It was another late night, Song Yibai felt a little uncomfortable, took out red wine and drank it in small sips.

Song Yibai was drinking alone and drinking, she didn't know how to deal with the relationship between herself and Fu Qiming, this was the second time he was troubled by feelings, Song Yibai gradually saw his heart, he liked Fu Qiming, but she didn't have to work hard, she still had a lot of responsibility, Song Hang, a person who relied on eating soft rice, eating her mother's dowry and her grandfather's company, ruined the company like this, she couldn't watch the company go downhill more and more.

Song Yibai promised that his grandfather would take care of the Song family, and would carry forward the Song family, so that the Song family would get better and better, and her status in S City would become higher and higher. can only temporarily abandon their feelings.

Thinking of this, Song Yibai felt that the red wine in his hand was tasteless, he couldn't taste anything, it was hard to swallow, "Forget it, don't drink it, no matter how much you drink, it can't make me forget everything." Song Yibai, who returned after being reborn, is much stronger, that is, it is easier to firm up his ideas.

Fu Qiming drove to the door of Song Yibai's apartment, and saw that the house was brightly lit, he didn't know what excuse to go in, he didn't know what to do now, he did everything he had to do, he was also very good to Song Yibai, he had never been so concerned about anyone before, the first time Fu Qiming felt deeply helpless, confused, like a hairy boy, he didn't know how to deal with this relationship, because he couldn't see Song Yibai's heart clearly.

The car stopped at the door of the apartment like this, and the people inside sat on the sofa in a daze, and the people in their hearts had already flown far away, and the same was true for Fu Qiming in the car, and the people had already flown into the house.

After a long, long time, the lights in the house went out.

Fu Qiming's heart also became a little colder, in the past few hours in the car, he thought a lot, he felt that the reason why Song Yibai didn't have any response was probably just to use him again, and he didn't have any feelings for him, this is the difference between them, he has fallen into it deeply, and she has no heart, and she doesn't like him at all.

Thinking of this, Fu Qiming's heart couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, "Don't you care about me at all?" Fu Qiming clenched his fist and smashed the steering wheel hard, it seemed that this was the only way to vent his inner troubles, stayed for a while, and drove away from Song Yibai's apartment, he decided that he would try not to interfere in Song Yibai's affairs in the future, and even ignore it, stay away from Song Yibai, maybe he will forget this unrequited love.

Driving back home, the more Fu Qiming thought about it, the more angry he felt, he took a few bottles of wine with a high degree from the wine cellar, and without thinking about it, he opened it, raised his head and drank it, the rum fell from the gap between his mouth and the mouth of the bottle to the ground, drop by drop, tick, tick, like dripping on Fu Qiming's heart, it was very uncomfortable, after drinking a bottle, Fu Qiming threw the bottle out, snapped, and shattered the glass slag on the ground.

Fu Qiming's hand was also scratched, and he didn't feel any pain at all, which was not worth mentioning compared to the pain in his heart.

Bottle after bottle, I don't know how many bottles I drank, gradually Fu Qiming's stomach began to hurt, and he hadn't eaten a bite of food since morning, his stomach must have hurt after drinking so much wine, from bottom to adulthood, no one except his grandfather really cared about him, even his cheap parents never cared about him, the happiness of the home he wanted was finally found here in Song Yibai, but there was no good ending.

Suddenly, Fu Qiming felt that his mouth was a little sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out, a splitting headache, and he fainted suddenly, unconscious.

The next day, early in the morning, the cleaning aunt went to the house to clean up, and found Fu Qiming who fell to the ground, as well as the blood stains that had not dried next to his head, and was frightened, so she quickly dialed the 120 emergency number, and the assistant heard that Fu Qiming had fainted, and hurriedly drove to the city hospital.

Fu Qiming was lying on the VIP hospital bed, his face was pale, his lips were not colored, he was on a drip, his face was painful, probably caused by stomach cramps. The special assistant thought that Mr. Fu should need someone to accompany him at this time, so he took out his mobile phone and called Song Yibai.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Fu was hospitalized yesterday because you drank until you vomited blood, do you want to come and see him, he is in a very bad condition now, and the doctor said that he had stomach bleeding." The special assistant was sweating profusely, and he was in a hurry on the way here, and he was running upstairs, panting.

"Then I'll wait and see him, it shouldn't be a big deal, I'll go see it right away." Song Yibai was anxious, in fact, it was fake to say that she didn't care, and at this time, she couldn't solve the problem at all, she picked up her bag and car keys, and prepared to drive to see Fu Qiming.

At eight or nine o'clock, Fu Qiming had slowly woken up, but his stomach was still burning, not very comfortable, he opened his eyes and wanted to see if there was someone he wanted to see by the bed, and whether Song Yibai had come.

At the same time, Song Yibai was still on the way to come, and Fu Qiming closed his eyes uncomfortably. "Mr. Fu, do you want to drink some water, I'll buy you some porridge." The special assistant asked Hou Xie Fu Qiming with a concerned face. "No, I don't drink it." Fu Qiming's face was like ashes, and he had no appetite at all.

