CHRISTMAS CELEBRATION GONE WRONG {9}

Now it was only the two of them in the room.

Lu Qingming was gentle, patient and observant, he sat beside Zhaolin's bed and held his left hand in his while massaging it.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Qingming asked staring down at Zhaolin's hand. "You had promised not to come back..."

Zhaolin's breath slowly stabilized.

"So why are you after three years?" Lu Qingming continued to ask even if he knew that Zhaolin's reply wouldn't come anytime soon.

"Did you find her?"

"What did she look like?" He took his time, then finally he looked up at Zhaolin, he seemed to be breathing much better now.

Lu Qingming put his hand down on the bed and gently rubbed Zhaolin's temples.

He did that for two minutes then grabbed a healing oil and applied it Zhaolin's face, then rubbed it all over.

"You can't be lying down here, when today is your corporation end year party." 

Zhaolin opened his mouth but nothing came out of it.