In less than a second, probably before the pill hit the ground, the door was pushed open from the outside. Pan Zhuqing turned around and saw that it was Fu Yun.
One of the two stood by the window, the other by the door; one was wearing a disheveled nightgown, the other was blushing and had a wild aura... They looked at each other in silence for a moment, and then Pan Zhuqing asked: "Did you leave something behind?"
"Brother Pan." Fu Yun stepped into the threshold and closed the door with his backhand. Then he walked towards Pan Zhuqing step by step, and did not stop until the two were only one step away. "I like you." Her voice sounded when she said these four words. His eyes looked firmer and more powerful than ever before.
"I know." Pan Zhuqing responded calmly.
She took another half step closer to him. The huge height difference forced her to look up at his face: "I have liked you since I was a child, and I only like you. No matter who you marry or who you like in your heart, I will always love you." I love you and never rest."
He was slightly startled, his star-like eyes suddenly scattered and then quickly condensed, and then he responded calmly: "I know."
"Then do you like me?" This question took her more than ten years of courage and patience. When she finally said it, she felt as if all the weight had been lifted from her heart.
"I..." Probably because he was shocked by the other party's courage and courage, Pan Zhuqing, who was always eloquent and eloquent, was actually at a loss for words. "I don't know."
"Then can you... try... to like me?" Her incoherent speech at the moment was not because she was nervous, but because there was an unprecedented excitement beating her heart, making her unable to control her speech. The intensity and rhythm. "You don't have to rush to answer me, I...please allow me to think about it, okay?"
The room immediately became quiet except for the sound of their breathing and heartbeats. Occasionally, the evening breeze blew on the window lattice and shook the tent. Every second at this time lasted as long as a spring and autumn.
I do not know how long it has been……
"I will consider it." His words without warmth broke the entire silent film.
But it was this cold answer that made Fu Yun instantly feel like crying with joy: "Brother Pan... thank you..."
"Thank me for what?" He was a little confused.
"Thank you for not rejecting me right away, thank you for not knowing... This is already very satisfying for me." No matter what his final answer was, tonight, she finally gave herself the blessings of more than ten years. Obsessed with a perfect confession.
The cute look of her crying and laughing at the same time made Pan Zhuqing's heart soften unconsciously. He raised his hand to tuck her messy hair behind her temples: "Go back, be careful on the road."
"Um!"
About half an hour later, the carriage carrying the happy girl galloped on the official road of Cangzhou. The lights of all the houses had been blown out, and only the bright moon above her head and the bright stars scattered in the sky guarded her and her beautiful dream.
"I will consider it." This thin sentence, which was not a promise at all, has now become the most touching love words, replaying it over and over again in Fu Yun's mind.
After turning a few corners, they were at the gate of the Zhao Mansion. The driver and Mo Yu, who had been working overtime innocently, yawned and chatted wordlessly, trying to overcome their sleepiness.
But accidents always strike suddenly when people are unprepared...
She felt that the stars in the sky were watching her silently, just like Pan Zhuqing's bright and determined eyes...
Fortunately, the place where Fu Yun finally fell was a pile of withered hay piled at the door of an inn. But the second before she landed, she was still frightened and fainted.
Mo Yu, who fell on the roadside in a state of embarrassment, watched helplessly as Fu Yun fell far away. His face was already pale with fear. As soon as he got up from the ground, he stumbled over to see what was going on. When he got there, he found him lying on a haystack. Fu Yun, who was in the middle, had his eyes closed tightly and there was no movement.
"Miss Fu! Miss Fu - wake up, wake up!" Mo Yu's panicked call rang out from the quiet street.
Not long after, the coachman came over in a state of embarrassment, clutching his injured legs and feet, and said uneasily to himself: "How good is this... How good is this..."
When Fu Yun woke up from coma, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Gong Yueyue's gloomy face.
When their eyes met, Gong Yueyue immediately broke the ice and smiled: "Are you awake?"
"Yueyue..." In order to show that he was thinking clearly, Fu Yun called her with difficulty in a hoarse voice.
Gong Yueyue clasped her hands together and prayed with relief: "Thank God! Fortunately you are okay! What do you think? Do you feel pain anywhere?" She went to the scene of the accident early this morning and listened to Mo Yu's description. Fu Yun fell very far. If there were no haystacks to buffer him, he would have been disabled or even dead.
However, being unconscious for most of the day still made Gong Yueyue feel uneasy. If he fell and injured his brain, the consequences would be disastrous.
Now she was awake, she seemed to recognize people, and her speech was quite clear. But the words she spoke and the expression she showed made both Gong Yueyue and Xiaomei beside the bed dumbfounded.
"He said he... didn't know if he liked me. He said... he would consider... trying to like me!"
"Yueyue, I'm so happy, just like in a dream..."
