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Due to the busy company affairs and the fact that he had fallen behind in work during this period, Zhou Qiting returned to City G with Zhou Min without waiting for the stitches to be removed.
Although Zhou Min was worried about this, he didn't say much. He could only take good care of her on the return journey to ensure that her wound would not become infected and inflamed due to the long journey.
By the time the driver took them from the airport to the underground garage of their residence in the city center, it was already evening.
In order to prevent Zhou Yiting from pulling on the wound on her side abdomen when walking, Zhou Min leaned over and picked her up from the back seat, and safely placed her in the wheelchair prepared in advance by the driver.
Zhou Min pushed the wheelchair, being extremely careful the whole time, moving forward steadily, and they took the elevator upstairs together.
The door slowly opened, and the layout was still the same as before. Even the bed and furnishings in the bedroom were the same. However, Zhou Min always felt that something was different.
That’s right, first it was three months, then three years. Even if you try hard to maintain it, the traces of time will remain.
Zhou Qiting rested his elbows on the wheelchair armrests, his face supported by his knuckles. As he moved steadily, he spoke word for word in an emotionless tone, "I live here alone now. Someone only comes to clean and cook at fixed times."
I only mentioned the present, not the past three years.
Even the only vitality he had was gone. Every night, Zhou Yiting would fall into this silent desolation with a tiredness unknown to outsiders.
And the longing that has been burning in her soul would always rage in such a deep night, burning her from the inside out.
What about Zhou Min? How did she manage to hold on until now, burdened with guilt and self-blame?
Zhou Yiting pulled himself out of his brief thoughts, turned the wrist that was supporting his cheek outward, and released his knuckles from the skin it was pressing on. He subconsciously wanted to hook it, but immediately stopped the movement, retracted his hand and laid it flat.
"Can you come closer?" She abandoned her bossy gesture, turned around and looked directly at Zhou Min and asked in a low voice.
Zhou Min, who was behind her, had been paying attention to her condition and naturally saw her restrained behavior. He understood that she originally wanted to beckon him to come closer.
Compared to before, the eldest lady has really restrained her temper a lot.
Although an equal relationship is respectful enough, Zhou Min is still more accustomed to the unconcealed and free-spirited Zhou Qiting of the past.
Arrogant, willful, authoritarian...
These shortcomings of Zhou Qiting, which were once considered excessive, were later all labeled as cute by Zhou Min. Now, with the premise of being recovered, they are even more precious.
So Zhou Min moved closer and walked in front of Zhou Qiting, knocking one knee lightly on the ground, lowering his posture, holding the edge of the wheelchair with both hands, as if he was holding Zhou Qiting in front of him, looking up at her, his light-colored eyes filled with obedience to her.
"What's wrong?"
The gentle voice blended into the quiet air in the room, but it was enough to resonate in her chest and evoke the most hidden emotions in her heart.
The words that Zhou Qiting wanted to say were shattered by his increasingly rapid heartbeat. His eyes were as dark as the sky before a sudden rain, and the expression was so thick that it could not be dissolved.
With a few unnoticeable deep breaths, she withstood the sudden storm in her heart. With her eyes slightly narrowed and a nonchalant smile on her lips, she said considerately, "You've worked hard these past few days. Go and have a good rest first."
After saying that, he held Zhou Min's face and leaned forward slightly to complete his original purpose - to give him a soothing kiss.
The gentle touch on his forehead made Zhou Min slightly startled, and all his thoughts suddenly turned into silent peace, soothing the hidden scars in his heart.
She forgot her earlier thought of trying to persuade Zhou Qiting to put aside her worries and not to restrain herself in front of her, but she did not forget her unfinished nursing task and decisively refused: "No, I still need to help you take a bath."
Hearing this, Zhou Qiting said helplessly: "I can do it myself."
Always possible.
Put a waterproof patch on the wound, move gently and slowly, and it will not be difficult to heal yourself.
But this person is always afraid that she will get hurt, so he has to help her deal with everything during this period.
Thinking back to the bathroom, Zhou Min's ears were obviously red as if they were about to bleed, but his eyes were firm and he didn't look away. Zhou Qiting just found it funny, but couldn't bear to tease this person who only knew how to feel sorry for her.
Zhou Min had suffered more and more serious injuries than Zhou Qiting. Did she also hope at that time that there would be someone who could take good care of her and love her?
His gentle gaze brushed across Zhou Min's unblinking eyes inch by inch, and finally stopped at her tightly pursed lips.
It's that stubborn look again that makes people helpless.
Zhou Yiting had no choice but to nod in agreement and let Zhou Min carry her into the bathroom.
The warm water from the shower head wet her silky black hair little by little. Zhou Qiting sat on the bathtub platform, holding the edge of the bathtub with her hands. The water droplets on the side of her neck slid down along the delicate yet thin lines and sank into the soft and undulating grooves.
Zhou Min behind him moved his hands gently, and at the same time he was using almost all his attention to keep his eyes fixed on the back of his hands.
The fragrance of shampoo permeated the misty water vapor. Zhou Min's fingertips passed through the wet hair, and his fingertips carefully massaged every inch of the scalp.
Zhou Yiting closed her eyes, feeling the gentle force. Zhou Min's fingertips accidentally touched the side of her neck, which brought a slight itch. The look in her eyes that was looking at her from bottom to top just now immediately emerged in her mind and could not be shaken off.
The fingers gripping the edge of the bathtub tightened little by little, and the fingertips, which were originally somewhat blood-red, were almost as white as the inner wall of the bathtub due to the force.
