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Chapter 13 The Little Finger's Promise

Coco can't help but think of what Wood once said when waiting for the traffic light. It was a summer evening, the heat of the sun was flowing in the wind, and when she stood at the crossroads, she inadvertently raised her eyes and saw a big dark cloud covering the road. The sky, shaped like the bottom of a giant wheel, soft light cascades down the edge of the outline, and the flowing gold flickers, so there is an illusion in a trance. Countless sunset evenings, the little mermaid swimming slowly upwards from the depths of the sea, reflected in her eyes. The scene that comes out is like this.

But Coco has never encountered such a cloud, and there is no dusk that reminds her of the daughter of the sea. Wood's imagination makes her amazed and envious. She thinks that the world must be different in everyone's eyes. And the world in Wood's eyes must be rich and colorful.

When Coco opened the door and entered the room, Wood just woke up from a nap, his eyes were a little red, and he stared blankly at the door in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Coco walked over and touched her head, it's rare to see Wood like this, so cute.

Wood grabbed Coco's hand, and the iron chain on the wrist was shaking with her movements. Wood's eyes were attracted by the noisy sound. There was a look of pain in it.

"I want to go to the hospital to see my sister." The voice that just woke up was a bit nasal, hoarse and sexy.

Coco sat down beside her, letting her hold on to him, a little sweetness quietly emerged in his heart.

"I just talked to the doctor on the phone yesterday. He said that your sister will be discharged from the hospital soon. Let's pick her up together then, shall we?"

As if a little unbelievable, Wood's eyes showed a light of surprise: "Really?"

"Really." Coco stroked her hair clumsily with the other hand. She seldom comforts others, so she couldn't help being a little shy at the moment, "Actually, the success rate of bypass surgery is very high now, and I am looking for a He is an authoritative expert on cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, so there will be no problem."

Wood visibly relaxed, closed his eyes, and leaned his head weakly on Coco's shoulder.

"Just now... I dreamed about my sister..."

Coco only felt that Wood's breath was so close to her, and her earlobe was blown by her hot breath, and she almost couldn't restrain herself from trembling.

"Don't think too much, the doctor will take good care of her."

"But that dream was too real. My sister was wearing a white patient gown and opened her hands to me with tears all over her face, crying all the time, 'Sister, I don't want to leave, you hug me'... Coco, I want to go to the hospital, right now Go, I have to confirm it with my own eyes before I can rest assured." Wood hugged Coco's shoulder sadly, with a begging expression on his face.

Coco has never been able to refuse Wood's request, but the hospital is not in the urban area, and it takes a whole day to go back and forth. If there is no reasonable reason, the chairman will never allow Coco to stay out at night. There was still a plan last time. As an excuse, now she leaves early every day, the chairman turns a blind eye and ignores it, and it is impossible not to return all night.

"If we leave now, no matter how fast the car is, it will already be past the visiting time. Why don't we go tomorrow?" Coco said in a discussing tone.

Wood thought about it, but she was extremely reluctant in her heart, wishing to leave immediately, but the iron chain on her wrist reminded her who was the one who paid for the huge operation fee, thinking of this, she had to compromise.

"I'm leaving early tomorrow morning." Wood seemed to want to get Coco's promise, his black eyes fixed on her for a moment, "You sleep here tonight, we'll leave when we get up."

Coco blushed immediately, and knew that she shouldn't be thinking wildly at this moment, but her head just couldn't be controlled, and she tended to think about things that she shouldn't think about.

"I, I, I promise I will, I will arrive here at the same time as the first ray of dawn..." Who will tell her why such strange words suddenly pop out of her mouth?

Wood understood it, and laughed out loud. The little rabbit wanted to be literary, but he was too nervous and incoherent.Once the spirit is relaxed, the mood will also be cheerful, and those emotions of worrying about gains and losses just now suddenly dissipate.

"Then I'll wait for you." Wood didn't know that the reason why Coco didn't dare to stay also included his scruples about the chairman. He only thought that she was daring but not evil. He was both annoyed and couldn't help but find her cute.

Coco said, "Let's pull the hook."

Wood felt a little strange, after all, this is something elementary school students would do, but Coco took it for granted, so he couldn't help laughing again.

"That's the deal, it won't change for 100 years." Coco looked at the little little fingers hooked together and smiled happily.

"If you use this trick when you're talking about business, you may scare off customers." Wood teased.

Coco flattened her mouth: "You are not a customer."

"Yeah, who would do business with a poor man?" Wood said with a bit of self-mockery.

Coco immediately shook her head desperately and objected: "You are not poor at all, I am poor, I am so poor that all I have left is money."

Wood leaned on her shoulder and laughed.

"Your sense of humor is really a bit... Haha, I don't see how you can make people happy."

Coco took the opportunity to wrap her arms around her waist, and turned her head to smell the fragrance of her hair, a little intoxicated.

