Four Hundred and Seven I Miss You Very Much (I)

Yes, if she worries about a man with a wife and keeps thinking about him, she is a slut!

She doesn't want to make herself look down on herself.

The hand on the door panel slowly moved down from the door panel and hung lifelessly at her side.

"Ah, why is it so hot!" Mrs. Lisa's voice sounded outside the door again, and then there was a knock on the door, "Miss Chi, Miss Chi! Your friend has a high fever."

Fever?

Her heart was tightened and almost confused.

Although she just glanced at him a few times, she knew that he was not wearing much, just a shirt and a coat. It was snowing heavily outside at this time. It would be strange if he didn't get sick from the cold.

But...

Don't care, don't care!

Chi Weiyang repeatedly warned herself. However, the action was much faster than the heart.

When she came to her senses, the person had already left the room. Opened the door outside.

"Quick, Miss Chi, your friend seems to have a high fever!" Mrs. Lisa saw her open the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chi Weiyang squatted down and saw his red face, and her breathing tightened. The slap she just gave him was really heavy. Now, there were five finger marks on his face, which were particularly clear.

"Fu Yichen!" She patted his face and called him.

"..." He didn't wake up, but his eyelashes moved.

"Yichen!" Chi Weiyang shook him again.

"Let him go in first, he can't be frozen like this." Madam Lisa reminded her.

After a little hesitation, Chi Weiyang nodded. Putting his arm on her shoulder, Madam Lisa helped him up with a hand.

I don't know if he is really confused by the fever or pretending. In short, he is not very sober now. He is confused and I am afraid he doesn't know where he is now.

The house where Chi Weiyang lives is not big, with only one room and one bed. There is no other way, she put him on the bed,

and then sent Madam Lisa out, saying thank you several times in a row.

Mrs. Lisa is a careful person. Seeing her expression, she knew that she and this man must have a story.

"This young man, is he the father of your child?"

"..." She didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit agreement.

Mrs. Lisa sighed: "It's not easy for a single mother, not to mention that you are not from our country M. If there is only a small misunderstanding between the two of you, and it is not a mistake in principle, just talk it out with him. Don't make yourself suffer."

The more bitter Chi Weiyang felt in his heart.

If it was just a small misunderstanding, it would be fine.

However, there was no misunderstanding between them. Instead, it was wrong from the beginning. Very wrong.

Mrs. Lisa didn't say anything else. After all, people know the warmth and coldness of feelings, and outsiders don't say much.

After seeing Mrs. Lisa off, there were only the two of them left in the whole house. Chi Weiyang stood in the hall for a while, staring blankly at the room with the door open. After a long time, he came back to his senses, went to the kitchen to pour a cup of boiled water, and then took out the medicine box and found antipyretic medicine. He took a deep breath and stepped into the door again.

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Inside the door, Fu Yichen still had his eyes closed. He looked like he was suffering from a fever, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Chi Weiyang took off his shoes for him, half-helped him up, and asked him to swallow the medicine. When feeding him the medicine, his lips were against her palm, and his breath was all on her skin. At that moment, she felt a great pain in her heart.

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bsp;   When she left, she really didn't think that one day they would be so close...

For her, this was a gift, but also a torture.

Putting down the water cup, she leaned over and took off his coat with difficulty. It was soaked in cold air and felt cold to the touch. When she was holding the coat and was about to hang it up, her hand was suddenly grabbed.

She was stunned.

She bowed her head.

His eyelashes trembled violently, as if he was trying very hard to open his eyes. However, it seemed that he had no strength at all, and he couldn't open his eyes for several times.

She struggled, but it was this struggle that made him feel like she was about to leave him. He used almost all his strength to pull her to his chest.

"Fu Yichen!"

She cried softly and instinctively wanted to retreat, but he held her tightly with both hands, holding her waist.

"Shh..." His lips were pressed against her ear. Because of the serious illness, his voice was completely hoarse, "Don't move... Let me hold you tightly, okay?"

His voice was so light, so low, so gentle, so doting.

And...

So painful, so struggling, so humble, so frightened...

Chi Weiyang didn't understand where his complicated emotions came from. She buried her face in his shoulder, breathing his breath, and felt her nose sour. Her whole heart seemed to be soaked in formalin, swollen so that she could hardly breathe.

"Can't you give me a way out?"

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse and changed. Tears flowed down his cheeks and fell on his neck.

He didn't know whether he felt it or not, but he subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged her tighter.

"I miss you so much... I almost went crazy thinking about you during those years..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, muttering.

Chi Weiyang was stunned.

Those years?

Did he mean the years when he suddenly disappeared?

"Since you missed me, how could you suddenly disappear in those years and never hear from me again?" She felt sad. Those years were also a nightmare for her. She asked about him like crazy and looked for him everywhere like crazy, but that person was like a dream. When she woke up from the dream, there was no trace left. Everything seemed like her own illusion. She left decisively and cruelly.

"In those years, I..." Fu Yichen's dry lips moved, as if he said something, but the voice was very soft and unclear. Chi Weiyang nestled in his neck and couldn't hear clearly. She raised her face and put her ear to his lips, wanting to hear something else, but she only heard his heavy breathing.

Such heavy breathing was not just physical pain, but also torment in the heart.

"Yichen?" Chi Weiyang called him.

"I... don't deserve you..." Fu Yichen held the back of her head with his big hand and hugged him tightly, "Weiyang, forgive me... okay?"

Chi Weiyang listened, feeling cold, empty and bitter in her heart.

Now, at this point, what is there to forgive or not forgive?

She didn't say anything else, just let him hold her like this. After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to finally fall asleep, but even when he fell asleep, the pain on his face didn't ease a bit.

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Everyone was urging Dr. Fu to make things clear. In fact, some things that couldn't be explained were his dark history and scars. It took courage to reveal them, especially in front of the person he loved deeply.