Shen Wangjin sat there, his gloomy eyes falling on her red eyes and falling tears, and finally stood up slowly.
He walked very slowly, but the distance of only a few steps seemed to take a long, long time...
When he finally walked in front of her, Zhuang Yibo's tears were already out of control.
She could no longer see the person in front of her clearly, but she could feel the aura on his body, an aura that was so familiar to her that she couldn't be more familiar with it.
She had missed it, and she thought about it very much for a time, but then she didn't dare to think about it anymore.
But now, he was standing in front of her again. At such a close distance, she could touch him as long as she leaned forward slightly.
But she didn't dare to move.
There were countless thoughts intertwined in her mind, but her body was stiff from beginning to end.
She couldn't see his expression, and she didn't know what kind of eyes he was looking at her with at this moment - was it disgust or hatred?
But she still wanted to know, she wanted to know what made him uncomfortable...
"Are you...sick?" She spoke again, but she could only repeat these words.
After a long time, I finally heard his close reply: "Yes, I'm sick. What are you going to do?"
She froze suddenly, and the next moment, she involuntarily reached out her hand, grabbed his wrist tightly, and stared at him.
She still couldn't see clearly, but at that moment, she was like a child, unable to control herself, crying sadly and helplessly.
She couldn't see his expression clearly, but Shen Wangjin saw every change of expression on her face, until she gradually burst into tears——
He reached out his hand and stroked the tears falling down her cheeks.
Tears fell to his cheeks, already cold, but his fingertips were warm.
Shen Wangjin slowly rubbed the warmth on his fingertips, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.
…
Qianxing waited patiently downstairs for nearly half an hour.
She deliberately brought Zhuang Yibo here today. The meeting between Zhuang Yibo and Shen Wangjin was what she hoped for, but she was also worried about it.
Because she was still not sure what Shen Wangjin's attitude was now, she let Zhuang Yibo go up just because of her trust in Shen Ruiwen.
But this trust is obviously not enough to last for long.
Qianxing looked at the time. When half an hour was up, he turned around and walked back into the building.
But as soon as he reached the entrance, he met Shen Ruiwen with a smile on his eyes and brows.
Seeing Shen Ruiwen's expression, Qianxing felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't.
Shen Ruiwen walked straight up to her, the smile on his lips was not exaggerated, but it was still obvious.
"Ms. Song, everything is fine."
When Qianxing heard this, she glanced at him suddenly and said, "What do you mean everything is fine?"
Shen Ruiwen couldn't tell that Qianxing was trying to make things difficult for him, but he still whispered: "Mr. Shen and Miss Zhuang should have reconciled..."
After Qianxing heard this, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "Why?"
After saying that, she pushed Shen Ruiwen away, walked straight into the elevator, and went upstairs.
Arriving at the door of Shen Wangjin's ward, Qianxing opened the door without ceremony.
By the wall behind the door, the two people were standing there, their bodies overlapping each other.
Zhuang Yibo leaned in Shen Wangjin's arms and seemed to be still crying.
Qianxing was immediately furious. He crossed his arms and looked at Shen Wangjin who turned around and asked, "Mr. Shen, what do you mean?"
Shen Wangjin's expression quickly returned to normal, "What do you mean?"
"You disappear when you want, leave when you want, and come back when you want. Do you think that this world is entirely dominated by you, right?"