Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what he meant, and his brows immediately furrowed.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
“Knock knock knock…”
"Come in!" Shu Miao blinked his dry eyes again and continued to look through the new orders.
As the person pushed the door open and came in, he didn't say what he wanted right away. She knew who it was without even looking.
Zhou Yang looked at the dark circles under her eyes, his eyes filled with unconcealable heartache and self-blame.
But at the same time, he knew very well that she had her own persistence and plans.
There are some things that he cannot touch the bottom line, and he cannot even reveal them...
He just quietly opened the thermos and let the aroma of pork ribs and yam spread throughout the office.
“Gurgle…”
Shu Miao rubbed her stomach, reluctantly stopped what she was doing, and looked up at him.
"Why is it soup again? I want to eat..."
Seeing that she took the initiative to talk, Zhou Yang smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to eat? You want something spicy, right?"
As she spoke, a bowl of soup was served, filled with her favorite yam.
"Hurry up, it won't be crispy if it's kept for a while."
Si Shumiao was not annoyed at being guessed at, but just quietly quickened her pace to sort out the documents on the table.
I couldn't wait to move to another table, took the bowl with great anticipation, and started eating.
Crisp, sweet and refreshing yam, soft and juicy spare ribs, and mellow clear soup.
After finishing a full bowl of soup, Shu Miao sighed with satisfaction.
“Another bowl!”
Not to mention one bowl, she can even handle three more bowls!
Zhou Yang leaned slightly to the side, supporting his head, and sat quietly opposite her.
Just watching her eat like a little greedy cat with her cheeks bulging, she looked so satisfied and cute, as if all the happiness in the world was in this food.
An indulgent smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of gentle light.
Even if he just looked at her, his heart felt as if it were filled with honey, and he felt extremely happy.
Only when the thermos was empty did Shu Miao slow down and savor the soup in the bowl.
From time to time, he would glance across at someone who was staring at him with a silly smile without blinking.
I wanted to say a few words, but the feeling of fullness in my stomach and a wave of sleepiness came over me like a tide.
Her originally bright eyes now lost their former luster and became blurred and hazy.
I couldn't help but yawn a little, and that yawn was like a switch for a chain reaction, causing more sleepiness to emerge.
On one hand, her body was clamoring for her to close her eyes and rest, while on the other hand, her mind was telling her to finish the soup quickly so that she could wash up and go to bed early.
Zhou Yang noticed her forcing herself, and said nothing. He took the bowl from her hand without allowing her to refuse, and spoke softly,
"Go and rest, I'll take care of the rest."
These softly whispered words made Shu Miao's mind even more confused.
Then, relying on his familiarity with the office, he closed his eyes and yawned as he walked into the inner room.
But he forgot that there was a lot of extra materials in the office today, and he stumbled forward.
Because Shu Miao had been returning to her room with her eyes closed like this for several days in a row, Zhou Yang didn't pay much attention to it. By the time the accident happened, it was too late.
"Bang!" A muffled sound.
Shu Miao's forehead hit the door frame hard.
The sudden pain made her cover her forehead subconsciously, and tears immediately burst out.
"Ah, hiss~ That parallel importer did it." She was so angry that she kicked the obstructing material away.
"Let me see what's going on." Zhou Yang squatted down in front of her anxiously and took her hand directly.
I saw that a swelling had quickly appeared on her originally smooth forehead, and the red mark was particularly glaring.
His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and without saying a word, he directly picked the person up and carried him horizontally.
"Let's go to the hospital!"
Shu Miao was so frightened by the sudden feeling of weightlessness that she subconsciously hugged his neck tightly. After hearing what he said, she suddenly became anxious.
“Wait a minute—!”
"Where are you going?"
"Go to the hospital." Zhou Yang pursed his lips, his eyes full of worry and heartache.
The moment the word "hospital" came out, Shu Miao immediately came to his senses and decisively refused.
"Why are you going? You're not allowed to go!"
"You are injured..." Zhou Yang subconsciously stopped and felt aggrieved.
Shu Miao immediately grabbed his collar with both hands, with a serious expression,
"Brother, what kind of good person would go to the hospital for just a scratch?"
As he spoke, he tilted his head and put his forehead forward so that he could see more clearly.
“The skin isn’t even broken!”
"I……"
"Brother, do you believe that the swelling will go away later?" Shu Miao stopped him from speaking.
I patted his shoulder and coughed lightly with a serious tone.
"Be good." You have to save some face for yourself, right?
Zhou Yang's heart suddenly choked when he understood the hidden threat in her eyes.
In terms of strength, even two of him combined might not be her match.
If they really clash head-on, he will be the one who suffers the loss.
Can……
At the moment he hesitated, Shu Miao's eyelids began to twitch again, and a thought kept popping up in his mind.
This young master, who was born unusually, is indeed as delicate as described in the novel.
In a daze, he simply closed his eyes and ordered, "Are you annoying me? I'm so sleepy. Hurry up, I want to sleep!"
Zhou Yang looked at the girl who was leaning on his shoulder with her eyes closed in surprise, but his eyes were subconsciously attracted to her red and swollen forehead.
He pursed his lips, turned around and went straight into the inner room with the person in his arms.
But his stiff steps betrayed his nervousness.
This was the first time he entered her room, and he felt extremely tormented.
On the one hand, I was secretly happy, but on the other hand, I was worried about her current sleepiness. Could it be caused by the injury on her forehead?
Unlike Zhou Yang's nervousness, Shu Miao quickly took off his shoes as soon as he touched the bed.
He turned over again, wrapped the quilt around himself, and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Zhou Yang was stunned when he saw that she really fell asleep without any defense.
He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't wake her up.
I glanced hesitantly at the entire room, and then I realized that apart from a bedside table, there was an entire wall of bookshelves in the room.
If it weren't for the relatively warm bed, at first glance, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a study.
As for the medicine box or something, there was not even a trace of it.
But the wound on her head...
After hesitating for a moment, he took a last look at the bulge in the quilt and walked out lightly.
The familiar sound of locking the door was heard, and Shu Miao, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
Unfortunately, the brain, which has been overdrawn for a long time, is temporarily unable to handle the complex emotional fluctuations at this moment.
She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then sat up from the bed.
Finally, he rubbed his forehead which was still aching slightly, and quickly got up to wash up.
After changing into pajamas, I finally fell asleep peacefully.
The slight curling of her lips was enough to tell that this dream was not ordinary.
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