Fu Yanye slowly leaned on the steering wheel, opened the car window, and let in the wind from outside.
"What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian felt something was wrong in his voice.
"fine."
He hung up the phone.
Zhuo Jian took the phone away and saw that he had hung up. She subconsciously wanted to call him again, but then she thought about it and went to the garage to get the car.
There were not many people in front of the TV station late at night, and Fu Yanye's car was parked where he always liked to park.
After Zhuo Jian got off the car, she walked over and saw clearly the person lying on the steering wheel, "Fu Yanye."
Fu Yanye didn't move and continued to lie there.
Zhuo Jian was nervous and reached out to touch his neck, "Fu Yanye."
The cold touch made him take a breath, then turned around and looked at her on his side: "You're here."
Zhuo Jian felt hot in her heart and whispered: "You have a fever."
"I'm fine."
He looked at her pitifully.
Zhuo Jian felt bad, if she had known she would wait until he came before leaving.
"Can you still drive?"
She took her hand away, put it in her pocket, and asked him softly.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and coughed twice before nodding: "Okay."
Zhuo Jian heard his voice become hoarse, and thought for a moment, "Wait for me here. I'll drive the car to the parking lot and come over to find you."
Fu Yanye saw her turn around and get into the car she drove.
Zhuo Jian parked the car in the parking lot and looked up to see the car parked not far from her in the rearview mirror.
No matter what, let's wait until he feels better before talking.
She opened the car door and walked out firmly.
Fu Yanye also came out of the car. He threw his coat somewhere and stood pitifully in the wind in a white shirt. He took one look at her and put his hands between his lips and nose. When he coughed, he turned his head and looked away.
Zhuo Jian felt twisted in her heart, but she still pulled her clothes, hugged herself tightly and walked over.
Why is the wind still so cold in March?
"You sit in the passenger seat and I'll drive."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye looked at her with pity in his deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in surprise, how polite he was.
But she didn't say much, she just walked up to where he was sitting before.
Fu Yanye walked around to her side, opened the car door and got in.
Zhuo Jian started the car, and Fu Yanye sat beside him, leaning against the window to look at her.
She drove seriously and stopped when passing the traffic lights.
The car was so quiet that she turned on the radio.
An old love song is playing inside. In fact, after your breakup, your heart has become dull this day...
It's a bit familiar, but I can't remember that song.
"Going back to Shengyuan?"
Before the next intersection, he suddenly asked.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a moment, then drove the car to the corner and parked it.
Fu Yanye still looked at her and saw that she didn't speak, so he didn't say anything either.
The car soon entered the street of Shengyuan. She thought about it and asked him: "Let Brother Rui take care of you?"
"And you?"
Fu Yanye asked lightly.
"I have to go back and take care of my daughter."
Zhuo Jian said.
"Then why don't you take me back to your old home?"
"Don't you want to come to Shengyuan yourself?"
Recently, she often heard him talk about Shengyuan.
Fu Yanye suddenly frowned unhappy, then turned to look out the window angrily: "I don't want Brother Rui to take care of me."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, feeling that he was in a mood, so she parked the car in the parking lot without saying anything, got out of the car, walked around to him, and opened the door for him: "Get out of the car."
Fu Yanye got out of the car without even raising his eyelids.
Zhuo Jian closed the car door and looked at him again: "Young Master, let's go?"
Fu Yanye stared at her, "You go ahead."
"..."
Zhuo Jian doesn't like to walk in front.
But he turned around and left first.
She no longer wanted to argue about the front and back.
When he returned to Shengyuan, he went to take a shower. Zhuo Jian found a thermometer and antipyretic medicine.