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Zhou Yu'an knew that there was a high probability that Mingyan would freeze his bank card, so he lay down on the bed and calculated his expenses. The main reason was that the house he was renting now had a good location and a large area, and he would spend a lot of money every month.

Although he and Xu Xing partnered to start the company, but it was not on the right track to make a profit, he sighed, thinking that maybe he would ask Xu Xing to borrow money.

But this kind of "self-reliance" life really made him feel excited and fresh, and he couldn't help sending a text message to Zhong Fuchu:

"I'm free again, and I can fall in love with you freely!"

Zhong Fuchu naturally ignored him.

At this time, Song Dixin was calling Zhong Fuchu. Although he and Zhong Fuchu had finished the psychological consultation, he still couldn't let go after thinking about it because of a sudden change.

"I see that Yu'an has no intention of giving up at all. What are you going to do? Are you going to completely break up with him?" Song Dixin asked.

Zhong Fuchu was standing in front of the window, holding the old faded yellow umbrella in his hand, and said after a moment of silence: "I will stay away from everything about him."

All of this naturally includes Zhou Yu'an and his perfect family. He will still be a carefree young man from a rich family, living in a bright light.

Song Dixin breathed a sigh of relief, he was actually a little worried that Zhong Fuchu chose to continue entangled with Zhou Yu'an out of revenge, and that would hurt both sides.

Although he was a little cruel to Zhong Fuchu, he still said: "After all, 20 years have passed, and Yu An has no memory of what happened to you when you were young. I'm afraid it will be a big hit."

Song Dixin is somewhat selfish, Zhou Yu'an is his schoolboy and good friend, he can't bear to watch him wear away all his innocence in this relationship that is destined to have no good results.

"I know what you are worried about." Zhong Fuchu put the umbrella back to the window, and gently picked up the name tag tied on the umbrella handle. Zhou Yu'an's three words were almost blurred, "I will not destroy his life." .”

After all, it was the only bright spot in his dark childhood and youth, although there were too many resentments, he couldn't bear to erase it with his own hands.

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Fuchu opened the SMS, and there were many messages sent by Zhou Yu'an, each of which could imagine the expression on the sender's face at that time, his fingers unconsciously rubbed on the screen, and the memory under his fingers was as follows: Water flowed by.After a long time, he deleted all the text messages one by one.

After deleting the text message, he opened WeChat again. He has never used social software, and Zhou Yuan gave him this WeChat account, and Zhou Yuan was the only friend.

His avatar is still Zhou Yu'an, and the WeChat dialog box still stays on the "I miss you An'an" that he has read countless times. He closed his eyes, uninstalled WeChat, and leaned back on the sofa.

The goodness disappeared, life returned to the past, this is still an empty house, as if no one has ever lived in it, and the dream he thought was just a nightmare with a different face.

Zhou Yu'an got up early the next day. He heard that if he wanted to keep a man's heart, he had to keep his stomach. Without self-knowledge, he yawned and walked away before dawn. Into the long-unused kitchen.

According to the simple tutorial on the mobile phone, it took half an hour to make a crooked sandwich. He had no time to fry eggs, so he had to warm a glass of milk and prepare it for Zhong Fuchu next door, but As soon as he stepped out of the room, he happened to see Zhong Fuchu walk into the elevator.

"Fuchu!"

As soon as he shouted, the elevator door closed, and then it continued to run downwards without stopping.

Zhou Yu'an was not discouraged, he rushed over to press another elevator with the breakfast he made, and waited for a while for the elevator to arrive, but the elevator that Zhong Fuchu entered had already reached the negative floor.

He hurried into the elevator, pressed the button on the first floor, and prayed that no one would stop him on the way.

Fortunately, there was no one there so early. After he ran out from the first floor of the apartment smoothly, he happened to see Zhong Fuchu's car leaving the underground parking lot and driving towards the gate of the community.

The car was not far away, and the speed was not fast. He ran behind quickly and shouted "Fuchu".

The old man who crashed into a tree during his morning exercise yelled, "Young man, are you going to be late!"

