Love is like melting

Chapter 330
The restaurant quickly released a light and delicious lunch. Huo Yimo didn't have a big appetite, and he put down the tableware after eating less than a third of it.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Xu Sizhe frowned.

Her appetite is smaller than before, no wonder she is so thin.

The nurse came and pushed her for a checkup.

Xu Sizhe waited outside, got the inspection report, confirmed that she was really fine, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

Huo Yimo, who was tossing around with inspections, was a little tired, Xu Sizhe told her to have a good rest, and he had to go back to the Finance Department, because there were still many things to deal with.

Not long after Xu Sizhe left, Huo Yimo, who was asleep, had a nightmare.

Her pale cheeks were soaked in cold sweat, her brows were frowning, and she kept talking in her sleep: "Don't...let me go...don't...brother...ah..."

Huo Yimo screamed and woke up.

Meimou blinked and stared at the white ceiling.

When the nurse heard the movement, she immediately opened the door and asked, "Miss Huo, what's wrong with you?"

Huo Yimo propped her hands on the bed, sat up, her dull eyes gradually became clear, and took a breath, "I'm fine."

After the nurse left, she caressed her left chest with her white fingers, and her heartbeat that lost frequency seemed to be suppressed by something, and the pain went to the bone.

"Brother, I miss you so much...I really miss you so much!"

Holding the arched legs, in the empty room, the fragility and helplessness in the black and white pupils are gradually revealed, and the dense mist slowly infiltrates the eyes.

Huo Yimo didn't have anyone in the ward, and went through the discharge procedures alone.

Knowing that, Lu Nanfeng and Shi Jiamu naturally went to Huo's house to scold them.

Huo Yimo wasn't angry at all. Looking at the angry Shi Jiamu, he narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink a glass of water before continuing?"

The fire in Shi Jiamu's stomach was extinguished by her like this, with nowhere to vent, he snatched the cup from her hand, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to die of anger sooner or later, but don't worry, I will strangle you before I die." !"

"Why me?" Huo Yimo's thin lips curled slightly, and his eyes swept towards Lu Nanfeng, expressing his intentions.

Shi Jiamu couldn't understand the meaning of her words, he snorted: "I just want to strangle you to death!"

Huo Yimo stopped talking, Lu Nanfeng looked calm, and finally said: "Sifeng, do you want to go back to Jincheng with me?"

Huo Yimo's expression was slightly startled, and she didn't speak for a while, as if she hadn't thought about it.

Shi Jiamu was in a hurry, "You both go back to Jincheng, what should I do? No, I want to go too!"

Lu Nanfeng's eyes were serious, and he looked at Shi Jiamu as if to blame, "Jiamu, don't make trouble!"

If Huo Yimo was willing to go back to Jincheng with him, maybe he wouldn't come back in the future.

"I'm not making trouble, I'm just going, you can't leave me alone!" Shi Jiamu said "you", but his eyes were fixed on Lu Nanfeng.

Huo Yimo turned the cup in her hand, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "I haven't figured it out yet."

What should I do in the future.

"Think about it carefully, and I'll wait for your answer." The eyes under the glasses were deep, holding back unknown emotions.

In the evening, Lu Nanfeng left shortly after dinner, while Shi Jiamu stayed to accompany her.

A dark light was on in the room, and it was as quiet as death. Huo Yimo closed his eyes and breathed lightly.

Shi Jiamu said abruptly: "Momo, will you go to Jincheng?"

She knew that Huo Yimo had a hard time falling asleep every night, so she must have not fallen asleep.

Huo Yimo slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Shi Jiamu who was looking at him with wide eyes, and said in a flat voice, "Don't worry, I won't go to Jincheng."

Shi Jiamu is her best friend, how could she not know what Jiamu is worried about.

The reason why he didn't reject Lu Nanfeng immediately at night was because he had taken too much care of him in the past two years, so he had to save some face no matter what.

Saying it is considered is just a rhetoric for delaying time.

