Her steps were heavy, but she looked light and airy, as if she could fall down at any time.
Zhuo Jian walked up to him and discussed with him pitifully, "Thank you for the noodles. I will definitely finish them later. Can you go back first?"
"Zhuo Jian."
He called her.
His eyes dimmed.
He was sad and wanted to lose his temper, but he couldn't let himself do that again.
"I promise, I will finish it without leaving a single bite."
She looked at him with deliberately obedient eyes, gleaming with the pain of having just vomited.
He didn't say anything else, and didn't want to look at her pitiful look. He lowered his head, saw the wedding ring on his hand, hesitated for a while, and then nodded: "Okay."
He agreed, then turned and left.
After the door was closed and she was at home, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down beside the bed weakly.
She still felt bad, especially after seeing the bowl of noodles on the bedside table.
Fu Yanye did not leave after going out. His tall body stood under the light in the aisle, and he did not move until the light dimmed.
——
On the third day of Zhuo Jian's leave, Jian Qian and Li Yuqing came to the door together.
Jian Qian bought fruits and vegetables and asked Li Yuqing to enter the password to open the door and enter.
There was no sound at all in the house and the curtains were closed.
Fortunately, the thin curtains in the living room let in some light, and they could see the person on the sofa.
And, the cigarette butts she smoked.
There were some unknown emotions in Li Yuqing's eyes. He remembered that when he first met her, she was so small and had a sweet smile. He looked like a little sweetheart at first glance.
But now...
She was lying on the sofa, as if she had given up on herself.
Jian Qian was also surprised. In her impression, Zhuo Jian didn't like the smell of cigarettes.
Zhuo Jian opened his eyes in a daze, climbed up decadently when he saw the person coming, sat in a corner and hugged his knees and looked at them: "You are here."
"Sister, are you okay?"
Jian Qian asked, walked over, put down the fruit, and sat quietly next to her, fearing to scare her.
"I have a slight fever, but I'm feeling better now."
She takes her medicine on time every day.
"Pingping heard that you went to see Fu Yanye that night, and Liang Yu was also there."
Li Yuqing told the reason why he came here. They were worried that Zhuo Jian was sad because of what happened that night, and Ouyang Ping was on a business trip and could not come.
"Oh, that day, wasn't it his birthday? Liang Yu was there, but then he went back to his old house with me."
Zhuo Jian said as she brushed her hair. She thought of something, her eyes moved, and she loosened her hair again.
"Wang Rui seems to be downstairs. I'll leave first if you're okay. Jian Qian, please stay and take care of you."
Li Yuqing did not sit down, but after looking at her, he simply explained and left.
"I'll call Sister Pingping later, don't worry."
Zhuo Jian said to him.
"Um."
Li Yuqing left.
Jian Qian looked at her and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you? I've never seen you so haggard after being with you for so long."
"I just don't have any strength."
Zhuo Jian wanted to lie down again, but because Jian Qian was there, she just leaned in a little.
"Sister, are you and Mr. Fu so unhappy in this marriage?"
"Um?"
"You haven't eaten much all day, so of course you have no energy. You definitely won't be able to do this."
Jian Qian said.
Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "It's not that I don't want to eat it."
"You still smoke."
Jian Qian glanced at the coffee table.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but looked there, and then smiled weakly: "Smoke is indeed a good thing."
"Will smoking make you full? You must not have eaten when you look like this. I'm going to make you some porridge and side dishes, waiting."
Jian Qian asked her unhappily, then stood up and went straight to the kitchen.
Jian Qian was quite familiar with her here, so Zhuo Jian lay back again, listening to the sounds in the house, and her heart seemed no longer as dark as before.
She pinched the remote control of the electric curtain and opened it.
The room lit up.
Soon she walked to the window and saw clearly that the man walking back and forth under the shade of the trees downstairs was Wang Rui.
Fu Yanye sent him to guard here all the time?
The temperature has been extremely high at noon these days, so he was there to guard...
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and decided not to meddle in other people's business.
What he took was Fu Yanye's money, not hers.
But while the two of them were eating, the door suddenly opened from the outside.
Zhuo Jian was also confused when he saw Fu Yanye.
Jian Qian put down her chopsticks unconsciously and whispered: "Mr. Fu."
