When he arrived, the area was deserted except for pedestrians.
The bloodstains on the ground tell passersby that a car accident had occurred here.
Zhou Yancheng's hands clenched so tightly that the veins bulged.
He was stunned.
He should go to the hospital immediately; what can he find here?
The accident happened a few hours ago; the person must have been taken to the hospital long ago.
Gritting his teeth and suppressing his inner turmoil, Zhou Yancheng turned around and walked slowly and laboriously toward the intersection.
He needs to take a taxi.
However, after walking only a few hundred meters, he heard a familiar voice.
"Zhou Yancheng? What are you doing out here when you're still injured?"
Zhou Yancheng quickly turned his head.
Jiang Tian was standing there, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Not only was she unharmed, but she was even carrying a chicken in her hand.
Zhou Yancheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a dizzying sensation and lost consciousness in the blink of an eye.
One day later.
"You dare to run with a concussion? Are you out of your mind?"
Jiang Tian accompanied Zhou Yancheng as they left the hospital.
After he fainted, Jiang Tian was terrified and took him to the hospital. Fortunately, he received timely treatment, and the doctor said he would not suffer any long-term effects.
"You really think you're Superman?"
Jiang Tian's rambling didn't linger in his mind for long. Zhou Yancheng didn't tell Jiang Tian why he ran away and even forgot his own injuries.
He had already realized that something was wrong with him.
Would he get that anxious over a complete stranger?
He still can't forget the state of his heart that was so tense that it almost stopped.
This is incorrect.
He shouldn't have any special feelings for Jiang Tian.
A sharp glint flashed in Zhou Yancheng's eyes.
The drunken infatuation of that day, and the panic of yesterday, should all be corrected.
Jiang Tian then discovered that after Zhou Yancheng returned, he reverted to his aloof and unapproachable self.
She spent three hours painstakingly stewing chicken soup, and even after she had brought it to the table, Zhou Yancheng refused it.
"Miss Jiang, I think we still need to have a proper talk."
The aroma of chicken soup filled the entire room, and Zhou Yancheng looked at Jiang Tian with a cold gaze.
Jiang Tian was puzzled. She took off her apron and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about now?"
"Since we're roommates, you don't need to take care of me. You can keep the chicken soup for yourself. If you try to force anything on me under some other pretext, I won't take it."
"I hope we can keep our distance."
Jiang Tian was stunned.
She was stunned for a while before she realized what she meant: "What do you mean? You were injured because of me, so I have to take care of you."
"It has nothing to do with you. The concussion was caused by a mistake I made at work. You don't need to take the blame."
Zhou Yancheng's expression could even be described as cold.
"Your injury can't be ignored. Once you've recovered, I promise I won't interfere in your other affairs anymore."
Jiang Tian pursed her lips, her fingers unconsciously tightening.
Zhou Yancheng felt a pain he couldn't understand.
"No need. Starting today, we'll continue to be even. You can stay in the bed, and I'll continue sleeping on the sofa."
Zhou Yancheng's tone was extremely harsh; his words sounded more like an order, leaving no room for argument.
I thought this would intimidate Jiang Tian, but...
When Zhou Yancheng saw Jiang Tian's tears, his heart clenched instantly.
“Zhou Yancheng, you may not understand, but I want to tell you that I don’t want to owe anyone any favors, not anyone at all. I’ve grown up alone since I was very young, and I already feel guilty for living in your house.”
"If it weren't for me, Chen Fenglie wouldn't have targeted you. You can't erase this matter just because you say it's unnecessary."
"Only when your injury heals can I be with you without any psychological burden."
Jiang Tian blinked hard, trying to hold back her tears.
Anyone who truly cares for someone would find it unbearable if the other person is hot one moment and cold the next, or if they try to distance themselves from them.
Forcing himself to turn his head away, Zhou Yancheng stopped looking at her: "I don't need you to do anything for me. If you really want to be good to me, then treat me like a stranger."
"If you insist on doing it this way, then I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
After saying that, she got up and poured out all the chicken soup she had painstakingly prepared.
The air was unusually stagnant.
Zhou Yancheng's lips were tightly pursed, and his face had an indescribable stiffness.
That evening, Zhou Yancheng lay on the sofa.
Jiang Tian sat at a table not far from him, propping her head up with her arm.
Neither of them spoke.
Zhou Yancheng forced himself to close his eyes.
Now that he has said what he needed to say, what she does is none of his business.
That's what he was thinking.
But I can't sleep at all.
The two people were in the same space, but the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yancheng finally opened his eyes.
He glanced at Jiang Tian out of the corner of his eye.
She seemed very sleepy; she was sitting there, almost falling asleep.
My head was nodding off, my arms couldn't support me anymore, and I woke up with a start.
Zhou Yancheng really didn't understand what she was after.
She said she wouldn't care about him, but for his health, she stayed up with him in the living room.
I endured it for another half hour, and it was already past midnight.
Jiang Tian still didn't go back to sleep.
She sat there, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts. The night air was a bit chilly, and she rubbed her arms groggily.
Zhou Yancheng finally couldn't take it anymore and suddenly sat up from the sofa.
"Go to bed." The voice was filled with suppressed anger.
"What's wrong? Am I bothering you?"
Jiang Tian was startled by him and immediately came to her senses.
Annoyed by her, Zhou Yancheng stared at her and said, "I can't sleep with you here."
“I didn’t say anything or bother you, so you don’t need to use this excuse to fob me off.”
Jiang Tian didn't believe him at all.
Zhou Yancheng was so angry he laughed.
He stood up, walked to Jiang Tian's side, and looked down at her: "I've said it before, you don't need to take responsibility for my injuries, nor do you need to make any contributions for me. We're all adults, and we all know what's right and wrong."
Jiang Tian took a deep breath: "Okay, then tell me how I'm going to repay your debt of gratitude, as long as I can do it."
Zhou Yancheng could tell from her expression that she had hidden her sensitive pride very well.
Growing up, apart from her mother, no one had ever been kind to her. She was very clear about who she treated and who she treated. If someone was kind to her, she would repay them tenfold.
She seems to understand the principles of this society, yet she also seems not to.
He rarely didn't know what to do.
"If you want to get rid of me, then I'll leave tomorrow."
Zhou Yancheng's eyes darkened: "Do you really have to force me?"
Jiang Tian had already concealed her injuries.
She stood up, looked up at him, and tightened her lips: "I'm sorry, maybe I did something wrong, I'll do it now—"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Yancheng had already grabbed her chin and kissed her forcefully!
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