Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yan Jiayi ran out of the study room anxiously. When she ran to the kitchen door, she saw the plates shattered on the floor. Yu Zeqiu leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the floor with a painful expression.

"Brother!" Yan Jiayi rushed over to support him. Seeing that there was no color on his face, she looked for him anxiously, "Where is the medicine? Brother, where is your medicine?"

Yu Zeqiu's breathing was rapid and he couldn't say a word.

Yan Jiayi finally touched the medicine, took one out with trembling hands, and fed it into his mouth.

But his expression did not ease. Yan Jiayi hugged him to prevent herself from crying. She took out her mobile phone and wanted to make an emergency call.

Yu Zeqiu held her hand and shook his head at her with difficulty.

Yan Jiayi hesitated, put the phone aside, and asked him in a low voice: "How do you feel?"

Yu Zeqiu wanted to comfort her and tell her not to be afraid, but he couldn't say a word at all. Yan Jiayi hugged him, not daring to use too much force or letting go, so she could only wait quietly.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely, and every second is so painful.

Feeling that his breathing gradually calmed down, Yan Jiayi's tense nerves relaxed a little.

Yu Zeqiu looked at her pale face and asked distressedly: "Did it scare you?"

Yan Jiayi shook her head, "Can you move?"

Yu Zeqiu nodded, and Yan Jiayi helped him stand up and sit on the sofa in the living room. Seeing that his face was still not looking good, Yan Jiayi was a little worried, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No need." Yu Zeqiu touched her cheek, "It's not as serious as you think."

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Yan Jiayi looked into his eyes, "Are you afraid that your parents will know that I am back and that we are together now?"

"Warm..."

The cell phone rang suddenly. Yu Zeqiu looked at the cell phone on the coffee table. It was his mother's phone.

His mother had always been worried about him living alone in the apartment. She originally wanted to arrange for a nanny to come over, but he was not used to having an extra person at home.

Therefore, his mother would call him several times every day to confirm his safety.

Yan Jiayi took the phone and handed it to him. Yu Zeqiu answered the call. Yu Wei's worried voice came from the other end, "Xiaoqiu, why did it take so long to answer the phone? Are you feeling unwell again?"

"Mom, I'm fine."

"That's good." Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to make sweet and sour pork ribs tonight. Do you want to go home and eat them?"

"I...have something to do tonight."

"Then when mom is done, ask someone to send you a copy."

"No, I'm eating outside."

"With colleagues?"

Yu Zeqiu looked at Yan Jiayi beside him, "Yeah."

"Remember not to drink. If you feel unwell, please contact your mother at any time, okay?"

"Ok, I know."

Yu Wei warned him carefully for a while before hanging up the phone.

Yu Zeqiu's expression softened a lot. He really didn't know how to explain it to his parents. He was afraid of seeing their reproachful eyes and that they would regret adopting him.

But he knew that after Jiayi returned to China, his father would get the news within two days at the latest.

There are some things they have to face.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Yu Zeqiu came to his senses and said, "I'll just take a nap."

Yan Jiayi helped him back to the bedroom and stayed by his side. After he fell asleep, she went to the kitchen and collected the fragments scattered on the floor.

There was a tingling sensation on her fingertips, and blood flowed out. She hurriedly held it down.

The tears she was holding back fell, and she was so afraid that her brother would just lie in her arms and never be able to open her eyes again.

But there was nothing she could do to help him.

Yu Zeqiu slept until evening. When he woke up, he saw Yan Jiayi sleeping on the side of the bed. He reached out and touched the top of her hair.

Yan Jiayi opened her eyes and smiled when she saw that he was awake, "You're finally awake. I'm almost starving to death. The restaurant I often eat at has changed its chef. Let's go eat, okay?"

Yu Zeqiu nodded.

Yan Jiayi helped him get up from the bed. Yu Zeqiu looked at her with a smile, "I can get up by myself."

"You go change clothes, and I'm going to put on makeup," Yan Jiayi said seriously, "I want to dress up beautifully for our first date."

"You are beautiful no matter what."

"It can be even more beautiful." Yan Jiayi smiled and left his room.

Yu Zeqiu went into the cloakroom and carefully selected clothes. Yan Jiayi returned to the room, gathered her emotions, and carefully put on makeup and lipstick.

The two people came out of the room at the same time and couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's elaborate dress. Yan Jiayi walked over and gently took his arm.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Yan Jiayi suddenly regretted it. After all, in the imperial capital, their acquaintances were everywhere, let alone a place she often visited.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, they met a few acquaintances, but no one was surprised or looked at them strangely when they saw Yan Jiayi and Yu Zeqiu together.

Yan Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Yu Zeqiu helped her order her favorite dishes. Someone was playing the piano in the restaurant. Yan Jiayi couldn't help but think of Zhao Muyuan playing the piano for her, and felt a little guilty.

He is so good, he will definitely meet a girl who really likes him in the future.

Yu Zeqiu looked at her with a smile, "It's true that the chef has been changed, and the taste is not as good as before."

Yan Jiayi came back to her senses, "Really? Then I want to taste it carefully."

The two of them had dinner and left the restaurant together.

Not far away, Pang Miao got off the car and walked into the restaurant with a tall and thin boy. Pang Miao was a little surprised when he saw the two people walking side by side.

When she saw Yan Jiayi's hand on Yu Zeqiu's arm, Pang Miao laughed mockingly. The boy next to her stopped when she saw her and followed her line of sight to see the two of them, "What's wrong? Do you know them?"

Pang Miao held the man's arm, thinking that Yu Zeqiu didn't have long to live, and said casually: "I don't know him."

After the two people came out of the restaurant, they walked on the road to eat together. There was a little girl selling flowers outside the restaurant. The weather was very cold. The little girl was wearing very thin clothes and was shivering from the cold.

Yu Zeqiu bought all the flowers in her hand and handed them to Yan Jiayi.

Yan Jiayi held the flowers, smelled the fragrance, and watched him leaning over, patiently telling the little girl to go home early, with gentle eyes.

Yan Jiayi was worried about Yu Zeqiu's health, so she didn't go shopping for long and the two of them drove back to the apartment.

The car drove into the underground parking lot and Yan Jiayi got out of the car. The parking lot was very quiet. She was holding flowers in one hand and slowly approached Yu Zeqiu with the other.

Warm palms wrapped tightly around her little hands.

Yan Jiayi raised her head and looked at him with a smile, and Yu Zeqiu also looked at her. The two of them stopped at the same time, and Yu Zeqiu slowly lowered his head and approached her.

Just when the lips of the two people were about to touch each other.

"Xiaoqiu, Jiayi."