue Ming accompanied her in the hospital. Taking care of her for so long must have forgotten about her work.

He pulled the corner of Xia Yueming's clothes and whispered, "Moon Ming, yes... I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Your manager didn't say anything, did he?

Xia Yueming raised her heavy head with difficulty and slowly spit out a few words: "It doesn't matter!"

He stood up, stood in front of Ziyuan seriously, and bowed: "Ziyuan, I'm sorry! I have to rush to the company first, or I will have to drink the northwest wind tomorrow!"

"Uh... that... OK." Ziyuan's last son only made half a sound, and the person in front of him rushed out of the ward at a speed.

Ziyuan just hung in mid-air with her hand holding the corner of her clothes. After Xia Yueming left, Ziyuan's stomach began to twitch. Yueming is so cute.

He can't do anything in the ward alone. He looks at his feet still wrapped in thick gauze and shakes his head. She can't always lie down. I guess she's going to get mold.

Lift the quilt and try to see if you can get out of bed and walk around.

Put down one foot, and then slowly put down the other. The railing holding the bedside can gradually move.

She was able to walk around in the room. Just as she was happy about the speed of her recovery, she accidentally kicked the chair in front of her and was about to fall to the ground. Suddenly, she was caught, and Ziyuan exclaimed and fell into someone's arms. He put his arms around his neck reflexively.

When I was about to shout, I found that I saw the person holding him clearly. I was a little surprised and my eyes widened: "Yu? Why are you here?"

Mo Yumo's black hair blocked his eyes, and his gloomy face sent Ziyuan back to **, and covered her with a quilt. Ziyuan didn't dare to look at him with guilt. After lying on **, I didn't want to lie down anymore. The body I just remembered was clamped by Mo Yu with his hands and firmly nailed to **. What came on his face was Mo Yu's disordered breath.

"Yu? ······" Ziyuan stabilized her beating heart and cried softly. Mo Yu looks so horrible now. Where on earth did she provoke him?

Mo Yu didn't know where his anger came from and let go of Ziyuan's body. For the first time, he used a cold tone: "Shangguan Ziyuan, life is not for fun!"

There was a sense of coldness behind her, and Ziyuan fully felt the creepiness at this moment: "I..."

Does Mo Yu think she is looking for death again this time? It's not like this. Ziyuan shook her head, but it's not like this...

"What do you want to say? Say sorry? If you hurt yourself like this again, I can only declare that your life no longer belongs to you!" Mo Yu sat on the sofa by the bed and gave a serious warning.

Ziyuan returned to freedom and rubbed up from ** and explained, "I'm really not..."

"You are nothing. I just want to say that the Shangguan Ziyuan I know is not so cowardly!" Mo Yu said angrily.

"Do you think I'm still the same Shangguan Ziyuan before?! If you think so, then I just want to say that Ling Ziyuan now is just Ling Ziyuan and has nothing to do with the Shangguan family. I don't want you to add this surname before my name. Maybe the person you know is Shangguan Ziyuan, not Ling Ziyuan!"

In the face of the word "Shangguan" mentioned by Mo Yu, Ziyuan's face turned pale, and her mood suddenly turned bad.

Ziyuan's hardness made Mo Yu's heart soften again. Her pretending to be strong is even more painful. After seeing her, she can't say a lot of blaming her. Finally, I finally compromised and softened my heart: "You make me feel very sad like this. Don't hurt yourself anymore, okay?" Mo Yu sat down to Ziyuan's ** and stroked her fair face. Ziyuan has lost weight again. What have good people become? She can't take care of herself so much!!

Ziyuan doesn't know what's going on. Every time she gets along with Mo Yu alone, the atmosphere always changes quickly and slowly.

Mo Yu, who was furious, became so gentle again. She didn't have time to refute Mo Yu's misunderstanding of her. Now he softened his tone, and Ziyuan couldn't cope with such a change for a while. Sometimes I suspect that Mo Yu is really an adult?

"I didn't want to get hurt. Why do you yell at me as soon as you come in!"

