It was as if she had fallen into a dry well, and all the days were far away from Wu Jue at this moment, she wanted to struggle hard, but in the narrow shackles, the strength in her body disappeared for some reason.

His mind was still sober, and his feelings had even become sharper, the aftertaste of red wine on Lin Jiahe's body, and the hot temperature between his lips and tongue, were so clear.

This is an extraordinary man like a king, this is a strong and passionate kiss, but because he is Lin Jiahe, the feeling of qiē, for Wu Jue, for her who is still sober, is just an indescribable shame, this shame makes her feel like a fish thrown ashore, slowly suffocating, slowly becoming cold.

Lin Jiahe probably noticed her abnormality, and after a while, he suddenly let go of her.

He looked at her, let go of his grip on her, and smiled as if self-deprecatingly, "I almost forgot that you had already rejected me on the island. ”

A moment of frustration and helplessness flashed on his face, just for a moment, and he changed back to the man who seemed to be able to dominate Yiqiē on weekdays, as if he could calm down at any moment, as if the kiss on him just now was just a trivial accident.

"Mr. Lin, you're drunk." Wu Jue said lightly, wanting to resolve the embarrassment of the short moment just now, but only after saying it did he realize that there was really the kind of hatred that Lin Jiahe said in that tone.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to make you embarrassed, and-" He seemed to think about it, "I didn't mean anything else to promote you, I just looked at your previous resume and work ability." I thought it might be more cost-effective to make you my right-hand man instead of letting you be my woman. ”

He said it lightly, but once again let Wu Jue see the mercenary businessman essence in his bones.

After the car started, there was silence in the car again. She turned her head to look out of the car, the night view of the city was very beautiful, the river of cars on the road, and the red lights intertwined, made the whole night look quite colorful.

However, these are all false illusions, and who knows how many unspeakable secrets are hidden under this night?

At the intersection where Lin Jiahe dropped Wu Jue to his residence, she got out of the car and bent over the window to say thank you. He nodded, didn't look at her, just took a cigarette from the front and lit it, and slowly turned away.

This was the first time she had seen him smoking, but it was only a short glimpse, but that smoking posture seemed to reveal the loneliness in his heart.

It's so good, thinking that Lin Jiahe, who is high above, is also lonely, Wu Jue suddenly feels a kind of shameful pleasure.

I couldn't sleep at night, not because of Lin Jiahe's unexpected kiss before. Wu Jue is not a little girl who has never been in the world, and that kind of kiss is by no means enough to upset her, but the thought that she will have such intimate contact with Lin Jiahe can't help but feel chills in her heart, and that sense of guilt and shame spreads again.

But perhaps because of the physical and mental exhaustion of this day, although her head still hurts a little, she only tosses and turns in bed for a while, and then falls asleep in a daze.

This sleep was very unstable, one dream after another, Shen Tong's warm smiling face was always in front of her eyes, very real, very real.

And this night, she once again opened the floodgates of memory that was about to be dusty, and let the flood of longing bury her.

In this lonely night, Shen Tong, I miss you very much, do you know?

When she got up the next day, Wu Jue's head hurt a little due to the complicated dreams all night, so in order not to affect the next day's work, she swallowed two painkillers before going to work.

It's a new day, and the new incumbency order is official. She was promoted from a small clerk in the office to the assistant manager of the finance department.

Some rejoiced for her, others were indignant. But even if this result is unexpected, because there is no clue that she is clinging to a certain high-level, the whole office is quite calm. After all, her academic qualifications and resume are very beautiful, and her dedication is indeed obvious to all.

Cheng Yuzheng adheres to the style of doing things abroad, vigorous and resolute, pays attention to efficiency, and is very serious. After a few days of contact, Wu Jue and him gradually became acquainted, although most of them were just discussing some work matters, but they generally felt that he was a very upright and bright man, not the kind of humble gentleman who was sanctimonious.

She didn't know how he could have a deep friendship with someone like Lin Jiahe, it was really unpredictable.

Saturday was the day when Wu Jue made an appointment with her attending doctor, Dr. Lu, for a check-up.

She hadn't stepped into the hospital for a long time, and the dazzling white color and the smell of disinfectant water felt very strange to her. Those days in the hospital seemed to be a lifetime away from her.

"Miss Wu, your body is recovering well, and now it seems that there is no problem at all." After the examination, Dr. Lu said to her formulaically, after announcing the good news, he paused and asked, "However, I want to know, have you been taking painkillers a lot lately?" ”

Wu Jue was stunned, looked at the handsome doctor opposite him a little blankly, and nodded: "Because my spirit is not very good, I often have headaches and can't sleep, so I have to ......."

