Time and you are my fault

In the middle of the night, Chu Yi slept soundly on the sofa.

She seemed to be extremely tired, and she finally let go of her psychological burden, revealing her exhaustion.

Zong Yanke was very energetic, he slowly got up from the bed, squatted halfway beside her, gently stroking her forehead and hair with his knuckle fingers.

Again and again, the movements are extremely gentle.

Her carefulness and thoughtfulness all day made him feel strange.

It seemed that while she was afraid and worried, there were other reasons mixed in.

But what was the reason, he couldn't guess.

The phone suddenly vibrated twice.

He got up, picked up his cell phone, and went to the balcony to answer the call.

"Mr. Zong, Miss Lin has been sent to Haicheng."

Zong Yanzu stared at the thick night outside the window, and hummed lightly.

"But we didn't find anything abnormal in the monitoring of the coffee shop. The coffee you drank that day has been processed. This cannot be verified, so..."

"I see." He replied with a cold voice.

What happened in the coffee shop last night, when he came out of the hotel, he asked people to investigate.

It is true that after drinking that cup of coffee, his body became abnormal.

He knew that Lin Luolian had given the medicine, but he didn't have any direct evidence to prove it.

"Let people keep an eye on her whereabouts. If she returns to the capital privately, tell me immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Zong."

He can guarantee that he did not do anything out of line that day.

But he still has a little worry.

He was even worried that Lin Luolian would get in the way.

What would Chu Yi think if he knew that he and Lin Luolian had been alone in the hotel for three hours.

The slender figure of the man turned around on the balcony, looking at the little woman sleeping on the sofa inside.

His face was extremely quiet, which caused a wave of turmoil in his heart.

Now, because of one person, he also began to worry about gains and losses, and he was no longer like Zong Yanxi in the past.

Chewie once wrote in her diary.

To like someone is to cry for him, laugh for him, and be happy all day for a collision of eyes.

Now, he also experienced this feeling for himself.

In the past, he hated being controlled by others, but now, he is willing to be led by Chu Yi.

Emotions are one thing and one thing, surrendering to her, he is happy.

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On the third day, the Mo family brothers and Han Qifeng came to inspect the flaws together with large and small packages of nutritional supplements.

More than a dozen gift boxes were about to fill up the small coffee table.

The three of them sat down on the sofa carelessly, Chu Yi got up to pour water.

As a result, his buttocks had just been lifted from the chair, and his shoulders were heavy, and he was pressed down by the man's big hand and sat back down.

He glanced at them coldly, with a thin smile on the corner of his lips, "They have hands."

The meaning of this sentence is too obvious, it is a very direct statement, if you want to drink water, pour it yourself, let my wife serve you, there is no way.

"Huh!" Mo Qingming rubbed his arms, feeling uncomfortable when he was shown a loving face.

Chu Yi blushed, even if she was a close friend, she was still a guest here.

Zong Yanxuan was willing to spoil her, but she couldn't be rude.

He patted the man's hand lightly, then got up, and handed the fruit plate that he had cut in his spare time to the three of them, "I just cut it."

But as soon as she spoke, the three people on the sofa were obviously taken aback.

For no other reason, Chu Yi spoke too loudly.

Han Qifeng blinked his big eyes, looked at the man on the hospital bed with doubts, and waited for his explanation.

Zong Yanqi squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and said in a soft tone, "Hearing has not fully recovered, so she can't realize how loud she is speaking."

Since last night, Chu Yi's voice has been able to speak normally, but she can't control and realize how loud her voice is.

The three brothers looked at each other meaningfully.

Chu Yi stupidly sat back on the chair beside the bed, looked at Zong Yanzu, "Drink water?"

He nodded, with a smile on his brow and eyes.

Chu Yi handed him the used cup, the water temperature was moderate, warming her heart.

The three of them stared straight at the intimacy between the two as if no one else was there, as if the air was filled with the smell of dog food.

Mo Qingming shook his body, grabbed the fork, forked a piece of apple, and when he was about to hand it to his mouth, he suddenly felt a chilly gaze.

He looked over, and saw a man in a striped hospital gown on the hospital bed, with gloomy coldness in his eyes, looking at his paws.

Mo Qingming, "..."

