Until late at night, Fengtian came up and whispered: "Master Yi, do you want to go home and rest?"
"No, I'll stay here and you won't be able to watch her." Yi Shu shook his head.
Fengtian pursed his lips, with a bit of heartache: "But, Master Yi, you have been standing here for several nights in a row without taking a rest. I'm afraid that your body can't bear it, not to mention that your asthma will be affected by the cold.
....”
"It's okay." Yi Shu shook his head lightly, then looked at the ceiling, motionless.
"Master Yi, Miss Shaohua always makes things difficult for you. Why don't you just ignore her from now on and find a bodyguard to follow her."
"I'm not worried." Yi Shu said in a flash: "No one else knows her every move and living habits, not even Li Nian. I'm used to arranging everything for her. What she likes to eat for breakfast.
She is very picky about what she likes to cook after lunch and what she likes to eat for dinner.”
"But why don't you let Miss Shaohua know what you did?"
"So what if you know?" Yi Shu glanced at Fengtian, his face a little pale, he half-closed his eyes, leaned against the white wall, and said: "Fengtian, I never have any extravagant hopes... But she said that I
Extravagant hope..."
There is a saying.
It doesn't matter that he is hers.
But she was indispensable to him.
And he knew even more that he had always been self-aware.
He was really a little bit happy when Li Nian left her life.
However, he still knew more than anything that he was facing suffering.
Seeing her feel uncomfortable made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Because he understood that Li Nian's disappearance did not mean that he and her could start.
"Wen Jiaren, what's wrong? When you hear my voice, do you subconsciously hang up the phone? Do you think Li Nian wants you to be the young wife of Zhun Nian? You don't care about me anymore?"
