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A smile that was like water floated within Nie He Feng's cold and aloof eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, forming an elegant and perfect arc.

Qin Yin Shu walked out of the car with the Single Reflector Camera in her arms. Her black hair fluttered in the night sky as a wind blew past him, giving him an indescribably beautiful appearance.

She was afraid that if Nie He Feng said that she wanted to stay in this room alone, she would. Although he was a pretentious guy, in the event something happened, she would still be unable to pass this test in her heart.

"I …" Qin Yin Shu saw him throw the ball back, and didn't know how to reply.

Nie He Feng stretched out her hand and lightly patted her shoulder. Her deep eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky: "Hurry up and go up.

He already knew what she was thinking, and he was only making a little joke with her.

Qin Yin Shu acted as if she had received amnesty, and nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice: "Be careful on your way here."

Nie He Feng nodded her head slightly, opened the car door, got in, and drove the car skillfully until it turned into dust.

How many secrets and stories did this calm, gentle, elegant, handsome man have about him, like an unsolved mystery, like a heavy book?

In that moment, Qin Yin Shu felt a strong interest in him.

She slept soundly at night, and when she woke up in the morning, Qin Yin Shu's face was still flushed red.

As she washed her face and brushed her teeth, she reminisced about the dream she had that night. She had actually dreamed that Nie He Feng was holding her … Then, too nervous and shocked, she woke up.

"How can I have such a vulgar dream!" Qin Yin Shu tried his best to calm his heart, and the more he forced himself to think about it, the more Nie He Feng's handsome face looked like a painting in front of her.

"Can you really forget your first love? If one day you meet someone who looks exactly like him, is he really him? Was it possible? Is this the tolerance of fate, or is it another joke that harbors malicious intentions … " As she was lost in thought, the phone rang.

Her phone rang, and the music was set to be Zhang Xin Zhe's "From the Beginning to Now". She had originally chosen this song because she felt it was very sad and moving, but she never thought that one day, the story in this song would become the magic spell in her life.

"You're up?" From the phone, Nie He Feng's magnetic voice came out.

Qin Yin Shu was dazed for a moment before replying, "Mmm."

Only then did Qin Yin Shu remember that she wanted to go to the hospital last night, but because it was too late, her mother had already fallen asleep.

"Alright." Qin Yin Shu hurriedly replied as she changed her clothes, picked up her bag and walked out. When she walked out of the door, she realized that she had forgotten to change into her slippers.

She was afraid that she would make Nie He Feng wait too long, so she rushed outside quickly. When she reached downstairs, she intentionally slowed down her footsteps, pretending to be neither fast nor slow.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." she said, peeking at him.

Today, he was different from his usual lonely and lazy self. He wore a set of white sportswear and white sneakers, which made him seem even more youthful and energetic. His eyebrows also looked much more charming.

"A little faster than I thought." His eyes shone like stars as he opened the door with a smile.

Qin Yin Shu sat inside, and seeing his long and charming hands on the keyboard, she could not help but praise: "Truly a pretty boy on a fragrant carriage."

"What did you say?" Nie He Feng turned his head and smiled brightly. He was so mesmerized that he almost fainted in the car.

Heavens, this man was too good-looking. Strangely enough, he was his own husband. The world was really big and full of wonders. If one looked at his face when they were in a bad mood, they would probably be very happy.

Along the way, Qin Yin Shu had more or less been in this kind of dazed state. She probably never would have thought that a great reporter of her stature would have such a infatuated day.

"We're here." Only after Nie He Feng parked the car and opened the door did she wake up from her drunken stupor.

After getting off the car, she pretended to be serious and said, "Thank you."

Nie He Feng laughed, and seemingly nonchalantly grabbed her hand and said: "Let's go."

It was a very natural action, and it wasn't the slightest act. Qin Yin Shu's heart was beating fiercely as she followed him up the stairs.

It wasn't until before she entered the ward that she finally broke free with an awkward blush on her face.

The Qin Mama was taken care of very well by the Sis Feng, everything was alright. Seeing the both of them come to visit him, she felt gratified.

Qin Yin Shu saw the nutritious food on the side and the hot pot soup on her lunch box, so she asked: "Mom, your colleague is here to visit you?"

The Qin Mama found it hard to conceal her satisfaction as she smiled and said, "The nutritional items were bought by He Feng and brought over by the Sis Feng. She was the one who told Sis Feng to cook the soup for me. "

She whispered into Qin Yin Shu's ear: "He Feng's character is really good, there is nothing to say, take good care of the elderly, she is much better than that kid surnamed Han, you better treat him well."

Qin Yin Shu's face sunk, her heart immediately tensed up, and had no choice but to lower her head and pretend to blush to hide the fact that her soul had left her body.

Just as the phone rang, she said, "I'll take a call." He picked up the phone and walked out.

Message, this morning at 9: 30 am, Han Chen Yu will ask you to do an interview at the top floor of Shuimu Tsinghua Tower. You don't need to go back to the newspaper, you can go ahead and do an interview directly. Wu Zheng Yang's somewhat tired voice came over.

"Chief Editor Wu, I …" Qin Yin Shu wanted to find an excuse to excuse herself, but Wu Zheng Yang was already coughing out loud.

"My medical report came down yesterday afternoon. It has been diagnosed as tuberculosis. Today, I'm going to the hospital. Yuyin, you can't be worried about letting me enter the hospital, right? "Ahem …" On the other end of the phone, Wu Zheng Yang coughed once again. It was heart-tearing and lung-splitting.

Qin Yin Shu's heart softened as she helplessly agreed: "Alright, I will interview Han Chen Yu on time. Once the exclusive interview has been completed, Chief Editor, you can go to the hospital and be at ease with your health."

With tuberculosis being difficult to treat, how could Wu Zheng Yang have gotten this disease safely? Life was truly unpredictable.

Qin Yin Shu sighed and hung up the phone. Seeing that it was already half past eight, she had to hurry to the Shuimu Tsinghua Tower. Otherwise, she might be late.

"I have an interview to do, so I won't trouble you." She politely told Nie He Feng.

When she thought of the man she was about to meet, she felt a little awkward.