In the evening, after Mingyao took a shower, she leaned on the bed and read a suspense novel.
Huo Yan has been staying in the study lately, working on something he doesn't know.
Halfway through the book, Mingyao had already guessed the ending. When she turned to the last page, it was exactly what she thought.
Feeling dull inside, Mingyao closed the book and put it back on the bedside table.
Yawning and feeling sleepy, Mingyao turned off the bedroom light and turned on only the bedside table lamp, lying on the pillow and gradually fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, she heard the bedroom door being pushed open, footsteps coming, the mattress sagging, someone kissed her gently on the cheek, and then turned off the desk lamp.
Mingyao turned over and held the cool hand of the man next to her.
In a daze, Mingyao seemed to hear some movement coming from downstairs, and the sound was quite loud.
She was startled, opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.
A hand touched her hair.
Huo Yan turned on the bedside lamp with a 'pop' sound and comforted her with a warm voice.
"I'll go down and take a look, don't be afraid."
"Don't." Mingyao pulled his sleeve.
He took out his cell phone from under the pillow and called up the surveillance downstairs.
The surveillance video showed a tall man lying on his back on the sofa in the living room, with his arms on his forehead and one leg bent on the sofa.
It looks like Huo Xiao.
Mingyao pursed her lips, a little speechless.
What are you doing in the middle of the night? It's disturbing the people.
He rubbed his eyes and yawned.
When Mingyao was about to lie down and continue sleeping, she heard Huo Yan whispering to her.
"Yao Yao, go and see your elder brother. He must be drunk."
"ah?"
Mingyao frowned slightly, resisting instinctively, "No need..."
Huo Yan asked with a smile in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"I..." Mingyao felt sleepy and yawned. There was some water in her almond eyes, and she unknowingly spoke the truth.
"I'm a little afraid of him..."
"What are you afraid of?" Huo Yan said softly with his long eyelashes drooping, casting a dark shadow.
"Actually, eldest brother cares about you very much..."
"How is it possible? He is so cruel..." the woman complained softly.
Huo Yan's knuckled hands gently combed her long hair, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and whispered into her ear.
"Go and take a look. Brother is actually very stressed, but he just doesn't show it..."
"Besides, it's very uncomfortable to be drunk. Please help him make some sobering soup..."
His voice was very soft, as if he was near his ears, but also seemed to be coming from a far away place.
Mingyao blinked and looked up at him.
The light was dim, only illuminating the lower half of Huo Yan's face. His eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows of his hair, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
Mingyao felt a little weird in her heart, but she was sleepy now and couldn't concentrate on thinking, so she instinctively nodded according to his instructions.
"good......"
After getting out of bed and putting on slippers, Mingyao walked to the door and looked back.
Huo Yan was half-leaning on the bedside and looking at her, his eyes dark and gloomy. There seemed to be a smile on his face, but it didn't seem like there was one.
…
"Tata."
"Tata."
Mingyao walked downstairs softly, and the faint moonlight shone brightly in the house.
She found that Huo Xiao had already sat up from the sofa, with his shirt half unbuttoned at the collar and a cigarette in his hand, a little scarlet burning brightly.
'Snapped. '
Mingyao turned on the light, the light was bright, and she squinted her eyes for a while before adapting to the light.
Huo Xiao leaned his head on the sofa, his hair hanging down in front of his forehead, his cheeks lightly red, his eyelids half-closed, looking at her faintly.
Mingyao swallowed unconsciously, unable to tell whether he was sober or drunk.
"Brother...?"
"Yeah." He responded solemnly.
"..."
Mingyao didn't know how to deal with the scene in front of her.
Thinking of Huo Yan's words, he picked up the cup, poured a glass of water, and mixed some honey into it. After stirring well, he placed the cup on the coffee table in front of Huo Xiao.
"Brother... drink some honey water to wake up." Mingyao said softly.
The man leaned on the sofa and did not respond.
"...brother?"
The man finally stood up, crushed the cigarette butt, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Dang." The empty glass was placed on the table.
The man leaned back on the sofa again, closing his eyes and breathing heavily.
Mingyao now really wants to go back upstairs to sleep, but it seems unreasonable to let him lie on the sofa like this. If he catches a cold, he will have to rely on himself tomorrow.
Biting her lip, Mingyao pushed him gently.
"Brother, go sleep upstairs. It's cold here."
The man opened his eyes, his eyes were narrow and deep, and he stared at her silently for a while. Mingyao avoided his eyes and helped him up from the sofa.
"Well……"
The smell of alcohol mixed with a mint men's perfume hit her face. His arms were put on her shoulders, and his hot and heavy body pressed against her. Mingyao gritted her teeth and stood firm to support him.
Fortunately, there is an elevator, Mingyao complained in her mind while helping him enter the elevator.
When the door closed, through the reflection in the mirror, Mingyao realized that her face had turned red.
The man's head hung to his side, his hair fell on his eyebrows, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. The hot breath was spraying on the side of his neck. Mingyao felt uncomfortable all over, and it seemed that he could hear the sound of his heartbeat.
The elevator door dinged open.
Mingyao used all her strength to drag him back to his room. The man lay on his back on the bed, his lips and teeth slightly open, and he was breathing heavily. Mingyao pulled off his leather shoes, shook off the quilt and covered him haphazardly.
There was already a thin layer of sweat on her head. Mingyao took a few breaths, stroked her chest, and left the room.
With a bang, the door closed, leaving only a room of silence.
The man lying on the bed opened his eyes, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, and closed his eyes for a long time.
It's dawn the next day.
When Huo Xiao woke up, he still felt a tingling sensation in his head.
Thinking about being drunk last night due to socializing, she told the driver the wrong destination in the car and returned to her brother and her home.
Fortunately, I still have some consciousness and didn't do anything...
He left home before Mingyao and Huo Yan got up.
Immediately, he went on a business trip from the company and came back three days later.
Huo Xiao looked slightly tired and walked towards his office while listening to his secretary talk about today's schedule.
A severe pain suddenly came from his chest, as if there were countless sharp thorns piercing his heart. It was an unprecedented feeling. Huo Xiao's face was distorted, and he knelt on one knee with a 'thud' sound.
"Mr. Huo?!"
"Mr. Huo!"
The people around were shocked and gathered around.
Huo Xiao felt numb all over his body, as if there was a big hole in his chest. He put one hand on the ground and even his breathing stopped for a moment.
"Buzz——"
The chaotic sounds in my ears have faded away, and I can only hear the sound of my cell phone ringing.
Huo Xiao's face turned pale, and he took out his mobile phone from his arms with trembling fingers.
"……Hello?"
