Chapter 129 As long as she still wants him, that's enough.
Seeing that he was listening to her, Yi Jia breathed a sigh of relief: "Fang Qizhou, go back to your apartment, take a shower, change into some clean clothes, have a good meal, and then get a good night's sleep."
"Once you wake up, you can go find Fanfan. We definitely won't stop you."
Three days ago, Fang Qizhou was wearing this same outfit.
He was frantically searching for people without eating, drinking, or sleeping. Even if Fang Qizhou was in good health, he would eventually run into trouble if he continued like this.
Wen Yuxing had already taken out her phone to order takeout, and said to Yi Jia, "Brother Zhou, your wife has never seen you so sloppy."
Qiu Chen leaned against the wall and said, "Zhu Fan is a germaphobe. When you find her with that unshaven face and clothes you haven't changed in three days, and you want to hug her and kiss her, see if she'll let you hug her or kiss her."
Fang Qizhou looked down at his wrinkled clothes.
Qiu Chen knew that Fang Qizhou had taken their words to heart.
Fang Qizhou opened the apartment door.
Yi Jia secretly gave Qiu Chen a thumbs-up with her hands behind her back.
Talk more.
The atmosphere in the apartment remained eerily heavy.
Qiu Chen and Wen Yuxing each occupied one side of the sofa, neither of them in the mood to chat.
Yi Jia sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking at the half-open door.
She prayed every second that she could get in touch with Zhu Fan.
Fang Qizhou came out of the bathroom and his gaze fell on the wardrobe.
In the closet, he had many more clothes.
Each set was carefully coordinated and hung together as a set.
His clothes are on the left, and Zhu Fan's are on the right.
It's as if she never left.
The apartment was filled with traces and scents of her life.
Fang Qizhou reached out and took down the white coat that was hanging there.
Before he left the country, Zhu Fan wore this outfit to see him off at the airport, telling him that she would wait for him to return in Beijing.
They'll spend New Year's Eve together...
Today is the first day of the new year, and she is not by his side.
He couldn't find her.
Fang Qizhou hugged the clothes and lowered his head to take a deep sniff.
The clothes still retained a faint, sweet scent, a unique fragrance belonging to Zhu Fan.
Fang Qizhou rested his chin on the soft fur collar, remaining in the same position for a long time.
"Brother Zhou, the takeout is here. Come out and eat... You'll have the energy to look for people if you eat well."
Fang Qizhou smoothed out his coat and gently hung it up.
He took off the black sweater with his fingertips, which was layered over a blue striped shirt, and underneath were a pair of light blue wide-leg jeans.
The outermost layer was a black down jacket.
Zhu Fan had carefully cut off the tags from this outfit.
Fang Qizhou changed into clean clothes, dried his hair, and shaved his beard.
While changing his clothes, his eyes never left the phone on the bed.
Wen Yuxing placed the takeout on the table.
Fang Qizhou left the room, not looking at anyone in the living room, and went straight to the entrance hall.
Yi Jia was stunned for a moment.
Fang Qizhou had no intention of eating or sleeping.
Yi Jia felt that it must have been her prayers that worked the moment Fang Qizhou opened the door.
The phone he was holding rang.
All three of them looked at the phone in Fang Qizhou's hand at the same time.
The moment the call connected, the air in the entire apartment seemed to freeze.
They all unanimously hoped that the call was from Zhu Fan.
"Fang Qizhou, it's me."
Zhu Fan's voice was very soft, with a heavy nasal tone and a hoarse quality.
Even without the speakerphone on, Fang Qizhou's reaction told them that the call was from Zhu Fan.
Qiu Chen knocked over the soup bowl beside him, and the scalding soup splashed all over Wen Yuxing's pants.
Wen Yuxing cried out in pain from the heat, but Qiu Chen quickly covered her mouth.
Yi Jia forgot to breathe, her fingers digging deep into the carpet fibers.
Fang Qizhou closed his eyes the moment he heard Zhu Fan's voice.
When he opened his eyes again, the bloodshot look in them was terrifying, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the phone were taut and bluish-white. He opened his mouth, tried twice, and finally managed to utter a sound, hoarse as if worn down by three days of silence: "Where are you?"
I heard very soft breathing on the other end of the phone, followed by the rustling of clothes and sheets, as if she was struggling to adjust her position.
Zhu Fan is currently in a hospital in Melbourne.
On the afternoon of her second day abroad, she received news that A-Yuan had been rescued.
Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and her first thought was to call Fang Qizhou.
She took the phone from Aunt Shu, but before she could even enter Fang Qizhou's number, she suddenly went black and fainted.
Zhu Fan Gao was delirious with fever and vomited all night, which terrified Ji Shu.
They were taken to the hospital and found out it was acute appendicitis and the flu.
Zhu Fan's persistent high fever for three consecutive days made her already weak and aching body even more unable to withstand the flu virus, completely overloading her.
She was mostly asleep.
Once her fever subsided, she was taken to the operating room.