Zhou Yu'an didn't have time to respond, he saw that the speed of the car was much faster, as if he wanted to get rid of him on purpose, a stubborn temper suddenly appeared in his heart, and he chased the car with wind under his feet, as if he didn't want to catch up with Zhong Fu Chu that person will disappear forever.

After running like a track and field final for a while, the car kept getting further and further away, until he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest, like a nail smashed into his lungs, and he had to stop chasing.

He was afraid of pain, and couldn't bear even the slightest bit of pain. He covered his left chest with his hand, and slowly squatted down on the ground.

After panting heavily for a while, the chest pain was no longer so painful, but there was a slight pain in the heart.

He knew that Zhong Fuchu had seen him, and he was just avoiding him on purpose.

No matter how firm and confident you are, you will inevitably be hit and hurt.

Most of the milk had been spilled, and the sandwich was separated from the flesh. He squatted on the ground dejectedly and didn't want to wake up. The high school girl passing by looked at him curiously.

"You, are you okay?" The girl was about to go to school, but when she saw someone squatting on the ground with a painful face, she turned back and bent over to ask after thinking about it.

"I'm fine, thank you." Zhou Yu'an shook his head, and the girl walked away in three steps.

Zhou Yu'an stood up slowly on the street in the morning light, took out the sandwich he made, and walked home while gnawing on it, his eyes began to blur and tears fell down.

Why is it so unpalatable? Fortunately, I didn't give it to Zhong Fuchu.

He will definitely dislike it.

Zhong Fuchu stared at the gradually shrinking figure in the rearview mirror, and clenched the steering wheel tightly, with prominent veins on the back of his hand.

The moment he saw Zhou Yuan squatting down, he stepped on the brakes and almost turned around, but he restrained himself in the end.

A traffic policeman came to inquire, but he still didn't take his eyes off the rearview mirror. He didn't start the car slowly until he saw Zhou Yu'an had stood up, carrying his bag and walking back for a while, and then drove forward absent-mindedly.

The hospital is as busy as ever, and there has been a recent change in the personnel of the Thoracic Surgery Department. The director Shao Fengwen left his job a few days ago and went to a private hospital in the city. Director, because although Zhong Fuchu is young, his abilities are outstanding.

Li Huiting followed Zhong Fuchu to the ward rounds. She glanced at Zhong Fuchu quietly, and felt that he seemed a little different today, and he seemed to be the same as before.

The teacher who managed to gain some warmth returned to his previous appearance, wrapped in layers of ice cocoons, making it impossible for people to get close.

In the office, Li Huiting handed a document to Zhong Fuchu for signature. Zhong Fuchu took it over in silence, signed it and handed it to her. She took a look and found a crossed out word before the signature. "Zhou", she was stunned for a moment, and just about to turn around and leave, she was stopped by Zhong Fuchu again.

At this time, Zhou Yu'an had already gone to the company. Xu Xing was playing with his mobile phone in the office. When he looked up, he saw Zhou Yu'an's eyes were reddish. He put down his mobile phone and said in surprise, "What's the matter? Was he really dumped?"

Zhou Yu'an sat down, lying on the table, with his arms around his head, and after a long moment of silence, he whispered: "He said that there is no possibility for me, so he ignored me."

"Fuck!" Xu Xing couldn't help swearing, sat down next to Zhou Yu'an, patted his head, and said indignantly: "You two will be together for a day, and the kid is playing with you?! Could it be because of you?" Mom? Although your mother looks like a nurse Rong, the one surnamed Zhong hasn't been needled yet."

Zhou Yu'an kicked Xu Xing's leg, "How did you talk?"

Xu Xing slapped himself on the mouth and said: "If he wants to break up with you because of such a trivial matter, then he is a coward through and through. Even if you don't break up now, you will not be able to go on sooner or later."

Zhou Yu'an shook his head desperately and said: "No, he is not such a person, there must be other reasons, but I don't know yet."

