Chapter 8

Looking at the monitoring screen, holding the warmth of Feng Yue's palm tightly, the whole person gradually calmed down. Even the moment uncle Zhou stepped in, he quickly adjusted his expression, smiled flawlessly, fed Feng Yue gently, began to feed him medicine after feeding, and said goodbye to Uncle Zhou with a smile.

After saying goodbye, he sat in front of Feng Yue and stared at his eyes for a long time. Then he finally sat on the ground slowly and half, put his head gently on the other party's knees, and then raised the other party's hand and slowly put it on his face. His lips moved as if he said something. Unfortunately, Fang Qingya couldn't even hear a word clearly through monitoring.

Even so, her body trembled uncontrollably. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she just couldn't control it

However, Fang Qingya couldn't hear it, but Feng Yue and Zhou Wenyao at the other end heard it clearly.

"Don't have an accident, Feng Yue, please don't have an accident..."

After hearing this, Zhou Wenyao saw a tear slowly sliding down her eyes through another hidden camera.

At the moment of sliding down, Feng Yue immediately felt a little hot and wet in his palm.

Feng Yue's fingers moved slightly, and his eyes gradually emptied.

He doesn't understand. He really doesn't understand. Why? She just appeared out of thin air, treated him well for no reason, and pulled large tracts of sunshine into his damp and dark little room for no reason. Why? Why, be so good to him? If it was him in the past, there are reasons. What is worth such a flower girl doing to him now?

What does he have?

Now he is just a waste who can't even take a bath alone! Why did she feel so sad for him? What happened to those pills? Even if he doesn't eat, he is still a waste, a waste who can't do anything. Why cry for him?

Can you stop being nice to him

He is also a person and has a heart. He will be moved and confused, and then greedy, paranoid, exclusive and bossy

So that he completely shut this wisp of warmth into his own dark room, which belongs to him alone.

Yes, that's what he thinks now.

At that time, she will be in pain, out of breath, and even complain, hate him, and ask him why he must pull her into the darkness, and he will become nothing

It's bound to happen.

Feng Yue fell deeply into his thoughts until his warm and shallow breath rushed into his palm, and Feng Yue's eyes finally refocused.

Feeling the other party's breathing like gently tickling his palm, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's clear face set off by the sun for a long time. Suddenly, he slowly raised his palm, gently put it on her hair and stroked it uncontrollably.

For the first moment in my heart, a very secret, selfish and despicable desire was met.

Yes, he still wants to try

Even if, it will end with resentment.

Feng Yue blinked, collected a trace of dark tide inside, and immediately looked at the warm eyes, which became softer and softer.

Such a picture is particularly beautiful.

But Fang Qingya, who was sitting in her room, suddenly had a soft leg and slipped to the cold floor. Her teeth trembled and clucked, and her hands hugged her arms in an instant.

Feng Yue... Feng Yue is better. He will wake up, otherwise he will not laugh and raise his hand

He will be better

But why... Why this time

Why choose to wake up when she is sweetest? Why choose this time!

Fang Qingya's expression was cruel, and she stroked all the things placed in front of her to the ground, making a loud crash.

Looking at those broken bottles and cans, the woman suddenly covered her cheeks and cried low. Tears rolled down to her chin, hanging but not falling. Her voice was particularly sad.

She has been with Wen Yao. She has given him both her body and heart. The more different Wen Yao is from Feng, he will care about her and her feelings. He will prepare one surprise after another for her all the time. With indifference and coldness, it seems that Feng is completely different without her in his eyes, and... And

She didn't know whether he saw or didn't see the things she and Zhou Wenyao saw in front of Feng Yue day and night, and how much he saw. If he saw it from beginning to end, then... How could he continue to fulfill their engagement.

What's more, she fell in love with Wen Yao. As long as Feng woke up, everything he now has will be taken back by Feng mercilessly, and he will have nothing. They will have nothing and become

Thinking so, Fang Qingya, with red eyes, suddenly looked up and looked at the warmth of the closed monitor.

