Time and you are my fault

The air in the ward seemed to be torn apart by some special substance, and it was so heavy that people couldn't speak for a moment.

Shi Jing walked in with a blank expression, stood by the hospital bed, her cold eyes fell on Shi Yi's body, "Where is the injury?"

Shi Yi was taken aback, "Why are you here? Didn't you want you to accompany your daughter?"

As if he didn't hear Shi Yi's words, the man leaned over slightly, and took her arm with one hand. The red mark on it was still oozing with blood, it was the mark that Lu Qingqing smashed out with her bag.

Compared with the injury on her lower back, this is not even a skin trauma, so Shi Yi didn't care at all.

Shi Jing rang the bedside bell, and the nurse hurried in, and hurried out after listening to the orders.

The two get along like no one else, as if no one can get in.

Shi Jing used the iodine brought by the nurse to disinfect her, and the man's handsome face concealed the darkness that was about to come.

She was very uncomfortable with such an intimate touch, and she struggled a few times without breaking free, so she could only let him go.

But such a scene, in the eyes of the other two, is another matter.

By the window, Zong Yanke put away his mobile phone, glanced at the two people on the other side of the hospital bed, and slowly looked away.

A soft voice slowly overflowed the room, "Since Miss Shi is being taken care of, let's take our leave first."

The alienation in his tone made Shi Yi secretly frown.

"Thank you Mr. Zong and Ms. Zhao today." Shi Jing suddenly raised her head, and a cold light flashed in her eyes behind the lenses.

The eyes of the two men briefly intertwined in the air, and soon separated, as if nothing had happened, Zong Yanyu nodded lightly, and stepped away.

"Ah, when you take care of your injuries, I'll leave first." Zhao Meiqi withdrew her suspicious gaze, turned and left.

The door of the ward was closed, isolating the two figures outside the door.

Shi Yi felt a suffocating breath in her chest, and she slowly bit her lip.

"Let's see, there's no one left." The man sarcastically said beside his ear.

Shi Yi closed his eyes and didn't want to talk to him, but he was worried about Star, and asked, "Who do you let Xing stay with?"

"Andy." He replied.

They stopped talking to each other after that.

And outside the door.

Zong Yanzu came out one step behind.

When he turned to close the door, he passed the glass window and saw the two people in the room staring at each other.

I don't know what this scene reminded him of, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Meiqi stared at his face, as if she had seen a ghost, "What are you laughing at? It's weird."

The man glanced at her indifferently, and walked towards the elevator in silence.

The woman quickly grabbed the hem of her skirt and chased after him.

There were only two people in the elevator, Zhao Meiqi still couldn't hold back the curiosity, and asked in a low voice, "Just leave like this?"

"You want to stay here overnight, yes, go reopen a ward." The man replied lightly.

"Have you taken gunpowder?" Zhao Meiqi glared at him, and then found that the man's face darkened, and quickly put on a smiling face, "No, I heard from a long distance that you have a problem, so I rushed over to have a look. His ex-husband gave way?"

Zong Yanzu didn't seem to listen to what she said at all.

Zhao Meiqi didn't give up, she chased him after leaving the hospital building and asked, "I observed it, she and her ex-husband don't look like they are disconnected, you can do it."

The man in front of him suddenly stopped, and when he looked back, his eyes were cold, "Who told you, I'm going to attack."

Zhao Meiqi, "...everyone says that."

The man raised his head slightly, looked in the direction of the inpatient department building, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise, and then left.

Zhao Meiqi followed him into the car.

Zong Yanzu drove the car and slowly drove away from the scope of the hospital.

The flashing neon lights illuminated the night colorfully, but his heart was lonely.

Since having that dream last night, he has calmed down.

He hadn't touched a woman for four years, and when a special one appeared, he tried hard to find Chu Yi's feeling in her.

Be it talking or physical contact.

But he thought, it wasn't liking or love, but his soul was too eager for company.

In the past four years, he has come here without distraction. If it is not difficult to say that suffering is not difficult, that is for sure.

The loss after several dreams, the night when he couldn't relieve his desire, seeing a familiar scene, or meeting a mutual friend can all set off a turbulent wave under his calm appearance.

He misses her.

I really want to.

Thinking all the time.

He didn't die in the bathroom four years ago, and everyone thought he had finally hit rock bottom, survived, and the road ahead was uphill, and everything would be fine.

But...it didn't get better.

In the following year, he even did the same thing twice.

After sleep disturbance, the doctor prescribed tranquilizing medicine, and he bought a whole bottle of dosage and put it on the bedside.

But when he returned home that night, the medicine bottle was bitten by Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba, and the white pills were scattered everywhere.

The second time was a late night, he drove to the beach.

When he was walking towards the endless deep sea, fishermen who appeared at unknown time called to stop him.

The old man said, 'If you go on like this, she will definitely not see you. ' dragged him back abruptly.

Somehow, it seemed that she was still around, preventing him from doing this, or as the old man said, she didn't want to see him yet.

So he thought, just wait, when she is willing to see him, he will definitely go to her.

Life is neither long nor short, and it will pass soon.

Zhao Meiqi sighed softly, "Four years is really long enough, you don't have to feel guilty."

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman continued, "Why bother yourself, life is already so bitter, wouldn't it be sweeter, oranges are not the only fruit in the world, you can try grapes and apples."

The man held the steering wheel tightly, and a slightly hoarse laughter filled the car.

"You do not understand."

You don't understand, you've tasted the orange, but it's hard to appreciate the others.