When Xia Mengying walked out of Youyou Cafe, she looked back. There was not much expression on her plain face. She pursed her lips and looked around, as if she was saying goodbye, but her clear eyes could not see anything.
Out of nostalgia and reluctance.
She did not tell Gao Yuting that it was at the same seat in the cafe where she sat today that she confirmed the relationship between her boyfriend and Qi Zhiming. Perhaps Qi Zhiming had forgotten it a long time ago. Xia Mengying's pursed lips slowly
Her face had an upward curve, and her slightly stretched face also had a faint smile. Qi Zhiming had never cared about her, how could he remember her?
This coffee shop located near the center of the city has no special features. Whether it is the environment, style, or even the taste of the coffee, it is very ordinary. On that day, Qi Zhiming only gave red roses, which are most commonly given by men. After all,
There are many touching love words and solemn promises.
She still remembered those words very clearly a month ago, and even the look on Qi Zhiming's face when he said those words, but it had only been a month, and what she originally thought was a beautiful memory was still gone.
It's already blurry.
But there were some things that she still vaguely remembered.
That year, she was 15 years old. Not long after her grandma moved to S city, the originally harmonious and beautiful family became a mess. What Qi Zhiming said just hit her heart, and she fell in love prematurely.
From the beginning to the end, in retrospect, it was like a dream or a nightmare, but she did not regret it. Although she was very sad and sad after learning about the relationship between Xia Xiaoxue and Qi Zhiming, and she was extremely depressed for a while, but she did not regret it.
, if it weren’t for this nightmare, how could she know Ning Ziqian?
Thinking of Ning Ziqian, Xia Mengying's clear and cold eyes softened. Although some of the conversations she had with Gao Yuting today were a bit beyond her expectations, her goal was achieved. She originally wanted to make Gao Yuting more
She likes herself, but she still can't help but make her dislike herself. But these are no longer important. Xia Mengying feels a little regretful about the gifts she gave out, especially the pocket watch and brooch. Those were originally for Ning Ziqian.
Prepared by grandpa and mom.
Xia Mengying pouted angrily and raised her head. Gao Yuting seemed to be still sitting in her original position. Xia Mengying smiled, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to call Ning Ziqian. She and Ning Ziqian had agreed last night,
After meeting Gao Yuting, she went to his company to see him, visited his place of work, and then went out for dinner together in the evening.
Xia Mengying smiled and quickly dialed the number she knew so well. Just as she was about to call, the phone suddenly rang. It was Wang Lin, the intern doctor under Aunt Zhang's care. What did she have to do with her?
Xia Mengying thought for a while and accepted it.
There was no sound on the phone for a long time, and Xia Mengying could only take the initiative to speak, "Wang Lin, what do you want from me?"
Xia Mengying's voice was gentle and friendly.
"Is this how you usually talk?"
The male voice from the other end of the phone surprised Xia Mengying. After a while, she remembered the man she had sent to the hospital, and also how bad he was, "Yan Siming, what are you calling me for?"
?”
Xia Mengying's voice was cold and hard, full of vigilance, like a hedgehog with its quills erect.
Yan Siming snorted a few times, the cold voice was cool and could not hear emotions, "It's like a hedgehog."
"Why are you using Wang Lin's phone?"
"Who let you never answer the call from me, my wound is not good, and I can’t be discharged for the time being. I can only use someone else's phone to call you."
Yan Simi was taken for granted, and his tone was very happy, so he liked to watch Xia Meng's lingering look.
"You called me?"
Xia Meng murmured, and soon remembered that there were no strange numbers to call her in the past two days. At least there were more than a dozen. She was already hacked by Qi Zhiming.
After receiving, of course, if she knows that Yan Siming's harsh man was hit, she would not pick up.
"What do you call me to do it? We have nothing to do with it, I have done everything to you."
The words of Xia Mengying are full of strong rejection.
"It's really affectionate, but we almost died of life and death, how can we say that it is also sad."
Yan Siming's voice was slightly tight, and when he listened carefully, there was a hint of cold anger.
"Since the wound is not good, I will be relieved in the hospital. I have hung up."
"If you want me to go to Ning Ziqian's house to find you--"
Xia Mengying was about to hang up the phone. Yan Siming's words were threatened and sounded in her ear. Xia Mengling gritted her teeth. She absolutely believed that Yan Siming would do that kind of thing. This man was unreasonable.
Crazy.
"What do you want?"
Xia Mengyu felt that her head was painful.
"The patients in the hospital have family members to visit and take care of them every day.
"You wait for me!"
Xia Mengfeng gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to jump out of the gap between the teeth. After that, he hung up the phone.
Is she not enough to understand? No, she must tell Yan Siming clearly. Otherwise, she will become a lunatic sooner or later, like Yan Siming, so she should not become the same type of person with him.
Xia Mengling was carrying a fruit basket in his hand, and the other hand holding the insulation cup with chicken soup, and went straight to Yan Siming's ward. Because of his anger, Xia Meng opened the door and closed the door.
Yan Siming, who was resting, woke up.
"You're here."
When he sat up and saw what Xia Mengling was holding his hands, the ink -colored pupils were bright, and the cold eyes flashed.
"Didn't you let me come?"
Xia Meng was cold, and she was not very willing. She wanted to draw the boundaries with Yan Siming. If he had not threatened herself, she would never come.
Xia Meng walked in, and she arranged for Yan Siming's VIP ward. In this room, there were usually two beds, one was a sick bed, and the other was for the family members of the patient.
There is only one bed in the ward, which looks a little empty. Yan Siming was lying on the bed in the hospital's sick clothes. The facial features of Zhang Junyi in the sun are still hard, but a little pale, but still can't hide his natural domineering domineering.
Then, then
"What's this?"
Yan Siming automatically ignored Xia Mengying's unwillingness, and he was in a good mood, referring to the insulation cup in Xia Meng's hand.
"poison!"
Xia Mengyu sat next to Yan Siming's side, saying it was angrily.
"Then I drink too."
Yan Siming opened the quilt and laughed at Xia Mengling's appearance. Xia Mengling glared at him. There was a kind of urge to tear his face, but this was just thinking about it.
She still didn't dare to do this man with Yan Siming.
On the phone, Yan Siming just asked her to come to the hospital. She was not planning to buy these things at first, but thinking that he was not familiar with the place in S city, and he was in the underworld, he must not have any relatives and lived alone.
Being in the hospital is indeed quite pitiful. After thinking about it, I didn’t come to the hospital empty-handed.
Moreover, she came to the hospital to ask Yan Siming. If he was in a better mood and his nerves were normal, he might still be able to listen to what she said.