It was said that the hospital staff helped him put it away. He remembered it that day. He saw the video of him expressing his love to his wife online. He sent him the name after knowing his name.
But he choked up after reading the contents of this phone.
After repairing it, he opened it, and it was filled with their memories.
The records in his own mobile phone are much higher than those in Zhuo Jian.
Even a lot of photos of their wedding and grandpa’s birthday, they are always so beautiful.
But some content made him feel a splitting headache after reading it.
Especially when he asked Zhuo Jian to come back and divorce him.
"Knock."
A knock on the door suddenly came out of the office. His dark eyes moved away from his cell phone and shot towards the door, with a cold voice: "Please come in."
Then the woman he just thought of appeared in front of him.
"Fu Yanye."
Zhuo Jian stuck his head out and said hello to him before entering.
Fu Yanye was stabbed in her heart by her smile, but she quickly smiled again.
As Zhuo Jian walked, he felt that something was wrong with him. After thinking it through, he suddenly accelerated to him and held his face, "Do you have a headache again?"
Fu Yanye looked up at her and hugged her on his legs, "No, when will he be back?"
"I went to the TV station an hour ago."
Zhuo Jian reported on the situation.
Fu Yanye frowned after hearing this, "You asked them to hide it from me?"
"I want to give you a surprise. Do you really have a headache?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Fu Yanye hugged her and buried her face between her shoulders and neck.
Zhuo Jian gently held his hair, and his eyes accidentally saw an old mobile phone on the table, and his heart trembled for no reason.
"That's ..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help asking.
Fu Yanye suddenly thought of something, immediately hugged her and turned around in the chair, and then asked her softly: "I won't go to work today?"
"Well, I asked for leave, don't change the topic."
Zhuo Jian agreed, but soon realized that he was deliberately trying to put aside that topic.
Fu Yanye looked at her suddenly pretending to be serious and immediately laughed.
Then he took his cell phone, then hugged her and asked her, "Do you know the password?"
"Know."
Zhuo Jian knew that when he asked this, it meant that it was indeed his previous cell phone.
But wasn't this mobile phone lost when something happened to him?
She entered the password and opened it and flipped it over and looked at him, "Where did you find it? When did you find it?"
"The staff from the hospital I was sent to before was sent here, and the day before I fainted."
“…”
Zhuo Jian listened, tears filled his eyes for no reason.
For a moment, I didn't know whether I was angry or upset, so I just looked at him with some complaints.
"Do you want to cry?"
Fu Yanye looked at her like that and asked softly.
"You really hate it. I promised to hide things from each other in the future."
After saying that, he stepped back from his arms, walked around the desk, and sat angrily on the sofa in the distance.
Fu Yanye looked at her coquettish look, and held the remaining body temperature in her palm with both hands and leaned back silently, then looked at her with deep black eyes.
Zhuo Jian couldn't hear him for a long time, so he looked up at him, and happened to see his deep black eyes looking at her, and suddenly smiled.
When Zhuo Jian smiled, he tightened his heart, "You can still laugh?"
Fu Yanye smiled even happier.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
He leaned lazily in the chair in a black shirt. He was supposed to be like King Yama, but at this moment he smiled like a happy big boy.
Zhuo Jian became more and more angry the more he looked at him, "I'll go home, you, you'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
The man who was alone in the empty room last night saw his little wife standing up from the sofa and asked him to sleep on the sofa. What a big deal?
"Which home is going back? Let me leave together after get off work."
At the door, he hugged her and murmured in her ear.
"Who is waiting for you to get off work? You won't mention anything to me about such a big thing."
Zhuo Jian muttered, complaining about being arrogant because of favor.
"I'm just afraid of scaring you. If I really want to hide it, I put up my phone when you came in just now, huh?"
He coaxed her softly, holding her body more and more.
Zhuo Jian felt soft-hearted when he heard it.
"I didn't sleep well last night, you're not here..."
"Ah Yeh."
Before he could finish his words, the person he hugged suddenly made a sound.
Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her. She covered her nose and rubbed it, and then said depressedly: "I didn't sleep well last night."
“…”
Fu Yanye's black eyes suddenly felt ache.
She is sick.
Fu Yanye raised his hand to touch her forehead without any fever.
But looking at her like this, she undoubtedly had a cold.
"Have you taken the medicine?"
"Well, I took the medicine before I left in the morning."
Zhuo Jian suddenly looked like a little girl, and as he spoke, he leaned against his arms again.
Fu Yanye hugged her, looked down, and felt heartbroken again.
I went to have a short-term deal, and I encountered so many things.
"Wu Fei."
He hugged her, opened the door and shouted outside.
"exist."
Wu Fei immediately put down her work and went to the door, but when she saw the two of them hugging each other, she quickly stepped aside.
"Today's will be changed to tomorrow morning, and I will get off work early."
Fu Yanye gave an order.
"Okay, boss."
Wu Fei dared not object.
After all, the boss’s wife returned from a business trip, and it seems that the two of them are inseparable from each other.
But in her heart, the boss and the boss lady never seemed so fucked. The boss lady was not the kind of person who stayed in her husband's arms all day long. While curious about what was going on, she called to notify her.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "Why should I postpone it?"
"You're sick."
Fu Yanye frowned and told her.
"Are you having a cold, no..."
Zhuo Jian didn't say the words, and suddenly smiled at his unhappy look: "I'm more important than the meeting? Can a small cold make you postpone the meeting?"
"So stupid."
What does she mean is more important than a conference?
She probably doesn't know how important she is.
How many times have he been rude to her since he was a child but made changes quietly?
But now she told these things, she might not believe them.
Fu Yanye hugged her in his arms again and let go after a long time of reluctance.
I just think why he was so stupid in those years.
If he had seen through his liking to her when he was a child, wouldn’t he have had the false feelings he had with Lin Ruxiang for so many years?
He looked down at Zhuo Jian in his arms, thinking that from now on, they would never have any rift or errors.
They are no longer children and cannot be so wasted.
Fu Yanye suddenly picked her up horizontally without warning.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he hugged his shoulder tightly, "What are you doing?"
"go home."
"Go home like this?"
Zhuo Jian asked nervously.
"Um."
"Then all your employees will see you hugging me, don't, hurry up..."