The stalemate in the lounge lasted for about half a minute, and he smoked half a cigarette.
"Get dressed and let Song Heng take you back."
Mu Ning sat up holding the quilt, glanced at the scattered clothes, and scoffed, "Where did the clothes come from? You tore them all."
Gu Zhiyin also glanced at the pile of rags on the ground, "Tear them up and buy new ones for you. You wear mine first."
He gave her his shirt.
Mu Ning threw his clothes aside in disgust, "I don't want to wear them."
The man looked at her in silence, got up and walked to the closet, took out a new shirt, walked to the big bed, chewed on a cigarette, put one knee on the bed to put it on her.
"Didn't you hear? I said I didn't wear it." Mu Ning pushed his hand away and hid behind him.
"Want to go out naked?"
He stretched out his hand to pull her over, looked at her sullen little face, lowered his eyes, put it into the sleeve of her glove, and said in a mute voice, "This new one doesn't smell like other women."
This man actually knew what she was worried about.
Mu Ning hummed, turned her face away, and let him help her tie the buttons one by one.
The man's shirt was so big and long that it almost reached her knees.
Mu Ning got off the bed barefoot, "If I go out wearing your clothes and someone in the company sees it, won't they suspect that we are having an affair?"
"You are talking more and more boldly now, but I like it."
The man came behind her at some point, his hot and strong chest pressed against her back.
Mu Ning looked at his beautiful jawline coldly, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"We're leaving anyway, so why do you mind." The man ruffled her hair, his voice a little hoarse from the smoke.
Mu Ning suddenly felt a little cold on his neck. He took out a necklace from somewhere and put it on her neck.
He moved so quickly that Mu Ning didn't have a chance to refuse.
It's not the one Mu Ning took off before. It's a very simple clavicle chain with the word "Ning" engraved on the ruby heart-shaped pendant.
"When did you buy it?"
"forget."
Mu Ning knew as soon as she heard this that the man was lying. She had seen this ruby at an auction. It was worth 100 million. It was the only one in the world. How could he not remember it.
"It's so valuable, I can't accept it."
"Wear it." The man tidied her hair.
"But if I lose it, if you want to take it back again, I can't even afford to pay for it if you sell it."
"If I give it to you, it's yours. If you lose it, buy another one." He turned around and went to get dressed.
Mu Ning rubbed the pendant with his fingers and laughed, "Uncle Gu is afraid that one day I will be desperate outside. With this gem as a guarantee, I won't starve to death?"
He didn't think so.
At that time, he would buy this necklace purely because of its meaning.
The Love of My Life.
"I'm going back." Mu Ning put on his windbreaker and looked at him with wet eyes and said, "I want to stay at Lu Xinting's house for a few days, is that okay?"
"If I don't let you, why don't you go?"
"of course not."
Gu Zhiyin said nothing, pressed her head and kissed her fiercely.
He didn't let go until her lips were red and swollen, filled with his breath.
Before leaving, Mu Ning said: "Uncle Gu, work hard, rest well, and take good care of yourself."
…
Mu Ning went home, packed everything he wanted to take away, and carried a big box downstairs.
Zhang Ma saw her and went up to her in surprise, "Miss Mu, where are you going?"
"I'm going to stay at a friend's house for a few days."
"Does Mr. Gu know?"
Mu Ning sat in the entrance hall and put on her shoes, "He knows."
"He agreed?"
Mu Ning nodded.
Zhang Ma found it incredible, "Miss Mu, you won't quarrel with Mr. Gu again, will you? Mr. Gu sometimes gets angry and says harsh words. Don't take it to heart. He is actually quite patient with you. I want to I miss him when you were a kid..."
"There's no quarrel, Zhang Ma, don't think too much."
After Mu Ning made it clear to Zhang Ma, she dragged her suitcase and wanted to take a taxi outside. Zhang Ma was worried and asked the driver to take her to Lu Zhai, but Mu Ning did not refuse.
After Mu Ning left, Zhang Ma was worried and called Gu Zhiyin.
