Chapter Seventy-Eight: I Have No Feelings for Her
The hot soup splashed on the back of Fu Chen's hand, and soon a blister appeared.
The nurse outside heard the strange noise and was worried that something was wrong, but this was a VIP ward, so she could only stand outside and knock on the door.
"Hello, what's going on, do you need our help?" The nurse listened carefully to the voices inside.
"It's fine, I just accidentally knocked something over." Fu Chen replied calmly.
"That's good, you can ring the bell at the bedside if you have something." The nurse said with concern.
The floor was now a mess, and the soup was spilled all over the floor, and it was steaming upwards. Song Hui didn't know what was going on, and his previous self would never get angry because of this.
Maybe it's the pregnancy and the fact that there have been a lot of things recently, and the hormones in the body are unstable, which caused the mood to be out of control just now.
In fact, today's incident has nothing to do with Fu Chen, she wants to apologize to Fu Chen, but the sentence of sorry is stuck in her throat like this, and she can't spit it out or swallow it.
Fu Chen looked at Song Hui with complicated eyes, and finally didn't say anything, went to the bathroom and got a mop and started cleaning the floor.
"If you don't find a nurse, you can go back." Song Hui looked at Fu Chen a little unnaturally, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
Fu Chen dragged the floor seriously, and the lines of his side face were a little cold and hard.
"It's fine, just one night." He paused, his eyes swept over Song Hui, worried that she would not agree, and added: "It was your parents who called me, I don't care a little bit, it will arouse suspicion." ”
At this moment, Song Hui has no burden in his heart, anyway, Fu Chen is just to cover up the truth, not for her.
The truth is always crueler than a lie.
Song Hui didn't pay attention to Fu Chen anymore, maybe her body hadn't completely recovered, her eyelids gradually became heavy again, and she fell asleep again unconsciously.
She had many dreams, which were like a mirror shattering on the ground, falling apart and falling apart.
In the dream, she was happily eating with her parents, the camera changed, her father was lying on the ground and there were bright red pools of blood all around, and then she saw Mu Jinghuai running towards her, but when she walked in front of her, it turned into Fu Chen's face.
The two faces kept changing, and the tortured Song Hui was going crazy.
Her expression became hideous, her good-looking brows were twisted together, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she gritted her teeth tightly.
Fu Chen took a warm towel and gently wiped her cheeks, forehead, and her dark eyes were full of tenderness, and Song Hui fell asleep with every sip of water in front of her.
Fu Chen had no choice but to take a spoon and feed water into her mouth little by little, and with Fu Chen's gentle movements, Song Hui's expression softened.
He hadn't looked at Song Hui so seriously for a long time, her fair face was dyed with a faint flush, her eyelashes gently covered her eyes like wings, leaving a faint shadow under her eyes, the tip of her delicate nose was filled with light, and her ruddy lips were gently pursed, like a quiet little goblin.
"Why can't you take care of yourself?" Fu Chen raised his fingertips and slowly brushed over her beautiful face, with a little distress in his gestures.
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When Song Hui was awake, it was almost dusk.
Every time near dusk, there are heavy clouds and mist entrenched in the sky, and the sunset can only take advantage of a little gap to burst out a strip of crimson glow, like a swimming fish in the sinking sea, occasionally rolling golden scales.
The entire ward was dyed with a thick layer of golden light, and Song Hui sat up and didn't see Fu Chen, but vaguely heard the sound of someone talking in the bathroom.
Song Hui tiptoed to the door of the bathroom, listening to Fu Chen talking on the phone, intermittently sentence after sentence.
"I see, my father's ......"
"I know what I know."
"I don't have any feelings for her anymore."
There was only one sentence that she heard very clearly.
I don't have any feelings for her anymore.
A wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she returned to the bed, staring intently outside. The hospital's VIP ward is well designed, with windows facing a small park, and now the green leaves on the side of the street have fallen off, but the trees planted here seem to be resistant to low temperatures, and they are still flourishing.
From time to time, the sound of people laughing and children chasing and playing can be heard outside the window.
When he was a child, Song Hui also longed to be like his parents, to be able to create a happy family, without much money, just to enjoy a peaceful and simple life.
The water flows for a long time, and it foams with each other.
It's just that now she is getting farther and farther away from such a day, and there may be no possibility of achieving it again.
"Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you food. ”
When Fu Chen came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Hui sitting on the bed in a daze, and hurriedly asked.
"Okay."
This time she accepted it calmly, since she didn't have feelings, she didn't have to twist it, everything was just business.
Fu Chen sat on the edge of her bed, wanting to break this embarrassing situation.
"How does it feel? Is there anything else that is uncomfortable? ”
"It's all right." Song Hui smiled faintly and replied politely.
This feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away is something Fu Chen has never experienced, no matter what happened before, Song Hui is also angry, and he will never pretend to be so polite.
This kind of politeness and politeness made Fu Chen feel that Song Hui might really be dead to him.
It was a good thing, but he couldn't laugh.
Fu Chen lowered his head, a self-deprecating smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "That's good, then you can rest, I have something to do and leave." ”
Song Hui didn't say anything, and when Fu Chen left, she didn't even raise her eyelids.
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As soon as Fu Chen came out of the hospital, he bumped into Lin Yiqing head-on.
"Achen, why haven't you come to see me for the past two days?" Lin Yiqing pulled Fu Chen's cuffs and lowered her eyes gloomily.
A trace of irritability flashed in Fu Chen's eyes, and his tone was a little displeased: "Did Lin Yu tell you that I was here?" ”
"You can't blame Lin Yu, I begged him." Lin Yiqing's fair face was frowning, as if it was covered with dark clouds.
"I still have something to do in my company, you go home first, and I'll go to see you at night."
Fu Chen broke her hand that was clenching her sleeve, glanced at her lightly, walked forward, and said without emotion.
Lin Yiqing quickly caught up with Fu Chen's pace, and said coquettishly: "Achen, I'll accompany you to the company." ”
"You're not working when you're pregnant?"
Lin Yiqing pouted unhappily: "This is our child, I'm afraid that painting paint or something will have an impact." ”
Fu Chen stopped suddenly, and Lin Yiqing was firmly on Fu Chen's back.
"Yiqing, this child was born without a name and no share, do you still want to give birth?" Fu Chen's eyebrows were covered with a layer of fog, and his pupils stared straight at Lin Yiqing.
Lin Yiqing was stunned by this question, she didn't seem to have thought about it yet.
"Achen, aren't you going to marry me?"