Shi Jiamu looked at her, biting his lips as if thinking about something, for a long time, he murmured softly: "Actually, I know he doesn't like me, it's because I've been stalking me; if it wasn't because of you, he would have loved me a long time ago." Impatient."

A year and a half ago, Huo Yimo's face was restored successfully, and Shi Jiamu was the first person to contact him.

Shi Jiamu secretly went to Jincheng to meet Huo Yimo, and at the same time he got to know Lu Nanfeng, and said jokingly: "Your name is Lu Nanfeng, I'm Shi Jiamu, Nanyou Jiamu, what do you think we are Is it a coincidence, or a coincidence, or a coincidence?"

At that time, Lu Nanfeng just smiled politely and didn't answer.

From Shi Jiamu's point of view, Lu Nanfeng is different. She grew up in the military area since she was a child, and she has been in contact with the second generation of the army, army ruffians, with a flamboyant personality. No one looks like a gentle scum like Lu Nanfeng!
The deeper the contact, the more I think he is a gentle scum!
Because he is a psychiatrist, he wears glasses. The thin lenses cover his sharp eyes that can penetrate people's hearts, and hide his emotions from being explored by others.

Even Shi Jiamu himself couldn't tell what he liked about Lu Nanfeng, maybe he just held his breath, the more calm and composed he was, the more she wanted to tear off his skin, to see if he was not calm or composed. Exactly what it looks like.

Is there anything in this world that can make him lose control and show his emotions?

Later, Shi Jiamu understood that he did, but the loss of control and emotional leakage had nothing to do with him, but belonged to his best friend Huo Yimo.

But she was not sure what kind of affection Lu Nanfeng had for Huo Yimo.

Sometimes I just feel that the doctor cares about the patient, and sometimes I feel that he cares about Huo Yimo more than the doctor cares about the patient!

Lu Nanfeng was a difficult person to understand, at least Shi Jiamu couldn't figure out his thoughts at all, maybe it was because of this that it was more difficult for her to let go.

Huo Yimo stroked Shi Jiamu's hair with a calm voice, "Don't think about it. Nanfeng is my doctor and my friend, but you are more important than anything else."

Looking at her clear and sincere eyes, Shi Jiamu couldn't help laughing.

No matter what Huo Yimo becomes, she always believes that the friendship between Huo Yimo and herself will not change, never will.

"good night."

"Good night, dear."

The villa was quiet, immersed in the night, and there was a car parked on the side of the road outside the villa, the window was half down, and the people sitting in the back seat were watching the dim light behind the curtains from a distance.

The quiet facial features are bathed in darkness, and the emotions are hidden and impossible to explore.

Fu Qing, who was driving, couldn't help but say, "Minister..." Is this the rhythm of staying here overnight?

The back seat was silent for a long time, and when the voice came back, it was indifferent, "You find someone to find out where my mother went and who she met during that time two years ago."

Fu Qing heard the meaning of his words, she was startled, she couldn't believe it: "Minister, you doubt Mrs. Lu..."

How can this be?

Xu Sizhe didn't speak, but looked not far away, feeling uneasy.

Even though Lu Xuan admitted that what happened two years ago had nothing to do with her, but if he didn't find out clearly, he would feel uneasy.

Huo Yimo recuperated at home for two or three days, and her body and spirit had almost recovered. Shi Jiamu and Cheng Mu were the follow-up of the car accident, so there was nothing for her to worry about.

Cheng Mu booked a restaurant and asked her to have dinner.

Thinking back to Yancheng, I haven't formally met with Cheng Mu, so she should invite her to this dinner.

Cheng Mu personally drove to pick her up, Huo Yimo changed clothes and went downstairs, wearing a long pink dress, her curly hair casually draped over her fragrant shoulders, stepped on high heels Shi Shi ran down, Cheng Mu's eyes couldn't help but look amazed.

"Miss Beauty, do I have the honor to invite you to dinner?" When Huo Yimo approached, he stretched out his palm.

(End of this chapter)