Zhuang Yan said that he would think of a solution, but I knew that this matter was not so simple at all. If he and Zhao Yaru's father had a smooth talk, they would not have spent so long abroad to come back.

"I've seen Yaru, but she shouldn't have seen me. He hid in the dark to watch Zhao Yaru, saying that he was not in a good state, he didn't smile all day, and he liked to find a cigarette to smoke when no one was watching.

Zhao Yaru's mother is gentle, and she also feels that since Zhuang Yan and Zhao Yaru have divorced, it is time for Zhao Yaru to turn the long pain into a short pain, and she can start a new life after surviving the current stage. So although Zhao Yaru's father insisted that he see Zhao Yaru, her mother did not agree.

Zhao Yaru is her father's old daughter, so she has been spoiled by her father since she was a child. But whatever she wanted, her father would almost try his best to get it for her. Just like she liked Zhuang Yan since she was a child, her father also tried his best to fulfill her wishes.

Maybe it's because I haven't experienced father's love since I was a child, so I can't understand the relationship between Zhao Yaru's father and daughter, but I envy her parents who love her so much.

After Zhuang Yan came back, he began to be extremely busy, he began to travel frequently, but he still tried to stay at home with me on weekends. Most of the time, after I finish tutoring, I can see him waiting for me outside the community gate.

More than once, he asked me to quit my tutor, saying that he could afford to support me, but I didn't agree to his request because I had agreed with the parent to teach the child until the final exam.

Since I relayed Bao Yuanyuan's words to Jiang Yang, Jiang Yang doesn't seem to have looked for Bao Yuanyuan again.

Bao Yuanyuan rarely mentioned Jiang Yang since that night, but I found that she was in a daze more often.

In mid-June, when everyone began to prepare for the final exam, Zhuang Yan's new company had already pulled several orders, but they were all small orders, the kind that could not make ends meet.

I know he's anxious, so I tried to mention it twice to let him consider cooperating with Zhou Jin's company, it's not that I don't have a long eye, I really can't stand it, I always feel that he will be tired of his body if he works so hard.

At that time, there were no more classes in our class, and everyone was preparing for the exam temporarily, so I reviewed at school during the day and went to the small house to wait for Zhuang Yan at night. Because he can go back as early as possible when I am waiting for him at home, and if I don't go to the small house, he will sometimes come back in the early morning.

Tomorrow for the exam, I went back to my small home after dinner in the school cafeteria. By the time I finished reviewing the tasks I had set, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Before I came, I told Zhuang Yan that I would come over tonight, and he promised to come back early, so I started to worry when I saw that it was late, and I called him after a minute of struggle.

He didn't answer, thinking that he might be driving back, so I waited patiently for another ten minutes.

In the past, when he drove into a situation where I called, he would find a place to park and call me back as soon as possible, so something was wrong tonight.

I fidgeted until half-past eleven, when I finally heard the door open.

I saw him through the cat's eye and immediately opened the door, and he smiled weakly at me: "Why don't you sleep yet?"

His voice was as hoarse and weak as a day of walking in the desert without water. He smelled of alcohol, and it didn't take him to think about it to know that he was having dinner with a client again tonight.

"How much did you drink?" I suddenly had a sore nose and held back tears to help him onto the couch.

He touched his forehead and shook his head weakly: "It's not much, just two glasses of red wine." I just wasn't feeling well and had a bit of a headache. Heehi, pour me some water. ”

It was as if he hadn't drunk water for a few days, and after two glasses in a row, his voice was almost normal, but nasal.

I helped him untie his tie and wrung a towel to wipe his face, only to find that his face was very hot when I touched his forehead. I tested the temperature of his forehead with my forehead uncertainly, and sure enough, it was hot: "Is it a fever?"

He was indeed not drunk, he was very clear when he spoke, and his words and deeds were not abnormal. But it's very weak, and it must have something to do with illness.

I took out the thermometer to take his temperature, and he frowned and refused: "You help me to take a shower, and I'll be fine after a good night's sleep." He saw that I insisted on taking his temperature, held his forehead and sighed, "Xixi, I don't want to joke about my health, I'm very sleepy now, don't take a test, I've drunk alcohol, and my body temperature is not normal." ”

"Then you will help you in with me in your mouth, and you will not delay time. I refused to follow him, but he spat gorgeously within two seconds of putting it in his mouth.

Aside from the previous time when he went to school to look for me drunk, tonight was the first time he threw up like this.

Fortunately, he didn't vomit on the couch, but the living room was soon filled with a foul smell, and I couldn't help but frown and hold my breath.

He subconsciously looked at me, but didn't speak because he still wanted to vomit.