Fu Yun was so excited that he grabbed Gong Yueyue's hand and spoke intermittently, with unabashed happiness written all over his face.
"Stop talking about this. The doctor said you fell badly. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you dizzy or not?" Even so, Gong Yueyue was very moved. She had known Fu Yun for so long, and she had never felt uncomfortable. See her so happy.
"I'm happy everywhere."
Seeing such a pure and silly smile on Fu Yun's pale and weak face, Xiaomei muttered: "Miss, she won't be knocked silly, right?"
"I think it's really hard to say." Gong Yueyue curled her lips and complained helplessly to Fu Yun: "I said Miss Fu, did you know that you just had a car accident? Can we care about our own injuries first? Can you stop being crazy first?"
In fact, Fu Yun's body was indeed fine. But because the incident happened suddenly and she was absent-minded at the time, her recollection of that moment was a little blurry.
Fu Yun didn't care about it, but Gong Yueyue started to murmur in her heart unconsciously. She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she always felt in her subconscious that this matter might not be a simple traffic accident. But. She also knew the truth that "people make mistakes and horses make mistakes", so she could not rely on her sixth sense to conclude that there was something hidden in this matter.
But it didn't take long for the vague doubt in her heart, which was originally the size of a fingernail, to take root and sprout until it became deeply rooted due to one person's visit.
This visitor is Pan Zhuqing, whom Fu Yun has longed for.
Pan Zhuqing suddenly rushed to Zhao's house the day after Fu Yun woke up. At that time, Fu Yun was sitting on the bedside with unkempt hair, browsing medical books, and Gong Yueyue was sitting by the bed, trimming the cat's nails.
Suddenly, Xiaomei hurriedly pushed the door open and said breathlessly: "Yun'er... Yun'er... you... guess... who came to see you?"
Fu Yun is smart and calm, but her reactions are always slower than ordinary people. Gong Yueyue may not be as stable as her, but she is better at thinking quickly and turning her head very fast. As soon as Xiaomei finished speaking, she almost subconsciously blurted out: "You are so I’m so excited, it’s probably Pan Zhuqing coming here, right?”
Fu Yun froze and looked at Xiaomei motionless, waiting for the other party's answer. In the end, Xiaomei lived up to her expectations and gave Gong Yueyue a thumbs up and praised: "Miss... wise."
Gong Yueyue looked disapproving, let go of the cat in her hand, and asked calmly: "What's so hard to guess? Where is the person?"
"Tian Hai... is leading him... in. I... ran over to report the news."
After listening to Xiaomei's words, Gong Yueyue found that Fu Yun, who was sitting stupidly on the bedside, could almost be described as "unkempt", and immediately panicked: "Hey, you are still dumbfounded! Get your hair cut quickly. Reasonable!"
Fu Yun was also immediately alarmed that his current appearance was really inelegant, and he hurriedly tidied up his loose hair. Gong Yueyue's hands were full of cat hair, so she had no choice but to ask Xiaomei for help: "Xiaomei, please help her."
The clever Xiaomei had already rushed to the dressing table, invited the dressing guys, and started working on Fu Yun's head in an orderly manner. Gong Yueyue was not idle either. She washed her hands, took the silk and walked back to the bed: "Here, Wipe your face."
It didn't take long for Fu Yun to transform from a pseudo-patient with an ugly face into an ordinary person. Coincidentally, at this time, the footsteps of at least two people also sounded outside the door.
"Master Pan, please come this way."
Tian Hai's voice woke up the people in the house. Gong Yueyue picked up the cat and said to Fu Yun: "It seems to be coming, let's get out of the way first." After that, she took Xiaomei and walked out of the house. go.
In order to avoid embarrassment, Gong Yueyue wanted to slip away in the opposite direction before Pan Zhuqing arrived, but she still met him head-on outside the door.
She looked forward and could only see the civil official embroidery on his chest, but she had to be polite. After all, the visitor was a guest: "Master Pan, are you okay?" After blurting out this stupid sentence without any thought at all. , she immediately regretted it. She has been sick for so many days, even if she is a fool, she shouldn't ask this, right? This is too incompetent to talk!
"Still healthy, thank you madam for your concern."
Even if she didn't look up at him, even if his tone was gentle and his attitude was polite, you could clearly hear the sarcasm in his words. Gong Yueyue was satisfied in her heart. In this way, she could finally completely separate herself from Pan Zhuqing. Already.
"You're here to see Yun'er, right? Then I won't interrupt you and go prepare some refreshments for you."
"Thank you." Pan Zhuqing always responded to her indifference and absent-mindedness, and his heart was surprisingly calm. Maybe this is a habit. When people finally get used to the basins of cold water poured by another person, they can completely My heart has turned around. (To be continued)