Quick Wear: The male protagonists all fell in love with her at first sight

021 didn't dare to go forward at all, but even so, it still felt a chill on its back.

My mind was already constantly imagining the scene inside the small dark room, and my heart was already in tears. Woo woo woo, it was so scary. I already knew I was wrong.

The evening cast a dreamy coat over the capital city. As the school bell rang, Zhou Yu'an appeared at the school gate wearing the same uniform as everyone else.

He had a cold face, without any of the happiness shown by others.

He had just stopped and was inspecting his car when someone suddenly grabbed his shoulders from behind. He subconsciously pushed the person away.

Because he lost control of the strength, the classmate who was holding him was pushed far away. After he stood still, he was still dazed. Seeing the cold look on Zhou Yuan'an's face, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw his parents waving at him not far away, so he quickly ran towards them, leaving Zhou Yu'an alone there.

This was his first week at school, and the boy just now was called Jiang Yang, and he was assigned to sit next to him by the teacher.

The action just now was his subconscious reaction. By the time he reacted, Jiang Yang had already run out. He looked in the direction Jiang Yang left.

He saw his father holding Jiang Yang's schoolbag and his mother holding his hand. The setting sun stretched the picture of the three of them holding hands very long.

Zhou Yu'an stared at the scene in front of him without blinking, and kept staring until he could no longer see it, reluctantly leaving his sight.

Suddenly, a tall figure enveloped him, and a familiar voice sounded in Zhou Yu'an's ears, "An An is home."

Zhou Yu'an came back to his senses, turned around and saw Zhou Ziyan behind him. He didn't know how long the other party had been here, nor did he know whether he had seen Jiang Yang's family of three.

Zhou Yu'an looked at the man in front of him, who was dressed in a suit and had his hair combed meticulously. His aura was even stronger than it was five years ago. His face remained cold all the time, and the wedding ring on his hand never left his body. He had also seen with his own eyes how he dealt with women with bad intentions.

Zhou Yu'an is not a real child, he has the soul of an adult. He knows how rare it is for someone like Zhou Ziyan to take care of Jiang Rou personally for five years without fail.

It is because he knows all this that he can see the fatigue in the other person's eyes through his cold appearance, so he only feels heartache when he sees the other person.

Zhou Ziyan saw his son staring at him blankly, shook his head helplessly, took his schoolbag, took his hand and walked towards the car.

In the car, Zhou Ziyan asked softly, "Have you made friends at school?" Zhou Yu'an was afraid that he would worry, and the next moment he thought of Jiang Yang who had been talking nonstop beside him, and said to Zhou Ziyan, "I have made a new friend. He is my deskmate and takes good care of me."

Although his tone was light, Zhou Ziyan was relieved when he heard what he said. Zhou Yu'an is already ten years old this year. Ever since Jiang Rou's accident, he has been hiring a tutor at home. He was afraid that Zhou Yu'an would not be used to it.

Zhou Ziyan gently rubbed the back of Zhou Yu'an's head, and the father and son returned to silence.

Zhou Ziyan was dozing off in the back seat, and soon he could hear the sound of his even breathing.

Zhou Yu'an whispered to Special Assistant Chen who was driving, "Uncle Chen, please turn up the temperature in the car." After he said that, silence returned to the car.

Special Assistant Chen sighed inwardly as he looked at the father and son in the back seat. Because of an incident five years ago, the father and son looked more and more alike, both cold and taciturn.

Special Assistant Chen wanted to explain for Zhou Ziyan, so he said, "The president went to school as soon as the plane landed, and he hasn't rested since last night." After that, he glanced at Zhou Yu'an through the rearview mirror.

Zhou Yu'an lowered his head and no one could see the emotions on his face. Special Assistant Chen sighed again.

The car stopped and Zhou Ziyan slowly opened his eyes. Special Assistant Chen watched the father and son walk into the villa and sighed again.

After Zhou Yu'an changed his shoes after entering the room, he went straight to the second floor. Every day after school, he would stay in Jiang Rou's room for an hour before going downstairs.

As soon as Zhou Ziyan arrived at the door, he saw that it was not closed tightly. Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard Zhou Yu'an's voice coming from inside the door.

"Mom, I saw Jiang Yang's dad and mom today. He looked so happy. Although he has a lot of shortcomings, I still envy him so much." Zhou Yu'an's voice became more and more choked, and finally a low sob was heard.

Zhou Ziyan stood at the door without moving, but his red eyes and clenched white hands revealed his emotions.

After tucking in the quilt for Jiang Rou, Zhou Yu'an walked out quietly. Immersed in sadness, he didn't notice Jiang Rou's slightly moving fingers at all.

As night fell, the entire villa was shrouded in darkness. There was no light in the room, only a faint moonlight shining through the window. Zhou Ziyan sat on the edge of the bed, holding Jiang Rou's hand.

His forehead rested on Jiang Rou's hand, and sobbing sounds were heard in the silent room. He couldn't remember how many times he had cried. He only knew that every day when Jiang Rou was not around, he was like a walking corpse. Only at this moment did he feel truly like a human being.

After calming down, Zhou Ziyan said, "Arou, it's time to wake up. An An misses you very much, and I miss you too." His voice was low and hoarse with a hint of tenderness.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ziyan felt his clenched hands move. He thought he was hallucinating until he felt Jiang Rou's fingers moving slightly again.

The next second, the villa, which was shrouded in darkness, was suddenly brightly lit, and Zhou Yu'an, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of a car downstairs.

He walked to the stairs in a daze and saw people in white coats rushing upstairs.

Thinking that something had happened to Jiang Rou, he woke up instantly and ran towards Jiang Rou's room.

As soon as he entered the room, he met eyes with Zhou Ziyan who looked excited. Before Zhou Yu'an could react, he heard "An'an, Mom is about to wake up."

It was as if countless fireworks exploded in Zhou Yu'an's mind. The news made him dizzy and he couldn't seem to believe his ears.

He walked towards the bed uncontrollably. Looking at Jiang Rou who was still the same as usual, Zhou Yu'an felt that Zhou Ziyan was lying to him.

But after the doctor conducted a series of tests and blurted out his shock, he realized that he was not dreaming, and Zhou Ziyan had not lied to him, his mother was really about to wake up.

"Zhou, this is really amazing. Your wife's vital signs have recovered to normal, but she was not like this two days ago," a foreign doctor said in disbelief in broken Chinese.

Hearing his words, Zhou Ziyan felt relieved and a wave of joy came over him, making him dizzy. His Rourou was finally waking up.

Zhou Yu'an also came to his senses and hurried to the bed. Zhou Ziyan saw that he was barefoot and carried him to the bed. Zhou Yu'an held Jiang Rou's hand tightly. Everyone present could feel the excitement of the father and son.

Special Assistant Chen, who was called in late at night, stood aside. For some reason, he was particularly sentimental today. Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, and he shouted in his heart that the CP he was supporting was not a good match.