After I finally helped him into the bathroom, he threw up on the toilet for another ten seconds.

My tears suddenly slipped down, he obviously lied to me just now, Jiang Yang said that he drank a good amount of alcohol, so he definitely drank more than two glasses. I feel sorry for him, I feel sorry for him who works like this every day for business, and he refuses to sleep well.

He seemed to regain some strength after throwing up, so I helped him put hot water and undressed him without saying a word, and then stuffed him into the bathtub for a while. I didn't leave the bathroom, and I did the laundry with my head down while he was in the shower.

He seemed to be in a weak heart, and he kept looking at my face, like a child who had done something wrong.

I went to clean up the living room after washing my clothes, mopping the floor and shedding tears. I suddenly wanted to ask him, what are you fighting so hard for? I don't want such a good life, you tired yourself like this makes me hate myself so much.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, so much so that I couldn't see the ground clearly, and my eyes were full of foggy moisture.

I don't know when he washed it, but when he took the mop from my hand and half-leaned on me to take me to the bathroom, I finally couldn't help crying: "I don't want you to continue to open a company, can you find a job to work for someone? Or you cooperate with Sister Xiaojin, I beg you, I really beg you." ”

He sighed and was silent as he helped me undress.

After he helped me take it off, he gently pushed me: "Xixi, take a shower and go to bed, you have an exam tomorrow." ”

I didn't move, my mind was all on him, and I didn't forget to cover my shame at all.

When he took a towel to wipe my tears and snot, I choked up and begged him, "You promise me, you can choose the same as I said just now." I'm out of breath, I'm going to break down if you continue like this. ”

"Xixi, I'm really sleepy, good, don't make trouble, take a shower and go to bed. "He wanted to carry me into the bathtub, but he didn't have the strength now, so he could only sigh and keep coaxing me.

I wanted to fight him like that until he was willing to choose one or the other, but I couldn't bear to see the bloodshot in his eyes. I washed casually for a while, and he struggled to bring me his clean shirt to wear.

I couldn't bear to let him continue to drag the sick body to worry about me, so I dressed him clean and helped him back to his room to sleep.

This is the first time that there has been a conflict between us, and it is not a contradiction in the real sense, I just feel very sorry for him, angry that he is working too hard and at the same time angry that he dragged him down. The expression of frustration is that he refuses to speak, and after lying on the bed, he wants to kiss me but I refuse.

When I slept with my back to him, he reluctantly scooped me into his arms, and I was still struggling at first, but he refused to let go of me with his weak strength. I was afraid that it would make him even more uncomfortable, so I had to stop tossing.

His arms were as hot as a stove, and he kept coaxing in my ear in a daze: "When the previous company first opened, I also worked like this. Xixi, I'm used to it, don't be angry, I'm so tired...... We'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

He fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't.

He was emotionally frustrated, so he put all his energy into work, which I can understand. Jiang Yang has also mentioned to me more than once how hard he works at work, but I still can't stand seeing him fight like this.

I felt like I had been hit with a sledgehammer, and my whole body twitched because I cried so much.

He seemed to notice something when he had just fallen asleep, and the hand around my waist suddenly slowly climbed up to the corner of my eye and touched it, and after touching the tears, he subconsciously wiped it twice. I heard him cry out to me in a dream, and then I didn't dare to shed any more tears, or he wouldn't even be able to sleep.

I've been thinking about how to get him to get rid of working so hard, but because my mind is in chaos, I can't think of a good way to fall asleep.

He woke me up the next morning, and I sent him the exam schedule, so he knew exactly what time I was going to take the exam.

After washing, he also bought breakfast back, and there was only deep guilt in my eyes except for spoiling: "I did drink a little too much last night, thank you for your hard work, and I promise not to drink it in the future." ”

I nodded, silent.

I want him to have a long memory, otherwise he will drink too much in the future. I know he can't avoid drinking when he's socializing, but where can he stand it if he goes on like this? Also, I don't like that he works so hard at work, he doesn't fight with iron, he shouldn't be overloaded all the time.

When he sent me back to school, I touched his forehead, and luckily he didn't have a fever.

He didn't say anything because I didn't say anything all the way, but he kept a straight face, as cold as ice when we first met. I must have taken the initiative to compromise before, but this time my stubbornness has come up.

When I arrived at the school gate, he offered to help me unbuckle my seat belt.

But Shi Ming didn't have to lean over, but he forced me to stick to the back of the chair.

He pressed my mouth with a black face and kissed me, and when I didn't respond, he gently bit my lip and tongue: "Xixi, you really don't want to pay attention to me?"