While this step stopped, the girl's voice, which was covered very tightly, sounded deep and repressed from the quilt.

However, when Yun Xiao heard this, her handsome eyebrows raised with increasing interest: "Then if you are going to stay on my bed and not get up, how can I let you go?"

Yun Xiao's faint laughter fell slowly, and the thick quilt was quickly removed by Tang Yating. She jumped down from the bed in one stride, and then stared at Yun Xiao with a cold look in her eyes, as if

He looked angry.

"Who is relying on your bed? I don't know if this bed was originally used by a nanny or servant in your family. You brought it to me!"

He was slightly displeased by Tang Yating's rebuttal, but Yun Xiao did not get angry too much or vent his dissatisfaction. He glanced casually across the guest room, and a meaningful look passed between his eyebrows.

Feeling the sensation, he then slowly placed the medicine and hot water in his hand on the bedside table with a slightly strange look on his face.

"Don't mention it, this guest room does seem to be for the nanny. But...but I remember that when I first met Qingyi, she slept in this bed when she stayed at my house. And after that

This room has never been occupied by a nanny again."

"Well, you said? Qingyi lived in your house? And slept in the bed behind me?"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Tang Yating's pretty face. She didn't expect that her casual words would involve Liu Qingyi for no reason.

In Tang Yating's heart, although she didn't have much affection for Yun Xiao, she always regarded Qingyi as her most sincere good friend. Every time the latter helped her, he did it sincerely and without asking for anything.

Yes, Tang Yating has seen all this and remembered it in her heart.

Therefore, when Yun Xiao mentioned Qingyi, her attitude could not help but slow down slightly.

"Yeah, what's wrong? I think your relationship with her is okay. Why, you even dislike the bed she slept on?"

Seemingly seeing the slight softening change on the pretty face of the girl in white, Yun Xiao's handsome lips gently lifted, he lowered his head and looked at her again, his tone of voice was solicitous and he whispered comfort: "Whatever you want

If you don't want to stay, you should listen to me first and take the medicine. These cold medicines are very effective. Even if you don't have a cold, you should take it as a precaution."

Seeing Yun Xiao actually picking up the medicine bag that had been put aside again, and looking at her with a concerned tone, there was also a touch of warmth flowing in Tang Yating's eyes.

She pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, and finally looked deeply at Nalan Yunxiao. An inexplicable emotion flashed through her heart, making her couldn't help but nod slightly.

Looking at the quiet girl sitting down, he picked up the water glass he placed next to the table and took a sip. A faint smile gradually appeared on Yun Xiao's face. Finally, he grinned and sat down next to Tang Yating.

, opened the medicine bag still in his hand, took out a box of cold medicine and handed it to the other party.

"Be careful of water scalding. Here, I'll give you some medicine. Just take two pills of this."

Tang Yating's flawless and delicate face looked extremely pink and tender under the light of the goose-yellow stage lights in front of her. She lowered her eyes slightly and did not look back at Yun Xiao, but quickly reached out to take the medicine handed by him.

, he took two pills and stuffed them into the mouth of the sandalwood, then held the water glass with both hands, slowly raised his head, and covered half of his face.

In the warm room, the relaxed atmosphere quietly overflowed. The boys and girls sat side by side beside the bed, keeping silent to each other. Their hearts seemed to be slightly relieved and nostalgic because of this rare peaceful atmosphere.

The night was getting darker, and the rain that had been falling continuously outside finally began to gradually lighten up.

The slanting wind carries the salty smell of sea water, still flowing chaotically in the air. Outside the Mo family villa in the modern city, a dark and silent environment is being invaded by a light from far to near.

The car lights turned on and the familiar sound of the engine starting came.

When a blood-red Porsche drove through the winding road between villas and parked on the side of the road, Mo Qingfeng's handsome and tall figure also appeared under the dim light of the street lights.

Mo Qingfeng walked out of the car and just walked to the back seat of the car to wake up his grandma Huang Yun. When he was about to lean down to help her, his brows suddenly wrinkled and his movements froze slightly. Because he clearly heard what was happening in the rain. The familiar sound of footsteps coming through puddles.

"Why did you come back so late? Did something happen?"

Mo Shaotian's solemn and somewhat dignified words of surprise slowly reached Mo Qingfeng's ears.

The latter raised his head, turned around and nodded helplessly at his father, but did not take the initiative to say anything first, as if he was not ready yet.

Instead, she sat in the back seat of the car and fell asleep all the way. Huang Yun, who was finally awakened just now, moved her body with some difficulty and slowly walked out of the car, with wrinkles on her old face.

She glanced at Mo Qingfeng and then moved away, turning to stare at Mo Shaotian. Her tone was low: "Qingyu is injured. She is in the hospital now. Ruxin is taking care of her."