After the call was connected, there was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. Zhang Ma guessed that he was probably out socializing, so she reported simply and clearly, "Master Gu, Miss Mu is gone."
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and the voice was a little hoarse, "I know."
That night, Gu Zhiyin did not go home.
He didn't go back for several days.
This is what Zhang Ma told Mu Ning. She complained on the phone that neither she nor Gu Zhiyin was going home. The house was deserted and there was no one to talk to. She also asked her when she would return.
Mu Ning didn't know where Gu Zhiyin went, so she subconsciously picked up her phone.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
…
Mu Ning had just come out of the shower, and Lu Xinting put on a facial mask and said, "Your cell phone rang several times. If you were so anxious to call at night, I guess it was your man, so I didn't answer the call for you."
Mu Ning picked up the phone. Before he could look at it, Song Heng's call came in.
"Miss Mu, Master Gu is sick."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Ning immediately got dressed and went out.
Lu Xinting grabbed her, "Is it Gu Zhiyin?"
Mu Ning nodded.
"Okay, then go ahead and pay attention to your safety."
Mu Ning took a taxi to the hospital.
At the door of the ward, Song Heng was talking to the doctor.
As he got closer, he heard: "I must advise Mr. Gu to have a good rest. Stay up late, drink alcohol, and work with high intensity. You must stop immediately. You must also take sleeping pills in an appropriate amount. How can you take medicine with wine? The more you take, the more people will..." I have to send him away..."
Mu Ning suddenly felt that his legs were weak and he was a little dizzy.
I wonder if it was because I left too quickly just now.
There were still many people in the hospital elevator at night, so she climbed the stairs.
Song Heng saw her and interrupted the doctor, "Miss Mu, you are here."
Mu Ning nodded, "Is he inside?"
"exist."
"how is he?"
Song Heng said truthfully: "Still unconscious."
The doctor noticed that her face looked ugly and said, "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mu Ning's face turned pale, and he pursed his white lips, "I'm fine."
After saying that, he opened the door and went in.
The doctor looked at her in surprise, but Song Heng said nothing.
He knew that Mr. Gu and Miss Mu had some conflicts recently, otherwise Mr. Gu wouldn't be able to live in the company and refuse to go back.
Although he has no right to interfere, if Miss Mu doesn't come, Mr. Gu might not cooperate if he wakes up.
…
After Mu Ning entered, he closed the door behind him.
The ward was very quiet. He lay quietly on the bed, even his breathing became imperceptible.
If the detector hadn't still made a sound, saying he was dead, she would have believed it.
She couldn't help but slow down her steps.
Slowly approaching, she saw the person on the bed.
His face is very narrow, with deep features and a pointed chin. He is originally fair and thin. After a few days, he has become as pale and thin as a withered bone. His whole body is sunken in the hospital bed, almost blending into the white sheets and quilts. .
I didn't tell him to eat well, why is he so disobedient?
Afraid of pressing him, Mu Ning did not dare to sit on the bed, so he moved a chair and sat down beside the bed.
She looked at his intravenous hand and wanted to put it under the quilt. As soon as she touched it, her fingertips were so cold that she shrank back.
Why are his hands so cold, like ice cubes.
Mu Ning looked up at the intravenous drip that had only been administered halfway, and there were three unused IV bags hanging next to it.
Why fight so many?
When will this happen?
His hands were so slender and slender that Mu Ning couldn't hold them with one hand, so he had to hold them with two hands.
She had just climbed the stairs, and her body felt warm, and her hot little palms conveyed warmth to him.
Mu Ning played with his fingers boredly.
She always thought Gu Zhiyin's hands were beautiful.
The fingertips were moist, clean, spotless, the joints and meridians were prominent, pale, and cold, with a faint smell of smoke remaining.
But his hands have done many scary things.
It was already one o'clock in the morning when the nurse came to remove Gu Zhiyin's needle, and Mu Ning fell asleep on the bed without realizing it.
"Um……"
In his daze, a low gasp came from his ears.
Mu Ning jumped up and sat up from the chair.
