Endless Fall

  Chapter 4 Pei Zhi appeared and sent her to the hospital

   The dense clouds made it hard to breathe.

  Lin Jiao, who left Boyu, walked on the street in a daze, her dress was completely soaked, and her white shoes were also stained with mud.

   She watched cars drive by one after another, and a few crystal drops fell from the end of her red eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or raindrops.

   Gradually, his vision became blurred.

   The strong light of the electric car came oncoming, and in order to avoid it, she stumbled to the public seat covered with fallen leaves.

   A burning pain swept through his body.

   was no match for the coldness in her heart.

   "Lin Jiao?" An urgent low voice, accompanied by the sound of footsteps passing through the puddles, from far to near.

   The faint fragrance of cypress permeated her nose, and a suit was draped over Lin Jiao to shield her from the wind and rain and circled a safe area.

  Lin Jiao raised her eyes, followed the hand holding the umbrella handle blankly, moving up inch by inch.

  The man was wearing a white shirt with the button on the neckline buttoned to the top, with a noble temperament and a strong sense of abstinence.

   His appearance is very eye-catching, with clear outlines, and under the thick eyelashes, a pair of long and narrow eyes are slightly sharp.

   But the worry he expressed, but downplayed the sternness, and it was reassuring for no reason.

   "Does it hurt to fall?" His mellow voice, like a cello, played gently beside her ear.

  Lin Jiao returned to God: "Uncle..."

   Xu is a familiar person by her side, she removed her disguise, no longer concealed her fragility, and couldn't stop sobbing.

   Pei Zhi pushed back the hair stuck to the side of her face.

   He embraced her shoulders across the suit, and when he led her up, the umbrella handle tilted towards her.

   "Get in the car first."

   "Hmm." Lin Jiao limped after him, clutching the corner of his clothes with her left hand, her phalanges turning white.

   The Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road was still flashing double.

  The co-pilot's door was opened by him, and his warm palm covered the roof of the car. When she sat in, he went around to the other side.

   Pei Zhi raised the temperature inside the car.

   He shoved the tissue into her hand and didn't ask anything, just based on the memory in his mind, he drove all the way to the hospital.

   The sobbing stopped after a moment.

  Lin Jiao curled up into a ball, holding those swollen walnut eyes, looking at the neon lights flashing by the street.

   The rain doesn't seem to stop.

   As if she was caught in a vicious circle, she wanted to leave, but was tightly entangled by thousands of thoughts.

   "Buzz-buzz-"

   In a quiet enough environment, the sound of the phone vibrating is a bit abrupt.

   A numb tremor came from Lin Jiao's legs.

   She dug out the phone in her bag, looked at the incoming call alert, hesitated for a long time, but pressed the answer button.

   "姣姣, where are you?" Gu Quan stood in the corridor irritably, with one hand on his hips.

   As soon as he returned to the box, he heard that Lin Jiao had gone to him, and he didn't know whether the previous conversation had fallen into her ears.

   An indescribable emotion arose spontaneously. He had no idea in his heart, and he didn't even care about drinking, so he came out to make a phone call.

   "Outside." Lin Jiao's voice was hoarse.

   Finding that her tone was not right, Gu Quan frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

   "You send me a location and I'll find you."

  Lin Jiao was silent.

   In her heart, she doesn't want to see him now.

   She gathered up the suit jacket, and under the warm wrap, she had the courage: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

   "姣姣, you..." Gu Quan opened his mouth and thought of an explanation, but he couldn't say a word.

   He tore off the tie around his neck: "Okay." After two seconds, he asked again, "Aren't you going home tonight?"

   "No." Lin Jiao hung up the phone.

   She threw the phone into the wet bag, put it at her feet, and let out a sigh of relief.

  The soothing music penetrated into the auricle at this time.

   Lin Jiao, who was extremely tired, started to fight with her eyelids, and fell asleep unknowingly.

   "Lin Jiao?" Pei Zhi stepped on the brakes.

   Seeing an abnormal blush on her cheeks, he reached out to check the temperature between her forehead.

   The heat hit him, so he quickly unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, walked to the passenger door, and carried her into the hospital.

  In the vip ward.

   Pei Zhi rolled up one of his sleeves, leaned against the wall, and waited for the nurse to apply medicine to Lin Jiao and change her clothes.

   He bent his knuckles and tapped his arms lightly, his cold brows filled with worry.

   "Mr. Pei." The nurse came out with a silver tray on which were several pieces of gauze stained with blood.

   She lowered her voice: "Do you need an escort?"

"Need not."

   "Then you should pay more attention to the bottle, and when you're done, press the call bell, and I'll come and pull the needle."

   "Okay." Pei Zhi thanked him and walked into the ward.

   He stood by the bed with his back to the warm light, stared at the pale face, and smeared her dry lips with a water-soaked cotton swab.

   Such a fragile Lin Jiao made the feelings trapped in his heart break the cage, but he cherished her even more and did not want to see her again.

  I knew earlier…

   Pei Zhi secretly sighed.

   He held the hand holding the bottle, like a loyal knight, and silently guarded her all night.

  *

  The first ray of sunlight in the morning refracted in, like a layer of golden yarn, spread on the white hospital bed.

   Lin Jiao, who was awakened by hunger, opened her eyes.

   She looked around in confusion, and when she saw Pei Zhi sitting on the sofa and working on a computer, the memory of last night also emerged.

   "Awake?" Catching her gaze, Pei Zhi's hand on the keyboard paused and looked up.

  The two eyes collided.

  Lin Jiao lowered her eyes: "Uncle, thank you last night." She was a little embarrassed when he saw such a bad picture.

   "It's alright." Pei Zhi moved the computer from his knees, carried the heat preservation bucket, and walked to the bedside: "This is the porridge that Qu Shao cooked for you."

  Qu Shao is his assistant and driver.

  Lin Jiao had seen him several times, but he didn't want that big guy who looked at him fiercely and would do this.

   She slowly scooped a spoonful of porridge, her eyes lit up slightly when she tasted the fragrance.

   "Uncle, have you eaten?"

"not yet."

   "Then let's eat together?" She poured half of it into the bowl: "I can't finish it, so don't waste it."

   Pei Zhi responded, his thin lips slightly hooked.

   He watched her face recovering, and when she seemed to feel something, he restrained his gaze.

   Halfway through eating, Lin Jiao's cell phone rang.

   She didn't even want to give her a look. She waited until she was full before clicking on WeChat: "Uncle, can I be discharged from the hospital today?"

   "Yes." Pei Zhi pressed the call bell: "When the last bottle of drip is finished, I will discharge you from the hospital."

"sorry to bother you."

   "No trouble, are you in a hurry?"

   "I made an appointment with Gu Quan." When he mentioned him, Lin Jiao's expression was not the same as before, and the smile on the corner of her mouth faded.

   Pei Zhi raised his cheeks.

   He smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves and said in a cold voice, "Lin Jiao, love is not the only thing in life."

  Lin Jiao met those long and narrow eyes and said nothing.

   She knows these truths, but her feelings are unreasonable. For example, at this moment, she cannot face it calmly.

   (end of this chapter)