Yi Siwei went to look for the property owner and called up the surveillance video of the apartment.A middle-aged man dressed as a worker entered the community and entered the downstairs code to enter the door.As long as you know a random owner, it is not difficult to know this.In the process of going upstairs, he answered a phone call, holding an outdated candy bar cell phone, probably a temporary phone that would be thrown away after being used a few times.
In this way, he came to the door of Yi Siwei's house, performed his actions accurately, and then left.
Yi Siwei watched the surveillance video of strangers jeopardizing the safety of his home many times.
The property administrator yelled to call the police, but he dissuaded him.He said it didn't matter, he didn't want to pursue it, and he was afraid of causing panic, and he directly said a convincing reason: "It was arranged by my ex-girlfriend."
Upon hearing the emotional dispute, the administrator immediately silenced, nodded thoughtfully, and stopped intervening.This is indeed the worst thing to be handed over to the police.
He called the company that changed the locks, and then went straight back to the hospital.
He swiped his ID and went upstairs from the elevator in the underground parking lot.It stands to reason that there is a special elevator to go to the VIP ward, but probably, Zhou Jingru and the others are going to find a doctor today, so they came here.Zhou Jingru is still on the team, with his secretary.His appearance is very decent, and he often wears business clothes, which is expected to be required by work.
He didn't greet Yi Siwei, and neither did his secretary.Zhou Jingru gave him a sideways glance.Yi Siwei didn't mind.Even if he was punched in the head by the patient's family, he wouldn't take it to heart, so he casually stepped aside to make room for them.
The secretary went to press the elevator next to the door.Yi Siwei was inside, and on the other keyboard inside, the button to open the door was lit up.At this time, he already knew that it was not good.
Sure enough, Mo Wuli came in belatedly.
She was wearing a black woolen dress with a short skirt, slender legs, and simple plush boots.Probably went to a beauty salon, the long hair seems to be darker, and it hangs down on the shoulders docilely.Today's makeup is very light, but she is so beautiful, it highlights her facial features.
"Doctor Yi," Mouli smiled and greeted him with suspicion, "Good afternoon."
Yi Siwei stared at her.
Mouli thought, it's too rude, she should return the gift.However, just found out that the door lock was picked, and it is normal to be unhappy.She stood near the elevator door, lowered her head, and took out her mobile phone.The newly made manicure is very beautiful, it is a low-key but delicate style, and it collides with the screen, making an unusual sound that can calm the nerves.
The space inside the elevator is a standard rectangle. This is a passenger elevator, not a compartment elevator for medical transportation, so the area is not large.
In the narrow space, Mouli stood at the corner of the door, and Yi Siwei stood at the innermost side.
Her tapping on the screen ended.ASMR is suspended, and the manic mood will probably be at work again.However, on the other side of the diagonal line, the phone in Yi Siwei's pocket vibrated twice.
He took it out and saw the message from her.
"Last time you at least said 'hello,'" Moule said.
She raised her eyelids, glanced at the screen showing the floor, crossed her arms, and pressed the phone under her arm against the wall.
Yi Siwei edited the news very quietly and quickly.He locked the screen, held the phone, lowered his arms, and raised his head again.
This time, a prompt sounded from Mouli's side.She clicked on the reminder to check the information, and Yi Siwei said, "Is it necessary to plug the keyhole?"
She tapped the input method with one hand.His phone produced a series of vibrations.
"What do you mean? The door of your house is broken? Can't you get in? Do you want to go to my place?" Several messages, Mouli opened and developed, and finally sent a photo of her and a biggPhoto of dogs by the pool.The Beagle has a beautiful coat and can be recognized by the face and paws of pure blood. It is a very good dog.
Yi Siwei likes dogs very much. Before he started working, his WeChat profile picture was always a photo of him and his pet dog in middle school.It was a white Bichon Frize given to him by his grandmother.But soon, the puppy became sick and died.Grandma is very strict, and she is not allowed to raise her again after that.Seeing such a cute dog, Yi Siwei's childlike innocence exploded. He immediately clicked on the photo and zoomed in to take a closer look.
The elevator stopped at the designated floor, and before the elevator door opened, he replied to her: "Don't play tricks on me anymore."
Mo Wuli went out, followed by Zhou Jingru and his secretary.Instead of walking away immediately, she turned sideways.The elevator doors closed slowly, and Yi Siwei stood in the innermost, watching her silently.
The glass doors closed, and the elevator went up, out of sight.
Zhou Jingru said, "You know him?"
"Yeah." Mouli made a light nasal voice, nodded and said, "I'm in the same class as him in college, isn't it a coincidence?"
Zhou Jingru looked at her: "That's all?"
"Is there anything strange?" She had turned around and started walking.
Zhou Jingru put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely beside her: "No. What are you busy with every day? Why don't you come to the hospital?"
"I want to work."
"Or those department brands before?"
"It's a summit."
Zhou Jingru said solemnly: "Come and see Yushu when you have time. He was very uncomfortable because of the divorce, and now he has to be discharged from the hospital. He thinks about things, and he is not good for me. He needs it very much now.You, just stay with him and help me."
"Got it." She answered lightly.
Already outside the destination, they stopped outside the door.The secretary was about to push the door, but was stopped by Zhou Jingru.He looked like he was not in a hurry to go in, and stood upright in front of Mouli.She smiled, stretched out her hand, and tightened his tie.Zhou Jingru approached suddenly, which was not considered close, but the lowered voice lingered in his ears for a long time: "I don't want anyone in this life except you."