Xu Xing saw that he looked like he was being dumped and talking for others, so he got angry, grabbed Zhou Yu'an's ear and cursed: "You should be sober, maybe your mother ran to threaten others, why should I give you money?" You are 500 million, you leave my son, they may be counting the money to be happy now."

Zhou Yu'an slapped the table heavily, stared at Xu Xing and said loudly: "You are not allowed to say that about my boyfriend!"

Xu Xing raised his eyebrows, and snorted: "They don't want you anymore, you're not your boyfriend at all, why are you still obsessed with it?"

He didn't like Zhou Yu'an and Zhong Fuchu originally, and he had inexplicable hostility towards Zhong Fuchu. Now that Zhong Fuchu dumped his brother, he was even more angry. Rabbit, I can't shed my tears.

"Ancestor, don't cry!" Xu Xing was most afraid of Zhou Yu'an crying, so he quickly fanned his eyes with his hands, trying to fan back the tears, and confessed: "I was wrong, I deserve to die, he will definitely change his mind!"

Zhou Yu'an pushed Xu Xing's hand away, and sat in the corner silently, with his back to Xu Xing.

Xu Xing scratched his hair, sighed, and threw a pack of tissues over.

Zhou Yu'an was not in the mood for work, and stared at the busy traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze. After all, Xu Xing's words made him listen. With Mingyan's character, maybe he would really stage a scene of taking money and letting people go.

But Zhong Fuchu is not that kind of person at all, he suddenly refused to accept himself, there must be other reasons.

He was thinking about it when his phone rang, and when he looked at the screen, it was Li Huiting, whom he didn't contact very often. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, cleared his throat, and connected the phone.

"Miss Hui Ting?"

"Yu'an, take some time to come to the hospital for reexamination these two days, because your disease is quite easy to relapse, it's better to have an examination."

Zhou Yu'an was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Do other people who have undergone surgery also go for regular checkups?"

"This... Recently, we have implemented humanized services in our hospital, so we will ask about the situation of past patients and let them come for a checkup when they have time."

Zhou Yu'an had no doubts. When he thought of going to the hospital where Zhong Fuchu worked, his heart, which was still in pain just now, couldn't help becoming active again, and he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll come to check tomorrow!"

Li Huiting paused, and then reminded: "Yu'an, you haven't had the surgery for a long time now, so you must not do strenuous exercise, such as running or something, jogging is fine, you can't run too fast, you know?"

Zhou Yu'an thought about the chest pain from running too fast in the morning, so he said gratefully: "Thank you sister Hui Ting, I will remember."

"Haha, you're welcome, and remember not to drink too much, and you must take care of your body."

Zhou Yu'an nodded, sniffed and said, "Sister Hui Ting, you are so kind."

"Yu'an, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?" Li Huiting asked worriedly.

"...I just watched a very touching movie, it's fine."

"It's fine, just watch something funny and relax."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xing asked gossipingly, "Who? A woman?"

"The intern sister I met when I was in the hospital, I didn't expect her to care about me so much, and even asked me about my situation after I was discharged from the hospital." Zhou Yu'an was really touched, and couldn't help but sigh that there is true love in the world.

Xu Xing narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't the doctor call me to care about me after I was discharged from the hospital? It must be because they are interested in you. It's a pity, you are a crook."

Zhou Yuan threw the tissue back, "We are revolutionary friendship!"

Xu Xing accurately caught the tissue, raised Erlang's legs, and asked: "Brother will take you out to relax in the evening? During this period of time, you are busy with love and have left me in the cold. Besides, what's the big deal about falling in love, have a good time. Forget about him."

Zhou Yuan felt a pain in his heart when he heard the word "broken love", but he thought that he would see Zhong Fuchu in the hospital tomorrow, and his depressed mood became better. It is true that he hadn't played with Xu Xing for a while, so he nodded accepted.

He turned on the computer and went online, checked the thoracic surgery outpatient schedule on the website of Hannan Hospital, and saw that Zhong Fuchu would be attending the clinic tomorrow, so he quickly registered the expert number, and his mood went up to a new level.