Hearing someone pushing the door in, she quickly put on her mask and went out to the next floor to clean.

By 3 o'clock, Tang Wenyang didn't know how many layers she had achieved. The tenacity she may have developed from urination supported her not to give up. When she really felt that she couldn't pass, she would comfort herself. The difficulties would always pass, as long as she insisted.

8 p.m.

Luo Jun had a meeting in the afternoon. After the meeting, he came out. It was already more than 4 o'clock. After looking for a circle on the computer, he didn't see Tang Nuanyang. I think he can't stick to it. He hid in another place to have a rest.

After work, I thought she was home. After thinking about it, I pushed her to a date, turned off her car and drove home. It's more interesting to go home and ask questions than to eat and sleep with a woman.

When she got home, she didn't come back.

At 10 o'clock, he stood in front of the window and looked out. Did she know he would trouble her, so she was afraid to come back?!

It's impossible. Tang Nuanyang is not a coward. She is happy to fight with him. She is the strongest woman he has ever seen. She's afraid she hasn't appeared in her dictionary. He hesitates repeatedly. He still drives to the company to have a look.

Looking up from floor to floor, in hot weather, it's stuffy and smelly not to turn on the air conditioner in the bathroom. He was sweating less than the third floor. He took off his coat, took off his tie and rolled up his sleeves. He continued to look up. What is self sin and can't live? This sentence can only be realized.

When he found about the 20th floor, his hair was wet and his clothes were stuck on his body. He was very uncomfortable. When he saw the safety passage and the door was half closed, he accelerated his steps and ran in. He saw a figure in a blue cleaning suit lying down in the stairwell.

"Tang Wenyang" mentioned his heart in the air. He ran down quickly, ran up her and patted her face. He didn't wake up. The second cry of "Wenyang" was both gentle and heartache.

In the hospital.

From time to time, nurses will peek at the beautiful man sitting outside the emergency room. His white shirt and collar are greatly open. He is elegant and wild. His charming eyes, even if they are cold now, are still charming and addictive, willing to die.

The door of the emergency room opened. Luo Juntian immediately stood up and greeted him. "How's she?"

"Heatstroke. Although it's not a serious disease, it will kill people if it is sent too late. Pay attention to it next time. Now people are all right and will be sent to the ward later.".

"OK, thank you!" Luo Juntian thanked the doctor politely, relieved.

In the ward, the oxygen bottle made a fluttering sound. Tang Nuanyang lay quietly in bed, like a white pear flower. Her face was calm. There were drops on her wrist, and the cold liquid medicine flowed into her veins.

Luo Juntian sat on the bed, his arms slowly lifted up, his fingertips fell on the place where her cheeks were blue, and he paused for a minute. Finally, he didn't fall, but took back his hand.

In his sleep, Tang Nuanyang suddenly frowned and looked sad. He murmured, "Dad, don't die, take me with you, Dad, please take me with you, take me with you."

She kept repeating those words, and her tears couldn't stop falling. It can be seen what a tragic dream it was.

Luo Juntian looked at her face in surprise. His throat was blocked. His green eyes flickered and trembled. He didn't know what to do.

They are like a community. When one side is strong, the other will follow. When one side loses direction, the other will also lose direction.

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