This will take a day to open.

Yang Fei was really a little scared.

After the meeting, Yang Fei refused the banquet.

Yang Fei said to Xu Hui: "If you have such a meeting in the future, you can come and I will not attend. After the meeting, you can report to me."

"Okay, boss." Xu Hui used to be the boss of a state-owned enterprise. He was used to sitting in the office and getting used to such long-term meetings, so it doesn't matter.

Yang Fei emphasizes efficiency. Except for extraordinary times, his meeting time will not exceed two hours. Most meetings are completed in about half an hour.

At night, Yang Fei was reading a book in the study and heard Chen Mo's shouts coming from outside: "Yang Fei, Yang Fei!"

Yang Fei went to the pen in his hand and walked out, but no one was seen.

"Yang Fei!"

The shouts came from the shower.

"I'm here!" Yang Fei answered.

"What's going on? Why is there no hot water? Please help me see, it's so cold!"

"Well?"

Yang Fei checked it and said with a smile: "You are also a talented person. You don't even have the water heater outside turned on, so you go in."

"Oh, isn't the water heater not turned off?"

"I guess the power was off for a while, so I turned it off? I don't know. You try again, is there any?"

"Yeah, there is."

Yang Fei suddenly realized that after Su Tong returned, he and Chen Mo were left to live?

The past suddenly surged into my heart.

He shook his head and tried to drive away the scenes of memory that were swarming in.

When she returned to the study, Yang Fei could not calm down.

He smoked just while thinking, but at this moment he couldn't help but lit the cigarette and came to the balcony.

The lights of thousands of homes are shining brightly.

Yang Fei called Su Tong and wanted to chat with her to drive away the memories that were like a demon.

Su Tong smiled and said, "My mother and I are playing mahjong. What's the matter with you? Touch! Twenty thousand!"

“…”

"Yang Fei? I won't tell you anymore, I'm busy here!"

"Okay, you can play."

After putting down the phone, a feeling of loneliness gradually swallowed Yang Fei.

Standing on the most prosperous streets of this big city, Yang Fei's heart has never been so empty.

He suddenly doubted the meaning of life.

The more I think about it, the more painful my head hurts.

Yang Fei watched a movie. In the future world, time is artificially controlled, and everyone's time can be freely bought, sold and consumed. Rich people can buy unlimited time and live for hundreds of years or thousands of years.

However, some people are tired of living and are willing to give the remaining hundreds of years to others for free.

Living too long may not be a blessing, right?

Perhaps, humans on Earth have long discovered the mystery of immortality, but a wise man sealed or destroyed it?

Yang Fei only lived for a lifetime and felt that he was more tired and more thorough than ordinary people.

He felt like a big hammer weighing a thousand pounds, his body weighing only about a hundred pounds, but his mind weighing a thousand pounds.

Yang Fei leaned on the recliner and allowed his heavy eyelids to slowly close.

Chen Mo put on her clothes, wiped her wet hair with a towel, and knocked on the door of Yang Fei's study room.

The study door was not closed, and she saw that there was no one inside.

She was suspicious and saw Yang Fei lying on the balcony.

"Yang Fei?" Chen Mo came over and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Yang Fei did not answer.

Chen Mo approached and said in surprise: "Why are you asleep here?"

Yang Fei still didn't answer.

Chen Mo pushed his hand and felt that the back of his hand was hot.

She reached out and tried the temperature on his forehead again.

"Oh, you have a fever!" Chen Mo shook Yang Fei.

Yang Fei suddenly woke up and smelled the smell of a pleasant shampoo.

"Yang Fei, you have a fever, your forehead is so hot." Chen Mo helped him up with concern, "Go to the hospital to check it out?"

"It's okay." Yang Fei supported his forehead with his hand, feeling dizzy and his throat was dry and unbearable. "You'll be fine if you take pills and sleep."

"I want to drink water." He said weakly again.

Chen Mo quickly poured him a glass of water, took out the cold medicine, and said, "Yang Fei, there is no medicine to reduce fever. You can wait a moment, I'll go down and buy it."

Yang Fei had heavy eyelids. After taking cold medicine, he fell asleep on the bed with his head covered.

Chen Mo hurried downstairs, bought antipyretics and woke Yang Fei up again.

Yang Fei's illness came quickly, but in fact it had already been a sign. In the past few days, he felt that he was not in good spirits, but he didn't care. He didn't expect it to break out tonight.

Chen Mo fed him the medicine and was worried about what he would need to do at night, so he stayed in his room.

The room air conditioning is on very well.

Chen Mo touched Yang Fei's forehead from time to time, twisted a towel and covered it with it to dissipate heat.

Yang Fei slept so hard.

Chen Mo fell asleep and lay down beside his bed and took a nap.

In a daze, I heard Yang Fei shouting: "Chen Mo! Chen Mo!"

"I'm here," Chen Mo woke up and agreed, "Yang Fei, I'm here."

Yang Fei grabbed her hand and placed it beside her face without even opening her eyes.

Chen Mo was stunned.

Is he dreaming?

She gently pulled out her hand and tried Yang Fei's forehead temperature, but it was still very hot.

You should not take too much antipyretic medicine, you can only help him dissipate heat by physical cooling.

Chen Mo was busy for a while and helped Yang Fei physically cool down.

Yang Fei fell asleep again.

Chen Mo was tired, wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the time. It was already 10:30 in the evening.

Yang Fei's phone rang, and it was Su Tong who called it.

But he slept heavily and didn't hear it.

Chen Mo glanced at the call on the screen, hesitated for a moment, but did not answer.

The phone rang and stopped ringing.

bite!

A short message was sent.

Chen Mo did not open it and let the phone remain in place.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Fei woke up slowly.

He turned his head and saw Chen Mo sleeping on the side.

Looking at Chen Mo's silky black hair, Yang Fei's head buzzed.

What happened last night?

How could Chen Mo be in my bed?

I won't do anything to her, right?

Yang Fei reached out his hand and gently lifted away the hair covering her face.

Chen Mo slept very soundly, with a beautiful face, quiet and peaceful, and his nose wings gently fluctuated with the rhythm of his breathing.

Yang Fei tried hard to recall, but his memory of last night was still blank.

He only remembers that he was smoking on the balcony, and then he had a split headache, and then what happened?

Chen Mo's eyelids moved and he opened his eyes.

The two people looked at each other.

"Yang Fei, you are awake!" Chen Mo completely ignored the environment he was in and smiled happily, "Last night, I was frightened. You are so heavy that I can't hold you."

Yang Fei pointed at her, then at himself, and asked, "We last night?"

Chen Mo realized what he was saying, blushed, got up, and said, "What are you thinking? You had a high fever last night, and I kept cooling you physically. Later, I was tired, and somehow fell asleep in your bed."

Yang Fei said oh and said with a smile: "No way? A beautiful woman like you lies beside me, and I actually slept like a dead pig and did nothing?"

"Otherwise, what do you want to do?" Chen Mo's eyes were like water, and his tone was also misty.
Chapter completed!