Today, Ye Luojia is actually the one who hides in the dark from beginning to end and only appears at critical moments.

Ye Luojia looked at him for a moment, and finally took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag. Her eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of her rosy mouth were also slightly curved.

"Children should not inquire about my CEO's affairs."

After saying that, Ye Luojia turned around gracefully, her long burgundy hair moving in the wind. In the pale hospital corridor, there seemed to be red roses blooming and swaying. Xu Zhimu thought of something for a moment.

"Jiajia, that bouquet of roses..."

Ye Luojia's long legs stopped slightly and turned her head slightly to look at him: "Do you like it?"

Sure enough, Xu Zhimu smiled: "I like it."

"If you like it, then give me a bunch next time."

Ye Luojia's voice contained some mixed emotions.

"Yes, I promise you, a thousand times a hundred times."

Ye Luojia looked back at him, took off her sunglasses slightly, her red eyes were full of energy, and walked away with her long legs.

Only Xu Zhimu was left with a handsome back, as if Ye Luojia, who almost lost control of his emotions just now, did not exist at all.

But this is her, this is the resolute, domineering and dashing female CEO.

Xu Zhimu stood in the corridor of the hospital, watching her back disappear from sight little by little.

He also turned around and returned to the ward.

An Xiaomi once said that she hates hospitals. The smell of disinfectant water, the white color everywhere, and the sad faces of people, even those who are not sick, will make them sick if they stay here for a long time.

But unfortunately, she has to be in the hospital for a period of time almost every year.

Xu Zhimu walked to the bed and looked at An Xiaomi, who was still sleeping. He held her cold little hand, which seemed to be warm even in the warm ward.

Xu Zhimu held her hand and put it to his mouth, breathing warmly.

His thoughts seemed to go back to many years ago. At that time, An Xiaomi was lying so weakly on the hospital bed. She was so cold that she couldn't sleep at night. He warmed her hands while exhaling, while still holding her hand.

Singing children's songs in her ears to coax her to sleep.

Four or five hours have passed since she fell into coma, and the sky outside has gradually become darker.

Xu Zhimu held her hand and couldn't help humming the children's songs he sang when he was a child.

That was what my mother used to sing when she was coaxing herself to sleep. I remember when I was a child, sometimes An Xiaomi's parents were not at home, and An Xiaomi would come to her house to have lunch and take a nap together.

Xu's mother would arrange for the two of them to lie down together, and then softly hum a children's song, which would coax them to sleep in a short while.

"The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars,

Insects fly, insects fly, who are you missing?

The stars in the sky weep, the roses on the earth wither,

The cold wind blows, as long as I have you by my side..."

In the ward, the soft children's song was lingering slightly. An Xiaomi, who was in a coma, gently moved her thick eyelashes. Her hands subconsciously used a little strength, as if they were caught by someone who fell into an ice cave.

Life-saving straw.

But the strength was still too small, and Xu Zhimu didn't notice it.

Holding her little hand, he finally felt that her little hand had a little more warmth. Xu Zhimu was planning to bring back a glass of hot water so that An Xiaomi could drink it at any time when he woke up.

But when he stood up and was about to let go of An Xiaomi's little hand, Xu Zhimu felt his hand being tightened, as if he was afraid that he would let go of her.

"cough……"

A weak cough sounded, and Xu Zhimu immediately raised his head and looked at An Xiaomi, who had been unconscious, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Xiaomi, Xiaomi, are you awake?"

Xu Zhimu moved forward excitedly, looking closely at the girl who was still pale at this moment.

"thirsty……"

An Xiaomi seemed to have just recovered her energy at the moment, speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, I'll get you some water."

Xu Zhimu stood up and prepared to pour her water, but An Xiaomi held his hand with all her strength.

"No, don't go..."

She was like a bullied stray kitten, afraid of being abandoned.

Xu Zhimu touched her little head distressedly: "Good boy, I'm just going to get you a glass of water and I'll be back soon."

After comforting her several times, An Xiaomi let go of her hand in a daze. Fortunately, there was a water dispenser in the ward. Xu Zhimu connected the warm water and immediately came to the bedside and slowly helped her adjust the bed position.

Then he picked up the water cup and carefully supported her, feeding him water little by little.

"Hand... holding..."

Just after drinking the water, before she could wipe her mouth, An Xiaomi spoke weakly and pitifully.

Xu Zhimu put down the water glass and quickly held her little hand again. The moment he let go, he felt a little cold again.

Being held by the warm hand, An Xiaomi finally calmed down at this moment. She opened her eyes with some difficulty, and Xu Zhimu's familiar face came into view.

Just like when I was little, every time I opened my eyes, he was always the first thing I saw.

In fact, if I could see him every time I opened my eyes, I wouldn't seem so scared.

Thinking of this, she smiled stupidly. Her face was pale and she had a slight fever, making her look particularly fragile.

"Still laughing, do you know how long you have been unconscious? If I had known better, I shouldn't have asked you to take off your down jacket..."

Xu Zhimu touched her forehead again, and it turned out that it was a little hot.

"It has nothing to do with whether I wear clothes or not...my body is already like this. Even if I'm fine today...maybe one day..."

"lies!"

Xu Zhimu interrupted her and held her little hand to warm it.

However, An Xiaomi is actually right. Now it is no longer a matter of how much clothes you wear.

It was An Xiaomi's body that had reached the point where it was exhausted. Even if there was no wind, she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"How did you wake up just now? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Xu Zhimu asked carefully again.

An Xiaomi's tone was weak, and her big bright eyes were a little tired at the moment, but when she looked at Xu Zhimu, they were still bright.

"How can someone sleep when someone sings so poorly? It's not as good as my mother's singing..."

An Xiaomi blamed him, but still had a silly smile on her face.

Xu Zhimu couldn't help but laugh and said: "I didn't expect that my singing could have this function. Then you can't faint like this again, or I will sing around you every day."

"Are you singing or calling souls... Bad guy..."

"As long as you're fine, don't call Hun, let me call Chun Du."

Xu Zhimu held her little hand, rubbed it, and smiled shamelessly.

"You call... you are so annoying..."

An Xiaomi's face turned a little rosy upon hearing this, but she felt fond of the shameless bad guy in front of her.

"I just bother you, and I will bother you all my life."

Xu Zhimu held her hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it. The gentle touch melted into the girl's cold heart.
Chapter completed!