Fu Yanye said a cold word, then turned his back to her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
One morning, no doctor or nurse came, just the two of them.
One was lying on the bed and the other was sitting on the sofa, not moving.
Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang at noon. Zhuo Jian glanced at the bed again and couldn't help but ask him: "Are you still hurting?"
Fu Yanye turned his back to her, his long black eyelashes fluttering, but still didn't reply to her.
"How about I order something for you to eat? It's already past twelve o'clock."
Zhuo Jian said again.
But Fu Yanye just ignored her. Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly and called him softly: "Young Master Ye?"
"roll!"
"..."
Did he use this word today?
Zhuo Jian thought of what Su Bai said to her, and felt that she should understand his irritability. He had always been so strong, but his arm was suddenly disabled. He definitely couldn't accept it. It was good to be able to lie quietly like this.
"I know you're in a bad mood right now, but I ordered something, would you like to take a bite?"
"..."
This time Fu Yanye didn't tell her to get lost. Zhuo Jian opened Meituan, thought about it after ordering, and then made a note that Fu Yanye ordered.
Zhuo Jian later put the phone in his pocket, poured a glass of water, walked around to the other side, looked at his dark eyes open, and thought to himself, I thought you were pretending to sleep with your eyes closed.
"Drink some water? You haven't had anything to drink all morning."
Fu Yanye glanced at her, then looked up at her: "Why don't you leave?"
"I want to leave, but if I leave, who will take care of you? And..."
Zhuo Jian remembered the instructions from the director and his wife, and looked at him a little embarrassed.
Fu Yanye then sat up, looked at her coldly with his dark eyes, and took the glass of water from her.
Seeing that he was willing to accept the water glass she gave, Zhuo Jian felt a little calmer. She looked at him with gentle eyes for a while, and found that he was much haggard, and her heart began to ache again.
"what else?"
Fu Yanye took a sip of water and asked her.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and replied to him: "The station director was taken advantage of what happened the night before. Can you stop looking for someone to put pressure on him? What else can he do if he resigns at his age?"
After hearing this, Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Is your kindness only for everyone except me?"
"..."
Why did Zhuo Jian feel that his words seemed sick?
"At least you should tell me first why your station director wants to have dinner with you."
Fu Yanye saw her standing there like a girl full of grievances and had nowhere to talk, and his heart softened, so he reminded her.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to meet his gaze.
"Probably, it's a farewell party!"
After a while, she lowered her eyes and whispered reluctantly.
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes, and the words "farewell" deeply hurt his always strong heart: "What's the farewell?"
"The places to study in Taili were given to me and Ouyang Ping."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at him again.
Fu Yanye endured it for a long time and still said to her, "Get out!"
"Then you, can you let our station commander go a little bit?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but the business was not over yet.
"It doesn't matter if I'm going to die? All you can think about is how to escape me and how to help others?"
Fu Yanye couldn't help but question her.
Only then did Zhuo Jian raise his eyes slightly, and when he saw the dazzling light in his eyes, he immediately lowered his head again: "Don't be excited. Brother Su Bai said you can't be excited now."
"Zhuo Jian, I really wish I had never known you in this life."
At this moment, Fu Yanye was so discouraged that he could no longer say calm words.
Zhuo Jian felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.
"Yan Ye!"
Suddenly someone pushed the door open from the outside, and then came in someone who was familiar to both of them.
Lin Ruxiang.
Lin Ruxiang was followed by Wang Rui, but Wang Rui did not step forward.
"Ajian is here too!"
Ruxiang glanced at her and said hello politely, then immediately sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Fu Yanye nervously: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneer, his eyes becoming colder and sharper.