Chapter 97 He Can't Hold It Back Anymore
When Yu Zhi came in carrying the insulated lunch box, the smell of disinfectant in the ward was no longer as pungent as it was at the beginning. Instead, it was mixed with a faint scent of lavender, which was much softer.
The curtains were drawn wider than the last time, and the winter sun illuminated half of Yu Heng's face.
He leaned on the pillow and browsed his phone. The collar of his blue and white hospital gown was loose, revealing a small piece of his clean-cut collarbone.
There were only light medical stains on the edge of the newly replaced gauze on the left abdomen, and his complexion looked much better.
After seeing Yu Zhi, Yu Heng, who was originally bored, sat up a little straighter, and complained in his tone with a hint of deliberateness: "Oh, you busy man finally remembered that you have a brother like me?"
It’s no wonder he cares. From the time he fell into a coma to when he woke up, Yu Zhi never showed up when he opened his eyes.
Although the nurse mentioned that Yu Zhi had come when he was unconscious, it didn't count for Yu Heng if he hadn't seen her.
Yu Zhi curled her lips helplessly and coaxed him along: "Yes, yes, you are right, it is my fault."
When Yu Heng saw her open the insulated lunch box, his eyes lit up, and his tone was filled with a hint of anticipation: "Are you cooking this for me personally to apologize?"
Yu Zhi laid out the three dishes and a soup, then said with a smile, "I ordered the takeout for you myself."
The expectation in Yu Heng's eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his expression became full of disgust.
"I'm injured now, so please be nice to me."
"I didn't just order a random meal. This is from your favorite restaurant, Yupinxuan."
Yu Heng was speechless, poking at the bland meal: "Be reasonable, I like the Taihe roast chicken in that restaurant, not this congee and side dishes."
"We are all children of the same chef, so blood is thicker than water. There is no difference if we round it up." Yu Zhi said, and put the food into his mouth, "Come, try Taihe Roast Chicken. It's a brother and sister."
Yu Heng was completely speechless by her logic, and since he had been told a lot, he had no way of refutation.
He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply snatched the chopsticks from her hand and ate it himself.
But his expression still looked a little gloomy, and he ate while feeling depressed, "I find that you are really getting more and more perfunctory with me."
He couldn't help but sigh: "As expected, a daughter who is married off is like spilled water."
Seeing that Yu Zhi was about to frown, Xiaoshui hurriedly tried to dissuade her.
[Host, please don't bother with this thirty-year-old man who's acting emo from time to time. He's so miserable he can't even get out of bed. It won't hurt to comfort him.]
Yu Zhi listened to him and sat on the chair beside his bed, her tone softening a bit: "How could that be, brother? Although I leak a little from time to time, I am still a little cotton-padded jacket after all."
Yu Heng pondered and nodded, "Yes, it's better than nothing."
"hehe."
Fearing that this thirty-year-old man would fall into a lonely emo state again, Yu Zhi stayed with him and chatted until the afternoon before leaving.
She didn't notice that a slender figure was standing quietly at the corner at the other end of the corridor.
Her facial features were striking and her figure was tall, but under the dim light, she looked somewhat distorted.
He walked out slowly only after Yu Zhi's figure disappeared.
When Pei Yuezhou entered the ward, Yu Heng, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was looking in the mirror. It took him a long time to give him a look.
"I'm saying, you young couple, are you using my place as a transit station? One person comes and one person leaves."
Pei Yuezhou pursed his thin lips, did not respond, and just leaned quietly against the wall. The lines of his profile were particularly clear in the light and shadow.
Yu Heng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Is this a cold war?"
When the real issue was brought to his mind, a barely perceptible hint of depression flashed across Pei Yuezhou's eyes, and he looked a little gloomy.
"That's really strange. Can you not coax my sister who is so obsessed with love?"
Pei Yuezhou lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes: "I did too much."
Yu Heng's eyelids twitched: "You didn't make the same mistake that every male beast in the world would make, did you?"
Yu Heng's hands, which were gripping the edge of the mirror, felt slightly tense.
He stared at Pei Yuezhou intently, as if if he dared to nod, Yu Heng would perform a medical miracle on the spot, jump out of bed and fight him for three hundred rounds.
Pei Yuezhou's face darkened slightly, and his tone was filled with unnoticeable helplessness: "How is that possible?"
Yu Heng finally relaxed.
"Then why do you have such a deadpan expression? My sister is easy to please. As long as it's not a matter of principle, everything can be discussed."
Pei Yuezhou didn't say anything else.
He just raised his hand and glanced at his watch.
"You should have a good rest."
The window was opened a little, and the cold wind blew into the warm ward, dispelling some of the stuffiness and gently caressing Yu Heng's exposed hands, which felt a little cold.
Yu Heng suddenly said: "Yuezhou, there is something you need to understand..."
Pei Yuezhou stopped.
He turned around and looked at Yu Heng, "What?"
"Her world may revolve around you, but that doesn't mean it can only have you."
Yu Heng stopped talking and didn't say anything else.
Pei Yuezhou slowly clenched his hands at his sides, his knuckles turning white, which was particularly obvious against his cold white skin.
He stood there for a long time, so long that Yu Heng thought he was under a spell of immobilization.
"I'm leaving first." He suppressed the emotion in his eyes.
Yu Heng couldn't help but shout, "Hey, bring me some Taihe roast chicken from Yupinxuan next time."
Pei Yuezhou didn't turn around, but the steady and powerful voice came over: "She won't let me."
"Tsk, you're so useless, so henpecked."
Although Yu Heng complained, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
Pei Yuezhou walked out of the ward with heavy steps, but every step felt like stepping on cotton, so light and weak that he felt uneasy.
The warm yellow light from the corridor fell on his cold white skin, but could not illuminate the darkness surging in his eyes.
He leaned against the cold wall, his knuckles white from clenching his fists so hard, even his joints were blue.
Can't he be the only one in her world?
The inner struggle was like an invisible claw, strangling his throat, and the sudden feeling of suffocation made his eyes turn red.
After a long time, he slowly stood up, and the struggle in his eyes was gradually replaced by an almost resolute paranoia.
Maybe Yu Heng is right, but so what?
His branches can only belong to him.
The best concession he could make was to increase his surface tolerance a little more.
Pei Yuezhou took out his cell phone and called his assistant.
The moment the call was connected, his Adam's apple rolled, and his surging emotions were suppressed by cold restraint: "Check my wife's recent schedule."
He looked up at the end of the corridor where Yu Zhi disappeared, and the paranoia in his eyes deepened.
The warm yellow light fell on his tense jawline, but it did not dispel the gloom in his eyes. Instead, it made the paranoia even more scorching.
It's not that he didn't have the patience to wait for her to calm down.
But when he thought that her world might be quietly filled with people and things other than him, the madness in his heart could hardly be suppressed.
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