Chapter 334 Mr. Fu blushes easily!
Jiang Chenyu secretly complained in his heart: Now it’s good, you haven’t forgotten anyone, but you forgot the most important person!
Fu Linghe's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had heard something out of the ordinary.
"I've been secretly in love with her for eight years." He raised his hand and pointed at himself, his eyes full of disbelief. "And you're still fighting and snatching her."
Jiang Chenyu leaned lazily against the wall, his eyebrows slightly raised, the meaning of which was naturally self-evident.
The tips of Fu Linghe's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In his 17 years of life, he had never even held a girl's hand, but now he was suddenly told that not only was she married, but she was also a persistent pursuer.
This was indeed beyond Fu Linghe's understanding.
"Okay, okay, you go out first, I want to rest." Fu Linghe's mind was in a mess now, he really didn't know how to face the situation in front of him.
Jiang Chenyu was not teasing him. After all, the man had just woken up, and he didn't dare to do anything bad. If he brought him to the ICU again, Yun Zheng would kill him.
Don’t be fooled by the gentle appearance of that sister-in-law. When she gets cruel, she is just as cruel as Fu Linghe.
"Boss, I won't bother you anymore." Jiang Chenyu said, then he closed the door considerately and walked out.
As soon as he left, Fu Linghe immediately took out his cell phone and started looking through everything he could find about Yun Zheng.
After looking through the chat history, I went to look through the photo album...
When Yun Zheng gently pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, Fu Linghe was concentrating on staring at his mobile phone and did not notice her coming in.
She stood at the door of the ward, her fingertips gently against the door, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the bed.
Fu Linghe lowered his head, his hair hanging in front of his forehead, and the cold light of the mobile phone screen reflected on his well-defined face.
She was very familiar with this angle. When Fu Linghe was working overtime in the study, she would stand at the door and secretly watch him like this.
But at this moment, the slightly furrowed brows on his face as he flipped through the photos, and the clumsy movements when he swiped the screen, all revealed the immaturity of a seventeen-year-old boy.
Yun Zheng walked into the room and closed the door gently, making a slight sound.
Fu Linghe suddenly looked up, and the moment their eyes met, Yun Zheng saw a flash of panic in his eyes, and his cell phone fell onto the quilt with a "bang".
The man who used to be so decisive in the business world now looked like a young boy who had been caught doing something bad, even the tips of his ears were red enough to bleed.
"I..." Fu Linghe hurriedly locked the screen, his Adam's apple rolling a few times, "You...how did you get in?"
Yun Zheng looked at his helpless look, and her heart felt like it was being tightened by a thin thread.
She never thought that one day she would see Fu Linghe being on guard against her like this.
Yun Zheng knew that this was because he had lost his memory, but Ke Xin still couldn't help but feel a pain.
"Time to change the dressing." She said softly, carrying a medical tray to the bedside.
The smell of disinfectant filled the air between the two of them, but Fu Linghe smelled the faint scent of jasmine in her hair and unconsciously took a deep breath.
This subtle movement made Yun Zheng's fingertips tremble, and the tweezers made a crisp sound when they hit the edge of the tray.
In the past, every time she changed her shampoo, he would bury his head in her neck and sniff it, then say with a smile, "Zheng Zheng smells so good."
"Does it hurt?" Yun Zheng carefully removed the gauze from his arm, her voice softer than cotton.
The hideous wound was like a knife cutting into her heart.
Fu Linghe shook his head, but his eyes fell on her trembling eyelashes.
The sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto her face, and he could see the fine hairs on her cheeks.
Fu Linghe didn't know what was wrong with him, but he suddenly wanted to raise his hand and touch her cheek.
"You..." He just opened his mouth when Yun Zheng suddenly came closer to put new gauze on him, and her breath gently brushed the tip of his nose.
Fu Linghe froze instantly. It was the first time in seventeen years that he had been so close to a girl. His heart was about to break through his ribs and jump out of his chest.
The two of them were too close.
So close that he could count her eyelashes and see his reflection in her pupils.
The scent of jasmine grew stronger, lingering on his breath.
Fu Linghe subconsciously held his breath, fearing that he would disturb this moment.
"Okay." When Yun Zheng stepped back, Fu Linghe realized that his palms were full of sweat.
As she turned around to organize the medicines, her back was as thin as a piece of paper, and her blue dress formed a fragile curve at her waist. Fu Linghe felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.
He couldn't explain it himself, but he just felt very uncomfortable.
Yun Zheng was packing the medicines on the tray, and the iodine bottles made a slight sound when they collided.
She could feel the burning gaze behind her, like the summer noon sun, burning her back and making it numb.
When she turned around, she met Fu Linghe's gaze, from which she had no time to dodge.
The boy's clear eyes still showed curiosity and exploration that he had not yet restrained. After being caught, he blinked in panic, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.
"Are you hungry?" Yun Zheng heard a smile in her voice, as if she was coaxing a child.
In the past, Fu Linghe always coaxed her like this, and she said that he was coaxing her like his own daughter. Now their roles have been dramatically reversed.
The tips of Fu Linghe's ears turned red instantly, but he forced himself to remain calm and nodded, his hair swaying slightly with the movement, like a cat pretending to be arrogant.
When Yun Zheng took out her cell phone to dial a number, she saw Fu Linghe secretly touching his burning ears.
This cute little gesture made her nose sore. Twenty-seven-year-old Fu Linghe would never do this. He would only hide all his emotions behind a perfect mask.
"Auntie Wu, please make some porridge and put less salt in it." She turned her back to the phone, her voice softening unconsciously. "He just woke up and can't eat anything strong."
After giving the order, Yun Zheng hung up the phone and turned around to find Fu Linghe staring at her blankly again.
The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting mottled shadows on his handsome face.
"What's wrong?" Yun Zheng walked to his bed and sat down, looking down at him and asked softly.
Fu Linghe looked up at Yun Zheng, and his heart skipped a beat.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and finally he just shook his head.
Yun Zheng didn't say anything else. She turned and walked towards the window in the distance, with undisguised loneliness in her eyes.
The person in front of her is clearly the one she loves the most, but now it seems like everything has changed.
She didn't know how to face Fu Linghe like this.
Fu Linghe, lying on the hospital bed, kept his eyes on Yun Zheng. He felt that he should do something, but he didn't know how.
Knock knock knock~
There was a knock on the door and Yun Zheng turned to open it.
Aunt Wu was standing at the door with a tray in her hand, her eyes constantly glancing towards the ward behind her. "The master is awake."
Yun Zheng raised a bitter smile at the corner of her lips and nodded slightly.
Wu Ma smiled and handed the tray in her hand to Yun Zheng. "The porridge is ready. I won't disturb you two."
After saying that, she stepped out and considerately closed the door for the young couple.
Normally, Yun Zheng would have loved to be alone with Fu Linghe, but now...
Yun Zheng sighed helplessly, and turned around to find Fu Linghe looking at her eagerly, like a big dog waiting to be fed by its owner.
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