The young man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be another person's body fragrance around him. He stretched out his slender fingers, but touched the soft and cool bed surface.
He was expressionless and quiet for a few seconds, got up, stared at the empty bedside with his beautiful black pupils, his eyebrows were covered by messy broken hair—like an angel in a mural, with picturesque and beautiful eyebrows, silently alone Sitting outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, soaked in the sunshine.
When he is not moving, he is like a static sculpture. After a long while of silence, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, expressionless, and went to wash alone.
Master Luo brought the breakfast himself, and saw the young man sitting by the window, the sun shining on the white clothes and trousers, lining his fair and transparent skin, his whole body was crystal clear, only the tips of his hair were slightly golden.
He called out, "Achen?"
no response.
Luo Chen's world is extremely simple, and he is not very good at expressing emotions, so in the eyes of outsiders, this is a quiet and well-behaved scene, but no one knows how the young man's heart is going through the process of collapse.
That person is gone.
Ignore him and leave.
He didn't know why, but he felt abandoned. Under the delicate, beautiful and calm appearance, he was a little at a loss, almost breaking his heart.
The young man sat quietly with his eyelashes hanging on his black pupils. Master Luo called him a few times, but failed to get a response.
He seemed to be in a daze.
But Master Luo still felt something was wrong.
He hurriedly called the doctor, but no matter what he whispered to comfort him, the boy remained unresponsive, motionless, as quiet as a sculpture.
Master Luo's face was gloomy. He turned around and went out to call Yu Chu. When he walked to the door of the room, he happened to meet Fu Yan who was coming up from the escalator.
Seeing Master Luo's uneasy expression, Fu Yan was stunned, and quickly bent down obediently to say hello.
Master Luo glanced at her, recalling what he said yesterday, so he casually ordered: "Go and see Ah Chen."
Fu Yan hurriedly agreed happily, and when she walked to the door of the room, she heard Master Luo's voice on the phone, her tone was clearly anxious and displeased: "... on the way? Are you coming soon? Right... why don't you take care of Ah Chen, he Has it become like this today?"
Fu Yan walked into the room thoughtfully.
Her eyes came into contact with the teenager by the floor-to-ceiling window, and her breathing stopped for a moment.
Every time I see it, it is a surprise. With his wrists on his knees, the young man quietly looked out of the window from the side, his eyelashes moving slightly, indescribably delicate and beautiful.
The doctor nodded to her beside him.
Fu Yan smiled back and suddenly calmed down.
A servant's daughter, how can she be compared with her. She also likes Luo Chen too much, she was so dizzy yesterday that she actually felt a sense of crisis because of this.
She has lived in the Luo family for several years, and she is very familiar with the relationship between the upper and lower levels. Even Master Luo has a little familiarity. Besides, from what Master Luo just said, did that woman screw it up
Although he didn't know what happened after yesterday, it was obvious that Luo Chen was still like this and was not affected by that woman at all.
If he was really an exception to that woman, and now that woman is not around, shouldn't he be very angry and look for someone everywhere, right? Instead of sitting quietly like this, exactly the same as before.
She knelt down in front of the young man, and whispered softly, "Ah Chen? I'm here to see you."
She reached out tentatively.