"Injured? What happened? Mom, please explain clearly."

When Mo Shaotian heard the words, he quickly stepped forward and supported Huang Yun, who was leaning forward slightly. His sad face, which was also slightly tired, became darker at this moment. He looked at Mo Qingfeng's complex and changing expression. He looked like he was about to speak, but finally turned back and continued to ask his mother.

"I don't know the specific situation. I just heard from the doctor that Qingyu was hit hard on the back with a blunt object. When Qingfeng and I found out, she had already been sent to the emergency room and is still in the hospital for observation. Period. So there is no result yet as to the extent of the injury."

"No, I have to go to the hospital for a checkup! Qingfeng, help grandma go into the room first."

Hearing his mother's completely unclear explanation, Mo Shaotian's mind froze, and his mood became even more anxious. At the moment, he didn't care to wait for the old man and the young man in front of him to say anything, and turned around to give Mo Qingfeng instructions. After saying this, he quickly ran towards the parking garage of the villa.

Mo Qingfeng looked at the back of his father leaving in a hurry, and moved forward quickly, as if he wanted to stop him from saying something, but Huang Yun beside him reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Just let your dad go. You come into the house with me. Grandma has something to ask you."

Looking at Huang Yun's turbid eyes looking at him with a slightly serious expression, Mo Qingfeng felt something was wrong. He remembered what he had promised Tang Yating just now, and immediately waved his hands to politely refuse: "Grandma Ah, but I need to wait a moment..."

"What! You still want to go out?!"

Huang Yun's originally serious expression suddenly turned solemn at this moment, and her wrinkled face even showed a hint of anger. There was an unmistakable look in her eyes, which made Mo Qingfeng feel a little nervous.

Looking through the drizzle and mist, Mo Qingfeng turned to look in a direction beyond the road behind him. Mo Qingfeng's expression fluctuated slightly, and after being dazed for a while, he finally lowered his eyes slightly and shook his head slowly...

…

When Huang Yun saw this, she looked at her grandson with a strange expression. She pursed her dry lips slightly, thinking about something. When Mo Qingfeng turned around, she turned her eyes away from the latter's expression.

He moved away with a slightly disappointed face, turned around slowly and moved towards the door of the villa. Seeing this, Mo Qingfeng beside him quickly stepped forward to support him.

The door creaked shut, and as the soft light in the house was completely cut off by the door, the two figures of the young and old, each with different thoughts, disappeared at the end of the bluestone path in front of the villa.

Santa Fe Beachside Modern City, Liu Family Villa.

"Okay, now that you've decided, let's do it. The weather has started to get colder recently, so remember to add two pieces of clothing."

Liu Cen's voice with some concern came slowly from the study room on the second floor of the villa. At this moment, he was holding his cell phone in one hand, but still holding a pen in the other hand, looking at something on the desk.

There was a big stack of documents, and his thick eyebrows looked slightly wrinkled.

"Well, I know, you should go to bed early and don't be too busy."

The girl's soft, sheep-like voice came from the other end of the phone. It was Liu Qingyi's voice, but her delicate tone was slightly tired.

As if she guessed what her father was doing, after nodding slightly, she couldn't help but think of a reminder.

"Dad knows, so have you. You've been busy all day, right? Originally, dad wanted to ask you how you got used to going to Fes for an internship today. Let's forget it for now."

A faint curiosity flashed between Liu Cen's brows, but he obviously heard something strange in Qingyi's voice. Even if he didn't ask any more questions, he shook his head, hung up the phone, and continued to sort out.

Looking at the many documents in front of him.

Liu Qingyi sat on the bed, her back resting lightly on the soft pillow. Beside him, Murong Lei was staring at her with a strange look, his eyes slightly lowered, slightly dull, until the former put down the phone completely.

, just then he slowly opened his mouth and smiled.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

"Huh?" Liu Qingyi's eyes flickered and she was slightly confused. However, Murong Lei's sudden question next to her made her hastily turn her head and look at her with a solemn expression. A trace of sadness could not help appearing on her pretty face.

"I just don't want dad to be so busy all the time. I know that he must still be reviewing many teaching documents in the school. I can hear the sound of him flipping papers."

"Qing'er..."

Murong Lei's narrow eyes blinked slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes calmly looked at Liu Qingyi who looked slightly gloomy, she raised her hand and lightly brushed the slender green hair of the girl on her shoulders, and opened her mouth lightly, but for a moment

But I don't know what to say.

"Auntie, tell me, should I move back home? Should I accept Dad's decision and stop being so hostile to her? Because I can see that Dad really loves her very much.
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