Ziyuan whispered. He looks aggrieved.

Ziyuan seemed to be wronged, which made Mo Yu unable to raise his anger. He hurriedly admitted his mistake and said, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have come in and yelled at you. I'm wrong. Now I'm satisfied?"

Ziyuan deliberately stared at Mo Yu. He admitted his mistake. What else could she say?

"Do you want to take a break now? Obviously, my foot was injured and I did such a dangerous action just now, so I'm not afraid of injury. You stupid girl!" After Mo Yu checked that Ziyuan's feet were fine, he gently blamed her.

"My feet are much better. I just want to see if I can get out of bed and walk down. How could you rush in and stop me like that?"

Ziyuan smiled at Mo Yu, who was equally worried. He also pointed to his injured foot and showed Mo Yu: "Look, it's not much better."

"It doesn't look serious now. It hurts, doesn't it?"

Ziyuan nodded: "But it doesn't hurt anymore."

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't figure it out. He still asked, "Why did he get hurt like this?" It was raining heavily on the day you had an accident. Why did you go out so late? What happened?

Mo Yu asked a question. When asked this, Ziyuan's face was not very good-looking, and it seemed to have some elements of fear. No matter how Mo Yu looked at it, he thought it was very strange. He didn't find out how he was injured in the news he inquired. He didn't notice when she left the ball and disappeared like that. Today, she rushed over immediately after learning that she was injured.

"Ziyuan, what happened after the dance that day?" Ziyuan's silent attitude made Mo Yu panic.

Mo Yu put his hand on Ziyuan's shoulder. Ziyuan looked up at him. When he turned his eyes, he deliberately turned his head: "I... I don't want to think about it, Yu, can you stop asking?"

"Is someone bullying you?" Mo Yu asked Ziyuan to look at her. Ziyuan shook her head all the time: "No one bullies me, I just think I'm too useless!"

"What the hell are you talking about? What does this have to do with you? I just want to know why you got hurt. Is it related to that dance? Who did you go with that day? You usually don't like to go. Why did you go to that dance that day?

Ziyuan pushed Mo Yu's hand away and held his head, or shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. Can you stop asking?"

Ziyuan was not in a good mood. Mo Yu was also anxious and wanted to know what had happened, but he didn't want to see Ziyuan feel uncomfortable. Holding Ziyuan's hand holding her head, she said softly, "Don't shake your head, I won't ask. Huh? I won't ask. Don't torture yourself!" Mo Yu had no choice but to smile bitterly. Ziyuan was still of this kind. She refused to say anything to others. Even if she was ulcerated in the bottom of her heart, she would not tell anyone anything. What else can he do to share her worries like this? Only Chu Zeyan can share everything with her? Or did she never say anything to Chu Zeyan?

Ziyuan, what's in your heart? How many things are installed that others can't understand you? For the first time, I found that it's really difficult to understand your heart!

After appeasing Ziyuan's messy mood, Mo Yu whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you so impatiently. There is also your reason for you not to say it. I won't make such a mistake again next time.

Ziyuan, who was lying in **, turned her head and saw Mo Yu just turn around. Mo Yu's lonely back fell into Ziyuan's eyes, and it was another chaotic situation. What kind of mood should she use to face this cute and exciting big boy?

If you want to live in grief and suffer all kinds of inner torture, it's enough for her to bear it alone. Why let Mo Yu have anything to do with her and make him feel sad?

"Yu, I'm really not suitable for such a clumsy me and all kinds of haze, and it's not worth you to be sad for me. You've done enough!"

Mo Yu didn't look back, and Ziyuan didn't see what his expression was like. Her words will hurt him again." That's just your idea. For me, no matter how much I do for Ziyuan, it's not enough, otherwise how can I not get into your heart?

"Yu... Don't be so stubborn, okay? Why?" It's like the last struggle.

"It's not that I'm stubborn. It's you who are stubborn. You stubbornly shut out the happiness that you can get." Mo Yu took a deep breath and said, "Take a break first. I'll ask the doctor when you can leave the hospital!"