Author: Jiufangyu

After getting Feng Qing away, he was cursing and only Zhong Jiuyin and Yan Cheng were left in the ward.

Qian Yu didn't bother them tactfully, leaving them room for heart-to-heart talk.

But Zhong Jiuyin had no intention of having a long talk and sat on the hospital bed with his head down and did not speak.

Yan Cheng still doesn't understand what Qian Yu said so much, and he didn't understand what Qian Yu said, so he stood in front of her and didn't speak for a long time.

She lowered her head and resisted her face was not difficult to understand. Yan Cheng didn't know how much she and Feng Qing involved in her affairs. Think about it seriously, it might be related to the fact that she saved him two years ago or Feng Qing attempted to impersonate him.

Both of them were silent, thinking about their own thoughts.

After a while, Yan Cheng said, "I'm a little tired, lie with me?"

I heard the tone of my voice a little tired, and I rushed back from abroad and got angry again by her. I should be very tired.

Zhong Jiuyin did not answer and fell on the hospital bed, but half of the space was left behind him.

Yan Cheng lay down and pulled down the blue striped quilt.

The hospital bed is not bigger than the bed at home. Two people are lying in a crowded manner. Zhong Jiuyin shrank into shrimps and couldn't avoid touching her.

The arms touched the arms and the thighs touched the thighs, reminding the two of them that they had been entangled intimacy in bed several times before.

At that time, the two were inseparable, but now, they are like couples who have become weak in relationships, and they wish they could have a galaxy separated from each other.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't relax her body, and she always felt that Yan Cheng would be asking the bottom of the matter in the next second, but she didn't know how to answer.

After waiting, Yan Cheng turned his hand on her waist, and the distance she wanted to be separated was instantly pulled back.

"Will you sleep better if you lie flat? Don't you feel dizzy?" he asked in a low voice.

The breath that came out sprayed behind Zhong Jiuyin's ears, making her shrink backwards.

"It's okay." She replied casually, her voice a little hoarse.

Then he grabbed the corner of the pillow and lay on his side.

Yan Cheng didn't say anything else, just hugged her in a normal manner, and really closed his eyes to sleep.

Recognizing his calm breathing, Zhong Jiuyin slowly relaxed.

She looked at the wall with her eyes open and tried hard to think about how to explain how she would faint because of Feng Qing's words after Yan Cheng woke up.

She said that the reason why she confidently denied his speculation about personality splitting was because she thought she had traveled through time? She said that her mood changed drastically when she saw the video of that martial arts drama because she always thought it was her previous life?

Yan Cheng once felt that her behavior was not consistent with those who had committed suicide due to depression. She also felt superior at that time, "You people who don't believe in ghosts and Buddhas must not guess that I am a stunning killer who has traveled through time."

, guiding him to distinguish himself from the "original owner".

It's ridiculous to think about it, but no one believes it when it says it.

In addition to this, there is also the original reason why Feng Qing suppressed her. What should she say? Everything she endured came from Feng Qing's suppression, because she saved him on the roadside two years ago?

What if she said, she has been living a confused life in the past six months, and the funny side is all about memory deceiving herself. In fact, she hasn't even gotten out of the shadow that Feng Qing and Guo Mingli have brought to her?

What should I say? She knew he was right but she just cared very much?

Zhong Jiuyin's gaze gradually lost focus and she looked at the wall in a daze.

She is now like a social animal who wants to make money to support her family but is also controlled by a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan. When she works overtime, she has to deal with her parents' expectations for her monthly income of 10,000 yuan. She also has to be careful to whitewash the peace. She just wants to cry and live like this. Why do she live like this when she is lying on the bed?

Disaster.

After shed a few tears and her emotions were released, she calmed down again and thought carefully about how to solve this problem.

Escape cannot be evaded. She doesn't want to be trapped in the emotional swamp for too long, which can easily bring her back to the depression during her depression.

But before she could come up with something, Yan Cheng suddenly hugged her tighter behind her and buried his head between her neck.

The short hair rubbed against her jaw and ears, itchy.

He breathed a little heavy, but he didn't say anything, just hugged her, moved his hand to hold her hand.

Holding both hands gently, without any other movement.

Zhong Jiuyin lowered her eyes and looked at their hands shaking, took a deep breath, and turned to look at him.

Yan Cheng didn't fall asleep at all. She turned over and opened his eyes. The eyes were clear and the two looked at each other.

She had cried before, but her eyes were still red. Yan Cheng said nothing and kissed her in the eyes.

People are always like this. No matter how much discomfort you feel when no one comforts you, you can persuade yourself to hold it down. But once someone comforts you, you can't help but feel a little wronged.

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes were a little wet again. She opened her mouth, but a muffled sound came out of her throat.

She couldn't say it, just felt very uncomfortable.

Feng Qing was right, she really cared about the sentence "Your misfortune began the moment you met Yan Cheng."

Although she knew it was not his fault, she was really thinking for a moment that if she hadn't saved him, would she be able to pursue her dreams safely without any setbacks and torture in the past two years.

This idea was too much, but she couldn't control herself from caring.

Seeing her like this, Yan Cheng finally spoke: "I don't know what happened to you and Feng Qing, but I won't ask for it first. Let's talk about it after being discharged from the hospital. Is it OK?"

His fingertips rubbed against the corners of her eyes, erasing a little wetness.

"Don't hold back any discomfort in your head, and don't hold your breath. Things are always going in a good direction. No matter what happens, I'm always with you."

Zhong Jiuyin nodded hard with sobs, tears flowed down her eyes and the pillow, and a small piece of blue fabric wetted, which was very conspicuous.

…

After Zhong Jiuyin fell asleep, Yan Cheng left the ward.

Qian Yu was eating the lunch box, and saw that he came out and handed over a copy and asked, "How is she? Did you say anything?"

Yan Cheng shook his head and sat down among them.

"She is a little fragile and wants to ask the doctor and have another depression test."

Qian Yu paused and asked in surprise: "Do you think she is back in the depression period? How could it be..."

Two days ago, I was wandering around the crew, practicing fighting scenes with vitality. Seeing who was beautiful, I would come over to chat for a few words. Then I went back to the pre-liberation liberation and became depressed?

"She may not have had a complete life."

Yan Cheng had a few bites of food and was really not interested. He asked Qian Yu again: "You said she had a problem with the role promotion video of that drama before? Is there any video? Send me one."

"Yes," Qian Yu quickly sent it to him, waiting for the video to load, by the way, "That's a bad online drama, it's a very fast time to carry it up, and there's no need for publicity and hype anyway. It's just two days later

It's time to broadcast."

"Don't let her see it for the time being." Yan Cheng said, clicking on the video that had just been loaded.

Sister Xu leaned over and took a look: "The style is good, the acting is OK, the performance is OK, she is really suitable for this clean and neat costume. She mentioned that line on the show, right? It can be seen that she wrote this movie.

Remember to be very strict in the play, you must have put your heart into it at the beginning.”

Yan Cheng clicked the second time to play it. The sentence "In the light rain of apricot blossoms", was indeed too familiar, and it was her bragging catchphrase.

She remembered someone else's line so clearly? She had said that there were many things in a car accident before and didn't remember even the English letters.

Something flashed through Yan Cheng's mind, so fast that he couldn't catch it.
Chapter completed!