Jiang Chongzhou was stunned for a moment, and then saw Song Jingyu, who was disheveled, and suddenly understood.

He didn't speak, handed her the medicine and quickly left.

The sudden heavy sound of the door closing next door made her slightly stunned, and Song Jingyu stood at the door and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

In the end, Zhou Fusheng closed the door of the house for her, glanced at her obliquely when he passed by, and took the medicine box in her hand and threw it into the trash.

He was somehow a little irritable.

Song Jingyu then teased him with a smile, "Jealous? ”

He was silent.

Entering the bathroom without saying a word, the mist of hot water poured onto the translucent glass.

Song Jingyu turned on the TV, and a youth idol drama was being broadcast on the TV, and the sound of running water complemented the background sound of the TV.

……

On a beautiful evening the next day, Song Jingyu received a call from Zhou Yu again, which ruined her good mood to come out and relax.

She held the phone and hung up decisively.

"Whose phone number?"

Zhou Fusheng just came out of the bathroom bath and happened to hear that he came over and hugged her from behind, and his wet hair was still dripping.

She turned off the phone screen and looked out the window, curled up on her knees, and said softly: "Zhou Yu." ”

Zhou Fusheng was a little puzzled, "It's him again?" You haven't broken off with him? ”

"Is it broken?" Song Jingyu sneered and turned her eyes to look at him, "He didn't know what means he used, he suddenly became the vice president of Fang Jun, and now he is Party A of our company, how do you say it?" ”

At the mention of Fang Jun, a trace of astonishment crossed Zhou Fusheng's eyes, "You cooperate with Fang Jun?" ”

Song Jingyu smiled at him and stroked his slightly wet hair, "Forget it, don't talk about it, you can help me bring the cigarette case." ”

She paused abruptly and pointed to the cardboard box on the bedside table.

Zhou Fusheng took out a cigarette and lit it for her, slowly handed it to her, and gave advice when she received it: "Smoke less." ”

She smiled, and two inconspicuous pear vortices appeared on her plain face, "Is worrying about your doctor's common problem?" Rest assured, I love my life more than anyone else. ”

Zhou Fusheng's slightly cool fingers touched her shoulder, "This is true, if you were an undercover agent in the chaotic era, I am afraid that everyone would have to lose their lives." ”

"Am I that confused? Zhou Fusheng, your personal grievances are really heavy enough. Song Jingyu slapped his hand and said with a smile.

The casual play touched the red mark on the shoulder that remained last night, and it hurt faintly.

Her face wrinkled slightly.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

Song Jingyu was stunned by his question.

"I said your shoulder, does it hurt?" Zhou Fusheng grabbed her shoulder, and her inexplicable concern made her awkward for a while.

"Ah, it's fine." Song Jingyu didn't even wave her hand disapprovingly, "Actually, I'm not so squeamish, you know, I'm rough and thick-skinned." ”

Zhou Fusheng laughed out loud, "What's thick? Thick-skinned? ”

"You have to understand it that way, do you?" Song Jingyu made a gesture to pinch him, but she was pinched by her wrist and looked at him suddenly.

Such a pair of bright and clear eyes, the bottom of the eyes is not mixed with any emotion, and there is no such thing as a deep secret, as if you can see the bottom at a glance.

And then the phone rang again.

Song Jingyu was swept away, and when she saw that it was Xiao Xu, she answered the phone, put one hand on Zhou Fusheng's shoulder, he leaned over slightly, and kissed her eyebrows with bright eyes.

Such a beautiful scene came out like a dream.

But in the next second, the news on the other end of the phone shattered the picture in front of him like thunder.

Song Jingyu was so angry that her teeth trembled, "Wait, wait for me to come back!" ”