Zhuo Jian said lightly, and he didn't even look at him again when he passed by.
——
Fu Yanye still stood there and didn't leave after Wang Rui drove her away.
Not long afterwards, he called Li Heng and asked him to send him back to Shengyuan.
That night, Shengyuan was the only one who was himself, and their wedding videos.
I don’t know how many times he put it in the projector, but he leaned against the bed, holding the ashtray and the cigarette roll.
The man who appeared in the projector was full of the woman in a wedding dress.
He must have loved her very much.
Then, he should trust her very much.
Know her very well?
Even though Lin Ruxiang was critically ill, he didn't want to look at her anymore.
But that night, he drove to the door of the prisoner's treatment place.
The car was parked there and there were staff inside.
It was obvious that they had contacted each other, but he held the direction and pressed his head against the middle.
He suddenly thought that if he went to see Lin Ruxiang again, that woman would definitely go crazy.
What's the use of seeing you?
How could Lin Ruxiang have an antidote?
Fu Yanye drove the car to the hospital door again. He thought that it might be more useful to force those people to speed up the development of the antidote.
He spent the night on the road.
Zhuo Jian returned to the old house, and the next morning, he still had a calm atmosphere with his elders and sent the little ones to class.
When I wasn't working, time seemed to slow down.
One morning, she spent an office with Ouyang Ping's public relations company, two people.
Seeing that she was always distracted, Ouyang Ping closed her notebook, looked at her and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with you and your husband?"
"I'll finish writing this manuscript first."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to mention it, so he looked down at the person in his laptop who needed public relations, a supermodel for the night meeting of the Mushi Shaodong.
"Can you write well now? Where is the ring?"
Ouyang Ping looked at her hands and was at a loss.
Zhuo Jian looked down at his hand, smiled bitterly, "Take it."
"Have it thrown away?"
When Ouyang Ping heard what she said frivolously, she frowned unconsciously, "What the hell is going on with you two?"
Zhuo Jian can never tell others about those things easily, but Ouyang Ping can say them as much as possible.
After hearing this, Ouyang Ping sneered: "He was jealous. If it were in the past, in this situation, he would have to lock you up at home, and now he even asked you to go out."
“…”
Zhuo Jian was speechless.
But Ouyang Ping said, "What are you going to do?"
"I just want to let the baby be born smoothly now."
Zhuo Jian said.
"Then keep hanging him, but I guess it won't take a few days..."
“He said he didn’t understand me.”
"Um?"
Ouyang Ping was stunned.
"He has been back for so long, and we have been sleeping in the same bed for a while. He said he doesn't understand me."
“…”
"He believes what everyone around him says, but I only need to explain it repeatedly, every detail, over and over again."
"Hey, he has lost his memory, what can we do?"
"Is it because he has lost his memory that I don't even have the qualification to be angry?"
She has been enduring from the beginning.
How many words did he say to hurt her after losing his memory?
How many things have you done to hurt her?
She thought she could endure it all the time.
But they had already gotten up a while ago, and he even told her what he must have loved her very much before. He always kissed her affectionately, always liked to stick to her and let her be by his side, even when cooking.
.
But just because of Liu Yuntian's hug, he didn't believe anything.
Ouyang Ping thought Fu Yanye was very angry, but it was obvious that Zhuo Jian was angry and had not yet reached an irrational situation.
However, when Fu Yanye was having an article about a party with a woman that day, he came to visit.
Their circle is too small, even if it is not spread to Weibo, it will be on WeChat Moments.
Zhuo Jian saw the woman in a narrow black skirt in his circle of friends and was talking in his ear, looking very sexy.
However, they have not seen each other for almost a week. Zhuo Jian also didn't know what he said in front of others after seeing his friends circle.
There were some famous hosts on the platform that gathered. Because of the Starlight and the Director, he asked Zhuo Jian to go and sit there. Zhuo Jian happened to buy baby clothes at a nearby baby shop, so he went there.
As a result, not long after, someone asked her: "Why haven't you put your wedding ring on? Are you really going to get a divorce?"
The couple's relationship has gone through many twists and turns, and the good colleagues in the stage think they shouldn't get divorced.
After all, they are all smart people and pay attention to reputation.
"What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to ask curiously.
"Don't you know? It's because both of you and your wife don't wear wedding rings, so some people think you two have divorced secretly and start rubbing against your husband."
The female colleague reminded her.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian remembered the photo in his circle of friends that day and unconsciously lowered his eyes.
When my wife saw other women rubbing against her husband, how could she really think that nothing had happened? But what could she do now?
Their fate is in him.
If he wants to continue, continue.
If he doesn't want to, then she...
Just treat it as liberation.
Zhuo Jian thought so and stood up: "I'll go outside for some breath."
After Li Yuqing watched her go out, she quickly left without saying a word.
Zhuo Jian found a cool place to stand and looked out the window at the moonlight.
There is only one moon in the sky, and the moon is still very beautiful.
Seeing that she was listless, Li Yuqing walked over, "Have you made up yet?"
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and smiled slightly, "I'm afraid it won't be better."
The wounds in my heart have never been scabbed.
"It will always get better. Now that you are pregnant, you should try to be more open-minded, huh?"
Li Yuqing comforted her softly.
Zhuo Jian listened and nodded: "Yes."
Everyone told her to be open-minded.
Is she unhappy?
It’s just that she is very tired when she is pregnant, so she can’t get up, right?
You can eat and sleep normally.
Li Yuqing saw that her hair fell from behind her ears and raised her hand and wanted to hook her back.
Zhuo Jian saw his hand stretching out.
Li Yuqing stopped in time and smiled, "I almost lost my sense of responsibility."
He let it go back.
Zhuo Jian then looked at him, and finally smiled helplessly.
"The hair is long."
Li Yuqing said.
Zhuo Jian nodded again: "Yes."
Her hair was long again, but the person who liked her long hair was not there.
Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked out the window, opening the window a little wider.
Seeing that she wanted to blow the cold wind, Li Yuqing reminded her again: "Don't blow too much cold wind, it's not good to catch a cold."
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly.
This is not good, nor is that good either.
It’s not okay to be sad, and you can’t control it if you are not sad.
"Mr. Fu, are you here."
Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard, and both of them turned to look for the voice.
Fu Yanye greeted the man sideways.
"Go over, everyone is waiting for you."
I don’t know whose secretary it was, so I came to him politely.
Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian can't see clearly, she doesn't like to wear glasses.
But at that moment, their eyes seemed to meet somewhere.