In the noisy infusion area, there was a strange silence around the two people.

It wasn't until Fang Musen put down the arm that was supporting his forehead that he heard Geng Zhi's voice.

"I can't explain it, Komori. Although I realized my mistake later and corrected my idea, it was indeed my fault at the time."

The upright voice was slightly hoarse.

Calm tone, with sincere apology.

"I apologize for hurting you."

His apology was quite candid.

Geng Zhi has a bad temper, but she never cares about face and is not arrogant or stubborn. She has always been like this.

He admitted his mistakes very simply and sincerely.

The arm that blocked his sight had been retracted, but Fang Musen still did not focus on the man in front of him.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the back of his slightly bluish pale hand, and spoke in a calm tone.

"You've already apologized."

"But I didn't apologize well enough."

Geng Zhi said.

"It's not that you're boring, it's not good. It's that I did something wrong. You shouldn't have to bear these untrue comments for nothing."

It was indeed his fault, and people still remember it after so many years. Geng Zhi broke out in cold sweat all over his back in the suddenly warm weather, but now his breathing gradually slowed down.

Because Geng Zhi realized that Fang Musen was angry for him.

Assistant Fang, who was calm and rational enough to refuse to delay the progress of his work despite having a fever for many days, actually got angry for him. He still remembered his words from many years ago, word for word.

He can still influence him.

It's impossible to let go.

Fang Musen didn't know what Geng Zhi was thinking. There were too many people in the infusion area, the air was not circulating, and it was hot and stuffy. He had been sweating from standing for a long time, and now he felt sticky and cool, and there were people walking around him.

The wind brought by it will make you feel cold.

"No matter what the situation is, there is no need to talk to me."

Fang Musen frowned and endured the discomfort. He took a breath and managed to finish the sentence.

"It's not necessary. We will have the same result in the future."

After being together for a long time, Geng Zhi will still find him boring.

They are not from the same world.

Geng Zhi was silent for a moment, and just when Fang Musen thought the other party had been convinced, he heard him ask softly.

"Have you thought about our future?"

Fang Musen suddenly felt a fire in his heart.

He almost jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on. He was so angry that there was blood in his throat.

"Yes, I have thought about it a long time ago."

"I even thought about how to deal with a foreign country. I can't afford the tuition fees abroad. I can choose an exchange program after going to college. In this way, I can go abroad to find you, and we can have a smooth relationship after graduation. I worked hard to earn a living.

Money, save money and want to see you!"

His voice came out word by word from the roots of his teeth. Every word was cut open at the tip of his heart and the tender flesh was peeled off and squeezed out, leaving dripping blood stains on it.

Fang Musen stared at Geng Zhi, his eyes waterless and extremely dry.

It's almost dry and bursting with blood.

"So what if you have thought about it?"

Geng Zhi looked down at the back of his hand, stretched out her hand and stopped it in mid-air, saying hoarsely: "Don't move."

"Don't move, Xiaomori, your syringe is bleeding."

His voice was hoarse than Fang Musen's, with an imperceptible tremor at the end. Geng Zhi hurriedly called a nurse to help adjust the infusion needle. Fang Musen didn't feel any pain until the cotton ball and tape were torn off, and he discovered a large area near the needle hole.

The skin is turning blue.

Maybe it was because I moved too much when I opened the other person's hand, and the needle tube was bent.

Fang Musen thought indifferently.

Geng Zhi's eyes had been bloodshot since he spoke before, and they never faded away. When the nurse re-inserted the needle, the man watched silently, and Fang Musen caught a glimpse of his eye sockets also seeming to be slightly red.

Probably because I was confused from the fever and my eyes were too sore, I saw something wrong.

He is obviously almost thirty years old, how can he still be so impulsive and childish?

Fang Musen was very tired. After saying so much, his already swollen and sore throat felt as if it had been scraped with sandpaper. He closed his eyes and rested against the wall. His thoughts were a little groggy. His back was probably scratched by the unclean wall.

It was dirty, but Fang Musen didn't want to move anymore.

He heard Geng Zhi's voice in the noisy background.

very light.

"sorry."

