Song Zhiyue was stunned, what did his last sentence mean?

Before she could figure out this question, she heard Feng Shen say again: "My dear brother is also next to you, right?" ”

She subconsciously denied: "He's not here." ”

"Isn't it you, and you're still using his cell phone to call me?" There was a hint of mockery in Feng Shen's voice.

Song Zhiyue didn't listen to his nonsense anymore, took off the phone and cut off the phone.

Feng Chen took the phone: "Let's go." ”

The two left the ward, Feng Chen called the nurse over, asked her to stay by the bedside, and then the two left.

Entering the elevator, Song Zhiyue has been pondering a question.

As a lawyer, Feng Chen's mind should be more careful than Feng Shen.

Feng Shen could think that she took Feng Chen's mobile phone to call him, and Feng Chen must be next to him.

That Feng Chen must have been able to think of it, Feng Shen could guess this.

Even if that means that Feng Chen asked her to call, it wasn't because she was afraid of causing trouble to Liang Weirong, but because she didn't want to talk to Feng Shen!

When she arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the elevator door opened, and as soon as she stepped out of the phone, she was pulled to the safe passage by the dust.

Away from the noise, the surroundings were quiet.

She blinked at Feng Chen, and when she saw that Feng Chen seemed to have something to say to her, she didn't ask him what he was doing.

Feng Chen pondered for a moment and said: "Today's incident is very sudden, she fainted in my house, I can't ignore it." In the three months you've been gone, I haven't had any contact with her, and I don't know why she suddenly came looking for me today. ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned, and came over with understanding, he was explaining to himself.

She pursed her lips and said, "You were nervous about her when she fainted." ”

Feng Chen admitted that he did not control his emotions at that time.

"I'm sorry, me"

Song Zhiyue interrupted him: "You still call her Rong Rong." ”

Feng Chen frowned, as if he was wondering if he had really called it that when he was in a hurry just now.

"I'm used to it, and I haven't changed it for a while."

"You call her Rongrong, but you call me by name and surname."

She hung her head, her voice lowered a little, and she didn't know if she was talking to herself or to him.

Feng Chen pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Song Zhiyue lifted his eyelashes and looked at him: "If you call me Yueyue, I won't care about today's matter." ”

Feng Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see him shouting, Song Zhiyue laughed lowly, with a bit of self-deprecation in his smile.

"Actually, in your heart, I'm not as good as Liang Weirong at all, right?"

Feng Chen furrowed his brows: "I've never thought about it like this. ”

Song Zhiyue's eyelashes drooped slightly, half-hiding the emotion in her eyes: "The night we slept together, did you treat me as Liang Weirong?" ”

The memories of that night were so confusing that Feng Chen couldn't even remember how those things happened.

After he didn't speak for a long time, Song Zhiyue suddenly laughed to himself: "It seems that this is really the case." ”

There was a bitterness and disgust in her heart, a rejection of herself.

Why do you ask if you know this is the result?

Doesn't this show self-harm?

Feng Chen looked at her pale face and held her shoulder with one hand: "No matter how I was with her before, now I have nothing to do with her, you just need to remember this." ”

Song Zhiyue's heart tightened uncomfortably, she waved away the hand that Feng Chen put on her shoulder, and ran away before the tears fell.