Chapter 200

From Xicheng District to Paris, it takes more than ten hours by international plane.

It only took about nine hours for a private airline to be opened up. When it landed, a driver came to pick it up. In the face of Butler's invitation, mujiutian refused straightforwardly. His face was still a little pale, and the blue color under his eyelids was obvious: "we can find a hotel ourselves, so we don't have to trouble Mr. Bartley."

Looking at what Bartley seemed to want to say, she said with a smile: "I think Mr. Bartley hasn't informed your wife of my existence. Are you going to let last night continue to happen in your house?"

Bartley always knew that he couldn't be the master of his daughter. He looked at the beautiful and upright posture in the morning before the sun came up, with a shallow sense of alienation between his actions. He said faintly: "well, remember to tell me when you live. Of course... If you don't want my wife to know, you can tell James. "

"Say it again."

Without a clear response, Butler had no choice but to pinch his eyebrows: "forget it, you're happy. You go first. I'll wait until you go."

"Goodbye, Mr. Butler."

Two different but equally polite girls nodded to him at the same time, but their eyes didn't stay on him for half a minute, just like strangers who only nodded on the road.

There is no spring festival in France. You can get a taxi at 5 a.m. on the street. You can report to a familiar hotel and open two rooms with your bank card.

Seeing Sheng huainuan's figure walk into the room, Mu Jiutian turns to open the door of his room, and then closes it with his backhand.

The curtain was closed and the light was not turned on. In the darkness of the room, mujiutian's straight back slowly collapsed. For a long time, he leaned against the door and didn't move.

Intense physical and mental fatigue.

Her body slowly slid down the door, no carpet, cold touch, but can not stimulate chaos to unable to move nerve, arm around his knee, will face buried in it.

Mujiutian didn't cry or have red eyes. She just wanted to sit down, just sit down.

I don't know how long she has been sitting, and her bones are numb. Then she staggers up, takes out her mobile phone from her pocket, and fumbles to turn on the phone in the dark of a room.

A light came on, and Xing Shu's phone came in the first time when he started the machine. His nerve seemed to be cut off, and Mu Jiutian picked it up without much thought.

The voice at that end obviously didn't belong to Xing Shu, but a tired, but with the light temperature in the past and a low voice: "the wine is sweet."

"Gu Shao." Hearing the other party's voice, mujiutian was hardly surprised. He groped and walked to the sofa to sit down, but his tone was cold: "I'm afraid I won't answer your phone, so I use Xing Shu to contact me so tortuously. What's the matter?"

"Are you with Bartley?"

"It's none of your business who I'm with?" Mujiutian curled up, cold and numb legs and feet, like thousands of ants gnawing, uncomfortable, side of the hand clenched into a fist, voice light: "since Gu Shao called, let's just say, I don't know what Gu Shao is thinking, but I know very well, I don't want to continue with him, Don't think I'm playing the trick of breaking up with girls. I don't think it's interesting. "

There was a half minute silence on the phone, and both sides could hear the breath.

Gu Shaoqing's voice was unusually calm: "because Su Enron?"

"Up to now, Gu Shao still thinks that I'm making trouble out of nothing but Su Enron's business." Mujiutian didn't know how to describe his present mood. He felt a little mocking and powerless: "since it is like this, Gu Shao will continue to think about it."

"Isn't it?"

"Of course."

Crisp response, mujiutian did not give Gu Shaoqing any possibility to continue, just hang up the phone.

Dazed, I don't know how long I've been sitting on the sofa. When Mu Jiutian's consciousness is a little clear, he feels dizzy and his bone marrow is cold.

Struggling to touch his forehead, the temperature is amazing.

I have a fever

On his first day in France, he had a high fever and vomited. He was so fierce that he couldn't recognize Sheng huainuan.

Sheng Huai is almost crazy. He is not familiar with the place of his life. Mujiutian's mobile phone can't be opened, and he can't contact Bartley. He can only consult with one doctor after another, and take bottle after bottle of drip, but it doesn't have any effect, and even makes mujiutian fall into a deeper coma.Finally, the hospital gave the oral notice that if mujiutian can't get rid of fever and sober within two days, there is a 60% probability that he will turn to pneumonia and leave sequelae.

Looking at the little woman lying on the hospital bed, her face was so pale that she couldn't describe it. Sheng huainuan almost wanted to wake her up with a slap. He couldn't bear it and sat beside the bed: "mujiutian, what do you mean by that? If you want to make Gu Shaoqing love you, he is not here. If you want to let the pursuer know that the relationship between you and Gu Shaoqing is completely broken, I can't help you find him... "

With a low and deep smile, he held the plain white and cold hand: "I thought that I had suffered enough in these years, but I didn't expect that when I had a good time five years later, you were still struggling in hell, Do you believe it? Gu Shaoqing will not let you go. "

The last words are getting lower and shallower, almost in the mouth.

After a few minutes of silence in the ward, Sheng huainuan's mobile phone suddenly rings. She frees one hand to answer the phone and looks at the phone number. For a moment, she wants to hang it up, but finally she puts on all her disguises again. She is not angry: "Hey, if you fart, I don't have time to talk to you and your family now."

