I don't deserve your love

And sit beside her.

-

It was dreams, one after another, which exhausted her.

"Give me one more chance, just one more time."

"I do not."

Zhuo Jian woke up from her sleep and opened her eyes directly this time.

then……

The man was well dressed and cold, but looked at her with pitiful eyes.

"Dream?"

"..."

The dream and the reality overlapped, she looked at him in surprise, and it took a long time to find her voice: "Why are you here?"

"Knowing that you are dining here, I thought I would be able to finish it."

"Oh."

After Zhuo Jian listened, she bowed her head in agreement, recalling that dream again, and buried her head even lower.

"What dream did you have? You seem to be scared?"

Fu Yanye asked softly.

Zhuo Jian felt that he was very close, so she turned her face away and looked away. After thinking for a long time, she didn't think of an excuse, so she changed the subject and asked him weakly: "I want to drink water, can I?"

"Hold on."

Fu Yanye watched her get up for a few seconds, and naturally went to serve her.

He still sat beside her again, but brought her a glass of warm water.

Zhuo Jian took a sip of water, saw that he was still there, and seemed to be planning to sit here for a long time, so she tried to ask again: "Are you okay?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye stared at her and agreed.

Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes and saw that he seemed to want to laugh?

Why is he trying to laugh?

Fu Yanye leaned forward slightly, his voice was somewhat soft, "Are you trying to drive me away?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian drank water to hide her embarrassment.

"I was looking for you in the private room where you had dinner, Zhuang Zhimin didn't make things difficult for you anymore, did he?"

Fu Yanye didn't mind her avoiding her, and asked again.

"Sister Ling is here."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye was puzzled, did this have anything to do with Yin Ling?

"Whenever he speaks, Sister Ling will definitely make him lose face."

"..."

Zhuo Jian took another sip of water, and was so bored that she went to see him again, and found that he was quite sober at noon today. As he said, he should have come to her after having a party, but he didn't drink?

Seeing her looking at himself, Fu Yanye looked at her too, and asked her, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, you didn't drink at noon today."

"Ah."

He laughed again.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking of, why was he smiling silly?

She felt that she was very weak, and drowsy again after drinking half a glass of water, so she could only look at him again, "Do you mind if I sleep a little longer?"

"do not mind."

Fu Yanye took the water glass she sent back, looked at her and said.

"Then, it's better to leave."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she turned around and lay down again, closing her eyes.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a moment, still smiling slightly, leaning over slowly.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

"Do you mind if I lie next to you for a while?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian forgot to breathe for a while, and immediately answered him after recovering her voice: "No."

"Really heartless."

he said, and walked away from her slowly.

It's just that the edges of her ears are so red, which makes him proud.

Not long after she heard the door closing, she turned around immediately to make sure he had left, then lay down and breathed.

She wanted to sleep, but thinking that she was always dreaming, she sat up, found an ordinary thermometer and put it under her arm, and then went out casually.

On the large sofa, there was a slender figure lying there, Fu Yanye.

She didn't continue walking, and turned back silently.

"Zhuo Jian."

It's just that she turned around and didn't take two steps when his voice sounded behind her.

"Ok?"

She turned her head and looked at him.

Fu Yanye was already lazily lying on the back of the sofa, and asked her with a smile: "Would you like to sit together for a while? There is a new movie that is not bad."

See a movie?

Lonely and widowed.

"No, I have a headache, I just came out to find some medicine."

"Headache? Do you have a fever again?"

His expression became tense for a moment, he dropped his phone and got up and walked towards her.

Zhuo Jian watched him approaching step by step, and an idea popped into her mind, let's go.

Just as soon as she turned around, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her a little harder. Zhuo Jian put her long hair into his arms and looked at him with a pale face.

"Have you climbed to the top of the mountain and blown air?"

Fu Yanye put his worried hand on her forehead and asked naturally.

"Ah."

She couldn't say anything else.

In fact, I caught a cold before I went hiking in the morning.

Fu Yanye touched the temperature of her forehead and didn't move for a while.

She was so close to him, his whole heart became extremely soft, he couldn't help but look down at her, and then quietly replaced his palm with his forehead.

Zhuo Jian felt that his forehead was really hard.

"I have a little fever. I'll find a thermometer to help you measure it. If it's not high, let's take some medicine and sleep again, huh?"

"Fu Yanye, are you sticking to me on purpose?"

Zhuo Jian whispered hoarsely.

"I'm just taking your temperature."

"I'm not so sure."

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes, but she was actually suffering too.

"How can a man chase a woman without doing anything, he always finds a way to get ahead, hold hands, kiss..."

He was about to kiss her as he spoke.

Zhuo Jian instantly raised her head and covered her mouth.

Accidentally touching his nose with his knuckles, the pain made the tip of his nose sore, and he frowned at her.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She didn't mean to.

Would he want to beat her up?

still is……

"pain."

"what?"

He actually slowed down for a while, and only said one word of pain?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, breathing lightly and cautiously, for fear that he would give her a violent blow in the next second.

But there was nothing, he just said: "It really hurts."

"Feel sorry."

Zhuo Jian thought, maybe she is being stingy, but Boss Fu is still very generous.

Who knew that she just wished him well, and he immediately lost his face.

"I, I really didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Zhuo Jian said immediately.

"Didn't we say early on, don't say sorry, don't say sorry, don't say thank you?"

"..."

"Go back to bed and lie down, I'll go find a thermometer."

"I've actually measured it, 37 degrees five."

"Then I'll go find medicine."

"Then can I wait for you on the sofa?"

"can."

Fu Yanye could see at a glance the reason why she didn't want to go back to the bed. She was willing to miss him so much because he could indeed do something that a man should do on the bed. He was very upset at the moment and left her suddenly gone.

Zhuo Jian was relieved.

Fu Yanye went to find the medicine, thinking of her small actions of carefully trying to keep a distance from him, he still sighed unconsciously, and when he found the medicine and was about to take it out for her, he received a call.

It's Chen Xiang.

"Yan Ye, is Zhuo Jian with you? Jasmine is not doing well in the hospital. She has been clamoring to see Zhuo Jian. Can you bring her here?"

When Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye rushed to the hospital, Shen Moli was already in the operating room.

Sudden heavy bleeding from the lower body, the child had to be cut out immediately, otherwise both mother and child's lives would be in danger.

When Zhuo Jian arrived, she was taken by the medical staff to change clothes and then entered the operating room.

When she first saw the bloody scene, Zhuo Jian even forgot how to walk.