safe in distress

It was getting dark very early tonight, and Qiao An stayed at home dryly for a whole day before slowly recovering.

He rushed back from the high-speed train early in the morning, rushed to the company to ask for leave, and went back to his residence after tossing around.

Seriously speaking, he hadn't eaten seriously all day. Joan was upset and didn't feel hungry before. After spending so long, his stomach was empty and he finally started to lose his temper.He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't have the strength to move. What happened last night exceeded his expectations. After the absurdity, he couldn't bear it either mentally or physically.

It was only then that Joan realized that he was no longer the person who could fool around at such a young age. The events of these years had caused his body and bones to suffer a lot, and he didn't know how to recuperate to recover.

Qiao An's head was in a daze, and she couldn't help thinking wildly, whether he would be short-lived and die very early, and he couldn't even secretly accompany Mr. Li.

Joan felt that her heart was like a piece of paper, soaked in water, and crumpled bit by bit.

He was afraid and worried that if he really died, would Mr. Li feel a little sad.

Joan doesn't know, but he really wants to know.

His head swelled up and down, like a drill bit spinning in his temple, but his whole body was hot, so hot that he had no strength. Joan felt that he might have stepped on a cloud, and he got up with deep feet and shallow feet. I didn't even have the strength to sink into the mattress.

"I'm so tired...Mr. Xiong." He climbed onto the bed and wanted to hug Mr. Xiong, but found time, "Mr. Xiong?"

He was in a mess, Mr. Xiong had never left his side these years, and suddenly he couldn't find it, which made his already tight heart hurt even more.

He endured the pain in his head and tried his best to think back. He vaguely remembered that Mr. Xiong was still staying by the pillow before last night, why...

Qiao An suddenly got stuck. He knew that Mr. Xiong could only have been accidentally left in yesterday's hotel by him.

Can't he even stay with Mr. Xiong?

Joan's heart was sour all of a sudden, he was really useless.

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Li Shuyang didn't expect that Qiao An's place was so close to his home.

It's just across from his community, with only one street in between.

How hateful do you think this person is.

After they separated, they never contacted him again, swallowed no matter how much hardship he suffered, and tossed his delicate and delicate young master body until he had no flesh.

They said goodbye, and they were reluctant to say a word of softness. They treated themselves with a businesslike appearance, and the defensive walls were high and firm.

Finally got a chance to get back together, this person became even more powerful, he ran away without saying a word, frightened him by pretending that he didn't want a job, he was so scared that he didn't dare to go home, he came to find someone even if he couldn't put his luggage, I'm afraid that if one doesn't pay attention, the coward will slip away again.

They have been separated for so long, how much time can be wasted.

Thinking so, Li Shuyang stood still at the door, stretched out his hand, and rang the doorbell.

Wanting to awaken someone's dormant love.