The rich and powerful: I live with my boss

Chapter 121 Don't Contact Anymore 1
The matter of taking the medicine finally came to an end, Yang Zixiao looked at the time, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

A strong drowsiness hit, and Qin Zhen fell into a sleepy state in a daze on the bed.Suddenly, a figure seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and when she looked closely, it turned out to be Yang Zixiao.

It was still the face that was so radiant and bright that the sun and the moon were ashamed.

A big ditch appeared in front of her, and Yang Zixiao held her hand.The water in the ditch was so fast that it would make her dizzy to look at it, but Yang Zixiao let her jump over it.

She shook her head vigorously, "No, I won't go there."

Yang Zixiao didn't say anything else, and then let go of her hand.He walked to the ditch and stared intently at the rushing water.

Qin Zhen stood where she was, looking at the familiar figure from the back, as if she had a premonition, and she felt very uncomfortable.She wanted to cry, but the tears couldn't flow.

Suddenly, Yang Zixiao turned his head, he smiled at her, the sun and the moon were dark, the mountains are beautiful and the waters are beautiful.He said, "Then I'll go."

He was facing Qin Zhen, but his eyes were clearly looking at her back, and she followed his gaze and looked back.At that moment, she almost fell to her knees on the ground.

Behind her was an abyss, bottomless and without a ray of light.

She has no way out.

Yang Zixiao stretched out his hand to her, "I can carry you behind my back, and we will go there together."

"No, no." Qin Zhen shook his head, not daring to move forward, nor could he retreat.

She knew that he would not be able to jump over with her on his back, otherwise they would all die.But she doesn't want to die, she's still so young, she hasn't even had a formal relationship yet, she doesn't want to die.

Then she saw Yang Zixiao withdraw his hand, and he said, "I'm leaving."

I'm gone, just three words, but it echoed in Qin Zhen's ears like a magic voice.

"No, don't, don't go!" Qin Zhen sat up from the bed suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zixiao, who had just tucked in the quilt for her and was about to leave, was startled by her sudden action.

"Don't go, don't leave me." Qin Zhen hugged Yang Zixiao tightly, she didn't care whether it was true or not, which was a dream and which was reality, and hugged Yang Zixiao's waist tightly , Kill him and never let him go.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" The moonlight outside the window was soft, reflecting Yang Zixiao's gradually softening mood.He turned around and sat down beside the bed, patted Qin Zhen on the back, "Okay, okay, it's okay."

After a long time, Qin Zhen's mood improved a little. She raised her head in his arms, and looked at his face along the light: "Yang Zixiao, shouldn't I be with you now?"

Ou Hao is her boyfriend now, but before that moment, she almost forgot about this indisputable fact.

Yang Zixiao patted her hand on the back for a while, then said: "Don't talk, you still have a fever."

Although Qin Zhen didn't know why she couldn't talk because she had a fever, she didn't refute this time, she buried her head in his arms and fell asleep obediently.

In fact, she doesn't want him to leave either!Because she didn't want to, any reason he said became a matter of course for her, and she would be happy to accept it.

Falling asleep is only a momentary thing for Qin Zhen, but even if she fell asleep, she still held onto Yang Zixiao's skirt tightly.Yang Zixiao had no choice but to hug her and lay down on the bed with her clothes on.

When she woke up in the morning, Qin Zhen had almost forgotten everything that happened that night.It wasn't until Yang Zixiao bought breakfast and brought it to the room that she almost exclaimed.

Yang Zixiao pulled a chair over, put breakfast on it, and then picked up a bowl of clear porridge, "Are you coming by yourself or am I?"

Just such an action of holding the bowl made Qin Zhen fully feel the malice from his appearance.For this good-looking person, even if he just does a homely gesture, it can make people feel like a spring breeze.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yang Zixiao scooped up a small spoonful of clear porridge, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, before sending it to her: "Open your mouth."

"I, I will do it myself." Qin Zhen was embarrassed and reached out to pick it up.

Yang Zixiao handed her the bowl.

(End of this chapter)