With the tie between her fingers, she slowly pulled it out and gently pushed on his chest.Zhou Jingru staggered slightly and took a few steps back.Mouli had already walked away with a smile.
She smiled and said softly, "I care about you?"
He only thought she was being coquettish, a kind of sweet taste, so he smiled instead.
The passenger elevator closest to here was more spacious, but Mouli went back the same way, looking for the one that led to the underground parking lot for medical staff and members.The glass cabin ladder descended from above, and there was no one inside.After opening it, she walked in. She didn't choose to stand in the middle or the front, but deliberately retreated to the innermost side.That was where Yi Siwei stood just now.
Mouli really didn't understand how those people said "I need you" to her.It's impossible to think that it will be useful, right?Their desires meant nothing to her.She attracted it effortlessly, and she was merciless in dispelling it.Everyone is self-centered, ignoring what others think, hoping that they will sacrifice their wishes to take care of themselves.Is this selfish or stupid?She didn't even bother to think about it.
What do other people's demands matter?
She only cares about her own desires.
Mo Wuli entered the ward, and Zhou Yushu was reading a book.Seeing her coming, he put it down immediately.
"Lily..." Zhou Yushu said, "I'm bothering you to come here again. Obviously you have no obligation..."
"Why do you say that? To the outside world, we are still husband and wife." She turned sideways, gently pressed the hem of her skirt, and sat on the edge of his bed.Two hands clasped together.
As soon as this level of identity was mentioned, Zhou Yushu lost naturally.Like a mind reader, Mouli immediately saw through his thoughts. She smiled and said, "Don't think about it. I proposed the divorce myself, and your mother also gave me a lot of compensation. Now you and your mother don't have to quarrel., your brother is also relieved. How nice."
Zhou Yushu said, "Do you want to break it off with me?"
Mouli looked at him, eyes full of puzzlement, she stretched out her hand, and brushed his hair gently: "Why do you think this way? We have dissolved the relationship between husband and wife, and we are not lovers anymore, but you are still the most important thing to me."My best friend. We can all be with others, and in our hearts, each other is the most special, isn’t it?”
Zhou Yushu held her hand tightly: "Yes... But, I just want to be with you."
Mouli's voice was like dewdrops in the night, full of unhappiness, and it would overflow with a shake: "Aren't we very happy when we are together? Why are you so disappointed now?"
"I..." Zhou Yushu choked, but he still showed his confidence and said to her forcefully, "I don't want to be separated from you. I still love you."
Mouli lowered her head silently. From his point of view, it was an expression of guilt and pain. However, on her buried face, she only showed a bored expression.The more eagerness will only make her want to get out faster, but even so, it is not to the point of annoying her.
However.
Zhou Yushu said something like this: "I love you, I really love you, I love you..."
If only he hadn't said it.
Zhou Yushu confided his love to himself, not noticing any change in Mouli's expression at all.Her voice suddenly lowered the temperature, and asked directly: "Do you really love me?"
"Of course I..."
Mouli stood up, stooped to take something, and said in a business-like tone: "Your father's scandal has been known by the media. Recently, the reporter squatted you outside the hospital. So you have to postpone your discharge."
"Ah?" Zhou Yushu was at a loss, "How did it leak out?" It was an ordinary family anecdote, probably because Zhou Yushu was a child born to his mother overnight, which is not the point.The point is that his mother has been suppressing this matter, but recently it was exposed for no reason.
Mouli replied: "I don't know either. The whistleblowers are all anonymous, right? You should stay in the hospital for a while longer."
She didn't say goodbye and just went out.
Mouli's mood turned sour.
When she arrived at the door, she met the nurse who was in charge here, greeted them politely, and then asked some questions.Mouli headed straight for the fire exit, holding the coat in her hand, and walked down the stairs.She entered the refuge floor in the middle. Due to safety needs, this floor is not used for office use, and it is not even decorated.
Other colleagues made arrangements such as folding beds, air cushion chairs and picnic cloths on the ground, while Yi Siwei sat alone, concentrating on studying on the computer.
Mouli came menacingly, with quick steps, her long hair fluttering back, and her entire field of vision swayed rapidly.Yi Siwei didn't react at all, and it was too late to escape.What?What are you doing?etc!But then again, why did he hide?Thinking this way in his heart, he had already stood up.She came to him.
Mouli needed to let off steam.
She moved closer and kissed him, a brief, brief kiss on the lips alone.However, Mouli didn't stay away from him, and the two faces faced each other at close range.The veins were throbbing, Yi Siwei dismissed his surprise, suppressed the unhappiness pouring out, and held her tightly.He wanted to push her, but was caught off guard by her. It wasn't that he couldn't separate, but he was afraid of being hurt.The two arms are interlaced and overlapped, maintaining the dependence before the disintegration.
He looked at her with disdainful eyes: "get out of the way."
She looked him back and forth, and said something completely opposite to his wishes: "Kiss me."
He didn't move, even turned his face away, trying his best to resist.Yi Siwei felt sad, but he didn't say it.As long as he was with her, the strong dizziness before losing control always made him sick.
Mouli whispered, "It's just you and me here, just the two of us—"
She couldn't finish speaking, the sentence was interrupted in the kiss.
His hand caressed the back of her neck, and slowly slid upwards, holding the position of the occipital bone, so as to deepen the kiss.Her arms went around his back from behind, tightly wrapped around his waist.
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