She'll completely swap places with her.

No, she can't even have each other's current life.

How can she be reconciled!

Fang Qingya lowered her head slightly, covered the gloom exposed in the depths of her eyes, and immediately squeezed her hand.

She, never, just wait to die!

"Knock, knock, knock."

Sitting in his office, Zhou Wenyao, deeply immersed in the monitoring picture that had been fixed by him, was suddenly interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

Suddenly, Zhou Wenyao almost subconsciously looked at his watch and suddenly smiled.

It took only an hour to drive from home to the company for nearly half an hour. In other words, she didn't endure for half an hour

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenyao looked at the closed door in front of him, immediately gathered his smile, got up, walked forward slowly, and then opened the door.

Sure enough, I saw Fang Qingya standing in front of him with red eyes. Almost at the moment of seeing him, I totally ignored the stunned little secretary and rushed into his arms.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenyao gave the little secretary a look, then gently grabbed Fang Qingya's slender waist and asked softly, "what's the matter? Do you miss me? Huh?"

Although there was a smile on the man's face, there was no smile in the depths of his eyes.

With that, the man ignored the way the other party wanted to talk, bowed his head and kissed down, moving forward while kissing, and the two entangled people kissed to his desk.

Zhou Wenyao's mouth kept kissing Fang Qingya, who had begun to be confused, but his eyes soberly looked at the darkened computer screen. For a long time, he suddenly closed his notebook, stretched out his hand, held Fang Qingya with blurred eyes on his desk, and completely fell into love / desire.

In the evening, the setting sun sinks in the West.

Zhou Wenyao touched the white shoulder of the woman in his arms and listened to her.

"... Wen Yao, it's true. I didn't lie to you. Ah Yue really smiled and raised his hand. I think he's really better... Of course, I'm very happy that ah Yue can be well, but... It's just us... He must have seen what happened before us. I'm afraid once he wakes up... Don't worry, I won't marry him. I know me clearly I love you. I beat here for you. I came to tell you that there is no other reason, just hope... "

Speaking of this, Fang Qingya sat up straight and looked seriously into the eyes of the man in front of her.

"If you choose to leave, please be sure to take me with you, okay?"

With that, the woman watched Zhou Wenyao's expression all the time. After getting his permission, she smiled and happily buried her face in his arms.

But she didn't see the light mockery in the man's eyes at the moment she bowed her head.

For him, Fang Qingya's idea was like being put on the table.

Knowing her mind, Zhou Wenyao didn't even know whether he should be happy or unhappy now. He just felt that he was very empty in his heart. No matter how crazy and indulgent he was with Fang Qingya, he couldn't be satisfied.

When Fang Qingya, who was satisfied with Fang Qingya, was sent away, Zhou Wenyao unexpectedly opened his notebook again. Looking at the picture for a long time, he suddenly smiled softly, slammed his notebook, got up and dialed a phone.

"The situation has changed. Yes, he can make a sound and move his arms. Yes, in his current situation, if he stops supplying drugs, how long will he recover at most, three to four months? OK, I understand."

With that, Zhou Wenyao hung up.

The finger tapped gently on the table.

Three to four months?

Remember that it should be Qingya's birthday soon... Ah

At the same time the next day, Feng Yue listened to the man who came to him whispering, "young master, there's going to be a fight over there. The medicine has stopped. We?"

"As planned."

"Yes."

Almost as soon as he finished, warm had already held the cat to his side and breathed deeply, "the cat is too skinny. How can I tell it that the rose has thorns? I just don't listen. I have to hit it. I chase after it every time. I almost stabbed it just now..."

Then he sat down beside him. Then he gently put the innocent kitten in his arms on Feng Yue's leg, looked at it with a smile, meowed, and lay down peacefully.

I will chase it now. If it doesn't change in the future, you will always chase it. One day, I will be tired of it

Suddenly, such an idea flashed through Feng Yue's heart.

Then he suppressed it, no matter whether he was tired or not

The cat won't let go.