Chapter 30: Love 07
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Zhong Yining's tears kept rolling out.
She never knew she could shed such big tears, as if she was about to shed all the tears she would cry in her life.
He is absolutely right.
She has always loved herself the most.
From childhood to adulthood, she always knew how to make adults not criticize her, how to make teachers and classmates like her, how to make her boss appreciate her, and how to make men fall in love with her.
She always puts in the least amount of effort to get a relatively stable and comfortable environment, and then she stays there with peace of mind, living her life from day to day.
She never expects others to treat her sincerely, because she herself doesn't treat her sincerely. She doesn't need to maintain an overly close emotional relationship, because that will hurt her, and she doesn't want to get hurt at all.
So she chose to marry Fu Yan. She knew what kind of wife he wanted, so she became that kind of wife, and then she also got a comfortable life and relative freedom.
Even if Fu Yan was outside with colorful flags fluttering, she could pretend not to see it because she didn't care about him at all.
As long as Fu Yan doesn't divorce her and doesn't break her comfort zone, that's enough. She doesn't need Fu Yan's love at all.
But Fu Yiqiu is different.
This man pulled her out of the comfort zone she had stayed in for more than 20 years and gave her his heart.
He was unlike anyone she had ever met before.
After Fu Yiqiu finished speaking, he gasped softly a few times and closed his eyes in frustration.
Then he let go of her hand, took two steps to the side, and sat down dejectedly on the chair.
She looked at the haggard and exhausted face of this cold, handsome and proud man and felt her heart was broken.
Zhong Yining raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, then walked in front of him.
"Fu Yiqiu," she took a deep breath, her voice still tearful, "When did you fall in love with me?"
He slowly raised his head, his eyes red, and said calmly, "Is this important?"
"Important," she sniffed, "I want to hear it."
He looked at her. "Why do you want to hear it?"
She gritted her teeth.
When he thought she would remain silent, she actually spoke softly, "Because, I..."
She was not good at expressing her feelings, and most of the time she liked to hide her true thoughts. But looking into his eyes at this moment, she felt that she could no longer treat him the same way as before.
She couldn't bear it.
She can't do it.
"I might..." It took almost all her strength to say these words, "a little love."
Then she didn't have the courage to continue.
His body tensed up, and his eyes slowly brightened, "Who might you be a little in love with?"
She lowered her head and bit her lip.
Fu Yiqiu looked at her for a while, then reached out and pulled her closer to him.
"Maybe you love Fu Yan a little?" He tilted his head and stared at her without blinking.
She immediately shook her head.
"That means," his eyes trembled, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "you might love me a little bit?"
Her eyelashes trembled and she was caught off guard and her eyes met his.
Those beautiful eyes held a strong, sincere emotion that she had always wanted to ignore. She had accidentally stepped into them that night, and now, looking back, she realized she could never get out.
In the quiet clinic, she finally seemed to have given up something and said "hmm" softly.
Fu Yiqiu looked at her motionlessly.
It was like digging a hole in her body.
"...Even if you lied to me, I admit it."
After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Zhong Yining, even if you are telling this lie just to keep me by your side, I am willing to take it as the truth."
As long as you love me, even just a little bit, I am willing to give everything for it.
She moved her lips, her eyes became a little moist again, she lowered her head slightly and kissed his lips.
Since she was not good at language, she could only express her feelings for him through her body.
Because of the high fever, her whole body was burning hot, and after kissing his lips, she felt even hotter.
He bit her lips and sucked hard twice, then gently pushed her away and got up from the chair. "You have a high fever. Let's go home first."
She looked at him with wet eyes, "Not going to do it?"
Fu Yiqiu seemed to find it a little funny. This girl was about to faint from a fever, but she still wanted to have sex with him. Does this mean that his bed skills are indeed as good as his medical skills?
After a few seconds, he curled his lips and said, "Do it. When you recover, I'll make you cry."
-
After returning home, Fu Yiqiu gave her a briefing on the procedures for dealing with a fever. Seeing her lying quietly on the bed with an ice pack and her eyes closed, his heart, which had been in his throat, slowly relaxed.
He stood by the bed and looked at her for a while, then prepared to go downstairs to get her some more hot water. As he turned around, she grabbed his hand.
Zhong Yining half opened her eyes and looked at him without saying a word.
"I'll go down and get you some hot water," he whispered.
She nodded, but didn't let go of her hand.
"What's wrong? Is the ice pack uncomfortable?" His tone softened involuntarily.
She shook her head.
After a few seconds, Fu Yiqiu probably figured it out, so he simply took a step back and sat down beside her bed.
He looked at her with a half-smile and held her hand instead, "Baby, are you acting like a spoiled child with me?"
She was stunned when she heard this. She herself didn't even realize the significance of her behavior. But now that he said it, she realized that she was holding him and not letting him go, and she didn't have anything to say to him. Wasn't she just acting coquettishly to him and afraid that he would leave her?
Seeing that she didn't deny it, the smile on his face became even wider. "Then I'll wait until you fall asleep before going down."
She was still shy after all. She felt that her face was red and her fever was about to burn. At this time, she simply closed her eyes again and changed the subject. "You haven't answered the question I asked you in the hospital yet."
After listening to this, he was silent for a few seconds. "Do you really want to listen?"
She closed her eyes and said "hmm".
"The first time I met you," he said slowly after a while, "was when you and Fu Yan were not in love yet."
