Fang Zhihe stretched out his hand and gently opened the top drawer of the desk, and a peacock-shaped bookmark lay quietly inside, this is Han Ying's thing, she has been using this bookmark to separate the page numbers.

Her English version of "Wuthering Heights" had already seen 134 pages, the book was cremated on the day of burial, because he couldn't bear to destroy even the bookmark, so he kept it, he glanced at the bookmark again, got up and pulled a book from the shelf, turned to page 134, and then gently picked up the peacock bookmark and clipped it in.

"Aren't you going back?" Yan Jin had already packed up his things and was ready to get off work, but when he pushed the door, he saw that Fang Zhihe was still sitting at his desk, so he asked.

"Return!" Fang Zhihe said lazily and closed his eyes.

Yan Jin felt very strange, some time ago, Fang Zhihe had been returning home from work on time, but he had not returned for the past two days, Yan Jin was very confused, but he didn't ask.

After Yan Jin's footsteps became farther and farther away, Fang Zhihe slowly opened his eyes, got up from his seat, and then slowly paced out of the office, it was already dark outside, he glanced up, pulled the car door and sat in, and returned to the new city in 20 minutes.

He reached out and touched the switch of the wall, and with a little force, the crystal lamp in the hall instantly lit up, emitting a dazzling light, and he pressed it again.

Such a bright light is not suitable for him, he belongs to a quiet night, Fang Zhihe lay on the sofa in the living room while thinking, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Lin Rong's appearance appeared, she was crying, crying very sadly, very sad......

Fang Zhihe sighed and opened his eyes, I don't know why, as long as he is free these days, an inexplicable anxiety will come to his heart from the bottom of his heart, he has used many methods to suppress it, but it has no effect, he tossed on the sofa for a while, still can't sleep, so he simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, which felt more comfortable, so he quickly climbed into bed and fell asleep while he was comfortable.

In the dream, Lin Rongrong fell ill again, and he locked her in a hut and personally delivered her food every day. But one day, when he pushed open the door of the hut, he found that Lin Rongfu was not inside, so he hurriedly looked around, but at the moment when he raised his leg, a red snake pounced on him and wrapped around his right leg.

Later, at some point, Lin Rongrong appeared, wearing a white dress, holding a bouquet of freshly picked wildflowers in his hand, standing outside the door and smiling at him, and just as he was about to speak, the snake quickly crawled towards her, and then jumped and bit Lin Rongrong's wrist fiercely......

Fluffy!

Fluffy

When Fang Zhihe woke up, he found that something slipped from the corner of his eye, he reached out to wipe the corner of his eye, reached out to turn on the lamp at the head of the bed, and then casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on his body, and quickly went out of the door.

At half past two in the morning, there were very few cars on the street, and the Rolls-Royce ran two red lights in a row and turned into the compound of Linjiang People's Hospital.

Two minutes later, the people in the car stepped down, and then hurried to the counseling center, and after coming out of the counseling center, they quickly ran to the third floor ward of the inpatient department.

A few minutes later, the door of a ward on the third floor was pushed open, and the patient lying on the bed moved his eyelids, but did not open them, and beside her lay a thin figure, which did not seem to hear any sound, and was still sleeping sweetly.

Fang Zhihe stared at the figure for a long time, then gently closed the door and left the hospital.

At the moment when he saw her, he found that his heart was out of control, he was actually thinking about her, wanting to hug her, and thinking about ......