A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

Ye Wutian asked suspiciously: "Staying in a hotel, what's the matter?"

"You killed that bald head just now. If you go to stay in the hotel again, the police will definitely find you soon. Or, why don't you go to my house to avoid it." Xiaohui lowered her head, showing shame suggested.

Although Ye Wutian was not afraid of the police, if the other party really came to him, trouble would be inevitable.Besides, how could Ye Wutian refuse the invitation of such a beautiful woman to go to her house.

"Well, you lead the way." Ye Wutian readily agreed.

"Well, you come with me." Xiaohui said and looked around cautiously, seeing that no one was paying attention, she immediately walked towards a street with few people, Ye Wutian followed behind.

After rushing through a few streets, Xiaohui led Ye Wutian into a secluded alley, and then her pace slowed down a bit.

Ye Wutian followed behind and asked casually: "I'm a murderer, aren't you afraid of being implicated?"

"Anyway, you got into this kind of trouble because of me, how can I sit idly by?" Xiaohui replied, then turned her head to look at Ye Wutian, seeing his calm appearance, so Suspiciously said: "I see that you are so powerful, are you a special soldier? Or a plainclothes policeman? Since you dare to kill people blatantly, there should be a way to get away? Am I meddling a bit?"

Ye Wutian smiled "puchi" and said, "Do you think this is a police movie?"

"Anyway, I always feel that you are not an ordinary person." Xiaohui said affirmatively.

Ye Wutian smiled without saying a word.

The two walked quietly for a while, and Xiaohui asked casually, "Why did you ask me to sing that Yimihua song again?"

"Because you were almost finished singing when I came here, and you still feel a little unsatisfied, so I want to savor it carefully from beginning to end." Ye Wutian replied.

"Can you understand this song?" Xiaohui looked at Ye Wutian expectantly.

"I don't know if I understand this song, but at least, from this song, I understand you." Ye Wutian said seriously. From that song, he could hear that the girl in front of me is Like Yimihua, make unremitting efforts to bloom that beauty once.

After hearing Ye Wutian's words, Xiaohui's eyes trembled, and her face was full of that kind of touched expression.

And Ye Wutian continued: "But you are different from Yimihua, even if you haven't bloomed, you are still beautiful and outstanding."

Xiaohui blushed and lowered her head, a faint smile filled the corner of her mouth.

The two walked and chatted, and after a long time came to a secluded area, where there were no loud sirens, no colorful neon lights, and no bustling downtown area, only old houses and narrow, dark alleys. Compared with the downtown area, it seems to be a sky and a ground.

After walking through the dark alleys for a long time, Xiaohui finally stopped in front of an old private house.

Looking back, seeing Ye Wutian looking at the house, Xiaohui explained with some shame: "The houses in the city are expensive, I can't afford to rent them, so I can only rent them here."

"Although the house doesn't look too gorgeous, it's quiet and suitable for living." Ye Wutian said casually.

Xiaohui let out a "hmm", then took out the key and opened the door.

There is a step in the door, and Xiaohui takes the lead to go upstairs.

Residential houses for rent like this generally have five or six floors, each floor is divided into several rooms, there are two rooms and one living room, one room and one living room, and there are also single rooms. Of course, the rooms are not very large.

Xiaohui walked to the door of room [-], took out the key to open the door, and invited Ye Wutian to go in.

This is a single room with a kitchen and bathroom. The kitchen and bathroom are small, and the room is naturally not big. The entire space is almost completely occupied by bed cabinets, tables and chairs.

"The room is a bit small, you don't mind." Xiao Hui said a little embarrassedly.

Ye Wutian glanced at the room and said: "Why, although it's a bit crowded, it looks quite neat."

Xiaohui closed the door, walked into the room, took off the guitar from her shoulders, and carefully placed it in a corner of the room. It was obvious that she cherished the guitar very much.

"You can sit wherever you want." Xiaohui greeted Ye Wutian, then picked up the electric kettle and walked towards the kitchen.

Ye Wutian sat down on the only chair in the room. The chair was placed in front of the small table. The table was dark red with some peeling paint. On the table were some simple cosmetics, a music score, and a A mirror and a picture frame.

The photo frame is the size of a palm, and on it is a group photo of Xiaohui and a middle-aged woman. The woman should be Xiaohui's mother, and both of them are smiling brightly.

At this time, Xiaohui walked over with a water bottle, seeing Ye Wuzai noticing the photo, she said, "This is my mother."

Ye Wutian nodded, and asked casually, "Do your parents live in the country?"

Xiaohui froze, put the kettle on the base, plugged it in, and said sadly: "My father died in a car accident when I was very young, and my mother brought me up alone. , but a few months ago my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and she is still lying in the hospital."

