Chapter 50

"What's the matter with your hand?"

Gu Shaoqing didn't listen from beginning to end. He looked at Mu Jiutian's hand with his side eyes. His voice was neither cold nor hot: "hurt?"

A sense of helplessness and powerlessness rose abruptly in her heart. She stroked her forehead, let out a breath, and leaned back in her chair.

Warm cool voice with a tired: "just accidentally burned."

"Well, be careful later."

Sigh general smile, Mu wine sweet don't understand, Gu Shaoqing in the end is for what.

Qi Ruifeng in her last memory, standing on the high stairs, looked down at her eyes, deep and indifferent, alienated.

Long and narrow eyes suffused with cold light: "go back, now Mu family is too chaotic, you can go abroad to avoid a while."

He said a burst of about equal to a lifetime, if not mu family five years later need to get married.

The car stops in the parking lot. Gu Shaoqing takes back his suit coat and puts it on again without looking at her.

Half squint Mou son, Wen Wen light: "you go up first, I go up again later."

Did not ask why, Mu wine sweet asked floor and ward number, straight off the elevator.

There are bodyguards outside the special VIP ward. Before mujiutian comes near, he can hear the gentle conversation inside and cry a little: "you're awake. You've been sleeping for nearly half a month. Do you know I've been worried about you? Ruifeng, promise me not to take part in such a dangerous task next time, OK? "

"Sorry, it's mine, not mine."

His voice was indifferent, but he could hear a thin layer of obedience.

This kind of Qi Ruifeng has never been seen before the picture of shengshu.

Mu wine sweet feel a little funny, beautiful eyes squint, no temperature.

"Miss mu, won't you go in?"

Qi Ruifeng's bodyguard hasn't changed all the year round. Naturally, he knows Mu Jiutian and asks him.

She raised her eyes to look at him, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "do you think I'm the bad guy who bothers Yuanyang's neck?"

"Or..." long eyelashes in the light of the light cast a light shadow on the face, cool and not convergence: "I look like a bad guy in a TV play."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

But the people in the ward were shocked, and the door was suddenly opened from inside. Sheng Yi's soft face was as pure as five years ago, but she stepped back at the sight of her.

"Wine... Wine is sweet."

"See."

Plain white fingers rolled up the broken hair falling from her cheek, her voice with a faint sneer: "I really look like a bad man."

"No, no, I didn't mean that." Pure white dress outlines a good figure, Sheng Yi people quickly waved to explain, apricot eyes Wang Wang almost want to let people hold in the palm, bite the lips, voice with pray: "don't misunderstand me, OK?"

"I didn't get it wrong..."

His low voice was interrupted by the man's low and indifferent inquiry: "who, Shaoqing?"

"No, it's sweet wine."

Sheng Yi looks back and smiles at the man in the hospital bed. It's like the whole world has bullied her and waved to Mu Jiu Tian: "come on in."

Without any hand gifts, mujiutian directly stepped into the ward, and at a glance, he saw the man on the bed leaning weakly, his narrow face staring at her indifferently.

Obviously, Qi Ruifeng just woke up from coma, with a little tired expression: "the bullet just grasps the heart in the past, there is no big deal, don't worry."

In fact, Mu Jiutian thought a lot of things in his mind for a moment, but when he came to his mouth, it turned into a word "um".

Qi Ruifeng was indifferent and had few words. Sheng Yi didn't dare to say anything in front of her. The ward was once immersed in silence.

Empty all around, is the smell of disinfectant, rolling her deliberately hidden in the deepest memory of the dark.

After closing his eyes, Mu Jiutian took a deep breath: "I'm not worried. I just want to have a look at whether you are dead or not. If you are dead, I can say more when I celebrate my birthday to calligraphy and painting this year."

Qi Ruifeng looked at the woman who was not astringent and sarcastic in front of him. He said: "Yi Ren, go to see if Aunt Wang's food has been delivered."

He's going to spend her.

Sheng Yi hesitated and nodded obediently.

And mujiutian pass by with obvious distrust in his eyes.Looking at the door closed, mujiutian smile: "is there anything you want me to help bring painting and calligraphy?"

Collect Mou, that stand up to compare the man of her high half head is looking at her with the Mou son of a kind like abyss general, what mix is all embarrassed.

Fingertips curled up slightly on the quilt: "I joined the army at the age of 20, and have never been seriously injured for 13 years. Do you know why this is the only time?"

"I don't know." She didn't want to know: "maybe the environment is too bad, and it's a strange place. You have miss Sheng wandering in your mind. Specifically, you have to ask yourself."

He did not speak.

Drooping eyes looked at the infusion tube inserted on the back of the hand, the liquid was cold: "sweet wine, I saw her."

Mu Jiutian was stunned and then lost his smile: "you've been missing for five years. Are you sure you saw a person or a ghost?"

The family is broken, five years no news, Mu wine sweet just want to give her a crown grave.

I'm afraid that after many years, no one in Xicheng District will know her existence.

The man's voice with just awakened husky, not mixed with any emotion: "it's her, standing on the high ground opposite me, shooting bullets through my chest." He glared at her, voice Indifference: "the bullet has her unique mark."

"I know her better than you do. If it's true, she likes you more than you think."

Chuckle: "of course, I hate you more."

Sheng can do calligraphy and painting.

Xicheng District is a woman who can make a hole in the sky.

Frown slightly, Qi Ruifeng calm: "maybe."

Turn Mou to see an eye is shut ward door: "five years your temper still did not change."

Mujiutian knows who he's talking about.

"I don't like her, not just because of painting and calligraphy," he said Glancing at him: "you know what it is because, that story is because she is the first to see, and she is the first to tell?"

Qi Ruifeng has explained this problem, but he does not want to continue to explain it.

"Well." Simple response, Qi Ruifeng kowtow eyes.

After a major operation and a coma for half a month, Qi Ruifeng seems to be able to sleep in the next second. Everything before is that he talks to her with strong spirit.

Mujiutian had never seen him like this, and every word seemed to suffocate.

When the air was quiet, he didn't open his eyes: "it's up to you. Anyway, when Sheng calligraphy and painting is still protecting her, you can't stand her."

How can we expect her to change now.

The man changed his sitting posture and maintained an orderly tone: "what happened to you and Shaoqing? I can see that you are more different to him than before I left."

"Because he likes me." After a pause, mujiutian chuckled directly: "he liked me at the first sight, he said himself."

Otherwise, Gu Shaoqing would not bother to force her to agree. She always knew.

"There's a rumor in Xicheng District that Mr. Gu loves me so much that he just sent Mrs. Gu to the throne." The pure facial features are all smiling, but they can't see the chill. They are gentle and quiet: "anyway, he won't let go whether he loves or not. Sometimes it's boring to think about it."

"As I said, you can't play with him." Qi Ruifeng frowned and opened his eyes again: "Shaoqing has other thoughts. Although you are not like her, except you, he has not met any better one."

"Liu Mengyu?"

She smile, not salty: "I know."

"You know her, but you don't want to know their love story." He stopped. "But you can opt out."