Zhou Yiting bit her lower lip and held her slightly disordered breath.
The water meandered down along the curve of the spine, washing away the last bit of foam. Zhou Min was about to bend over to check whether the waterproof patch on Zhou Qiting's wound had loosened, but Zhou Qiting raised her hand to block her action.
"I can handle the rest myself. You can go out first." His tone was unexpectedly stiff, and his voice was a little hoarse due to forbearance.
If Zhou Min could look at Zhou Qiting's face at this moment, he would definitely see that those always deep eyes were now surging with emotions that she dared not recognize.
But from this angle, she could only see a somewhat tense back.
Zhou Min pinched his red earlobe, secretly annoyed at himself for only realizing now that Zhou Qiting might not like this overly meticulous care.
But she was still worried, so she compromised and said, "Then I'll wait for you outside the door. If you need anything, you can just call me in."
The bathroom door was finally closed gently, and Zhou Yiting's clenched fingers finally relaxed, brushing across the waterproof sticker on her side abdomen.
The water droplets stained with body temperature spread across the soft fingertips, moistening every fine line on the fingertips.
The slightly burning skin pressed against the fingertips, trembling under the gentle massage.
Zhou Min, who was waiting outside the door, seemed to have an illusion and heard a faint sigh amid the sound of flowing water.
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Before going to bed, Zhou Qiting curled up in Zhou Min's arms, his hands on her waist and his cheek resting lightly on her neck.
They shared a bed together after a long time, but it was different from the past. This time, Zhou Min truly felt the warmth in her arms.
Never lose again, never leave again.
"Zhou Qiting." Zhou Min called out softly with great restraint.
Physical fatigue and the overly comfortable embrace made Zhou Qiting's consciousness a little blurry from the moment he closed his eyes. Now he only responded vaguely: "Hmm..."
This simple sound made Zhou Min's mouth curve upwards, asking her to breathe more lightly and close her lips tightly so as not to disturb the sleep of the person in her arms.
She silently sniffed the reassuring scent in his arms and felt unprecedented satisfaction.
So with this little satisfaction, Zhou Min did not notice that in the following time, until Zhou Qiting's wound was removed and healed, Zhou Qiting did not have any more intimacy with her except for hugging and a brief kiss. She also did not wait for the moment when Zhou Qiting asked her to go into the bathroom to help again.
During the day, Zhou Qiting basically stays in the study. In addition to online meetings and necessary telephone communications, she also has to deal with the documents that her assistant sends for signature every day.
Zhou Min always stood quietly by the side, holding a book and pretending to be serious.
Yes, pretend.
Zhou Min's eyes found it difficult to focus on the words, and they always lingered on Zhou Yiting for a long time, watching her frown in thought and also watching her concentrate on her work.
It’s like I want to make up for the lost time, I can never get enough of it.
Therefore, Zhou Min always handed her a cup of hot water at the right temperature or covered her legs with a thin warm blanket at the right time.
Whenever Zhou Yiting looked up from the screen, he could always see the pages of the book turning.
It's too blatant. Zhou Qiting raised the corners of his lips slightly, but didn't say anything to expose it. He just pretended to be unaware and let the gaze linger on him.
Every day there is an endless sweetness that will never be stolen again, a sweetness that belongs only to Zhou Min.
Zhou Min was immersed in the happiness of having Zhou Qiting by his side.
After the stitches were removed and she rested for a while, her not-so-long sick leave ended and Zhou Yiting started going to work at the company.
After they had breakfast together, Zhou Min sent Zhou Qiting to the underground garage and watched her leave in the car before returning to his residence. The originally empty house became deserted and empty after she was the only one left.
After entering the door, she stopped for a while, recalling the kiss Zhou Yiting gave her on the cheek before she left, and the simple words "Wait for me to come home" that she said after hesitating for a moment.
Zhou Min understood that the reason Zhou Qiting hesitated was that she remembered the time three years ago when she said similar words to him and he left her without waiting for her to come back.
There is no surveillance in this house, so Zhou Yiting has no way of knowing what is happening to her every day. Will she feel anxious when she thinks of that day?
Zhou Min then took out his phone and sent a message to Zhou Qiting: "I'm home (≧ω≦)"
Zhou Qiting was still in the car, probably handling some business on his phone. When he received her message, he replied almost immediately: "Good boy."
As if she felt the tone was a bit condescending, she retracted it the next second and changed it to: "Okay, if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk."
Zhou Min saw both pieces of news. Zhou Qiting showed no signs of strictly controlling her as before, which made her a little disappointed.
But it doesn’t matter, Zhou Min has a strict sense of self-management.
Not only did she not go out, but she had to report to Zhou Qiting for everything she did at home.
After finishing a workout, reading something interesting, or seeing a beautiful spot of light shining into the room from the sun...big or small, I take pictures of everything and send them to Zhou Yiting.
Zhou Qiting didn't always reply promptly, but she would respond to each message one by one, and her words revealed that she was in a very good mood.
If her assistant or secretary happened to be around at that time and saw her expression when she replied to the message, would the classic scene of "The president hasn't laughed like this in a long time" come to the fore?
Zhou Min thought it was possible and laughed to himself, but he didn't dare tell Zhou Qiting about this idea.
Although Zhou Yiting treats her very gently now, Zhou Min, with her keen sixth sense and deep understanding of the grudges of the eldest lady, always feels that Zhou Yiting is actually waiting for the right time to settle the score with her.
Before that, Zhou Min decided not to add any new charges.
As expected, it wasn't long before Zhou Min was faced with the eldest lady's reckoning.
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