Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

9.3 - His expression remained unchanged, but his breathing became disordered

　　Perhaps the question was too direct, even Shen Ran was stunned where he was. After a while, he reached out and hugged Zheng Yue. He could almost feel Zheng Yue's body trembling slightly.

　　He had experienced this feeling before... when he learned of Lu Zhou's death.

　　"I'm fine, don't be afraid." Shen Ran sighed softly, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Who told you that I don't love you? I love you."

　　After the two hugged for a while, Zheng Yue made sure that the person in front of him was fine, and then he let go of his hand. His eyes fell on Shen Ran's arm, and his brows were furrowed. "Did the doctor say anything?"

　　"It's a skin injury. I got stitches. They said I can't get it wet to prevent inflammation. I can remove the stitches later." Shen Ran paused, then laughed, "Aren't you at home having dinner with your parents? Why are you here? How did you know I was in the hospital?"

　　"I saw the local live broadcast on the news, and then I saw your car..." Zheng Yue thought of the promises he made to his father, and felt a little guilty. "Then I learned that the injured had all come to the Second Hospital, so I hurried over. Are you really okay?"

　　Zheng Yue was still a little worried and wanted to take Shen Ran to get checked again. Shen Ran said helplessly, "If I had other problems, would I still be so lively? I would have been lying down a long time ago..."

　　"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Yue interrupted Shen Ran hastily. Until the moment Shen Ran got into trouble, the blood in his body almost turned cold, and he still hadn't recovered until this moment. He held Shen Ran's hand tightly, as if to make sure that he was really okay.

　　"Let's go back first." Zheng Yue carefully escorted Shen Ran out of the hospital. After getting in the car, he said, "Let's go to my house, okay?"

　　"It's okay, let's go to my place." Shen Ran said with a smile, "I know my bed."

　　The car was driving on the road at a slow speed, and neither of them spoke. After a while, Shen Ran finally said, "I'm sorry."

　　"Why do you have to say sorry?" Zheng Yue pursed his lips slightly and said, "You didn't do anything wrong."

　　"No, I was wrong. I did a lot of things wrong." Shen Ran closed his eyes, then opened them again. The 999 in his mind frantically warned him not to tell all the causes and consequences. Shen Ran pulled the corners of his lips, and it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or mocking himself. "Anyway, I'm sorry."

　　He was saying sorry to Zheng Yue, and through Zheng Yue, he was also saying sorry to Lu Zhou behind him.

　　He may have never owed anyone in his life, except Lu Zhou. He always owed him something, and at least in the end, he didn't even have the chance to make up for it.

　　"Don't think too much. Have a good rest." After sending Shen Ran home, Zheng Yue also left and went back to his residence. As soon as he got home, he lay on the sofa, opened a bottle of wine, and sneered in a low voice, "What a loser."

　　Last night, she was so angry at Shen Ran that she wanted to question him immediately. Later, she made a solemn promise in front of her parents, thinking that she would never fall in love with Shen Ran again. However, the moment she saw him injured, all her promises were shattered.

　　Zheng Yue sat on the sofa, his hands supporting his forehead, his hair a little messy, and his whole body exuding a sense of decadence. He wiped his face helplessly and whispered, "Why can't I not like you? How can I...how can I hate you?"

　　There is a feeling that, even though you know the other person doesn't like you, even though you know everything is fake, even though you know the final outcome, you still rush forward without hesitation.