The man on the other end of the phone frowned instantly: "little girl's mouth..."

"What do you care if I don't have a clean mouth?" Mujiutian's illness lasted for three days. Sheng huainuan didn't have the heart and Qi Ruifeng's wordiness at all: "I thought that after the previous two days, you and I had a formal falling out, but I didn't expect that Mr. Qi didn't have this consciousness."

Listening to her cold voice without a trace of temperature, Qi Ruifeng was not surprised, but was not happy: "you leave the country without permission, do not type any application form, the head of the base is very dissatisfied, I can only guarantee you to the day after tomorrow night, to the base to report the matter of going abroad will be written off."

"Qi Ruifeng."

"Buy a ticket and report back."

"Qi Ruifeng." Sheng huainuan increased the volume and lay beside the bed. Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and her face was expressionless: "there's no outsider, please don't pretend to be Mr. Qi, OK? I leave the country without permission, I don't type the application form, and I'm promoted to a position. Shouldn't you be the happiest? In this way, no one can argue with you, and no one will openly refute your face in the meeting. "

He sneered: "I really don't understand why you called me to remind me to go back. Do you want to change your taste after eating the dish of Shengyi people?"

For a moment, Qi Ruifeng's big palm on his knee was clenched.

The voice maintained an indifferent tone: "what do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting. I just want to ask Qi Dashao." Sheng Huai warm voice light, but with can obviously hear the irony: "I still have the possibility of upper, or you Qi Ruifeng's mind is the wine sweet guess clean, is like a dark stimulation rotten man."

"Don't let me remind you myself." Looking like a perfect excuse, Qi Ruifeng continued: "also, where did the things you painted on the knife come from? Tang Meng is not as simple as you think. Be careful to be killed by tools."

Plain face, Sheng huainuan did not put on any make-up, but smile particularly delicate and charming: "sorry, I'm still that sentence, none of your business."

"I'm just reminding you that it's up to you if you don't listen."

"Thank you very much for the reminder." Sheng huainuan put his forehead against the soft quilt and sneered: "when you return the sealed up villa to me, say this again."

She hung up without giving the other side another chance to talk.

Holding the mobile phone in her palm, Sheng huainuan sits beside the bed. Her charming eyes are in a trance. The tiredness from the bottom of her heart makes her want to nest for a while. Then she hears a dumb voice on her head: "love him, aren't you tired?"

That pair of black almost no white eyes, quietly staring at the bedside people, mujiutian want to sit up from the bed, but the hands and feet can not support: "carry so much, bear so much, but finally get to meet strangers degree is the best."

"Mujiutian..."

Looking at the woman who had been in a coma for three days, she opened her eyes. For a moment, Sheng huainuan couldn't help but burst into tears: "are you willing to wake up at last? Why don't you go on sleeping? I'm ready for your graveyard and cremation. You brought me to France, didn't you let me die for you? "

"Sorry." Mu wine sweet lips, do not know how to respond: "I'm ok."

It's just a fever.

"Yes, it's OK. The doctor is going to make you critically ill."

When mujiutian said those words, didn't she even know to look at herself in the mirror? He was as weak as a dead man, and his breath was so weak that there was almost no breath in and out."Huainuan..." with a weak tone, three days did not touch moisture, red lips dry out of thin cracks, mujiutian struggling to stretch out an arm: "you help me up?"

"No, don't you like to lie quietly?"

Although she said that, Sheng huainuan helped Mu Jiutian up, put two pillows on her waist, reached out and rang the bell at the head of the bed, then turned to pour a glass of water and fed it to her lips, with a stiff tone: "drink some water."

Mujiutian wants to pick it up, so Sheng huainuan hides and scolds him in a low voice: "I don't want to see how long you have been in a coma. I'm still carrying a water cup. I'm afraid you can fall a feather."

Some smile, mujiutian feel where she said so weak.

But did not refute, obedient on her hand to drink down.

Put the cup back, the doctor has not come, but Sheng huainuan can't wait. He reached out and touched Mu Jiutian's forehead, still a little hot: "you wait here, I'll call your doctor in charge."

"I want to go, too." With hoarse voice block Sheng huainuan: "my bones lie some pain, I want to go out for a walk."

"No, your fever is not completely gone."

"But I don't want to continue lying here. I don't like hospitals."

With that, Mu Jiutian wants to get out of bed. Sheng huainuan knows that she can't stop her, but according to her body now, let alone go to the attending doctor, even if she can get out of the ward.

The look on the face changed, sighed, Sheng huainuan gave up his hand and said, "I'll let you out, just sit down first."

Turn around and borrow a wheelchair from outside. Sheng huainuan holds Mu Jiutian to sit on it and pushes her out.

Staring at Mu Jiutian's sweat drenched hair, she sighed: "I must owe you in my last life, so I will repay you in my life."

"Nothing." Mujiutian touched her with her fingertips: "when you are seventy-eight, I will push you like this."

"Don't worry. I'll be better than you then."

The door opened, and a tall and straight figure stood in front of them. The shadow fell down with the disinfectant.