He Zhishu opened his eyes wide, and was shocked that he didn't even struggle to open it for the first time. He Zhishu reacted when he felt that the tip of the other party's tongue was tentatively reaching the mouth cavity and bit the man severely.Ai Ziyu let go of He Zhishu, the smell of blood in his mouth seemed to make him sober. He wanted to apologize to He Zhishu, and still give him a soothing hug like a friend, but he looked up and saw He Zhishu's increasingly pale face and the same disgust and distrust towards him as he was betrayed.
"Zhishu..." Ai Ziyu cautiously called to congratulate Zhishu's name, trying to reach out and touch the back of his hand. The next second he was slammed away, followed by a loud slap in the face.
He Zhishu pushed Ai Ziyu out of bed without saying a word. There was nothing in his eyes, only the door.
Ai Ziyu grabbed his wrist hurriedly: "It's my fault, you are not in good health, lie down for a while and then go back, okay?"
He Zhishu gritted his teeth and tried to pull his wrist out of the doctor's hand, Ai Zi Yu was afraid of hurting him and he could only let go. He was indeed impulsive today, as if possessed by a demon, his body was not controlled by his brain.
"Zhishu, Zhishu," Ai Ziyu couldn't stop him, so she could only follow him out of the lounge and walk through the hospital corridor: "I really like you, do you really dislike me so?"
He Zhishu suddenly stopped. He looked back at Ai Tzuyu and looked away for a long time. He Zhishu's voice was still gentle and soft: "I just don't want to see you continue to be so wrong. It's not that you are bad. It’s because I know I can’t mislead people’s future.”
It’s strange that Ai Ziyu didn’t care about He Zhishu’s rejection and alienation. He realized that He Zhishu was too eager to come out and even forgot to take his coat. People who are ill have poor immunity and are afraid of the cold. He Zhishu's illness is particularly fierce, and he is afraid that it will burn out when it gets cold.
Ai Ziyu was flustered and even hurriedly took off his white lab coat, and put his clothes back on He Zhishu. The voice was almost begging: "Stop talking, I won't push you. It's too cold, I will send you home early, you want to refuse me to get in the car and say, okay?"
He Zhishu's heart suddenly hurt, and at this moment he suddenly felt a bit wronged for Ai Ziyu. The young and gold doctor was self-disciplined and restrained when he first met, but now he will easily red eyes for him, begging for his opinion with such humble questioning, asking him if he can do it, is it okay, is it disgusting? he. how could be? Such a good person. He Zhishu has always treated the doctor as a close friend.
Seeing that He Zhishu didn't mean to struggle, the doctor tentatively took He Zhishu's cold hand very carefully. Ai Tzuyu's hands were dry and warm. He couldn't help but want to give the person a little warmth. He took the cold hand, and finally changed from a tight grip to interlocking fingers.
He Zhishu tore off the white coat when he got on the car. But he didn't throw it aside, he just hesitated and folded the clothes neatly.
Ai Tzuyu has a rare experience of what it feels like to have a heart held in his hands. The heart was still broken for a second. At this moment, she can still taste the sweetness in the pain.
He raised the temperature of the air conditioner and slowed down the car.
"I'm sorry." In the end, Ai Ziyu broke the silence first: "But I think it's okay to like someone. My fault is that I shouldn't get close to you without your consent."
He Zhishu turned the silver ring of his right ring finger and rubbed it. Over and over again:
"I was wrong. The gentleness and warmth you gave were accepted, and the warmth was greedy, but there is no way to return the help you gave. No matter what you think about by my side, it is true that you are good to me. "
I don't always have this kind of thought for you." Ai Ziyu felt that his heart was insulted.
He Zhishu could understand, he laughed: "Not only." The
car was still parked at the door, and He Zhishu got out of the car and knocked on the window of the driver's seat. When the car window came down, He Zhishu smiled weakly: "Look, if it weren't for my appearance, it would be too unappetizing, it would be nothing more than a shell that would make you comfortable."
Ai Tzuyu's face turned pale for an instant, and even her mouth was no longer any color: "I never knew that you can be cruel to this point." This little knife hit her heart with a single stab, but she didn't even kill anyone. Blood.
He Zhishu was in the wind in a single coat, and his eyebrows could reveal the beauty of the whole winter. He waved and turned around and quickly disappeared from Ai Ziyu's sight.
It is not necessarily whoever falls in love first and loses, such as Jiang Wenxu.
But if you fall in love with someone who is destined not to love you, you will definitely lose, such as Ai Ziyu.
He Zhishu opened the door and entered the house, his hands were a little stiff from the cold. While breathing while changing shoes, I saw the pair of Italian carved 16-hole leather shoes that Jiang Wenxu wore in the morning and realized that there was someone in the family.
Jiang Wenxu was very busy. He left early and returned late. During the day, he ignored He Zhishu. Neither of them delayed, the man was busy with his career, and He Zhishu went to the hospital by himself, which happened to happen. He Zhishu glanced at his watch, and it was only after five o'clock in the afternoon. He really didn't expect Jiang Wenxu to come back so early.
Jiang Wenxu heard the sound of opening the door. He Zhishu walked a few steps into the house and the study door opened. The man still held a financial statement in English in his hand, and a pair of low-grade gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Jiang Wenxu's voice was gentle: "Tell me what you did."
He Zhishu shuddered inexplicably.
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