Time and you are my fault

In the evening, the doctor came to make rounds before get off work.

As Zong Yanxiu's nursing doctor, Qin An'an asked her to come and stay for two hours every day under the urging of selfishness, although that deserted man never spoke to her, and never even met his eyes.

But she just didn't want to give up, anyway, after divorce, there will be someone new by his side, why can't it be her.

What's more, Chu Yi in the past also took the initiative to post it. Didn't he just like this one?

But the doctor searched all the places where Zong Yanxiu would go every day, but he couldn't find any trace of him.

Qin Anan finally called out the surveillance, only to find that the man left the hospital alone at noon.

She immediately took out her mobile phone, but found that she did not have Zong Yanxiu's number, so she called Cheng Xiangyi instead, and informed Zong Yanxiu of leaving the hospital privately.

Cheng Xiangyi was so anxious that no matter how much he called Zong Yanxiu's phone number, it was always turned off.

Until the next day, he took the initiative to call back.

"Where did you go! You don't know that running around is very dangerous now, you haven't recovered yet, you will faint at any moment, Yan Qi! Where are you, mom will pick you up."

At that time, Zong Yanxiu was sitting in the taxi, looking at the familiar street scene and listening to the familiar voice, a smile appeared on the corner of his pale lips.

"You... You returned to China?" Cheng Xiangyi heard the driver speak Chinese, authentic Beijing accent.

"Yeah." He responded lightly.

"What are you doing back home! How can you toss your body any more!" Cheng Xiangyi's tone changed in anxiety.

The man stopped talking.

"Are you... Are you looking for Chu Yi? Why are you still obsessed with it! Yan Zuo!"

Cheng Xiangyi's crying voice came from the receiver.

Zong Yanxiu looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

He didn't know that he was obsessed with obsession.

But when he accidentally received a drunk call from her.

After crossing the time difference between black day and white night, he secretly wondered if...she was still thinking about him.

Is there a reason for the unfeeling towards him before?

Did she feel sad and reluctant to hear about his scandal with other people?

Such guessing by himself, but it also made his heart unable to calm down, and his blood boiled.

So he still got hotheaded and bought a plane ticket to return home secretly.

He really wanted to double check.

Just this time.

"Mom." His voice was hoarse, "Just this time."

"If she still doesn't want me this time...then I'm willing to give up."

"But she's getting engaged, what are you doing!"

"She never told me herself that she was going to be engaged to someone else."

What she didn't say doesn't count.

After the car stopped at Xin He's building, he waited for three hours, but he didn't see her come out of the company until after get off work.

When the lights came on, there was no light in her office, so it was guessed that she didn't come to the company.

When Feng Cheng received a call from Zong Yanxiu, he was a little surprised to hear that he had returned to China.

He went to pick him up, and in the car, Feng Cheng asked curiously, "Are you okay? You don't look very good."

"It's okay." He said indifferently, looking out the window.

In the car, Feng Cheng told him all the big and small things that happened during his absence.

"She moved back to Chu's house. She hasn't come to the company recently. She doesn't know what she's busy with. No one can contact her."

The car finally stopped near Chu's villa.

Chu Yi didn't go to the company for the last few days because 'Zong Jiashu' was sick.

After changing the confinement wife, the little guy lost his temper and vomited after eating.

Chu Yi stayed at home for three days, and the little guy finally stopped vomiting. Just when she thought the child was recovering, he suddenly had a persistent fever.

Chu Yi has a special feeling for this child.

It wasn't born by her, but it was raised by her side from birth.

So now that he was sick, Chewie was as nervous as worrying about her own child.

"Yiyi, don't worry, let's go to the hospital. I just called Jing Huai, and he will be there soon."

Chu Yi was packing her things, when she heard Shanshan's words, her hands froze, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Shanshan, we don't need to bother Jing Huai anymore." Chu Yi lowered her eyes, unable to see the emotion in her eyes.

Shanshan slammed her lips, "I'm sorry Yiyi, I just feel that we have no one to rely on, so..."

"It's okay." Chu Yi patted her on the head, "You take care of Evening Star at home, I'll take this to the hospital."

As she said that, she asked the confinement wife to carry the bag, and she walked out with the child in her arms.

Sheng Jinghuai happened to be there too, because Lian Shanshan told him the password of the gate in advance, and he went in smoothly.

In the distance, Zong Yanxiu was sitting in the driver's seat, Feng Cheng had already left and left the car to him.

He watched helplessly as the man entered the Chu family's villa unimpeded, just like he had entered here countless times in the past.

He thought back, he didn't know the password of Chu's villa, and he only came here a few times.

But he remembered that she said that it had all the memories of her childhood here.

The air in the carriage became thinner and thinner, which made his chest heave a little bigger when he breathed.

The face shrouded in the golden sunset was gloomy at the moment, and the slender jade-like fingers pinched the steering wheel tighter and tighter.

Soon, the closed door was opened again.

This time, Chu Yi held the child in her arms, and the little baby lay on her shoulder, crying heartbreakingly.

Yuesao followed behind with a nervous face, while Sheng Jinghuai was concerned, and patted Chu Yi's shoulder lightly with her big hand to comfort her.

Chu Yi frowned tightly, with a worried look on her face.

Three adults and one child are intimate in the sunset, just like a real family.

The spark that had just been ignited in Zong Yanxiu's heart was faltering to be extinguished.

He looked at the woman who made him worry about it. He hadn't seen her for a month, and she had lost a lot of weight.

The brows and eyes are familiar and haggard.

The figure of the child fell into his sight again.

He looked at the child who had been cared for and loved by him for a long time, looked at this scene, and once again felt the pain of his heart being torn apart.

The big hand slowly clasped the position of the heart, under the palm, the beating heart became slower and slower.

His eyes gradually blurred, and a bitter smile spread in the silent carriage.

"Chui, that's what you said, miss me."

His smile, against the backdrop of the setting sun, was like a cry of weeping blood.

And the tears in the corners of the eyes are unbearable.

Chu Yi was protected by Sheng Jinghuai and got into the car.

She had clearly stepped into the car with one foot, and she seemed to feel something in her heart, and she immediately looked around.

At that moment, there was a strange feeling in my heart.

It's like... she's being watched.

Stared at by familiar people.

That familiar feeling is like Zong Yanxiu looking at her from afar!
Visible anxiety appeared on Chu Yi's pale face.

"Zong Yanxiu..."

Her hoarse voice came suddenly.

Sheng Jinghuai was suffocated, he pursed his thin lips, and looked at the woman's devastated appearance.

Bitterness spread from the bottom of his heart in his throat, he took a shallow breath, and patted Chu Yi's shoulder, "Get in the car, Jiashu is very sad."

Unwillingly, Chu Yi looked away, protected the child and got into the car.

She was in a restless state until she sat in her seat.

At that moment just now, she really felt that Zong Yanxiu was watching nearby.

Can……

Will not.

He is recuperating abroad now, and Shanshan said that his physical condition is not good, so it is impossible for him to appear in China at this time.

She held the child tightly, but looked out of the window unwillingly.

Trying to find out, the slightest trace of his existence.