Chapter 9

Miaomiao is lively and enthusiastic, and has always had a good popularity. When everyone gets a little familiar with her, they will omit their surname and call her Miaomiao directly. But in my impression, Huo Siyan never called her name like this. No matter how she tried to force herself, he was unmoved and cherished her words like gold.

I remember one time, she started to play tricks on him, calling him Ayan, Ayan over and over again...

The handsome young man looked calm on his face, but his ears were actually red. When she saw it, she wanted to reach out and pinch it. After all, she was a senior brother three years older than her. Some of them were cured. The pen that was spinning like flowing water between her fingers stopped, patted it on the back of her hand, and then took out a math test paper with a terrible red cross from her schoolbag, successfully extinguishing her arrogance.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Huo Siyan had called her name, Xie An Miaomiao, who was named after her name.

That time, he won the first prize in the National Olympic Games for Physics in Middle School Students and was successfully admitted to the Physics Department of University A. She heard this good news and was happier than being admitted to the A-level university. She flew to him like wings. Her heart was thumping, and her eyes were filled with admiration: "Hosyan, you are really amazing!"

"Hosyan, you are the most powerful and the best person I know! Hey, don't believe it, I swear if it's OK, if there is a half lie, I won't have pocket money in the future."

She chattered and praised him, and said with emotion: "The book says, "You are so talented and beautiful, and you are so outstanding, and I am so beautiful. The children we have in the future must combine wisdom and beauty!"

She was immersed in beautiful imagination, with bright eyes: "I have thought about it all, the baby's nickname is Diandian, Huo Diandian, what do you think?"

At that time, the pure love era in campus where holding hands and kissing hands would blush and hot. These slightly "shocking" words almost made Huo Siyan, who was drinking water, choked. He was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and was influenced by some indescribable emotions, and lost his previous calmness-

"Xie An Miaomiao, why are you so...shamed?"

He seemed to want to say something else, but he pursed his lips tightly and looked at her with those complicated and difficult-to-identify eyes.

She gave her cheeks generously and smiled: "Do you want to pinch them and feel the thickness?"

His cheek touched the back of his slightly cool hand and he wanted to rub it a few more times, but he shrank back like an electric shock.

...

"Thank you, junior sister." The man asked on the other end of the phone, "Is there anything wrong?"

His voice returned to ease and calmness, as if the word "Miaomiao" with a little intimacy was just a illusion of Miaomiao. Her wandering thoughts were cut off, just like the cicadas singing on high trees in the midsummer, tirelessly singing happily under the flowing clouds and sunlight. When the autumn wind blew, it was blown away for a lifetime, leaving only the empty silence.

She had been like them, almost paying the price of her life for an obsession, but fortunately she was almost there.

If she hadn't woken up from that year-long coma, there would never be anyone in this world remembering it for her: Xie An Miaomiao likes Huo Siyan, and she likes it so much that she wants to spend her whole life with him.

But that's already a thing of the past.

Her cultivation and education did not allow her to become a third party to interfere in other people's feelings for her own selfish desires.

Waiting for a reply there, Miaomiao closed her eyes hard and cleared her throat: "Senior Brother Huo, have you finished reading the computer programming application book?"

"Oh, that's right. The teacher at the library said that the deadline was overdue... Because I was going home in the afternoon, I might not come to school if I had nothing to do. So, can you please help me come and return the book after reading it?"

"Ah, will this be too troublesome to you?"

The call ends.

Miaomiao held her cell phone and stood in the corridor. From time to time, classmates who were returning books passed by, and her steps were slow and she didn't talk, which was not enough to disturb her contemplation. She looked down at the pot of scattered sunflower beside her feet. Because she had not been watered or pruned for a long time, her wilted leaves were drooping and lifeless.

It even added to her boredom.

Hosyan said on the phone that he was coming.

This means that meetings cannot be avoided.

Miaomiao walked over the corridor and walked over again. The elevator doors not far away gathered together and sent groups of people up.

It felt like in just a blink of an eye, Hosyan arrived. Miaomiao did not hesitate anymore, grabbed the bag and ran down.

It is not as cool as the museum. It is sunny outside, the sky is cloudy, and it is blue very evenly blue, so every ray of light is dazzling.

Hosyan stood under the shade of the tree, still having a fever. The black shirt he had just changed into before going out, and the part on his back was soaked in cold sweat at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt very uncomfortable, but he still stood up straight.

There is no wind, the heat is rushing.

His vision became blurred due to dizziness, and the surrounding scenery seemed to have faded. Suddenly, a slender figure rushed in, her long hair tied into a meatball, wearing a simple lilac long skirt, and a white belt around her waist. The corners of the skirt were swaying as she walked.

A girl with bright eyes slowly walked towards him from the sun.

Her skin is very white, not the sick whiteness that she had been living in the room for a long time, but it was revealed from the inside out, like the kind of whiteness that would shine.

In an instant, the trees were green again, and the flowers also had a charming fragrance again.

Hosyan just watched her walk up to her like this.

"Senior Brother Huo, I'm sorry, please come here specially."

Her polite words and alienated smile were like a soft needle gently piercing Hosyan's heart. The pain was piled up continuously, but he did not reveal his scenery on his face, and he smiled as if nothing had happened: "I'm causing you trouble."

