CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu was transferred to a private hospital.

When Huo Zhongxiao took her out of the people's Hospital and put her in the back seat of the car, she lifted her eyelids, saw him, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Zhiqiu had a short dream——

She squatted in the shadow of a tree. A man came up to her, stretched out his hand to her and gently called her "Julie". His broad palm stroked her hair. The military green shirt came into her view. She couldn't wait to look up. He was looking at her with his head down and smiling.

At that moment, she saw his face clearly.

Clear and recognizable facial features, like that, suddenly ran into her heart.

……

The occasional voice sounded in his ears. Ye Zhiqiu opened his eyes and found himself lying in a neat ward.

Compared with the ward where I lived before, the equipment here seems to be better.

There is a needle on the back of the left hand, hanging drops.

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head and looked at the door. Through the glass window on the door, she saw a dark brown figure, tall and straight. She had guessed that Huo Zhongxiao was standing outside the door talking to the doctor. She silently looked at his figure and couldn't move her eyes for a moment.

She couldn't help thinking of the dream she had.

When Huo Zhongxiao finished talking with the doctor and turned to open the door, ye Zhiqiu quickly closed his eyes and pulled the quilt up.

She heard the twisting of the doorknob, and soon the door was gently closed again.

Huo Zhongxiao had come to the side of * without any other indication. After standing for five or fifteen minutes, ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of the chair dragging, and then Huo Zhongxiao's voice: "wake up?"

His tone is very firm. Ye Zhiqiu knows that he can't pretend. He pulls open the quilt and rubs his eyes as if he had just woke up: "little uncle..."

"HMM." Huo Zhongxiao answered solemnly. The black coat was at the end of the * and he only wore a shirt: "what's wrong with his body?"

Reminded by him, ye Zhiqiu had pain in many places, including the wound of abdominal appendicitis, and the movement of her toes on her two feet. She realized that her feet were wrapped with gauze and other things. She also found that several of her fingers were wrapped with band aids.

"You can't get out of bed casually these two days. Pay attention to the wound on your abdomen." Huo Zhongxiao suddenly told him.

Ye Zhiqiu whispered and didn't raise her head. I don't know if it was because of the dream. She was a little uncomfortable in the face of Huo Zhongxiao. Suddenly she didn't know what expression to use to face him. He sat there and didn't speak again. Her fingers curled up and pinched the quilt, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

"Why doesn't the little girl talk?"

Ye Zhiqiu never heard him tease himself like this. He looked up at him in surprise. After seeing the smile in his eyes, his cheeks were hot with the roots of his ears. Looking left and right, he just refused to fall on him. His fingers were clenched by the corner: "his mouth is a little thirsty, so he doesn't want to talk..."

She spoke more and more softly. She was vague about the last few words, and she didn't know whether he heard it clearly.

What happened in the afternoon kept in mind. When Zhang Ningning dragged away, she got out of bed and closed the door. Her first reaction was to call Huo Zhongxiao. It seemed that in her consciousness, the only thing worthy of her trust at present was the little uncle

Ye Zhiqiu secretly glanced at Huo Zhongxiao and saw him looking down at his mobile phone. She looked around and inadvertently asked, "where's Qin Shisheng?"

"It's late now. Let him go to the hotel first."

Huo Zhongxiao looked up from his mobile phone and saw a playful expression on her face.

Ye Zhiqiu always felt that his eyes seemed different from those in the past, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Thinking of the trouble she had made in the hospital, she was worried and looked at Huo Zhongxiao with some uneasiness: "little uncle, am I making trouble for you again?"

If she remembered correctly, Yan Yu's grandmother said she asked the nanny to call the police

"It's not a big problem, you don't have to worry," he said.

Ye Zhiqiu lowered her head and said softly, "I'm sorry -"

Huo Zhongxiao didn't expect her to apologize. He was a little stunned. A faint smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes: "children know that it's good to say sorry."

Ye Zhiqiu's face was hotter and his mouth muttered, "you're not very old. You talk like an old man..."

"Compared with the children now, I am really old."

His sitting posture was very idle, his folded hands resting on his knees at random. He said: "I only know Stephen Chow's old man. You can't ask him too much."

“……”

After a while, ye Zhiqiu slowly said, "did I scare you this afternoon?"

"What do you mean?"

"I... I've seen a lot of psychologists in Vancouver before." she said, looking at Huo Zhongxiao, she saw that he looked as usual and bit his inner lip. It was difficult to say: "my father found it, but morsen said I've recovered, and I haven't taken medicine for a long time, but I don't know how it happened again yesterday..."

She tried to tell him that she was not a psychopath, but sadly found that she couldn't organize words to convince him.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't speak or move. He just looked at her. His eyes were very deep.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly wanted to cry, but she told herself not to cry. Crying is the embodiment of the weak and will only annoy others. She just lowered her eyelids and habitually pulled her fingernails.

There was a slight sigh in my ear.

Huo Zhongxiao got up, stood condescending by the bed and touched her head.