"You had probably just met not long ago, and he invited you to his birthday party. I was on duty that day, so I arrived very late. When I got to the private room, I saw a group of people howling and screaming. And you were sitting quietly in the corner listening to them sing. Because you had a few drinks, your eyes were shining."
He played with her hands, his voice low and soft, "I used to think girls all looked the same, especially after putting on makeup, and I've never had much interest in dating. I was too busy with work and had no time to deal with it. I had no intention of paying attention to girls. But when I saw you that day, I thought, how could there be such a beautiful girl."
Hearing his last words, she couldn't help but open her eyes again, "Fu Yiqiu, could you please repeat the last sentence again?"
He smiled and reached out to cover her eyes. "Don't say nice things a second time."
"Then what?"
"Then," he said, "because it was Fu Yan's birthday party, I never like to get involved in his circle. I did want to talk to you at the time, but later I thought about it and gave up. I didn't expect that when I saw you again, you had become Fu Yan's girlfriend."
"He brought you to meet his parents and me. I was watching you from across from you at the time, and I felt something was wrong," he sighed. "Every time I saw you after that, this feeling got stronger, so I rarely went to places where you were, unless it was absolutely unavoidable."
That's why he has been so indifferent to her in the past two years, even making her feel that he really dislikes her.
"I know Fu Yan's philandering nature won't change even after we get married, and it's not my place to tell you what kind of person he is. At the time, I felt that since it was your own choice, I had to respect it. But sometimes I couldn't help myself, so I used the excuse of working at a hospital near your home to occasionally come and see how you were doing."
He stretched out his hand and rubbed his brow. "I think this is probably my fate. I fell in love with my sister-in-law. I can look at the person I love at such a close distance, but I can't do anything."
Her eyes were covered by his warm palms, and she felt her nose tip gradually become a little sore.
These were his stories, stories that she might never have known in her life, but were related to her.
"On the day you two got married, I went home and got drunk alone. I didn't even go to the hospital the next day."
His voice gradually lowered. "I really don't like drinking. That was the most I've ever drunk in my life. I kept thinking, if I had been able to go up and talk to you when I first saw you, would I have been the one holding your hand in the white veil?"
"Zhong Yining, if I were given another chance to start over, I would definitely be the first one to hold your hand."
I will definitely walk up to you regardless of everyone's eyes and step into your life first.
I will definitely cherish you, love you, and never let you get by.
I will definitely make you understand that there is a kind of love in this world that lasts a lifetime.
After he said this, he felt the palm of his hand covering her eyes become a little wet. He raised his hand and saw a flash of water from the corner of her eyes and fall into her hair.
He didn't say anything else, lowered his eyes, leaned over, and gently kissed her between the eyebrows, "Go to sleep."
After a while, when he thought she had fallen asleep, he heard her say something very softly.
"Fu Yiqiu, I also hope that you find me first."
-
She was sleeping very soundly.
When she woke up again, she could no longer tell the difference between day and night, but she could feel that the scorching heat in her body had subsided.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yiqiu leaning against her bed with his eyes lowered, seemingly asleep as well.
Zhong Yining actually didn't want to wake him, but she moved slightly and he woke up immediately.
"Awake?" He reached out and touched her forehead. "The fever should have subsided. Are you feeling better?"
She nodded and said, "I'm much better now. Go get some sleep. You didn't sleep all night last night."
He shook his head. "I'm not sleepy. Drink some more hot water, okay?"
She obediently sat up in his arms, drank a few sips of hot water from his hands to moisten her throat, and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's evening," he said, "and you've been asleep most of the day."
She thought for a moment and said to him, "Show me my phone."
He said nothing, taking her phone from the bedside table and handing it to her.
She opened her phone and saw that Fu Yan had sent her several more WeChat messages asking why she had no voice and had also called her. She casually replied that she had worked too late the day before and was catching up on sleep, then immediately logged out to check the WeChat messages sent by her colleagues.
Fu Yiqiu's expression changed a little when she took out the phone. She naturally noticed it, and suddenly reached out and gently pulled his sleeve.
"What's wrong?" He lowered his eyes and looked at her, still controlling his tone so that it wasn't too cold.
She held up her phone to his eyes.
He saw a message from her colleague on her phone screen - a photo showing several sets of clothes, two of which seemed to be the clothing designs he had suggested to her on the sofa that day.
"This is the new season's clothing I designed,"
Her eyes sparkled. “Do you know what this series is called?”
He didn't say anything, just looked at her silently.
"Zhong Yi."
She gently put down the phone, took one of his hands and opened his palm.
Then she wrote stroke by stroke on the palm of his hand, talking as she wrote.
"Zhong from Zhong Yining, Yi from Fu Yiqiu, so Zhong Yi for short."
Zhong Yi.
Like.
He lowered his eyes and watched her finish writing. Then she raised her pointed little chin and looked at him as if to take credit. "This is the first time in my life that I have named my clothes after someone else."
He felt his heart burning hot.
It was as if her fever had transferred to him.
He really underestimated this girl.
With just one move, she could make his emotions fluctuate, make him jealous, make him crazy, and make him lose his mind.
She could easily take his life with just a few words.
Seeing that he hadn't moved, she moved closer to him and called him softly, "Brother Fu?"
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he made a "tsk" sound. He leaned over and pushed her onto the bed, speaking against her lips.
"Brother Fu will give you an injection, huh?"
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