Good Morning, Mr. President!

She waited for a while and thoughtfully before returning Tang Wei's message. "I just heard my colleague say that your scarf is expensive, so I think I should return it to you."

This sentence is very appropriate in any way! The reason is bright, and her careful thoughts are well hidden, so that he can't let him see through it and find her annoying.

However, he did not expect that after a while, he returned the news.

"It doesn't matter, you keep it. Wear it when it's cold, don't freeze it."

Shang Shiyu: "..."

Looking at this message from Tang Wei, Shang Shiyu almost vomited blood. She spread her grief at the table. Did he not see it, or did he want to see him again?

the other side.

Tang Wei looked at the screen of his mobile phone with a deeper smile under his eyes.

When Tang and Song came out, they could not help seeing his appearance.

Tang Wei is a very caring person, and he maintains his elegance at all times. Even if you are seriously ill and lie in bed and can't open your eyes, you will always say that it's okay, and you can't bear any negative energy for others.

In the past three years, he has undergone numerous painful chemotherapy and transplanted with Tang Yi's bone marrow, but the failure of various treatments has shattered his original hope into despair, and eventually turned into despair. Since then, he has almost never had a smile from his heart like this moment.

This kind of smile is probably only the girl named Shang Shiyu, who can bring him.

"Brother, you're all packed. I'll send you over." Tang and Song's heart fluctuated a few times, and then spoke after the emotions in his heart were depressed.

Tang Wei looked back, his eyes pulled away from his mobile phone, and his eyes were still smiling. He put his cellphone away and nodded. "Give me your luggage."

"No, I'll just mention it." Tang Song blocked his hand.

Tang Wei smiled helplessly, "Do I look like a dead man who can't carry it?"

Tang and Song raised their eyebrows. "You can see from the kiss marks on you, it's definitely not a waste."

Tang Wei: "..."

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On this day, Shang Shiyu worked hard.

After dinner in the cafeteria, I went home.

Single apartment, very small. After she bathed, she was lying on the bed alone, and his scarf was neatly placed on the bedside by her.

She looked at it stupidly, and finally reached out and held it in her arms. Sniffing his breath with his eyes closed, imagine the picture of him lying beside him.

Miss, always can't be arrogant.

Once indulged, it will grow madly, eating her heart uncontrollably.

She was lying in bed, struggling to sleep, unable to fall asleep. Because I miss someone, my chest feels sore.

I didn't know when she rolled on the bed for the first few laps, she couldn't bear to lift the quilt and sat up from the bed. I didn't even have time to change my pajamas, just put on a coat and grabbed the keys and ran out.

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When Shang Shiyu hit a taxi, when he arrived at the villa, he was a little bit shy.

Just now the urge to see him immediately ran out of the house. When I got here and looked at the cold villa without any lights, I remembered that he didn't live here tonight.

Baba leaning against the iron gate, blowing the cold wind, felt that she was stupid.

However, I didn't regret it at all.

At least, now he can let himself be so concerned.

She touched her phone from her coat pocket and thought about it, still dialing the number. Even if you can't see others, it's good to listen to his voice.

Shang Shiyu thought, at this moment, he can no longer care whether he would be annoying himself. Because she really missed him ...

"Hey."

The call was dialed, and without a few beeps, it was connected over there.

When she heard the warm voice, she was standing shivering in the wind, and now she felt warmer inexplicably.

She looked at the dark villa and smiled.

"Shangshang? Why don't you speak?" Tang Wei didn't hear the voice for a while, and Tang Wei worried twice.

"I'm here." Shang Shiyu responded immediately. He was clearly relieved over there.

"I ... didn't make you sleep?"

"No." Tang Wei said softly, "I haven't slept yet."

In fact, at this point, he had been ordered to rest by Tang Song and Professor Wang. But, tonight, he really didn't sleep.

When I really miss a person, I always have trouble sleeping.

"That's good." Shang Shiyu sucked his cold nose, "Are you in the old house now?"

"You haven't come home yet?" Tang Wei didn't hear her voice wrong, and there were rumbling winds in her ears.

"Ah ... well. Not yet." She felt a little guilty.

"Walk outside?"

"Um." She didn't dare to say that she was standing in front of his house now. That would make you look particularly silly. Knowing that he was no longer here, she even came here, and she was afraid he would feel that she was too tangled.

"where?"

"... On a street."

"Why not take a taxi? It's cold outside now."

Taxi? !!

Shang Shiyu suddenly remembered something, stumbled, and patted his head, "Well, I forgot there was no car at all!"

It is difficult to get a car here during the day, let alone at night.

Yu Yu was depressed in Shang Shi, Tang Wei didn't hear clearly. Frowning, asking, "Where are you now?"

He said that he had lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.

Shang Shiyu was standing outside, just about to address her, and when she saw the light leaking out of that room, she shuddered.

"You ... didn't you go to the old house today?"

"Um." Tang Wei answered, "How do you know?"

Shang Shiyu didn't return to him, just stood outside and smiled at the yellow light.

Tang Wei suddenly understood something, "Where the **** are you?"

She still didn't say a word.

Tang Wei quickly opened the curtains. There were only dim street lights outside, and it was not very clear. However, a faint figure can still be seen standing in the wind.

He could recognize her at a glance.

Eyes were dark.

He couldn't even put a piece of clothing on, and he opened the door and rushed out in two steps.

Until the door of the villa was opened and the familiar figure came out from the inside, Shang Shiyu hung up the phone.

He watched the figure approaching her step by step, her eyes were hot.

The iron door was slowly opened, and her cold body was drawn into her arms with a pair of warm long arms. She closed her eyes and enjoyed falling into his arms and leaning on his shoulder.

Everything is like dreaming.

He didn't leave.

It's still here.

And she returned to his arms, feeling his temperature and his heartbeat so clearly.

"So late, why are you here?" Tang Wei asked. Holding her face from her arms, the cold temperature on his face shocked him. [Issuing a monthly ticket for sugar, what?]