And sit next to her.

——

It was a dream, one after another, exhausting her.

"Give me another chance, just once."

"I don't."

Zhuo Jian woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes this time.

Then……

The man was dressed well and was covered in cold clothes, but his eyes looked at her were pitiful.

"Dream?"

“…”

The dream overlapped with reality. She looked at him in surprise and found her voice for a long time: "Why are you here?"

"I know you're eating here and I think I'm going to have to come over."

"oh."

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian lowered his head and agreed, remembering that dream, and buried his head even lower.

"What dream did you have? It seems to be scared?"

Fu Yanye asked softly.

Zhuo Jian felt that he was very close, so he looked away without looking at him. After thinking for a long time, he didn't expect that he would change the subject and asked him weakly: "I want to drink water, can I?"

"Hold on."

Fu Yanye watched her get up for a few seconds and naturally went to serve her.

He still sat next to her again, just brought her a cup of warm water.

Zhuo Jian took a sip of water, saw that he was still there, and seemed to be planning to sit here for a long time, so he tried to ask again: "You have nothing else?"

"Um."

Fu Yanye stared at her and agreed.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and seemed to want to laugh when he saw him?

Why does he want to laugh?

Fu Yanye leaned forward a little, his voice soft and soft, "Do you want to drive me away?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian drank water to cover up his embarrassment.

"I was going to the private room where you had dinner to find you, Zhuang Zhimin didn't make things difficult for you anymore, right?"

Fu Yanye didn't mind her avoiding him and asked again.

"Sister Ling is here."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Um?"

Fu Yanye was puzzled, is this related to Yin Ling?

"As soon as he speaks, Sister Ling will definitely make him look disgraceful."

“…”

Zhuo Jian took another sip of water and was so bored that he went to see him again. He found that he was quite sober at noon today. As he said, he should have come to her after socializing, but he didn't drink.

When Fu Yanye saw her looking at her, he looked at her and asked her: "Is there something on my face?"

"No, you didn't drink at noon today."

"Um."

He smiled again.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, so he kept smirking?

She felt very weak and drowsy after drinking half a glass of water, so she could only look at him again, "Do you mind I'll sleep for a while?"

"Don't mind."

Fu Yanye took the water cup she sent back and looked at her and said.

"Then, it's easy to leave and not send it."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he turned around and lay down again, closing his eyes.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a moment, but still smiled slightly, leaning slowly.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Um?"

"Do you mind if I'm lying beside you for a while?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian forgot to breathe for a while, and immediately replied to him after finding his voice: "No."

"So heartless."

He said, then slowly left her.

But her ears were so red, making him proud.

Soon she heard the sound of closing the door, and then she immediately turned around and confirmed that he had left, then lay down and breathed.

She wanted to sleep, but when she thought of herself always dreaming, she sat up, found an ordinary thermometer to put it under her armpit, and then went out casually.

On the wide sofa, there was a slender body lying there, Fu Yanye.

She didn't continue walking, and then turned around silently and retreated.

"Zhuo Jian."

It was only after she turned around and took two steps, and his voice sounded behind her.

"Um?"

She turned around and looked at him.

Fu Yanye was already lazily lying on the back of the sofa and asked her with a smile: "Do you want to sit together for a while? There is a new movie recently that's not bad."

See a movie?

A lonely widow.

"No, I have a headache. I just came out to find some medicine."

"Heart? Is it a fever again?"

His expression was very nervous for a moment, and he threw down his phone and stood up and walked towards her.

Zhuo Jian watched him approaching step by step, and an idea suddenly came to his mind, leaving.

Only as soon as she turned around, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard. Zhuo Jian scattered her long hair into his arms, looking at him with a pale face.

"Climb to the top of the mountain to have a breeze?"

Fu Yanye covered her forehead with worried hands and asked naturally.

"Um."

She couldn't say anything else.

Actually, I caught a cold before going up the mountain in the morning.

Fu Yanye touched the temperature of her forehead and did not move for a long time.

She was so close to him that his whole heart became extremely soft. He couldn't help but look down at her, and then quietly changed his palm to his forehead.

Zhuo Jian thought his forehead was really hard.

"I have a little fever. I'll find a thermometer to help you take a look. If it's not high, let's take some medicine and have a sleep, huh?"

"Fu Yanye, did you deliberately stick to me?"

Zhuo Jian's husky voice.

"I'm just trying your temperature."

"I'm not sure."

Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes, which was actually very painful.

"There is no man who pursues women but does nothing. He always needs to find some way to be more arduous, hold hands and kiss..."

He was about to kiss her as he spoke.
To be continued...