Immediately, he became angry, staring at the peach blossom eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it just eating a plate of fruit cut by your wife? I brought you so many gifts, not enough for a bite of fruit?"

The man leaned back slowly, and said calmly, "My wife cut it with her own hands, and it won't be exchanged for anything."

Mo Qingming looked at the apple in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was not delicious, "Brother, I'm going to the fruit wholesale market, I'm going to pack all the apples and distribute them on the street!"

A slight smile appeared on Mo Shaoming's handsome face, and he looked at Zong Yanzu, "When will you be discharged from the hospital?"

"tomorrow."

"So early? No longer raising?"

"It's the same everywhere, she doesn't feel comfortable sleeping on the sofa."

In fact, he wanted her to sleep on the bed last night. The bed in the high-grade ward was big enough for two people to sleep in, but Chu Yi firmly opposed it, for fear that her indecent sleeping position would touch his wound at night.

"That's enough, brother, Qi Feng, let's go. If we don't go, we don't have to eat lunch." Mo Qingming suddenly stood up from the sofa and walked outside.

Chu Yi looked at them in a daze, and hurriedly got up, but was teased by Han Qifeng, "Sister-in-law, don't send me off, lest my Brother Xiu get up from the bed and carry you back."

Chu Yi nodded lightly, waved to a few people, and watched them leave.

Suddenly, Chu Yi's phone vibrated, and Lian Shanshan sent a video invitation.

She glanced at the man with closed eyes, moved her body, went to the balcony to answer the call, and closed the door along the way.

The man glanced at her back lightly, and closed his eyes again.

Suddenly, his eyelids snapped open, and he listened to the sound from the balcony.

"Look at your worthless appearance, what's the matter, if Zong Yanqi really plays ball, you have to die for love."

Chewie didn't connect her earphones, and the sound was very loud, but it sounded normal to her.

"I won't lie to you, I really thought about it..." She lowered her voice and tapped the peeling cement block on the balcony with her fingers, "When I got into the ambulance with him, and when I was waiting at the door of the emergency room, I I thought so."

Lian Shanshan, "..."

Seeing Chu Yi's expression of serious consideration, she sighed secretly, "You're stuck in this pit and can't get out."

She looked at the sky in the distance, sighed with a bitter voice, "Yes."

Can't get out.

I can't get out for a long time.

"I'll take you to the temple to pray after you're discharged from the hospital, to dispel bad luck for you." Lian Shanshan tilted her head to look at her.

Chuy thought for a while, "Okay."

In the past few months, the bond between her and Zong Yanzu has become deeper and deeper, but the grievances between the two have also become more and more.

After hanging up the video, Chu Yi stood still on the balcony, looking into the distance with her eyes unfocused, as if she was planning something.

Suddenly, there was a shock from behind, and then, a warm breath enveloped her from behind.

The corners of her lips curled up, and she turned her head to look at him.

Zong Yanzu was wearing a loose overcoat, wrapping her slender body together.

He bent down and rested his chin on her shoulder, "Chui."

She seemed to hear him calling her and looked at him suspiciously.

The distance between the two was very close, and her lips brushed his cheek lightly, like a feather that fell down inadvertently and was blown away by the wind.

He looked at her, and in each other's pupils, there was only the other's face.

He moved closer and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Just kissed lightly and looked away, and then heard him say in my ear, "It's okay."

"It's just a feeling. It's great to be able to hold you in such a real way."

His cheek gently rubbed against her face, in an extremely dependent posture.

Chu Yi squeezed the phone harder, her heart was beating gently, but her nasal cavity was a little sore.

In the past two days, they have concentrated on taking care of him, and the two of them kept silent about what happened on the night of the accident, tacitly shutting out those scenes that they didn't want to recall.

But tomorrow I will leave this ward, this temporary harbor like a shell.

But how long can she hide.

He and Lin Luolian embraced and entered the suite, the glaring hickey on his collarbone, the tooth marks on his back...

It was a series of wounds running across her heart.

It cannot be erased, nor can it be ignored.

The hands hanging by the side clenched into fists.

Finally, she turned around, wrapped her arms around his waist lightly, rested her head on his chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

It was because she was greedy and always wanted to get more love and joy from him.

But how long can this joy last...