Shen Zhiyi was slightly taken aback.
He smiled and said, "It must be a very important friend to you, young master, for you to be so concerned about it."
"However, young master must also learn to look forward."
“Didn’t you just advise me?” she said softly. “No memory is irreplaceable.”
"You will meet even better people in the future."
"Whether it's friends or anything else."
Fu Yinzhou: ...
He picked up a lily bulb with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
A clean and pure, refreshing fragrance bursts forth on the lips and teeth in an instant.
Like the sweet things she gave him in his memory.
He will carry the memories he shared with her through the long river of the present and the future, and walk through it all his life.
Looking ahead?
Of course he would.
Fu Yinzhou swallowed the lilies, lifted his eyelids, and looked at Shen Zhiyi.
Because no matter when or where.
All he could see was her.
There will only be her.
"Let's eat."
...
The darkness of night crept silently into the villa.
Everyone is asleep.
The hidden door connecting the two bedrooms was quietly opened, and Fu Yinzhou pushed the wheelchair silently to Shen Zhiyi's bedside.
He looked at her sleeping face, his gaze falling on her tightly closed long eyelashes and thin eyelids.
Beneath this lies the pair of eyes he has been longing for day and night.
Just as clean and clear as I remember.
However, his figure was missing...
Fu Yinzhou pursed his lips, his gaze shifting downwards until it landed on her slightly parted lips.
Today, the breath that overflows from those small lips once came so close to his prairie fire.
It drove him almost mad...
His Adam's apple moved silently.
He leaned closer, bent down, and gently sniffed her wrist with the tip of his nose.
A very faint scent of gardenias wafted into my nose.
But that's not enough...
Not enough...
Fu Yinzhou was thinking about her scent so much that he was almost going crazy.
His gaze lingered on her fair and delicate neck and the smooth skin beneath her collarbone.
I really wanted to bury my head in her neck right then and there.
But... he was afraid that if he made too much movement, or, under the lure of her scent, he might lose control and do something crazy to her, waking her up and frightening her.
He had no intention of disturbing her sweet dream.
However, I need to go for treatment tomorrow.
He knew what he would face and what he would have to endure.
Needle pricks, electric shocks...
Or it could be intolerance to the new drug.
He even experienced temporary blindness, deafness, and shock due to a systemic allergic reaction...
He could endure all the foreseeable suffering.
Just draw some strength from her before you set off.
Just a little bit.
Fu Yinzhou stared at her wrist.
I could feel the pulse in my veins, thumping and rushing in the darkness.
The sound of the waves was intense.
It was his latent desire that was protesting and clamoring.
Shouting, being satisfied.
During the day, he wanted her to hug him.
However, he had already scared her once with the burn. If he pretended to have difficulty breathing again, she would definitely get anxious and worried and wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
His Zhizhi has always been such a kind and responsible person.
She would do her best in whatever she did.
Even though to her he was just a stranger and a difficult employer.
She would worry about him just as much.
Fu Yinzhou suddenly remembered that when he had an attack before, he had accidentally licked her sweat. The healing feeling that washed over his whole body was still stirring his soul.
Maybe……
The gods will grant it.
Let him taste her flavor a little more.
Driven by intense desire, Fu Yinzhou gently lifted her wrist.
Thin lips pressed against her skin.
He gently kissed along the veins on her wrist.
He believed he had been very careful.
But his aura was too hot, spraying onto her wrist and causing a strange shiver.
And the rough fingertips that were pinching her wrist.
Even if it's just a brief pause, the occasional increase in pressure still creates a hot, undeniable sensation on the delicate skin.
The edges of the sleeping dream were being torn apart little by little.
Shen Zhiyi's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
He moved his fingertips.
Fu Yinzhou froze.
Raise your head.
In the darkness, he met Shen Zhiyi's bewildered, confused, and suddenly shocked eyes.
"ah--"
She only caught a glimpse of a figure, and before she could even identify who it was, she immediately pulled out her wrist and slapped him hard across the face!
Snap!
A crisp sound exploded in the darkness.
Shen Zhiyi gripped the blanket tightly and quickly moved to the headboard.
By the moonlight, I could see the person in front of me clearly.
And the wheelchair beneath him.
"Young Master?!" Shen Zhiyi's pupils widened, and he slowly loosened his grip on the blanket.
"Why did you come here?"
Fu Yinzhou turned his head to the side after being slapped by her.
His entire face was hidden behind the moonlight, blending into a layer of dark shadow.
But beneath her eyelashes, her dark pupils shone with a dazzling light, as if she were rediscovering the colors of her past.
He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek.
The burning pain on my cheek unexpectedly stirred up a subtle pleasure.
Only the real her can bring you joy.
It took him a lot of effort to suppress the involuntary upturn of his lips.
Fu Yinzhou turned his head.
"Zhizhi, I feel terrible," he said pitifully.
Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.
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