Doctor Lu thought thoughtfully: "If you take too much of this medicine, you will be dependent, and besides, your body's immunity is not good now, so I recommend that you don't take it casually." If you are really too stressed, you can try to do some psychiatric treatment and let the doctor prescribe the right medicine. ”

She smiled and replied to him politely: "Well, I know, I'll take care of it, thank you doctor." ”

"Anyway, you have to take good care of your body." When he said this, he actually had a bit of a serious taste.

She could only nod in agreement.

When I came out of Dr. Lu's office, I felt much more comfortable, especially when I saw all kinds of patients in the corridor, still fighting the disease, and I was even more glad that I was now.

As she was walking, she was confronted by a man who staggered and knocked her across. Wu Jue raised his head, and was about to help someone in the future, but he was stunned.

Lin Jiahe, who was wearing a hospital gown, was pale, fine sweat was faintly visible on his forehead, he was holding his abdomen with one hand and the wall with the other, and he was obviously surprised when he saw her, frowning and whispering: "Help me to the ward." ”

She reacted, quickly picked him up, and walked in the direction he pointed.

He was already tall, and because of the pain, he gave almost his entire weight to Wu Jue. But after walking one floor, she was slightly tired and gasping for breath.

Helped him to lie down on the bed, and rang the bell to call the doctor, Wu Jue finally settled down and sat on the sofa chair in the ward to take a nap.

Watching the doctors and nurses hurry for a while and register for a drip, she learned that Lin Jiahe was suffering from stomach problems, and she had to be admitted to the hospital with sudden stomach bleeding the day before.

"Mr. Lin, why are you alone?" The huge senior ward, but only seeing him alone, had to make her a little strange, although he didn't have a family by his side, but at least there was no shortage of maid assistants or something.

"The nanny was sent back by me to cook porridge." He was half-lying on the bed, it seemed that the pain just now had eased, his face was much calmer than before, and he smiled a little helplessly as he said, "I originally wanted to go out to breathe while I wasn't hanging water, but I didn't expect that not long after I went out, this stomach began to be dishonest again, and I almost fell outside." ”

She couldn't imagine what he looked like as a wolf who fell to the ground, and in her opinion, no, perhaps to many people, a person who seemed so high and seemingly invulnerable should not be sick or fall. In fact, even when he was on the verge of collapse in pain in the hallway just now, she hadn't noticed a hint of wolf bèi on his face.

She sat closer, looked at his slightly tired face, thought about it and said to him, "Mr. Lin, if you are tired, sleep for a while." I'll help you watch the drip, and I'll call the nurse to change the dressing when the time comes. ”

He looked at her faintly, as if he was a little hesitant. "Don't you have anything to do?"

"I just finished a physical examination, and I don't have anything to do today. I'll wait for your nanny to come before leaving. ”

"Are you feeling unwell?" A hint of confusion flashed across his pale face.

I shook my head: "It's just a routine check." ”

He let out a thoughtful "oh", said nothing more, and slowly lay down.

Maybe he was really tired, Lin Jiahe fell asleep quickly, and after only lying down for a minute or two, he let out an even and deep breathing sound.

Looking at him from such a close distance, Wu Jue suddenly found that he was asleep at this time, I don't know if it was because of illness or something else, his usual coldness was gone, although his brows were slightly frowned, but it still made people feel a kind of ignorance and harmless tranquility.

Such a discovery made her forget for a moment the indifferent and ruthless person she knew.

This superior ward is very spacious, and the star-like facilities all show the identity of the patients in the room, but this is slightly different from the white eyes of the hotel, but it seems to release some kind of unhappy atmosphere, just like the potion in this hanging bottle, falling little by little, and the lonely sound flows in the quiet ward.

Of course, Wu Jue didn't know if Lin Jiahe in this room could also feel the loneliness she felt?

Lin Jiahe seemed to be sleeping deeply, and when he called the nurse to change the dressing halfway, he didn't wake up.

In the early spring, the city is already feeling a little warmer. It's just that the wind outside pours in through the open windows, and it's still a little cool. Wu Jue saw the hand with the needle inserted and exposed in the air, and subconsciously gently helped him put it into the quilt.

The moment she touched his hand, he seemed to know, and his eyelashes twitched slightly, but he didn't wake up after all, and instantly returned to calm. Perhaps because of the drips, his hands were almost as cold as ice.

Wu Jue had the experience of hanging bottles for a long time, and the cold feeling from his hands to his heart was very uncomfortable.