No longer the untidy look he had a few days ago in Wufeng Mountain, where he didn't eat well, didn't sleep well, and had a scruffy beard. The sleeping Fu Huaizhi looked less ruffian and more calm and melancholy.

After looking at it quietly, Wen Yiru dimmed the bedside lamp and went over to lie on the sofa.

When the sound of shallow and long breathing was heard, Fu Huaizhi slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed.

I could only see the top of her head, not even her eyebrows or eyes.

But even if it was just like this, Fu Huaizhi felt very satisfied.

The next moment, satisfaction turned into bitterness.

If she hadn't pretended to be asleep, she would not have stayed for a moment longer and would have left immediately, right? Thinking of how she had called him so anxiously in the past few days, Fu Huaizhi looked up at the ceiling above his head, feeling depressed.

It is said that a forced melon is not sweet, but for him, even forcing it becomes a luxury.

But at least, he tried.

That's it.

Thinking dully, Fu Huaizhi looked back at the figure on the sofa and slowly fell asleep.

Fu Huaizhi woke up suddenly when he heard a slight noise in the ward.

It's already daybreak.

The nurse was taking his temperature and placing the medicine he was going to take on the bedside table.

Wen Yiru was no longer on the sofa by the window.

Just as the disappointment in my heart was rising, the sound of high heels tapping on the ward door was heard.

"woke up?"

Without even wearing a mask, Wen Yiru seemed not to worry about the nurse seeing her face. She walked straight over and put breakfast on the table. "Can you get up? Or should I help you wash up?"

"You help me?"

Fu Huaizhi curled his lips, "How are you going to help me?"

Why does it happen that when a sentence with a clear meaning comes out of his mouth, it carries a frivolous and ruffian tone?

Wen Yi's eyes moved downward subconsciously.

I know that men will have a reaction when they wake up in the morning, but knowing is one thing and seeing it with your own eyes is another.

She hurriedly turned her eyes away, but her blushing cheeks revealed her embarrassment.

Wen Yiru whispered, “Rogue!”

Fu Huai was stunned.

He has made even more outrageous jokes in the past two years.

Then, he stopped talking awkwardly.

After a while, the two of them tacitly pretended that they had never joked and continued talking seriously.

Just now, he forgot about breaking off the engagement and his true nature was revealed.

But she is no longer as cold as before.

Did she know that he agreed to break off the engagement, so she felt relaxed and could make a joke? Thinking of breaking off the engagement, Fu Huaizhi's eyes darkened slightly, and he slowly got up and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Wen Yiru had already prepared breakfast.

stew.

Xiaolongbao.

Fish fillet porridge.

Various dim sum.

As if she didn't know what he liked to eat, she bought a little bit of everything.

Fu Huaizhi's eyes darkened.

Glancing at Fu Huaizhi, who looked indifferent, Wen Yiru felt a little embarrassed. "I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought a little of everything. You...just make do with it for now."

In the past two years, the two have also eaten many meals together.

But every time he would take her to eat whatever she liked.

So much so that she didn't even know what he liked.

"Thanks."

Fu Huaizhi nodded and went over to sit in front of the coffee table.

During breakfast, the only sound was the collision of dishes and chopsticks. The two of them ate in silence.

Just as he put down his chopsticks, Fu Huaizhi said, "Actually, you don't have to make a special trip. I've already told my brother about the cancellation of the engagement, and he will discuss it with your uncle."

"No one in the entertainment industry knows about your engagement, so it shouldn't have any impact. You..."

"Fu Huaizhi..."

Wen Yiru interrupted him, "I changed my mind, I won't cancel the engagement!"

Fu Huaizhi suddenly raised his eyes.

(End of this chapter)