652: Have a good rest at home
After a while, Zhou Ziheng came to his senses, put the uneaten apple back on the plate, and said decisively:
"I'm not considering transferring back for the time being."
Zhuang Huaijian's face was full of disappointment. She wished her son and daughter-in-law could stay with her so that the old couple could enjoy the happiness of family, but her son refused in a very straightforward tone.
Zhou Jingru also looked unhappy.
Without waiting for the old couple to say anything else, Zhou Ziheng put down the fruit plate in his hand, stood up and said:
"I'm sleepy and want to go back and rest. We can talk about other things later. It's getting late, you two should go to bed early too."
As he spoke, Zhou Ziheng walked towards the door, left the study directly, and closed the door.
As soon as his son left, Zhou Jingru said angrily:
"Look at his character. Why don't you persuade him but me?"
Having failed to reach an agreement on the job transfer and even been outmaneuvered by this brat, Zhou Jingru sighed angrily to the sky:
"Alas, I'm old and no longer intimidating—"
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Zhou Ziheng left the study and went back to his room on the first floor. He stayed there for a while. Instead of going to bed, he stood at the door and listened carefully to the movements outside.
Not long after, the old couple came out of the study and went back to the bedroom to rest.
After waiting for a while, Zhuang Huaijian came out and turned off all the lights in the living room, and silence fell outside.
Only then did Zhou Ziheng quietly open the door, and with the help of the dim wall lamp on the stairs, he tiptoed up the stairs, like a scout, without making any noise.
As I came to the second floor and approached that room, my heartbeat slowly quickened.
This was clearly the room he had lived in for many years. It was so familiar that he could find it even with his eyes closed. But at this moment, because of Yu Xiaoye's presence, the ordinary room became extraordinary.
Gently pushing open the door, the room was filled with sweetness and warmth, as if the smell of the crazy entanglement just now was still lingering.
Zhou Ziheng's heart beat faster.
Close the door and lock it.
I quietly walked to the bed and looked down to see that Yu Xiaoye was already asleep.
Her quiet face was particularly sweet and tender, with a patch of long, smooth, black hair scattered on the pillow.
Thinking that she was tired after a day, Zhou Ziheng didn't have the heart to disturb her. He quietly took off his clothes, lifted the quilt, and crawled in very quietly.
Quietly stick behind Yu Xiaoye.
Yu Xiaoye was sleeping very soundly and was completely unaware of Zhou Ziheng's appearance. He continued to sleep motionlessly.
Zhou Ziheng reached out and turned off the desk lamp, and the room fell into darkness again. Moonlight shone through the curtains through the window, adding a little brightness to the room.
He put his arms on Yu Xiaoye's hot body and hugged her gently.
At this moment, my heart is filled with great happiness.
The fire in my heart flared up again, and I couldn't hold it back, so I hugged the person in my arms even tighter.
Yu Xiaoye finally noticed something and moved a little, but she didn't open her eyes. She just turned around slightly, and Zhou Ziheng took the opportunity to hug her in his arms.
Even though he knew she was very tired and needed to rest, Zhou Ziheng still couldn't control himself.
Yu Xiaoye was very well behaved and cooperated in a half-asleep and half-awake state.
In the second half of the night, Yu Xiaoye finally sobered up a little, nestled in Zhou Ziheng's arms, and mumbled, "What's going on?"
"Where were you injured?"
Zhou Ziheng knew what she was asking about, and took her hand under the quilt to guide her to the place where she was injured.
Yu Xiaoye felt a noticeable irregular scar and gently circled it with his fingers:
"It's really close, just a little bit."
"If it had been one centimeter closer, I would have been completely ruined."
Yu Xiaoye hugged Zhou Ziheng tightly with heartache:
"Fortunately, there wasn't any, otherwise..." Yu Xiaoye suddenly stopped talking.
Zhou Ziheng smiled and asked:
"Otherwise what."
Yu Xiaoye was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Zhou Ziheng urged:
"Speak, or what."
Yu Xiaoye buried her face in his muscular chest and refused to say anything.
Zhou Ziheng teased her deliberately:
"So far, is there anything you are embarrassed to tell me?"
Yu Xiaoye still refused to say anything. He looked up and found that the room was beginning to get brighter. He turned his head to look at the window. The curtains were already slightly shiny.
"It's almost dawn. You haven't slept all night. Go to sleep quickly."
"I'm not sleepy."
"Even if you're not sleepy, you still need to rest. Otherwise, how will you have the energy to attend the meeting during the day? Are you going to doze off in the meeting hall?"
"No, being with you is just rest."
After saying this, Zhou Ziheng started to act again.
When I lay down again, it was already bright outside. There were already sounds of people getting up to exercise. I could faintly hear loud slogans and clear, powerful whistles in the distance.
This is the early morning in the compound.
Some soldiers get up early for morning exercises, some old soldiers are also used to getting up early for exercise, and children at home are also called up by their parents to participate in running.
In short, the morning comes especially early in the compound.
Zhou Ziheng took the alarm clock by the bed and glanced at it. It was already past five o'clock. Thinking that he had to rush to the meeting hall after dinner, he sat up and turned to look at Yu Xiaoye, who also had not slept much the previous night and had two dark circles under his eyes. He asked:
"How are you, can you get up?"
"able--"
Yu Xiaoye tried to get up, but his head felt heavy as if it was carrying a lump of iron. He couldn't find any strength in his body. He felt exhausted, with sore waist and legs, as if he had some serious illness.
Seeing that she couldn't get up, Zhou Ziheng felt a little regretful for being too presumptuous last night and should have given her some time to rest:
"Don't get up, just rest at home."
"No, I want to go with you."
Zhou Ziheng thought Yu Xiaoye was afraid that You Wenyue would come to retaliate, so he patiently advised:
"Don't worry, my parents are at home, and the You family won't dare to do anything to you."
Yu Xiaoye still shook his head, Chuchu
said pitifully:
"I just don't want to stay at home alone. I want to go with you." At this moment, Yu Xiaoye seemed particularly weak and clingy.
"But you can't get up now."
"It's okay, I can get up—"
Yu Xiaoye tried to prop up his arms with all his strength, but he could only do so. When he tried to sit up again, he swayed and fell down again.
After several days and nights of exhaustion, my body couldn't take it anymore and I really didn't want to move at all.
Zhou Ziheng felt so distressed that he thought for a moment and then lay back down.
"Forget it, I won't go to the meeting. I'll stay home with you."
Yu Xiaoye was anxious:
"That's impossible. The meeting won't last more than a few days. How can you be absent? Besides, if you miss work, the blame will fall on me. Won't your dad eat me up? How about this, I'll be home alone while you go to the meeting, okay? Hurry up!"
Yu Xiaoye pushed him away weakly.
Zhou Ziheng was a man who couldn't let go of his work. After thinking about it, he sat up.
"Then you should have a good rest at home, and I will come over to accompany you tonight."
"Well, don't worry about me."
Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed Yu Xiaoye on the face. They smiled at each other. Yu Xiaoye gently hooked her arms around Zhou Ziheng's neck and expressed her love:
"Captain, I love you so much."
"I love you too."
Then he changed the subject and ordered:
"Don't call me Director anymore in bed."
Yu Xiaoye: “——” He silently released his arm.
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