Zhou's mother didn't suspect anything. She handed the sobering soup to me and helped Zhou Chenyan up herself. This time Zhou Chenyan was unexpectedly well-behaved.
I stood by with the sobering soup in my hand, and watched Zhou's mother put the patient down on the bed before I handed the sobering soup to him.
Although it's not hot, it's still tiring to hold.
Mother Zhou didn't answer. "Yan Yan, I ran into your father when I came here just now. He asked me to come over. Ah Yan is now in your care."
"What?"
She seemed afraid of being rejected, and didn't give me a chance to speak. She left the room very quickly.
I stood there, speechless.
How could she trust me with her son? Wasn't she afraid I might poison him?
The person on the bed was still sitting quietly, so I handed him the hangover soup.
"drink."
He looked at me, motionless.
It seemed like he didn't understand what I said.
"Do you want to drink?" I asked patiently.
He sat there with his hands on his legs, staring at me intently, neither speaking nor moving.
I put the hangover soup on the bedside table.
"Lie down."
This time he understood and lay down.
I turned and left.
"Yan Yan."
That night, he called my name for the first time.
I heard him say, "I'm sorry."
These three words had a stronger impact than anything I had ever heard.
"What did you say?"
He lay there, looking at the ceiling, a hint of fatigue appearing on his drunken face.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to scare you, I didn't really let anyone in to hurt you... I don't know why the bodyguard left... I'm sorry..."
"sorry……"
I laughed sarcastically, "If you kill someone and say sorry to the judge in court, will the judge and the victim's family forgive you?"
He stopped talking.
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