The corridor was a little dim, Chu Ying carried things upstairs, opened the door and went in.

Zhao Zhu's wound was still in the recovery stage, and it was difficult to move freely, and staying here for two days in Chu Ying had already made him very grateful, and staying any longer would only cause trouble.

"Did you eat for lunch?" Chu Ying asked naturally, "Is the injury better?" ”

Their relationship is neither good nor bad, they are not friends, nor are they strangers.

It is not easy for Chu Ying to do this.

Zhao Zhu stood up with the armrest of the sofa, "I'm already much better, no matter what, I'm still bothering you, I should be able to leave today." ”

"Is it really okay?" Chu Ying was suspicious, and suddenly took an orange from his pocket and threw it over, Zhao Zhu subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, tearing the wound in his abdomen, but did not catch the orange.

The blue-yellow orange rolled on the ground, silently exposing his lies.

Chu Ying stood, her back against the cabinet door, her fingertips were full of powder, her nails were slender and full, her nails poked into the orange peel, slowly tearing a hole, and then revealing the orange flesh inside.

"If you go out like this and lose your life, how can I explain it to Song Yong?"

No matter what, Zhao Zhu is Song Yong's hair is small, such a close relationship, no matter how Chu Ying is, he will not sit idly by, "Wait until you are all recovered before leaving, I don't care." ”

Zhao Zhu has been sleeping on the sofa in the living room these days, he has been sleeping with a cold meal a few days ago, and he can't live in a hotel.

Chu Ying is the most stable place in this time.

"Why don't you call Sister Song Yong, you're not ......"

It's that unspeakable relationship.

At the mention of this, Zhao Zhu only had a wry smile on his face, Song Boyu was about to enter the marriage hall, but he became a lost dog and fled for his life.

Is this her acquiescence?

Perhaps.

After becoming Mrs. Zhou, the relationship between her and Zhao Zhu will be a stain on her, and if she wants to live a stable life for the rest of her life, she can only get rid of Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu didn't answer, but that lost look, Chu Ying saw it in her eyes, she took half of the orange and handed it to him, the half was not peeled, it was clean.

"Eat some and get some vitamins." Chu Ying had a sour taste of vegetables and fruits, "My salary is not much, and I can't afford to buy too expensive medicine for you." ”

Zhao Zhu took the orange, peeled it off, took off a piece and put it in his mouth, puzzled: "Since this is the case, why don't you be with Song Yong?" ”

"Is this what I want to do?" Chu Ying turned around and looked at a few cheap clothes on the balcony, the wind blew them swaying, and she remembered the time when she lived with Song Yong in the tube building.

He went in too much of a hurry, didn't bring his luggage, didn't have a change of clothes.

Chu Ying bought new ones for him, some of them can be worn as he wants, but some of them are too inferior, Song Ying will be allergic when he wears them, his skin is red one by one, he can't help but scratch the itch, his face is wrinkled in a hurry, he wants to lose his temper, and he has to endure it.

The sun fell on her eyelids, Chu Ying blinked, and at that time she was thinking, can she really be with Song Yong?

He was such a delicate man, he couldn't wear twenty or thirty clothes, couldn't eat the heavy oil and salt dishes in small restaurants, slept on a small wooden bed, his legs curled up, cold for a while and hot for a while, and he couldn't sleep at all in a room with a constant temperature.

The difference between them is not only age.

Chu Ying's concerns, Zhao Zhu, seemed to understand.

"Actually, you don't need to think too much, you just follow Song Yong, he will arrange everything, many elders in his family have come over like this all their lives."

The one who is justified is not necessarily true love, but the one raised in the golden house must be mixed with feelings.

Chu Ying finished eating the orange, leaving some faint yellow traces and fruity aroma on her fingertips, astringent, not sweet, "But I just can't stop thinking about it, he is younger than me, he will see many women in the future, but I don't have so many later." ”

Not to mention the future, it is now, as soon as Song Yong returns to his wife, it will be like evaporating from the world, how dare Chu Ying believe that the world is eternal.

*

rushed to Xinyang alone.

carried out self-appeasement all the way, and Song Yong was not much better.

He can accept the existence of talking about the bird's view, Chu Ying has had such a period with him, and it is the first love, the purest and most unforgettable, Song Yong can't compare with him.

But no one else, don't even think about it.

Sitting in the car, Song Yong took two deep breaths and called Chu Ying.

Chu Ying took it.

"Are you free?" Song Yong suppressed the urge to rush up to find out, and said in a good voice: "I'm downstairs." ”

Chu Ying's voice was cold, "Got it." ”

went downstairs, she looked around and found Song Yong's car, didn't get into the car, just stood next to the car, gestured, and asked him to get out of the car.

Bypassing the front of the car, Song Yong stood beside Chu Ying, "Why did you come down with so little wear?" ”

Chu Ying moved her lower lip, wanting to question him, why didn't he call back, saying that he wanted to be her lover, but he disappeared when he returned to Zhongzhou.

When the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak.

Really asked, what is it?

Grabbing Song Yong's cuffs, Chu Ying took him to the unit building, the elevator was a little old, accompanied by a sharp sound when it went up, the light in the car was so dim that it hurt his eyes, and there were countless small advertisements posted on the door.

Song Yong enjoyed Chu Ying's touch of pulling him, moved his fingers, and held her hand, and the hesitation in his heart gradually faded in Chu Ying's closeness.

The elevator arrived quickly.

Chu Ying pulled him out quickly.

"We can go out, won't we come here?"

Song Yong's tone was simple, but he didn't want to talk to Chu Ying about what happened in the place where Bird Jing existed, Chu Ying understood what Song Yong meant, didn't explain, and opened the door, "Go in." ”

"Must be here?"

"Get in."

As long as she was happy, Song Yong agreed, he walked in, looked around, took two more steps, and caught the man sitting in the center of the living room at a glance, and the wrinkles in the center of his eyebrows instantly floated, "Zhao Zhu? ”

He looked back at Chu Ying again, angry and puzzled.

Chu Ying leaned her shoulders and leaned against the wall, and Zhao Zhu's explanation voice came from inside, "I was injured and met Miss Chu." ”

"If you are injured, you should go to the hospital, what are you doing here?" Song Yong was jealous and lost his ability to think.

Chu Ying said lightly, "I called you, it was your wife who answered it, and then I didn't get through again." ”

Song Yong's momentum disappeared all of a sudden.

"You talk, I'll go down and wait." She turned and walked away.

Glancing at Zhao Zhu in the house, Song Ji inexplicably became a little hostile, remembering Zhou Ji's sentence "I never went out again when I came in", so Zhao Zhu lived here for several days, under the same roof as Chu Ying?

Zhao Zhu noticed Song Yong's unfriendly eyes, "It's not what you think, Chu Ying left me for you." ”