"I don't want to disturb you, but you need to take care of me now. Can you let me repay a little of the fault I owe you?"

Fang Musen wanted to say no, you don't owe me anything.

But his throat was sore and swollen, and his strength was exhausted, so he was too lazy to speak. There were still noisy sounds around him, it was chaos, and it was extremely annoying. I don't know when, Fang Musen fell asleep again.

The illness went away like silkworms. Fang Musen had a fever and was put on a sling bottle for three whole days.

During this period, his thoughts had been a little hazy, and it was not until later that he gradually recovered.

Geng Zhi has been with him for three days, almost every step of the way at work, in the hospital, and during breaks. Fang Musen's decisive rejection did not seem to shake Geng Zhi's mind, and it did not even show much impact. On the contrary,

It seemed like something made him more determined.

Fang Musen didn't care. He wasn't feeling well and had no energy to argue with Geng Zhi anymore. He just thought that this cooperation would be over soon and they would no longer have to contact each other soon.

Two days after the infusion, part of the finishing work that had been delayed due to Fang Musen's illness was completed, and the entire project was finally completed.

The end day happened to be Friday. The two work teams, who had been busy together for a long time, decided on the location to celebrate the victory early, and happily took a taxi to Haihaikan as soon as they got off work.

Fang Musen didn't really want to have dinner with Geng Zhi again, but this was a work matter after all. Whether it was to reward his team or respect his collaborators, it would be inappropriate for him not to be present. So in the end, Fang Musen went with him.

The two teams totaled more than thirty people. The nearest restaurant in Haikan did not have such a large private room, so they sat in the lobby at six tables.

After these days of cooperation, the two teams are relatively familiar with each other, and there is also boss Geng who always treats everyone to takeout. Everyone sits together and chats happily and harmoniously.

Fang Musen inevitably sat at the same table as Geng Zhi. After all, they were the leaders on both sides. Moreover, Fang Musen didn't pay much attention when he sat at separate tables. Finally, he realized that the other side of the table was full, and only the side where Geng Zhi was sitting was full.

There is still room on the chair.

There were five people at the table, and the subordinates tacitly agreed to leave the two-person seat with more space for the two of them.

Fang Musen glanced at it and then looked away, sitting down calmly.

In full view of the public, Fang Musen didn't show anything. He usually didn't talk much, and his colleagues were used to it. This table was basically filled with colleagues and Geng Zhi chatting.

They had a good chat.

This is Geng Zhi's specialty. He has always been the center of attention.

Geng Zhi also picked up something for Fang Musen, using serving chopsticks. When the crispy fresh tripe fell on the plate, Fang Musen looked at the slender fingertips holding the chopsticks and said nothing.

But he didn't touch the food. Later, the food piled up and occupied the plate, so Geng Zhi stopped giving it to him.

Halfway through the meal, Fang Musen stared at the bubbling soup pot and wondered when the meal would end, but the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed.

There was an exclamation all around, but the light did not disappear completely. The headlights were just turned off, and then the projection screen on the wall of this partition lit up, and several bright large characters appeared on the huge screen.

【Fang, I love you】

Fang Musen's forehead jumped.

He clearly heard the surprised comments of his colleagues and saw their curious eyes looking around. Someone was already looking towards Fang Musen's position.

When the blood was really rolling up, Fang Musen was very calm. In the chaotic and dim environment, he stood up indifferently, pretending to leave the table.

Just as he stood up, his wrist was suddenly held by someone.

Fang Musen didn't even look back.

"Let go."

The hand that wrapped around his wrist didn't use much force, it wasn't heavy, but it couldn't be easily broken away. Fang Musen tried hard to shake off the grip, but suddenly heard a strange and excited voice coming from behind.

"Xiaofang! I like you! Be my girlfriend"

The lights came back on, and a young boy at the next table not far away was holding a large bouquet of roses. His face was red and his hands were shaking, but he was still staring at the girl in front of him without blinking.

The waiters appeared at the right time, holding teddy bears with hearts in their arms. Several young boys at the table also followed suit, tapping the dishes with their chopsticks, circling their fingers and whistling.

"Promise him! Promise him!"
To be continued...