Fifty-One I Can't Help Myself (Part 2)

She waited for a while, and after careful consideration, she replied to Tang Wei's message, "I just heard from my colleagues that your scarf is very expensive, so I think I should return it to you."

This sentence is very appropriate no matter how you look at it! The reason is fair and just, and her little thoughts are well hidden, so that he won't see through it at a glance and think she is annoying.

However, unexpectedly, he replied after a while.

"It's okay, you keep it. Wear it when it's cold, don't freeze."

Shang Shiyu: "..."

Looking at the message sent by Tang Wei, Shang Shiyu almost vomited blood. She lay on the table, complaining. Did he not see it, or did he see it and didn't want to see her again?

On the other side.

Tang Wei looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Tang Song walked out and saw him like this, and couldn't help but be moved.

Tang Wei is a very considerate person, and he always maintains his elegance. Even if he was seriously ill and couldn't open his eyes while lying in bed, he would always say that he was fine, and he couldn't bear to bring any negative energy to others.

In the past three years, he had undergone countless painful chemotherapy and had a bone marrow transplant with Tang Yi, but the failure of various treatments had turned his original hope into disappointment and finally into despair. Since then, he has almost never had a smile from the heart like this moment.

This kind of smile, probably only the girl named 'Shang Shiyu' can bring him.

"Brother, everything is packed. I'll take you there." Tang Song's heart fluctuated several times, and he spoke after suppressing his emotions.

Tang Wei came back to his senses, his eyes were withdrawn from the phone, and there was still a smile in his eyes. He put away the phone and nodded, "Give me the luggage."

"No, I can carry it." Tang Song blocked his hand.

Tang Wei smiled helplessly, "Do I look like a useless person who can't lift a hand?"

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "From the kiss marks on your body, I can tell that you are definitely not a useless person."

Tang Wei: "..."

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On this day,

Shang Shiyu worked hard at work.

He went home after having dinner in the cafeteria.

The single apartment was very small. She took a shower and lay on the bed alone. His scarf was neatly folded by her and placed at the head of the bed.

She looked at it infatuatedly, and finally, she reached out and hugged it in her arms. She closed her eyes and smelled his scent on it, imagining the scene of him lying next to her.

Missing, you can never be unbridled.

Once you are unbridled, it will grow wildly and gnaw at her heart uncontrollably.

She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Because she missed someone, her chest was stuffy and painful.

I don't know how many times she rolled on the bed, she couldn't bear to lift the quilt and sit up from the bed. She didn't even have time to change out of her pajamas, she just put on a coat, grabbed the key and ran out.

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Shang Shiyu took a taxi, and when she arrived at the villa area, she was a little confused.

Just now, she ran out of the house with an impulse to see him immediately. When she got here, she looked at the cold villa without any lights, and then she remembered that he didn't live here tonight.

She held the iron gate and blew the cold wind, thinking that she was stupid.

But she didn't regret it at all.

At least, now he can still make her so crazy.

She took out her mobile phone from her coat pocket, thought about it, and dialed the number. Even if she couldn't see him, it would be good to hear his voice.

Shang Shiyu thought, at this moment, she didn't care whether he would find her annoying. Because, she really missed him...

"Hello."

The phone was dialed, and it didn't ring for a few times before it was connected.

Hearing that warm voice, she, who was originally standing in the wind and shivering, felt warm for some reason at this moment.

She looked at the dark villa and smiled.

"Shang Shang? Why don't you talk?" After a while, Tang Wei called out twice in worry.

"I'm here." Shang Shiyu responded immediately. On the other side, he was obviously relieved.

"I... didn't disturb your sleep?"

"No." Tang Wei's voice was gentle, "I haven't slept yet."

In fact, at this time of the day, he had been ordered to rest by Tang Song and Professor Wang. But tonight, he really didn't sleep.

When you miss someone very much, you always toss and turn.

"That's good." Shang Shiyu sniffed her cold nose, "Are you in the old house now?"

"You haven't gone home yet?" Tang Wei heard that her tone was wrong, and there was a whirring sound in her ears.

"Ah... Yeah. Not yet." She felt a little guilty.

"Walking outside?"

"Yeah." She didn't dare to say that she was standing at his door now. That would make her look very, very stupid. Knowing that he was not here, she still ran here, and she was afraid that he would think she was too entangled.

"Where?"

"...On a street."

"Why don't you take a taxi? It's cold outside now."

Take a taxi? !

Shang Shiyu suddenly remembered something, was stunned, and slapped his head, "Oh no, I forgot there are no taxis here!"

It's hard to get a taxi here during the day, let alone at night.

Shang Shiyu muttered depressedly, and Tang Wei heard it clearly. Frowning, he asked: "Where are you now?"

As he spoke, he had already lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.

Shang Shiyu was standing outside, and was about to make up an address when she saw the light leaking from the room. She was slightly startled.

"You... didn't you go to the old house today?"

"Yeah." Tang Wei responded, "How did you know?"

Shang Shiyu didn't reply to him, but just stood outside and smiled knowingly at the dim yellow light.

Tang Wei suddenly understood something, "Where are you?"

She still didn't say anything.

Tang Wei quickly opened the curtains. There were only dim street lights outside, and it was not very clear. However, a figure could still be vaguely seen standing in the wind.

He could recognize her at a glance.

The color of his eyes was slightly deep.

He didn't even bother to put on a piece of clothes, he opened the door and rushed out in two steps.

Until the door of the villa was opened and the familiar figure came out, Shang Shiyu hung up the phone.

She looked at the figure step by step approaching her in a daze, and her eyes were hot.

The iron gate was slowly opened, and her cold body was tenderly embraced by a pair of warm long arms. She closed her eyes, enjoying falling into his arms, leaning on his shoulders.

Everything was like a dream.

He didn't leave.

He was still here.

And she was back in his arms, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat so clearly.

"Why are you here so late?" Tang Wei asked. He lifted her face from his arms, and the cold temperature on her face startled him. [Send candy to ask for monthly tickets, muah]