Ye Wutian was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Then is she okay now?"

Xiaohui shook her head and said, "When the cancer was detected, the cancer cells had already metastasized."

"Since your mother is hospitalized, you should be in urgent need of money, so why did you refuse my money before?" Ye Wutian asked in bewilderment.

Xiaohui smiled miserably, and said: "Because it's too late, the doctor said that there is no need for treatment." As she spoke, tears rolled down her eyes.

Seeing her sad appearance, Ye Wutian got up and hugged her into his arms, comfortingly said: "There is no unparalleled road, there must be a turning point."

Xiaohui buried her head in Ye Wutian's arms, and burst into tears, crying, and said: "In this world, my mother is the only relative I have. If she is gone, I don't know how to keep going." .”

It can be seen that her heart is actually very helpless and fragile, far from being as strong as Yimihua. Maybe she wrote this song just to encourage herself to live as strong as Yimihua.

After crying for a while, Xiao Hui gradually stopped crying, and left Ye Wutian's embrace, lowered her head, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Ye Wutian raised his hands to hold her face, and wiped away the tears on her face.

Xiaohui raised her eyes to look at Ye Wutian, and her eyes met.

From her eyes, Ye Wutian saw the emptiness and helplessness in her heart, saw her despair and helplessness.

Looking at each other for a long time, Ye Wutian gradually moved his face closer to her, Xiaohui did not dodge, but slowly closed her eyes, now is the time when she needs comfort most.

The moment the lips touch, the fire burns.

Ye Wutian kissed her fragrant lips affectionately, put his hands into her clothes, reached behind and untied her veil, then slowly moved to her chest, and climbed up to her soft jade peak.

Xiaohui breathed softly through her nose, enjoying Ye Wutian's gentle comfort to the fullest.

Unknowingly, the two came to the side of the bed and slowly fell on the bed. Ye Wutian took off his own clothes and her underwear.

The stream below her was already flooded, and Ye Wutian didn't have any ink marks, so he directly sent Ye Laoer into the wet cave.

Xiaohui didn't obstruct her at all, allowing Ye Wutian to enter her body.

In fact, Ye Wutian already knew that she was not good, although he didn't like to do this kind of thing with second-hand women, but the other's lovely and pitiful appearance made him unable to help but want to comfort her.

Xiaohui was panting heavily, her face was flushed, and she kept making delicate humming sounds. She enjoyed the tenderness this man gave her with all her heart, and seemed to have forgotten her sadness.

After a long time, Xiaohui's body twitched violently, enjoying the moment of comfort to the fullest, and finally collapsed limply on the bed, panting heavily, her face still flushed.

Ye Wutian pulled out the weak Ye Er Er, and lay down beside her.

Lying quietly for a while, Xiaohui said, "I did it willingly, and I won't let you take responsibility. Just take it as a reward for saving me." Although she said so, there was still a trace of expectation in her eyes. Hope, obviously, she expects this man to be responsible for her.

But Ye Wutian didn't say anything, it's not that he didn't see Xiaohui's expectation, but he planned to use another way to compensate her.

Seeing that Ye Wutian remained silent, the hope in Xiaohui's eyes turned into disappointment. After enjoying this joy, she became even more empty and helpless.

Ye Wutian hugged her into his arms, and said softly: "Sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."

Xiaohui lay in Ye Wutian's arms, her eyes were a little moist, she knew that this embrace could only give her warmth for one night.

She fell asleep unknowingly. Although there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she slept peacefully. Maybe she didn't want to miss this short-lived happiness.

In the early morning of the next day, the bright sunlight came in from the window and shone on Xiaohui's graceful body as white as jade.

Xiao Huiyouyou woke up, seeing the man beside her, she was satisfied for a while, and then sadness flashed in her eyes.

"You're awake." Ye Wutian looked at her.

Xiao Hui nodded.

"Then get up." Ye Wutian said.

Xiaohui hurriedly pressed Ye Wutian who was about to get up, and said: "No, let me lie down for a while."

Ye Wutian did not refuse.

Lying down for a while, Xiaohui slowly turned over and lay on Ye Wutian's body, raised her head to look at Ye Wutian, and said affectionately in a tone that was almost begging: "Let me be satisfied again."

Ye Wutian didn't say anything, he hugged her, kissed her lips, and entered her body.

Just like last night, Xiaohui was very devoted, maybe she wanted to use her tenderness to keep this man, or she just wanted to use this method to anesthetize herself and make herself forget all the pain.

The growth of Yimihua is very difficult, and they make unremitting efforts to bloom that beauty once.However, how many can persist until that brilliant moment.

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