Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Special care unit with spacious space.

There is also a sofa by the window.

Li Xingyuan sat on the sofa and dealt with some things that he had not dealt with in time during the day.

Outside the window, there is a steady autumn rain.

Zhou Yanqing left not long after.

Jones also wisely went outside.

In the ward, only Li Xingyuan and Hathaway were left.

"Xingyuan, if you feel bored, just go back. I'm fine." Hathaway said considerately.

"It's okay, you can rest." Li Xingyuan didn't even raise his head.

Things are done.

First website URL: https://

He clicked on Ye Zhimeng's WeChat account by mistake.

In the past, if she was not with him, she would ask every time she took off and landed.

But not this time.

Li Xingyuan felt a little sour.

Then he clicked on Ye Zhimeng's circle of friends.

The background of the circle of friends is a fluffy kitten.

Li Xingyuan has never seen it.

When did she have a cat?

Scroll down.

The latest one was from three hours ago.

It's Gongcheng, the streets with thick autumn clothes, and a cat rolling in the fallen leaves.

The accompanying text is: Happy kitten.

Below, everyone in the president's office responded.

"Mister Ye, I miss you."

Ye Zhimeng replied: Post #hug emoji#

Li Xingyuan: "..."

"Although, I want to see the beautiful sister take a selfie!"

Ye Zhimeng replied: "It's private~"

Li Xingyuan had a dark face.

Has Ye Zhimeng sent him a selfie?

No.

Then look down.

Someone else replied: "Make a wish to be reincarnated in the next life and be Ye Mi's kitten!"

Ye Zhimeng replied with a cat head.

After Li Xingyuan read it, he liked this circle of friends.

Exit and scroll down.

She posts less in her circle of friends.

The next one is from three months ago.

A small cake.

The text is: Another year old.

Li Xingyuan frowned subconsciously.

But he...can't remember the specific day.

Every year, he writes a check and lets her buy what she likes.

I don’t know if it’s because the cake was too small and too shabby.

Or something.

Li Xingyuan was a little irritable.

Next one.

It was issued at the end of April.

Nine pictures.

The gray sky, the canteen, the bluestone steps, the big bush of roses, a small alley, a small bench, intertwined hands, and an old photo.

In the last two pictures, the hands clasped together, one old and the other young, should belong to her and her grandmother.

In the old photos, there are two old people and a woman who looks somewhat similar to Ye Zhimeng.

There is also a little girl with an extremely cute smile, wearing a floral skirt and two pigtails.

This should be a family photo.

The accompanying text is.

"miss you."

Li Xingyuan frowned.

At this time of year...she should be going home to spend time with her grandma.

So, you are leaving your grandma and going back to Shanghai, so you are a little sad?

Li Xingyuan clicked on the comment.

Surprisingly, every one of Ye Zhimeng's friends and people from the CEO's office would leave comments and likes.

But in this case, no one showed up.

Just when he seemed to think of something.

Hathaway suddenly snorted.

Li Xingyuan looked up.

I saw Hathaway had already gotten up from the hospital bed.

"What's wrong?"

Li Xingyuan put away his phone.