Cheng Anning is still looking at the information on the computer, preparing for tomorrow's investment meeting.
Although Uncle Qi arranged for people, she still needed to help him, so she had to prepare.
I was busy and looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock.
She closed the computer, went to the bathroom, washed herself, and finally felt comfortable looking at her unpainted face.
Because I always wear makeup and use special cosmetics, I have to let it dry for a while while sleeping.
When she was about to lie down on the bed, her cell phone rang.
It's an unfamiliar number.
Normally she would hang up, but by some strange coincidence she picked up.
There is no sound on the phone.
She didn't speak either.
After waiting for a while, there was still no sound, so she was ready to hang up.
But I heard a painful groan.
It was as if someone endured extreme pain and had no choice but to reveal his voice.
"boom."
The sound of breaking glass.
The breathing became heavier, and someone shouted word for word, "An Ning... An Ning..."
Cheng Anning's breath was suffocated, and the hand holding the phone trembled violently.
The caller was Huo Yan.
But how is that possible?!
This number is an anonymous number, and Uncle Qi got it for her.
Huo Yan couldn't possibly know.
Was it a casual hit?
Just... such a coincidence?
Cheng Anning was shocked and confused, but the voices on the other side of the phone became more and more obvious, accompanied by the sounds of violent destruction.
This feeling... is so familiar!
Huo Yan is sick!
She pinched her throat and said in a different voice: "Hello? Who is this? Are you okay? Hello?"
But the voice over there was still repeating, "An Ning..."
He shouted these two words over and over again, as if he had lost consciousness, but he still remembered shouting this name.
Cheng Anning's eyes were hot and she bit her lower lip to prevent herself from making any sound. Her nose was even more sore.
"Uh! An Ning... I'm sorry... An Ning..."
Huo Yan's hoarse voice poured into her ears one after another, unable to escape, and it hit her heart hard.
She wanted to call someone to rescue him, but she didn't know what to do.
In the past, when he got sick, she was just afraid.
Now that he is ill, she is in pain, distressed, and helpless.
The phone was hung up with a bang.
"Dududu..."
She finally couldn't hold it any longer, and the name burst out of her lips, "Huo Yan!!"
But on that side, Huo Yan couldn't hear her voice.
Cheng Anning couldn't bear it anymore. She put on her coat, rushed out of the room, and headed up the elevator.
She almost stumbled forward.
Just as Huo Yan accidentally called her, she was also led to the door of a room.
The door is open.
Her mind was occupied by panic and fear, and she pushed the door open directly.
The room was dark.
very quiet.
There was a strong smell of blood in the air.
Her heart suddenly picked up, and her eyes searched for Huo Yan's figure.
Suddenly, she saw a person sitting quietly against the wall. It was also the place where the smell of blood was the strongest and where it was the most severely damaged.
Huo Yan sat there with one foot bent, motionless, as if dead.
She walked over slowly, relying on the fact that there was no light and her sight was blocked, she lowered her voice and shouted: "Sir, are you okay? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"
no respond.
She stretched out her hand and tried to touch him, but felt the warmth of her hand.
She put it under her nose and smelled it. It smelled of blood.
"Sir, you are injured. I will call an ambulance for you. Please bear with me!"
But just as she was about to call someone, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
It was so powerful that it didn't even let her struggle.
With a strong force, he pulled her over and hugged her hard. The sound of heavy breathing and the familiar call sounded in her ears.
"An Ning... is it you... great... I dreamed of you again..."
His voice was extremely hoarse.
He hugged her with great force, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.
Cheng Anning's eyes suddenly turned red.
Did he think he was dreaming?
"You haven't slept for a long time...Are you blaming me...I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I didn't come back in time..."
Mr. Huo, who was extremely powerful, cold and dignified in front of others, now seemed like a downtrodden traveler, telling his thoughts and debts sourly.
Cheng Anning opened his mouth and used his own voice, "I don't mean to blame you."
Huo Yan was startled, and his chaotic mind was at a loss.
"No need to apologize, I hope you are well."
"peaceful……"
He slowly hugged her and stood up. Even though his movements were distorted, he stubbornly wanted to stand up.
"Peace, tranquility, tranquility..."
She couldn't help but respond: "I'm here."
Since he thought it was a dream, she would make his dream feel better and better.
The next moment, he directly picked her up and walked towards the big bed based on instinct and intuition.
Cheng Anning's heart tightened, and when he was about to struggle, he suppressed her mercilessly.
"prick--"
Clothes were torn.
He kissed her eagerly, his lips were pressed, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.
"Well."
She tried to push him away, but she was no match for him.
The anger that had been suppressed by painstaking efforts, and the calmness maintained by self-mutilation, were finally crumbling and vulnerable due to her Rumeng.
Finally, he gave up resistance.
Outside the door, when You Wenjing was about to push the door open, she found that the door was closed.
How can it be!
She clearly remembered to leave the door open an hour ago!
Why is it closed?!
You Wenjing was so angry that she stamped her feet, but she didn't dare to really break in. She had no choice but to endure it and turned around and left.
And inside the room, the room is charming.
In the middle of the night, the door opened and a man walked out with difficulty.
Cheng Anning almost fell down after returning to her room.
She pushed her tired body to the bathroom, took off her clothes, looked at the marks on her body, and sighed deeply.
Why did it become like this in the end?
She covered her head and sighed again.
I don’t know if it will be discovered...
He probably won't remember this.
Cheng Anning suppressed her worries, took a shower, and finally went to bed exhausted and fell asleep.
It was a very deep sleep.
On the other side, Huo Yan slowly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with red bloodshot eyes.
He stared at the ceiling blankly, returning to consciousness little by little.
He fell ill yesterday.
But the memory of the illness was blurry.
He just felt that he had had a beautiful dream.
There is peace in the dream.
He pressed her down, turning the clouds and rain over her, possessing her completely.
This is the only memory that I remember particularly deeply.
He raised his hand, covered his eyes, closed his eyes tightly, and murmured to himself: "So this is a dream..."
All those beautiful things are just dreams.
very nice……
He hasn't dreamed of her for a long, long time.
He misses her so much.
My heart hurts so much just thinking about it. This chapter has been completed!