She was still half-asleep from the anesthesia and only vaguely remembered talking on the phone with A-Yuan.
After she was fully awake from the anesthesia, she hurriedly called Fang Qizhou.
She knew that the photos and videos taken of her would be widely circulated by Zhong Fei.
Fang Qizhou was waiting for her to explain. Fang Qizhou was waiting for her.
Fang Qizhou's hoarse voice made Zhu Fan's eyes ache.
Her sudden departure and disappearance, along with those photos and videos—she opened her mouth to explain, but before she could, an apology came out: "Fang Qizhou, I'm sorry..."
Zhu Fan's tearful voice caused Fang Qizhou's heart to ache sharply.
Fang Qizhou's other free hand suddenly clenched the hem of the black down jacket he was wearing. The soft fabric twisted in his palm, as if it were bearing the weight of some emotion that was almost breaking him. "Don't you want me anymore?"
Zhu Fan's voice was almost urgent, "Yes, Fang Qizhou, I want you. How could I not want you..."
"Fang Qizhou, I haven't been with any other man..."
Fang Qizhou spoke in a low, slow voice, not letting her finish her sentence.
"That's enough."
Fang Qizhou's voice was as light as a feather, yet it struck Zhu Fan's heart like a heavy bell.
She didn't need to give him any explanation.
As long as she still wants him.
As long as she didn't abandon him.
When the doctor came in to examine her, Zhu Fan caught Aunt Shu's worried gaze and saw that her hand, which was holding the phone and receiving an IV drip, was swollen and blood was flowing back down the IV tube.
Only then did she realize the pain.
She switched the phone to her other hand.
Dr. Zhu Fanchao and Aunt Shu shook their heads, asking them to remain silent.
"Fang Qizhou, I did not betray you." Zhu Fan said these words very slowly.
"I made a promise with you, I'll wait for you to come back in Beijing, and we'll go to the amusement park together to celebrate the New Year..."
She failed.
Fang Qizhou's voice was deep and hoarse: "Make it up to me when you come back."
Zhu Fan promised to make it up to him: "How have you been these past few days?"
Tears streamed down Yi Jia's face; she could no longer hold them back.
He shouted into Fang Qizhou's phone, "Zhu Fan, we've been looking for you like crazy these past few days since you went missing."
"They won't reply to messages or answer phone calls. Do you know how worried we are?"
Qiu Chen's voice and Wen Yuxing's voice both rang out on the phone.
Zhu Fan told Fang Qizhou that she would call him every day and that she would return to China in three days.
She will be able to be discharged from the hospital in three days.
She kept her minimally invasive surgery a secret from her parents and grandmother.
Before A-Yuan was discharged from the hospital, she was hospitalized again abroad.
She didn't want her family and Fang Qizhou to worry.
Her body is already recovering.
Fang Qizhou's voice was extremely low, almost pleading: "Fanbao, tell me, where are you?"
Zhu Fan's heart felt as if it were being pricked by fine needles, causing pain and numbness.
“Melbourne… hospital.” She spoke slowly, with weak pauses between each word. “I didn’t call you right away because I had acute appendicitis and the flu. I had a fever for three days… and just had surgery.”
Every word Zhu Fan uttered was like a cold needle, slowly piercing Fang Qizhou's chest.
"Fang Qizhou, I've told you, you'll definitely come looking for me. I don't want you to go through all this trouble. I'll be back in China within five days at the latest. If you recover well, you can be discharged and go home in three days."
Fang Qizhou remained silent.
Zhu Fan softened her voice: "Wait for me to come back in Beijing, okay?"
Fang Qizhou, holding his phone, picked up the backpack he had thrown on the ground: "I'll listen to you, don't let me lose track of you."
Zhu Fan told him her location and room number at the hospital in Melbourne, "This is where I am now, so you won't have trouble finding me. I'm sorry, Fang Qizhou, for making you sad and worried."
Wen Yuxing held onto Yi Jia tightly, begging her not to speak, "Let my brother Zhou and sister-in-law talk alone for a while. We've already made contact with them, let's do it one by one."
Let's prioritize his brother Zhou first.
Upon finding Zhu Fan, Wen Yuxing reverted to his carefree self, saying, "I'm no good anymore. You carried me away when you left, and now even if the sky falls, I still need to take a nap."
He collapsed onto the sofa and fell into a deep sleep within minutes.
When Yi Jia and Qiu Chen looked outside the door again, Fang Qizhou was no longer there.
"Fang Qizhou, my phone is broken. Save this number and I'll call you every day."
Zhu Fan looked at Aunt Shu and the doctor.
She was going to be on the phone for a while, and she wanted Aunt Shu to tell the doctor that she would come over to examine her later.
"Fang Qizhou, you stay in Beijing and wait for me. Eat well, sleep well, and think about me. I won't keep you waiting too long."
Fang Qizhou readily agreed, but while Zhu Fan was explaining what had happened at the Zhu family these past few days, he got into the car, floored the gas pedal, and sped off to the airport.
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