"No." Miaomiao shook her head, her eyes crossed her, and then she found that his face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her short hair was moistened by sweat, and she was soft on her forehead. Could it be that she was sick? She felt more and more uncomfortable. She even sent the book herself when she was sick, and she was not in a hurry for two days. Why bother?

Then why should she do it?

Naturally, there will be caring people around him to care about his well-being, and it is not her turn.

She still has a lot to do, watering the dying sanitary sunflower, returning to the dormitory to pack her luggage, and cleaning... In short, she is very busy and has no time to waste.

Miaomiao smiled at him: "Then, I'll go and return the book first, goodbye."

After saying that, she turned around and left, her skirt was as windy as she could, without even realizing it. The man behind her looked at her back with such complicated eyes.

After Miaomiao entered the library, a black Cayenne drove over and slowly stopped beside Hosyan. The driver's seat window lowered, and Zhou Fengyu poked his head out: "Get on the car quickly, I'm so hot!"

If you stand like this, the girls won’t see it. Isn’t this self-abuse?

But it's really abusive.

Zhou Fengyu remembered that a few days ago, she mentioned to Huo Siyan about meeting his first love in the hospital like a reward. But after eating cold faces, she learned a big secret: it turned out that his first love already had a boyfriend now.

What a tragic experience this is, it all made Hosyan, a proud and arrogant person.

In the emotional world, Zhou Fengyu believes that there is no lower limit. Except for the friend’s wife, he cannot bully him. As long as he thinks, there is no corner that he can’t dig. Sometimes, he just needs to move his eyebrows and the corner will automatically move over.

But Huo Siyan could not do such a thing. His views were more positive than his appearance. Zhou Fengyu could only shed two tears of sympathy for him silently. If only that girl broke up with her boyfriend...

Hosyan got into the car, and his expression was not strange. He was just tired and didn't even want to say anything.

When Miaomiao called, he was still asleep, dragged by a heavy and depressed dream. The dream was messy again, like a mirror shattered all over the ground, picking up a piece, and the palm of his hand was covered in blood.

In the winter evening, the sky was gray and it was still drizzling. The girl was wet with her hair, her eyes were red, her crying, and her body trembled slightly, like a poor cat who was abandoned: "So that's how you look at me..."

Tears filled her face, "Don't worry, Hosyan, I won't like you anymore!"

She ran into the rain.

He hurriedly reached out his hand and only caught a wisp of cold air.

The ringtone suddenly rang at this moment. Hosyan was still confused and could not distinguish between reality and dreams. After a while, he touched the phone from the head of the bed. He barely opened his sleepy eyelids and glanced at the caller displayed on the screen. After answering, he naturally called out her name.

Suddenly I really wanted to see her.

So here comes.

Obviously, she didn't want to see him that much.

Hosyan slowly closed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled with a self-deprecating smile, enviing her boyfriend, so envious of her torment...

I originally wanted to get answers to some questions from her, but now it seems that there is no need to ask them.

Seeing that he seemed to be very uncomfortable, Zhou Fengyu asked softly: "Or why not, I'd better go to the hospital."

"Need not."

After a while, Huo Siyan opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as deep as water in the deep pool: "Help me prepare the asset appraisal report of Qingyuan Technology."

Zhou Fengyu was shocked: "You want to buy it?"

"Well, there is this plan."

After years of brotherhood, does Zhou Fengyu still understand his temperament? This is inevitable.

Qingyuan Technology.

Zhou Fengyu carefully recalled the relevant information about the company, and his eyes suddenly lit up. So, is he planning to get out of the shadow of the past and cheer up again?

This thought made the resentment that had accumulated in Zhou Fengyu's chest for more than half a year disappear. He sighed long. If it weren't for the fact that Hosyan was a patient, he would have wanted to step on the accelerator to the bottom and have a beautiful Cayenne drift.

On the other side, Miaomiao returned to the third floor of the library. After returning the book, she was about to turn around and leave when the teacher called her: "Classmate, you have left something."

She looked in confusion, and the teacher handed over an exquisite metal bookmark: "Here."

"Teacher, this is not mine."

"Why isn't it yours?" the teacher pointed to the computer programming application book she had just returned, "It's just in it."

The black-framed glasses pushed up, looked at the pretty girl in front of her who was still surprised, and joked: "It's not yours, is it mine?"

Miaomiao quickly realized that the bookmark should be from Huo Siyan. She took it, squeezed it gently in her hand, and thanked the teacher.

The bookmark may be customized. A silver cat with its claws bent, with a lazy posture, and its tail was curled. Except for the belly part, the rest of the place was hollowed out and looked very cute. Miaomiao couldn't help but touch it. She suddenly paused her fingers, and it seemed that a word was engraved on the back of the cat's belly?

She didn't turn over and looked at it directly. She gently rubbed her fingertips and felt the outline of the word. She was sure, and her breathing almost stopped. She could not control her heart... her heart was like thunder, which made her mind distracted.

Miao.

The words engraved on the cat are Miao.

Miaomiao suddenly remembered again that she had asked for the contact information of Hosyan before, but she didn't give it to him. In fact, her number had never changed. Today, when the phone was connected, he opened his mouth and called her name.

How did he know it was her?

unless.
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