Sending Chen Qiqi is easier than imagined, but if you want to send Fu Zishan, you can't finish it in a few words. The pasta on the table had been poked out of shape by Gu Yayi, she lowered her head, and kept grabbing the fork and stirring non-stop.

Chen Qiqi was very sensitive to danger, and as soon as he noticed the strange atmosphere between Gu Yayi and Fu Zishan, he immediately slipped oil on the soles of his feet and slipped to the guest room to rest.

Fu Zishan drank coffee leisurely, and his movements were endlessly elegant. He didn't say anything, just sitting like that brought Gu Yayi a supreme sense of delay and oppression.

She finally couldn't hold back and said, "Fu Zishan, has your wound been dressed?" ”

He put down his mug gently: "Not yet." ”

Gu Yayi's eyes lit up, and she quickly pushed away the pasta: "Then I'll change the medicine for you." If she doesn't give her something, she will really be tossed crazy by Fu Zishan's eyes.

He didn't agree or refuse, and moved from the dining table to sit down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Gu Yayi brought the medicine box, half-squatted under him, and carefully untied the bandages. The wound was so deep that it hurt just looking at her.

She sprinkled the powder very lightly, 120,000 points of concentration. Her long eyelashes drooped down, covering her eyes. Fu Zishan still didn't speak, looking at her quietly.

Time seemed to be very slow at this moment, and she deliberately slowed down her movements. The tip of her nose lingered with the faint scent of laundry soap on Fu Zishan's body, and she felt relieved from the bottom of her heart.

Wrapped in a bandage and tied with a beautiful bow. She simply didn't get up, squinted slightly and leaned on the edge of Fu Zishan's knee and rubbed it, like a lazy cat.

Fu Zishan gently stroked her slightly hard long hair, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, but the bottom of her eyes was still as deep as the sea.

Just as she was about to sink into this tranquility, a cold male voice sounded in her ears, startling all her defenses. She heard Fu Zishan say again: "Jiang Qing, who is it?" ”

She subconsciously stood up and stepped back slightly. The hands behind her back trembled a little, but her face looked nonchalant: "I seem to have told you, she is a very good friend of mine." Didn't you know the last time you were in the hospital? ”

"Gu Yayi, why don't you dare to look at me?" Fu Zishan's calm voice was like a pearl of jade, knocking on her heart.

"You're so handsome, I'm afraid I can't help but love you endlessly." Nails pinched hard into her palms, she calmly raised her chin, and met Fu Zishan's deep eyes without dodging.

He smiled, "Welcome." ”

Fu Zishan's expression was clearly not half abnormal, she stiffened her back calmly, and smiled lightly.

He was still smiling, looking at her inch by inch with meticulous eyes, not letting go of even a subtle look: "Really just friends?" ”

"Or else?" She clasped her hands around her chest and changed into a posture that made her feel reassured: "I met her by chance, and I thought she was quite pitiful, so I have been silently helping her." Why, don't you give me money and nowhere to spend, and be a philanthropist? ”

Fu Zishan still smiled calmly, and the way she laughed made her want to tear off the expression that seemed to be very hypocritical: "I don't seem to say anything, you don't need to explain a lot to me." Such a desire to cover up, Gu Yayi, if it were you, would you believe what you said? ”

She knew that Fu Zishan majored in psychology, and she also knew that what she said was almost full of loopholes. However, what can she do if she just doesn't admit Fu Zishan? No matter how awesome a detective is, it's impossible to find out that part, right?

If such a thing hadn't happened to her, she wouldn't have believed it. If he really told Fu Zishan, he would really help him treat a shot.

Based on the above considerations, Gu Yayi's choice is to control her mouth and not say a word that should not be said.

She quickly fought back: "My Mr. Fu, am I Hongxing out of the wall or what?" Are you arguing with me about a woman? You care so much about my friends, aren't you worried about me being jealous? ”

Sometimes, she really makes people laugh and cry. Fu Zishan forced a smile, tensed his cheeks and continued to create a serious look.

She was really afraid that if she continued to talk, she would accidentally be tricked. simply turned his back and pretended to leave with a small temperament.

Fu Zishan called her: "Gu Yayi." ”

She paused, her hands clenched unconsciously again, her thin figure seemed to merge with the darkening sky. He stepped forward slowly, footsteps tapping the vamps of his shoes against the floor, thuds on her chest.

Fu Zishan's hand was on her shoulder, and his warm palm was hot. Through a thin layer of clothing, his temperature is transmitted.

"Gu Yayi, if you plan to hide something from me, then you'd better be sure to hide it for the rest of your life."

The faint voice was obviously stating the facts, but it made her shudder.

He forcibly grabbed her shoulders and put her facing him. It was clear that the weather was not late autumn, but it was covered with her cold hands, and the temperature was so cold that he was surprised. He held Gu Yayi's hand and warmed her hand inch by inch.

A chuckle sounded as if delusional, and she looked up blankly. Just now, was Fu Zishan laughing?

"Gu Yayi, as long as you say it, I believe it."

The sound was so soft, it seemed to disappear into the wind in the next moment. She shook her head unconsciously, impossible, how could Fu Zishan believe such a bizarre thing? If Fu Zishan believes it, in what capacity should she get along with him?

She hardened her heart and said in a slightly cold tone: "I'm done with what I'm going to say." But you don't seem to believe me as you just said? ”

Seeing the hesitation in Gu Yayi's eyes flashing, Fu Zishan was 100% sure that there must be something she hadn't said. He gave her the opportunity again and again, but she repeatedly chose to escape.

What is it that even he can't say?

The last rays of dusk had dissipated, and darkness had crept in.

Fu Zishan slowly let go of her hand, and in the not very bright light, she couldn't see his face clearly at all. I only knew that after the absence of his warmth, the ten fingers that had just had a trace of warmth gradually lost their temperature.

"There's something going on in the hospital, I might come back late tonight, you can rest early."

It's still the same thing, but it sounds like something has changed. Her hands hung limply down her waist, her lips half-open but silent for a long time. She could only watch Fu Zishan's figure gradually hide in the darkness.

The last sound she heard was the soft closing of the door.

――Meat is recommended~Rolling is recommended~