Click, the door opened, Song Yibai arrived panting, Fu Qiming looked up and saw that it was Song Yibai, Fu Qiming, who didn't want to give her any good face, still the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Why are you drinking until your stomach bleeds, don't die, I bought you some clear porridge, you drink some water first, I'll make porridge for you later." Song Yibai took out the porridge and wanted the special assistant to feed Fu Qiming.

The special assistant picked up the spoon and fed it, Fu Qiming directly ignored it, and the special assistant was a little embarrassed, "Or Mr. Song, you can feed it," Song Yibai picked up the spoon and put it on his mouth and blew it to feed Fu Qiming, one bite after another, after a while, a bowl of porridge was gone, Song Yibai picked up a tissue and gently wiped Fu Qiming's mouth, Fu Qiming looked at Song Yibai intently, sure enough, she was injured, she would still feel distressed.

Yes, Song Yibai was distressed, looking at Fu Qiming with a haggard face, Song Yibai couldn't bear it, and felt that it was necessary to explain everything to Fu Qiming, she didn't have the energy to think about it for the time being, "Fu Qiming, I, I have something to say to you." ”

Fu Qiming gave the special assistant a look, and the special assistant immediately received it, closed the door and left.

"You know, I'm under a lot of pressure right now, and I don't want to be in a relationship yet, you know, I'll look for you when it's over?." Song Yibai finally made up his mind, no longer the kind of vague answer that he didn't know how to choose, Fu Qiming couldn't help but be happy when he heard it, "Well, I'll wait for you, and remember to find me." ”

Song Yibai and Fu Qiming looked at each other like this, Song Yibai felt that Fu Qiming was more and more handsome, it was really every pore that exuded the charm of this man, Fu Qiming raised his head easily, and the two of them got closer in an instant, Song Yibai understood what Fu Qiming meant.

Leaned over and kissed it, this kiss may be to clarify each other's inner thoughts and find a promising way in the future. The more you kiss, the more emotional you are, and you kiss like this, "Well," "What's wrong?" Song Yibai looked at Fu Qiming suspiciously.

The needle was crooked, Song Yibai Lian immediately turned red, how could she be so strong, "I, I'll call a doctor." Song Yibai immediately ran out shyly, went to call the doctor, re-inserted the needle, and stayed quietly all afternoon, Fu Qiming was a little sleepy due to the effect of the drug, and fell asleep.

Song Yibai helped Fu Qiming cover the quilt, and then went home to cook porridge for Fu Qiming to cook some light meals, time was lost minute by minute, Fu Qiming woke up, his eyes turned several times, and he didn't find any trace of Song Yibai, did she run again, didn't she promise herself, take her time. Fu Qiming's head slowly lowered, and his eyes were red.

Song Yibai pushed open the door, holding the thermos box in his hand, Fu Qiming saw that he was going back to cook for himself, and the unhappiness in his heart immediately disappeared, "What are you doing, it's so fragrant, you feed me." Song Yibai smiled helplessly, who made him a patient, he can only be spoiled.

After feeding, it was almost time to be discharged, the special assistant went to go through the discharge procedures, Song Yibai packed up Fu Qiming's things, busy coming and going, Fu Qiming had a sense of happiness at home, it would be better if he could have a few children with Song Yibai.

"What do you think, let's go." Song Yibai helped Fu Qiming and moved slowly, Fu Qiming felt that the opportunity was not easy to come by, so he walked slowly, as if a century was so long, and finally walked to the gate of the hospital, Song Yibai helped Fu Qiming to sit in the car, "You go home first, I'll come and see you later." Song Yibai looked at Fu Qiming and said seriously.

Fu Qiming nodded, and the driver drove the car and drove away.

Song Yibai went to the company to deal with the matter at hand, and boiled some chicken soup to bring to Fu Qiming, so that he could take care of his stomach, Song Yibai hurriedly came to Fu Qiming's apartment, and the nanny was already waiting for Song Yibai at the door, "Miss Song, the master's room is on the far right on the third floor." The nanny took the chicken soup in Song Yibai's hand and prepared to serve it to Fu Qiming.

"No need, Auntie, I'll come," Song Yibai took the chicken soup and went to the third floor to find Fu Qiming, and saw Fu Qiming looking at the book on finance, the dim light crossed a layer of gold for this man, and his already handsome face was even more handsome and abnormal. Song Yibai couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Fu Qiming knew that Song Yibai was coming, so he turned his head and said to her, "Come in," Fu Qiming put down the books in his hand and looked at Song Yibai, like a child waiting to be fed, well-behaved, only Song Yibai knew how arrogant Fu Qiming usually was.

Song Yibai sat on the edge of Fu Qiming's bed and fed it one bite at a time, "I see that your hands can't move, why don't you drink it yourself." Fu Qiming's face darkened, and she saw it.