The room was quiet, and her expression was restrained and calm, but when she breathed, a gust of wind blew into her heart. Something important seemed to be about to be blown away, but she pressed it down in time.
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"Teacher Zhuo, Teacher Zhuo?"
"ah?"
She was absent-minded for two consecutive days, and suddenly she lost her voice during the interview.
Everyone outside the camera looked at her in confusion.
Jian Qian woke her up and couldn't help looking at her in confusion. She always had no distractions when she worked.
But she couldn't concentrate. He had no phone number, WeChat, and no news in the past two days.
If that report is true, if he really recovers his memory, how could he not look for her?
Or, is this what he left before his business trip?
He actually just doesn't want to get involved with her anymore?
But when he comes back, they should...
"hiss!"
She came to her senses after holding the cup to collect water. But as soon as she let go of the cup and held the cup, the cup fell to the ground.
Today she used a white porcelain cup and broke it in half.
But she looked at the cracked cup on the ground and began to get distracted again.
This was bought when they went to the supermarket together that year. She had been using a thermos before. It was warm and she only got it to the office for use recently.
In the blink of an eye...
The door was knocked from outside, and she came to her senses and said, "Please come in."
"Madam, what's wrong with you?"
Yuan Man ran in and saw the broken cup on the ground and looked at her holding hands at a glance.
The back of the fingers was burned red. Yuan Man couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at her. He pinched her hand and shouted: "Xia Xia, Xia Xia."
"Here you come."
"Mrs. I'm scalded. I call to prepare a car to go to the hospital."
Yuan Man said, gently whispering to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian looked at it and felt the cool breeze on his back. He only felt how lucky he was to have such a good person to take care of her.
"It's okay, just apply some ointment."
Fortunately, it just burned some of the index finger and back of the hand.
"real?"
Yuan Man didn't trust her, and felt that her hands were about to swollen.
But Zhuo Jian insisted and only applied ointment.
Later, two very small bubbles appeared. Zhuo Jian thought after seeing this, and when he got home, he picked it up with a needle.
But when she was about to go home in the evening, she saw Uncle Zhou standing not far away as soon as she left the door of the unit.
When Zhuo Jian saw Uncle Zhou, he was confused for a moment and walked over: "Uncle Zhou, why are you here?"
"Mrs. Young Madam, tonight is the day to go back to the old house for dinner. Have you forgotten?"
Uncle Zhou smiled lovingly and reminded her.
"Oh, I forgot."
Zhuo Jian agreed reluctantly.
She couldn't remember it, and looked at her wristwatch and realized it was already Friday.
"Just call me next time, don't go there in person."
In the past, she would remember that Wang Yue would call to remind him, but this time she didn't.
"Why."
Uncle Zhou agreed.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia were standing beside each other, and after watching Zhuo Jian bend over and look at each other, then the two of them quickly went to the car behind.
Zhuo Jian went into the car and found that he was there too.
As soon as the car door was closed, she was in a dilemma and a tremor quickly arose on her body.
The person who had been thinking about it for several days suddenly came to his eyes.
Like a dream.
But it's not a dream.
"I just came back from a business trip. Uncle Zhou took me and I happened to pick you up again."
Fu Yanye was wearing a black suit and sat inside, and briefly reminded him when he saw her.
Zhuo Jian came over clearly, and Uncle Zhou just picked her up by the way, feeling a little better, and then sat next to him silently.
There are so many emotions in my eyes that cannot be suppressed.
The report came to her mind again.
It said that he had recovered his memory.
And he looked so cold at this moment.
She finally couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.
At a glance, she felt like she had fallen into a tunnel of reincarnation.
Fu Yanye pinched his eyebrows, as if he was not very comfortable.
But the whole body exudes a breath of keeping people from thousands of miles away.
Zhuo Jian felt his hair standing up quietly, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his arms, rub it gently, lower his eyes, and observe his nose and nose.
The carriage was too quiet, so quiet that Uncle Zhou couldn't help but look up in the rearview mirror.
But the two were obviously husband and wife, but they sat at the farthest place from each other.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and saw that she was like a frightened little bird, frowned in confusion, "Leng?"
"No."
Zhuo Jian's eyelids move to make himself as calm as possible.
"Switch off the air conditioner."
Seeing that she was shrank so much, Fu Yanye couldn't stand it. While asking Uncle Zhou to turn off the air conditioner, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, raised his hand and covered her forehead.
Zhuo Jian was in a panic and pushed him tighter instead of pushing him away.
No fever.
Fu Yanye's eyebrows were tightly twisted: "Why don't have a fever?"
Zhuo Jian felt that his cold breath made her almost breathless, but the temperature on his body was obviously warm, and the palms covering her forehead were even hotter, which made her forehead soon sweat.
After a long time, she finally plucked up the courage and looked up carefully at him.
Fu Yanye also looked at her, finally understood and asked her: "Because of that report?"
He didn't take the initiative to contact her the past two days, but he was intentional, wanting to see how she would react.
What's the result?
No sound.
The moment she was frightened in his arms finally made him feel a little relieved. It turned out that she was not unresponsive.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, just searched for it in his eyes.
"So is the devil or something that I have the memory of you for nearly thirty years?"
It scares you like this.
"you……"
Zhuo Jian listened to his words and his reason gradually returned.
"Don't you have to divorce? With that report we can divorce."
“…”
"on Monday."
Fu Yanye said to her softly.
Zhuo Jian could no longer speak, just looked at him stupidly.
He hasn't recovered his memory?
He's just for the divorce?
Zhuo Jian still looked at him so hard that he couldn't take his eyes away.
"Or, letting you go, letting myself go."
Fu Yanye looked at the person in his arms and said softly, but his hands on her body became tighter again.
For a few seconds, Zhuo Jian even wanted to lean on it and in his arms.
Just think it was the last time.
But thinking about it, she finally restrained herself and said softly: "Thank you."
"I want to take the kids to the island on the weekends and go together?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, still undoubtedly gentle.
Zhuo Jian listened and nodded: "Yes."
"It should be the last time in marriage."
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly, pressed her head into his arms, and gently pressed her chin against her and murmured.
Some, like, are hard to part with?
"Fu Yanye."
"Um?"
"Let me go."
"If you let me hug you for a while, you will become an ex in the future. I'm afraid you won't let me hug you."
Fu Yanye hugged her and made sure that he wanted.
Zhuo Jian couldn't move until his hand accidentally touched his button and let out a "hiss" in pain.