Chapter 368 Zhuo Jian, I don't want to endure it anymore
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, "It's okay, you know, he treats me as his sister."
"snort!"
Fu Yanye sneered after hearing this.
Ambiguous men and women usually start with brothers and sisters.
Didn’t she call him Brother Yan Ye when she was a child?
Later he became his woman.
"I suggest you don't go too close to him."
Fu Yanye said.
"We didn't move around very much. He just called to care when he heard Ouyang Ping say that I was injured."
Zhuo Jian explained.
"I haven't told you something, but I think you still know it."
"What?"
"His sister does look very much like you, but after his sister died, her heart transplant was given to Lin Ruxiang."
“…”
"He suddenly came to City A to use his dead sister to be friends with you, but he didn't tell you that her sister's heart gave Lin Ruxiang. Don't you realize it is strange?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian felt creepy suddenly after hearing this.
It turned out that his sister's heart was given to Lin Ruxiang. No wonder he didn't know what was right whenever he heard Lin Ruxiang's name. At first, Lin Ruxiang said that they were friends, so that's what it was.
But what does this have to do with her?
Fu Yanye saw her start to think deeply, and then he had a satisfied meal.
Fu Yanye slept on the sofa for a week, but that night suddenly sat by the bed and said to her, "Turn it?"
Zhuo Jian lay in the middle of the bed and looked at him, "If you don't want to sleep on the sofa, go back to sleep."
"I was afraid of getting hurt before, so I didn't dare to sleep with you in bed."
After explaining, Fu Yanye lay down on her side. Because she was in the middle of the bed, he could only occupy a side, so he turned sideways inward, trying to scrape the tip of her nose.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously moved inside immediately.
Fu Yanye's body rubbed inward.
Zhuo Jian was a little numb when he was next to half of his body. He looked at him in a blink of an eye: "I am a patient."
"I know, but you're just hurt."
Fu Yanye put down his hand and then reached into the cuffs of her wide pajamas.
Her arms were not as cold as before, and it felt comfortable to touch.
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned red. The solitary time this week was enough to make her feel upset, and he provoked her like this again.
"Zhuo Jian, I don't want to endure it anymore in the future."
Fu Yanye lowered his head against her shoulder and murmured.
Zhuo Jian felt ache in his heart and wanted to see him in a blink of an eye, but when he didn't see it, he felt a little lost.
There were only two people in the room, which was very quiet.
"What don't you want to endure?"
"you!"
Fu Yanye's hand was still gently stroking her, but the word "you" was very firm.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat for half a beat and he just lay quietly.
Fu Yanye rubbed against her shoulder again, "I know you want to stay away from me, but I don't want to. I don't plan to make things difficult for myself anymore."
Zhuo Jian listened quietly, not knowing how to reply to him.
In fact, many times, she doesn't know how to reply to him.
"No one knows which accident or tomorrow will come first. Why should I make myself unhappy in an uncertain time?"
“…”
So it makes her embarrassed?
Fu Yanye suddenly raised his head, supported his hand behind his ear, and said to her: "We must have one of us who is happy, right?"
"Why can't it be me?"
“Because I’m selfish.”
“…”
Zhuo Jian could not refute him any more.
Fu Yanye smiled and gently touched her cheek: "Are you sleep?"
Zhuo Jian thought that for them, sleeping might be the most important thing to do now.
If you continue to discuss it, you may have a quarrel.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, her lips were blocked.
Although he only pressed on it gently, he didn't bite or bite, just touched it.
Zhuo Jian listened to his heartbeat, and felt that he was in a panic and had no choice but to escape.
But Fu Yanye kissed her very seriously, and then said softly: "Good night, my Jian Jian."
Zhuo Jian dared to open his eyes again after he turned his back to her. In the darkness, she heard her heartbeat was still very irregular.
She went to see him in a blink of an eye, although she only saw his back.
She fell asleep after the early morning and returned to her childhood.
She always had the same dream after the early mornings these days. She dreamed that she saw her parents pick her up as soon as she left school after school.
But the joy in the dream will always be hit hard by reality.
She felt that she didn't understand, her father and mother.
She originally loved the most and thought she knew the most, but in fact she didn't know anything about it.
With Lin Jiaoyang's temper, would he have done something bad to her mother long ago, but her mother dared not say anything?
Is her mother brave or cowardly?
Where is her father? When she was exposed when she was threatened and her mother was exposed, how did the person who loved her mother and daughter like this embarked on an irreversible path?
Are humans so complicated?
——
The next day, Fu Yanye left before dawn.
Zhuo Jian stood by the window and looked at the light rain outside the building, and asked Yuan Man, "Do you know what he is going to do?"
Yuan Man shook his head ignorantly.
Zhuo Jian sighed, then pinched his phone and looked at him again.
At midnight last night, two WeChat messages came in.
She had forgotten it a long time ago.
July 17th, her birthday.
She opened her phone and said that the first one was Su Bai's. She wished her a big red envelope to be more and more beautiful and ride on Fu Yanye's head as soon as possible.
Then came Ouyang Ping, who said, "Baby, happy birthday. This year, I am congratulating you with my husband. I love you, and I will prepare gifts for you. Because your husband doesn't let me disturb your cultivation, so I wait.
You will be discharged from the hospital."
Zhuo Jian's lips curled, but someone still remembered her birthday.
She was just about to put away her cell phone, and then she received a call from Wang Yue. Before she could finish her mom shouting, she heard complaining inside: "Baby, happy birthday, your dead husband won't let us go to the hospital for you.
On your birthday, I said I was afraid of disturbing your cultivation. Why did he say he was so dictatorial? It was so hateful. Baby, my parents and grandparents were waiting for you to come back at home. The gifts were prepared for you. We will make up for it again when you come back.
One, we won’t take your husband, by the way, Chengcheng wants to wish you a happy birthday too.”
Zhuo Jian felt very warm in his heart. He was saying words of thanks when he suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.
Because there was a parking lot downstairs, he parked the car and came out from inside and she saw it at a glance.
Zhuo Jian was stunned and hung up the phone and asked softly: "Is that Fu Yanye?"
"It seems."
Yuan Man looked out.
Chang Xia, who came back from buying breakfast outside, saw both of them standing there and reminded him: "I bought breakfast."
Zhuo Jian and Yuan Man were both hungry, so they planned to eat.
"Xiaolongbao."
Zhuo Jian said a little disappointed after seeing breakfast.
"Well, your favorite zucchini filling."
Chang Xia said proudly.
"What about suddenly wanting to eat noodles?"
Zhuo Jian smiled, then sat on the sofa, planning to eat Xiaolongbao.
As a result, the door was quickly pushed open from outside. Fu Yanye saw three women inside, and there were two boxes of small buns on the table. He couldn't help frowning, and then walked in with a box and asked, "Who asked me to do that."