He continued to step forward, holding her face with his domineering hands to prevent her from moving, forcing her to face him, "I was drunk that night."
This is somewhat unfounded.
If she had said it and he hadn't heard it, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
Because if nothing unexpected happened, it might be the only time in her life that she told him she loved him so completely.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was pretending to be sad, and she choked with sobs, but his words were very harsh, "He is so drunk, and it's so intimate to call Cheng Nuo one after another."
"..."
Fu Yanye was suddenly speechless.
"What? I didn't expect that I would call a young girl's name while drunk?"
"Zhuo Jian."
"You thought you were very dedicated, but then you found out that you are just one of those men in the world who make mistakes?"
"..."
"Stop selling love-making stuff, and stop saying I'm sorry to you and you're sorry to me. We just ended up like many couples who can't get along."
She suddenly talked very densely, and she spoke so eloquently that he could hardly get a word in.
"We are different."
"Really? You know better at pretending?"
"..."
"I'm tired and want to rest."
She didn't lie down because he was still holding her face.
He held his breath and moved closer to her, trying to bite her several times, but in the end they just touched their noses, and then pressed his forehead against hers. There were many things he wanted to say, but none of them came out in his throat for the moment.
He was no longer sure which words to say and which words not to say. It seemed that it was too easy to make mistakes.
Her stubborn and proud look was clearly hurt.
He breathed hard, slowly let go of her, and whispered humbly: "Okay, you rest."
Without saying a word, Zhuo Jian lay down on her side with her back to him and closed her eyes.
Fu Yanye was still sitting there, looking at her indifferent side face, and his heart felt icy cold.
But he didn't speak for a long time because she said she was tired and wanted to rest, so he thought the most important thing now was to let her rest well.
——
In the evening, only Chengcheng was brought to see her by her aunt. She brought her her favorite food and drinks, and then knelt on the bed and touched her forehead, "Mommy, your head is still very hot."
"Fool, you just came in from outside. Of course you feel that Mommy's head is so hot. In fact, you are too cold."
Zhuo Jian touched his cold little hand and said to him.
"Hehe, I like it cool."
Chengcheng doesn't like his hands to be very hot. He likes the cold feeling outside, which is something he doesn't usually feel at home. It's particularly fresh.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly. After taking down the orange, he opened the fruit cut by the chef at home and gave her a piece of orange with a fruit pick. "Mommy, open your mouth."
"..."
She felt so sour.
Just looking at it made her mouth feel a little sour, and when she ate it, it was even more sour, so her mouth was full of it.
"Is it delicious? There are many more. I will bring them to you after you finish."
Chengcheng said and brought a large plate in front of her.
Zhuo Jian looked at the plate, frowned, then glanced at the silent man sitting at the window, and whispered, "Your father likes to eat, go and give him some."
"Ah? Doesn't Mommy love oranges? I brought them specially for Mommy."
Chengcheng seemed particularly reluctant, which was really special.
He was not willing to feed it to his father.
Zhuo Jian wanted to kill him, but after seeing through her son's thoughts, she didn't press any further. She could only say: "The doctor said I can't eat too much now, so let's put these here first, and mommy can eat them later.
Just eat them all.”
"That's it, that's good."
Chengcheng said and took it away for her again.
The aunt was watching from the side and had to say: "The young master is really very considerate. He asked someone to buy fresh oranges in the morning and processed them so that there was not even a single strand left."
Zhuo Jian also felt very warm that her son loved her so much.
"Young Master, it's time for us to go back."
Auntie said to Chengcheng.
"Mommy, I want to stay here with you."
Chengcheng left reluctantly.
His mother is sick, and as the eldest son, he has to stay and take care of her.
After all, he has done everything well, so he must have no problem taking care of mommy.
The man who had been sitting at the window looking at his cell phone didn't even respond to the call to him to eat oranges, but now he raised his eyes and looked at the boy who was showing enthusiasm to his wife.
