She finally couldn't help turning her head to look at him.
At just one glance, she seemed to have fallen into the tunnel of reincarnation.
Fu Yanye pinched his eyebrows, as if he felt uncomfortable.
But his whole body exudes an aura that repels people thousands of miles away.
Zhuo Jian felt that all the hairs on his body were standing on end. He couldn't help but raised his arms and hugged his arms, rubbing them gently, lowering his eyes, looking at his nose and heart.
The car was so quiet that Uncle Zhou couldn't help but look up in the rearview mirror.
But the two of them were obviously husband and wife, but they were sitting farthest away from each other.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and saw her like a frightened bird, frowning in confusion, "Cold?"
"No."
Zhuo Jian's eyelids moved and he tried to calm himself down.
"Turn off the air conditioner."
Seeing her shrinking like that, Fu Yanye couldn't stand it anymore. He told Uncle Zhou to turn off the air conditioner and pulled her into his arms. He raised his hand to cover her forehead.
Zhuo Jian panicked and didn't choose a way out. He couldn't push him away but he hugged him tighter.
No fever.
Fu Yanye frowned: "You don't have a fever, what's going on?"
Zhuo Jian felt that his cold breath made her breathless, but the temperature on his body was obviously warm, and the palm covering her forehead was even hotter, causing a thin layer of sweat to quickly appear on her forehead.
After a long time, she finally plucked up the courage and cautiously raised her eyes to look at him.
Fu Yanye also looked at her, finally understood, and asked her: "Because of that report?"
He didn't take the initiative to contact her in the past two days on purpose, because he wanted to see how she would react.
The results of it?
Silently.
The frightened look on her face in his arms finally made him feel better. It turned out that she was not unresponsive.
Zhuo Jian said nothing, just searched in his eyes.
"So the me who has memories of you for nearly thirty years, am I a devil or something?"
It scares you like this.
"you......"
After Zhuo Jian listened to his words, her rationality gradually returned.
"Don't you have to get a divorce? With that report, we can get the divorce."
"..."
"on Monday."
Fu Yanye said to her softly.
Zhuo Jian was speechless and just looked at him stupidly.
He didn't regain his memory?
Is he just looking for a divorce?
Zhuo Jian was still looking at him, unable to look away.
"Or, if I let you go, I would also let myself go."
Fu Yanye looked at the person in his arms and whispered softly, but his hands on her tightened again.
For a few seconds, Zhuo Jian even wanted to lean in and be in his arms.
Just think of it as the last time.
But thinking about it, she finally restrained herself and just said softly: "Thank you."
"I want to take the kids to the island on the weekend. Can we go together?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, still tender.
Zhuo Jian listened and nodded: "Yes."
"It should be the last time in marriage."
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly, pressed her head into his arms, gently pressed his chin against hers and murmured.
Some, like, inseparable?
"Fu Yanye."
"Um?"
"Let go of me."
"Let me hug you for a while. If you become your ex in the future, I'm afraid you won't even be allowed to hug her."
Fu Yanye hugged her and made his feelings clear.
Zhuo Jian couldn't move until her hand accidentally touched his button and he hissed in pain.