"I'm not coaxing you. I'm telling the truth. I'm just lucky. I was born in a wealthy family, but I'm useless and useless. If it weren't for the light that my mother is the chairman of the board, I think I might not even work. None can be found."

Wood opened his mouth and bit her shoulder through the clothes, Coco only felt a pang of pain, and his arms tightened a little, holding Wood tighter.

"You just don't know your strengths." Wood seemed a little annoyed, with a strong displeasure in his tone, "Stop thinking like that, I think you're pretty good."

Coco didn't expect to be comforted and recognized by Wood, so she was so happy that she asked, "Do you really think I'm good?"

Wood put his forehead against her chest and giggled: "It's pretty good, not very good."

"I will work hard, I will definitely work hard." Coco immediately promised seriously.

"You stupid rabbit." The almost doting tone made Coco's heart flutter, as if he was going to fly to the clouds with joy.

If this moment can become eternity, if this hug can last a lifetime, if this sweetness can fill the whole life, she is willing to give her anything in exchange.

Coco didn't know that at this moment, Wood also had the same idea as her, and even had the idea of ​​being willing to be imprisoned by her for a lifetime.

Since she was a child, no one has treated her as well as Coco. Although she was pursued by some boys when she was studying, those clever tricks and sweet words are compared with Coco's clumsy (cough cough) way of showing love , just like the worst joke ever.

She doesn't understand what Coco likes about her. From her point of view, Coco is a little princess who is full of stars and moons.If you really want to talk about who is worried and who will run away, she should be the one who binds the other party with iron chains for the rest of his life.

That night, Wood fell asleep with a novel and beautiful mood. When he thought that Coco would come to her the next morning, as she promised, "arriving here at the same time as the first ray of dawn in the morning", he felt a surge in his heart. Sweeter than ever.

This night seemed very long, but also seemed very short. Wood forgot what kind of dreams he had, and only knew that he woke up refreshed and happy.

Opening the curtains, the east was gradually pale. She lay on the window sill and waited for the sunrise, silently counting the time in her heart. If the little rabbit failed to keep the agreement, she would be punished properly.

At a quarter past six, Wood seemed to hear the sound of the door lock being turned, and a smile came to the corner of his mouth, waiting for the moment when the door was opened, and the little rabbit showed a proud and shy smile.

But after waiting for a long time, the door was still not opened. The seemingly invisible "click" was not the sound of the door opening, but an auditory hallucination of her excessive expectation.

At 45:[-], the sun had already risen, and the streets were covered with bright golden yellow. Those who swore to hook up with her yesterday did not arrive at the same time as the first ray of dawn in the morning.

Wood began to call Coco's mobile phone over and over again. In the past, the number that would be connected after only two rings, now repeated the monotonous waiting sound, and finally came a cold and sweet voice prompt: "The number you dialed is temporarily unanswered , please try again later."

At [-]:[-], Wood walked back and forth in the hall boredly like a trapped animal, dragging the long iron chain on the ground, and the sound of "cracking" was like a raging tide, drowning her in a state of restlessness and anxiety. swirl.

At [-]:[-], Wood lay on the sofa and pretended to be dead, hypnotizing himself over and over again: she just overslept and didn't dare to come to see her, so it was delayed for a while, but she will appear soon, and then she will show a look of embarrassment. He said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" to her with a crying expression, and begged her to forgive with red eyes.

At 45:[-], Wood hugged his knees on the sofa, feeling uncontrollably terrified. Coco won't miss appointments for no reason, she must have encountered something and couldn't come, but even so, she shouldn't be unrepentant, her phone has never been answered... Is it because she can't answer?

At [-]:[-], Wood sat on the ground with his head on the sofa, desperately begging from the bottom of his heart: Little rabbit, please show up quickly, as long as you come, I will not be angry, angry, or blame you for breaking promises .God, as long as she is safe and sound, I will give you anything.

It wasn't until [-]:[-] in the afternoon that the door at the entrance was opened with a key. Wood, who was slumped on the ground, saw Coco walking in with a tired face. For a while, she didn't know whether the feeling in her heart was happiness or anger. , It is resentment or sorrow.

"Wood..." Coco leaned against the door and did not walk over. Her eyes were as red as Wood expected, and the swollen eyelids made it clear that she had cried several times.

"Come here." Wood waved to her, eager to see if the little rabbit was intact.

Coco still didn't move, her whole body was pressed against the door, her head was lowered, and she couldn't cry.

"I'm sorry... Wood... I'm sorry..."

Wood held his forehead and gave an "I know that look", but better late than never, she decided to forgive her.However, before she could say "I forgive you" with a smile, Coco's words made her face change suddenly.

"Wood... your sister... your sister she... is gone."

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Just a little question for reference, can everyone accept that the little rabbit is a weak attack?