The gentle warm wind passed through the window, passed through the blue water curtain, and after a lot of hardships, he arrived beside Ouyang Sheng, turned into the gentlest lips in the world, and carefully kissed his jade-like cheeks, and before his forehead
The soft hair was also lifted up in a small curve, making him feel a little unreal, just like a fairy in ink paintings, beautiful and elegant.
"Sheng, is there anything uncomfortable?" Qiangzi, who had not yet removed his bandage, stood on the side of the bed, observing Ouyang Sheng from beginning to end, full of nervousness and anxiety.
Sitting in front of the coffee table not far from the bed, Song Fan, who was fiddling with his laptop, raised his eyes and looked at Qiangzi, with a teasing smile in his eyes, "Oh, when did Qiangzi become a caring little cotton jacket?"
It is very rare to be intimate between brothers without distinguishing each other, which is why the better the relationship, the more you like to joke.
The other people also smiled but didn't say anything.
The atmosphere in the air was so harmonious that it was enviable. Even the curtains that were as colorful as the sky rose and flew more and more, as if applauding their brothers.
"Song Fan, when have you been so inappropriate?" Qiangzi threw the apple in his hand over.
The others laughed out loud, and even Xiaoqi, who was usually expressionless, raised a curve that could be captured on his lips. Although the amplitude was small, he did not even remember the emotions contained behind the smile.
Laughing lingers around them for a moment.
In the bright room, a hint of restlessness in the air had been dissipated by laughter, and the harmonious relationship slowed down each other's hearts a lot.
The five brothers teased for a while, and Song Fan seemed to feel that the time was almost done. He took the lead in seizing his face. After staring at the computer screen for dozens of seconds, he turned to look up at Ouyang Sheng, "Big boss, this time the matter should be more than Huangfu.
I can't think of someone who participated in it, and I may be able to deal with Huangfu Yi's dealing with us for a while."
Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, the others frowned slightly, as if they were thinking.
Ouyang Sheng's deep phoenix eyes were like a quiet lake at this time, calming your heart, and his graceful thin lips slowly opened, "It is certain that someone cooperated with Huangfu Yi, otherwise I would not come back peacefully."
No surprises were shown, his delicate cheeks as delicate as jade were less bloody, which made his whole temperament more warm and angry.
It was like his eyebrows, which were all over the world, were in tranquility, but there was a vague difference between them, "Huangfu Yi wanted to put it on me, or the entire Ouyang family and death place, this was unquestionable, so the chance of Huangfu Yi letting me back is
Zero, Ouyang Yu can't be foolish in cooperating with him sincerely."
At this moment, the ward door was suddenly pushed open...
Song Qi ran in with a hurried look. He looked around quickly for a week and stared at the four beautiful flowers on the table beside the big bed. He was so excited that his chest was up and down.
He gasped, his forehead covered with sweat.
The sunlight is not as dazzling as noon. A beam of sunlight spreads through the gap between the curtains and the windows to Ouyang Sheng, as if a faint golden halo was inlaid around him, although it was not dazzling enough
, but it cannot be ignored no matter what.
Obviously, the insane Song Qi did not hear Ouyang Sheng's words, but just stood there, blew his head slightly, frowned, muttering in his mouth, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Song Fan, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked at Song Qi who was in a daze, frowned slightly, and then looked at Ouyang Sheng, who was half-Yi's big bed. The eyes behind the lens seemed to be saying something to Ouyang Sheng.
Ouyang Sheng nodded, his voice still warm and pleasant, "Song Qi, what happened?"
"What happened, what happened..." Song Qi murmured these few words in a low voice. At the next moment, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ouyang Sheng with nervous expression, "Big boss, where is the boss lady!?"
Everyone was stunned. It was less than an hour before and after Ouyang Sheng arrived at the hospital. Why did Song Qi say this?
"Xixi?" Ouyang Sheng's reaction was the most calm, but when he said Yan Xi, a strange thing seemed to flash through his usual smile, "Is she... okay?" He asked that
Carefully, a hint of confusion appeared in his unfathomable phoenix eyes, "Song Fan, have you called her long ago? It should be almost here now, why haven't you come yet?"
Song Fan suddenly frowned, "You can come back for nothing, I was happy that I forgot to say... I called the boss lady at that time but couldn't answer the phone."
"What!" Song Qi exclaimed, "That is to say, Yan Xi didn't come up first just now?" Although he also knew that Yan Xi was very different from other women, he didn't know why he didn't see her this time, but he was really serious.
I feel empty in my heart, and I feel something is tight, and I always feel like something will happen.
"Song Qi, you were with the boss's wife just now?" Song Fan's originally frowning brow was now locked into a lump that could not be untied.
"Yes! When my brother called me, Yan Xi was next to me." Song Qi was sweating heavily on his forehead and told me what happened, "It turned out that Yan Xi insisted that I took her to the suburbs of Lianyang.
