On this day, it was still Lei Ziqian who drove to the cake shop in person and sent Bei Xiaorou to the hospital.

Outside the VIP ward, there is a comfortable and spacious rest area, the sun pours down from the large window, and the half-open window comes from the rustle of leaves swaying in the wind, like a whispering music, revealing a quiet and distant atmosphere.

As soon as she walked into the rest area, Bei Xiaorou reached out and gently held the big hand of the man next to her, stopped, pursed her lips when he looked sideways, and said softly: "You can wait for me outside today." ”

The man's face suddenly turned cold, his face tightened, his eyebrows furrowed, and his dark eyes looked at her with heavy eyes.

Having already guessed that he would react like this, Pei Xiaorou took a step closer to him, holding his little hand tightly, "I have something to say to Brother Zhuo alone." She paused, and a trace of hesitation appeared in her clear and calm eyes, "Do you believe me?" ”

Lei Ziqian's eyes moved slightly, staring deeply at her honest little face, but he didn't speak.

Just when Bei Xiaorou thought that he didn't trust himself and felt a little hurt, and a trace of sadness slowly appeared on his face, the man suddenly made a big hand and held her small hand, and the force of the clenching made her slightly numb and immediately let go, and her black eyes looked directly at her confused eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Half an hour." ”

After the words fell, he walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, his hands on his chest, and his eyes looked at the woman who was still standing in place.

His actions fully demonstrated his trust in himself, Pei Xiaorou's emotions that she had felt a little aggrieved before faded in an instant, the corners of her lips raised a sweet smile, met his gaze, nodded softly, and then turned around and walked towards the corridor leading to the VIP ward.

The man on the sofa, his dark eyes followed her closely, his lips pursed, and his face was dark and condensed.

And when Zhuo Yuanhang finally got his wish, he didn't see the tall figure that had always followed the woman closely in the past few days, and he couldn't help but have a trace of joy in his eyes.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, and on the coffee table in front of him were several documents that he needed to see and sign in person. Seeing that Bei Xiaorou was about to walk in front of him, he immediately put the document aside, reached out and took the pair of small hands that were close to him, and asked her to sit beside him.

Bei Xiaorou's eyes moved slightly, turned sideways to avoid his hand, and instead walked to him and sat down, put the thermos flask in his hand on the coffee table, lowered his eyes and unscrewed the bottle cap, and said softly: "Today I stewed the hoof flower soup you like to drink." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and scooped it up and handed it to him, and then finally raised his eyes to look at him.

Zhuo Yuanhang's face couldn't help but tense when he saw her dodge just now, but at this moment, when he touched her gentle eyes that were as clear as water, he restrained all his negative emotions without a trace. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, he took the soup sent to him, smelled the fragrant taste, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on his face, and hurriedly lowered his head and drank it.

After drinking two large bowls in a row, Jun's face was full of full pleasure, and after a sigh, his bright eyes stared at the woman opposite. Looking at her white little face with her head half-hung down, her affectionate gaze became more and more eager, like a wave, and like a volcanic eruption, it hit the woman directly, "If I can drink until you boil the soup, my life will be complete." Xiaorou, would you like me to have this honor? ”

This sentence once again tore apart the topic that the two avoided talking about before, and at the same time declared his heart that had never changed.

Pei Xiaorou's hand that was closing the thermos lid paused slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she continued to tighten the thermos flask again, and at the same time opened her lips lightly, and the words spoken in a soft noise were the last thing men wanted to hear, "Of course, you are like my family, as long as you want to drink, I will do it for you." ”

Zhuo Yuan's eyebrows suddenly tightened, his eyes looked deeply at the woman who was still looking down at him without looking at him, her answer was not what he wanted at all, "You should know that what I want to do is not only your family, but also my lover." ”

He said it so frankly, no longer willing to hide his thoughts, and at the same time not allowing her to escape anymore. During this time, feeling her gentle care, the more I felt her beauty, the more greedy I wanted more, and I hoped that this feeling of happiness could last forever.

However, whenever he saw her facing Lei Ziqian, the natural intimacy and dependence, the sweet and moving smile that had never been shown in front of him, and the shining ring on her hand that reminded him all the time and stung him, all made him feel deep remorse and unwillingness.

He thought that by ignoring their existence, he could fool himself into telling himself that he still had a chance. But as he watched more and more wordless sweet nicknames and tacit interactions between them every day, his mood became more and more suffocating, and then he suddenly realized that she was getting farther and farther away from him.

The hands on his lap tightened suddenly. She is so beautiful, how can he be willing to lose her?!

Pei Xiaorou pushed the thermos flask to her right hand, and then finally raised her eyes to look at the man opposite, when she touched the painful eyes full of affection in his eyes, her breath suffocated slightly, her heart sank, and her eyes were full of guilt, "I'm sorry!" ”

The three words that fell lightly in the air were like a heavy hammer, falling heavily on the man's heart, making him feel very painful.

His breathing suddenly sank, the green tendons on the back of his clenched hand floated, and the strength of restraint could be seen, his eyes appeared painful, and his face looked gloomy. He hooked lightly, his smile was bitter and painful, but he looked at the woman without blinking, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, "Do you really refuse to give me a chance at all?" ”

Bei Xiaorou felt a throbbing pain in her heart, she felt cruel, like an executioner, holding a knife at Ling Chi, but she had to do it.

Biting her lip lightly, her little face was full of deep self-blame and guilt, and her hands were tightly clenched, just because the pain in his eyes at the moment was so clearly conveyed to her that she could only spit out three pale words weakly, "I'm sorry!" ”

She didn't know what else to do to show her apologies, she never wanted to hurt him.

The man pursed his lips, his face became a little more gray, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, like a starry sky covered by clouds, dark and dark, and there was no light in sight.

Bei Xiaorou's heart shrank suddenly, she trembled her lips and called "Brother Zhuo", her voice was full of heavy guilt and worry.

Zhuo Yuanhang lowered his eyes, and a heavy aura surged around his whole body, but he still stubbornly held on to a glimmer of hope, "If I knew you first, would you choose me?" ”

The words raised his eyes and stared at her, and a hint of anticipation appeared on Jun's face.

There were tears faintly floating in the woman's clear eyes, but the apology contained there was aggravated by his words.

She bit her lip lightly, looked at him with a helpless and apologetic expression, a faint light appeared in her eyes, even though her voice trembled and apologized, but she still answered from her heart, "No matter whether there is Ziqian or not, or who I know first, Brother Zhuo, I will only treat you as a friend and family!" ”