Later, I met Huangfu Yi and Guo Jiaojiao... Isn't this going back? When I found the news about the boss, I told her and immediately drove to the hospital."
"I went to park and asked her to wait for me for a while. But when I came back from parking, I found that she was missing. I thought she had come up by herself first, so I hurried over. But you said that she had never been here at all. She could
Where are you going? You're so anxious."
Qiangzi sat up and moved his left foot carefully, "Don't worry, Song Qi, Xiao Xi might come in a while, can such a big person be lost?" He turned his head and blinked at Ouyang Sheng absurdly.
Blinking, "A small separation is better than a newlywed. Xiao Xi doesn't want to give Sheng a surprise, right?"
"I'm afraid I'm not happy." Song Fan suddenly spoke.
Song Qi was stunned and suddenly thought of something, "She wouldn't be caught by that bastard Huangfu Yi, right?" His voice trembled slightly, "I'll go find Huangfu Yi now! I'll settle the new and old accounts together!" He turned around and said
Rush out the door.
"Song Qi!" Song Fan suddenly stood up, with a sharp eyebrows, and said to stop him, "What did you learn? I learned impulse from Qiangzi. The boss just came back safely. Have you forgotten?"
Before he finished speaking, Song Qi had already stopped and slowly lowered his right hand on the door handle. He turned around and lowered his head slightly, and said for a while, "Brother, Yan Xi is very likely to be."
If something happens, aren't you worried?" When he said the last sentence, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Song Fan, with only nervousness in his eyes.
Qiangzi also fell silent. After a while, he said to Song Qi, "Song Qi, sit next to me."
"Brother!" Song Qi was anxious and seemed to be incomprehensible.
"Sit!" Qiangzi's attitude was very tough and his voice sounded a little cold.
Song Fan said calmly, "Xiao Xi has a big boss to go and worry."
"Brother, you..." Song Qi wanted to say something to refute, but when Song Fan looked serious, he had to swallow the words obediently, "Okay, okay, I'll sit, I'll sit, I can't sit yet
"He sat next to Qiangzi helplessly and threw his eyes at Ouyang Sheng who had never expressed his opinion on the bed for help.
"Song Fan and Song Qi are also worried about Xixi's safety. After all, it has not been peaceful recently." Ouyang Sheng slowly got up and got out of bed. Although he was injured, his movements were still elegant, and his gentle and pleasant voice broke the weird atmosphere.
"Song Qi, come here." He signaled Song Qi to come to his side.
Ouyang Sheng handed a tissue that emitted a faint fragrance to Song Qi, "Wipe the sweat."
He smiled randomly, soothing people's restless hearts, "If Huangfu Yi could move Xixi, he would not have let you and Xixi come back safely..." There seemed to be a darkness in his deep phoenix eyes,
There was a bit of terrifying shock in the calm, "He is waiting for a 'good show'." The voice was very light and light, as if he was about to blend into the sunshine and the air around him.
"What? Big boss, what drama did you just talk about?" Song Qi asked while wiping his forehead and raised his eyes in confusion.
"Nothing. Song Qi, go to the surveillance room of the hospital with me." Ouyang Sheng smiled faintly, "Where did Xixi go, there will be an answer soon."
"Ah, why didn't I expect it! That big boss, let's go quickly!"
"Song Qi, you boss, I am a wounded now."
"Then I'll hug the big boss?"
“…”
Song Qi ran away hurriedly, Qiangzi was obviously worried, and with the help of Xiao K and Xiao Qi, he followed Song Qi to the monitoring room.
After a moment of silence in the room, the lazy sunshine spread in. Most of them were used as water-blue curtains, and only a few happened to be sprinkled on the bright bouquet of flowers on the head of the bed, and the bouquet of red like fire.
The roses are becoming more and more beautiful in the sunshine. Under the gust of breeze, they are like a cluster of gorgeous disasters, so red and so ostentatious.
His slender fingers gently stroked the petals of the red rose, and Ouyang Sheng smiled faintly: "This red rose must have been given by Xiao K."
"Yes, I understand so directly, only Xiao K can do the pure and pure expression." Song Fan couldn't help but laugh, "If it were someone else, I would definitely think he likes men, and I would give you red roses just to
Express his love.”
Ouyang Sheng's fingertips gently rubbed against the delicate petals, and his movements stopped suddenly, and he raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Song Fan, why do I hear you feel a little regretful?" His wrist turned with his beautiful lines, and he didn't know how many rose petals were.
When was it lying in the palm of his hand, the red spark petals lie quietly, falling all around, lonely without overlapping, and inexplicably painted a picture of lamenting loneliness.
As the palm slowly tilted, despite the final lament, the flowers still had no choice but to fall... and they all fell down like drops of blood and tears of flowers.