Embers of Love

Chapter 15: Section 17

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Zhuo Xiuning shook his head, stared at Zeping for a long time and said, "Aren't you tired? You were taking care of me last night. "

"I'm fine." Zeping smiled.

"Are you going to go back to work?" Zhuo Xiuning asked him.

"Well, there are still a few cases in hand, but the chores assistant will do it." Zeng Zeping replied.

"I'll go to the hospital myself after I go back, you don't need to go with me." Zhuo Xiuning said at this time.

"No, I said I must look at you." Zeng Zeping shook his head.

Zhuo Xiuning looked at him, suddenly turned his eyes away, and said nothing.

He knows that Zeping has always been very serious in his work, and he will work hard no matter how tired he is, and now he seems to be Zeping's task.

"Don't think nonsense." Zeng Zeping couldn't help frowning. He felt this way when he looked at Xiuning's silent and calm profile, so he said.

"I don't want to." Zhuo Xiuning looked at him and suddenly smiled lightly, "Maybe I'm used to being alone. Thank you very much for your willingness to accompany me."

"If you want to thank me, just listen to my words and rest at home, okay?" Zeng Zeping only said to him.

Zhuo Xiuning was stunned for a while, and finally nodded, "...Okay."

Zeng Zeping laughed at him, and said after a while, "Sister Cen must be very happy to see you back."

Hearing this, Zhuo Xiuning couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's not bad that she didn't scold me so much."

Zeng Zeping shook his head and said, "How could she have the heart to scold you?"

Zhuo Xiuning lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Sister Cen really wanted to scold Xiuning in a bloody way, she was thinking about it when she received the phone call, but she couldn't scold Xiu Ning anymore.

"Zeping, in the future you have to be responsible for making Xiuning fat." Her first words were to Zeng Zeping.

Zhuo Xiuning looked at Cen Yun and smiled at her, "Sister Cen."

"You still know how to come back?" Cen Yun gritted her teeth, but couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged him.

"I'm back." Zhuo Xiuning said in a low voice.

Zeng Zeping stood behind Xiuning with a gentle smile on his face.

"How do you think you're willing to come back?" Cen Yun asked Xiuning while Zeping was answering the phone, "Zeping said before that you didn't mean to come back when I saw you."

There was no expression on Zhuo Xiuning's face, but he always said with a smile towards Cen Yun, "You know Zeping's temper, what should he do if he keeps working there?"

After hearing this, Cen Yun couldn't help staring deeply into Zhuo Xiuning's eyes, and after a while, she said, "Xuning, you are perfunctory me."

Zhuo Xiuning looked up at her, "I didn't perfunctory you, Sister Cen."

"real?"

"Um."

"Can you accept it?"

Zhuo Xiu was quiet for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "Is it possible or not, although he can't forget Xiaomin, but now it seems that no matter what, it will not be worse than then."

Cen Yun was stunned for a while, then she couldn't help frowning her beautiful brows and said, "I mean you, where have you put yourself?"

Zhuo Xiuning smiled lightly, "As long as I'm fine, I'll be fine too. Sister Cen, you should have known this all along, right?"

Cen Yun was blocked by his smile and couldn't speak, and finally said after thinking for a long time, "In fact, you are used to thinking about Zeping first, do you remember that time when Xiaomin deliberately lied? You were here for that lie. Waiting for Zeping at the entrance of the movie theater in the weather of minus a few degrees, why do you always ignore yourself every time you encounter Zeping?"

"Maybe..." Zhuo Xiuning still smiled, "This is what I would think of subconsciously, and I have no way to control it myself."

"You..." Cen Yun smiled bitterly. She had never seen any kind of love so deep and heavy in her heart. It seemed that she would not leave any space for herself, but it was a matter of course.

"So you came back?" Cen Yun asked again, "Didn't Zeping say anything else?"

"What should he say?" Zhuo Xiuning asked.

Cen Yun shook her head, "I don't know either, Zeping said on the phone that he would bring you back no matter what, I've been thinking about what he would do, and he also said that it might hurt you..."

"he

do nothing. " Zhuo Xiuning replied.

"yes?"

Zhuo Xiuning was silent, he couldn't help thinking of the kiss. At that time, did Zeping want to say something to him, but he didn't say anything later because he was ahead of him, and he suddenly said that he wanted him to kiss him Maybe just out of a whim? Or maybe it wasn't what I imagined at the time.

He couldn't help but be a little confused. It was difficult for him to face the current Zeping. If he wanted to try to love, he didn't dare to accept it, but he didn't want to accept it, because Zeping became like this because of him.

Chapter nine

Cen Yun was actually a little unwilling to give up, she always felt that Xiuning refused to say something, and finally found another opportunity to ask Zeping, it was already a few days later.

"Where's Xiuning?"

"He's resting upstairs, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with me in such a hurry?" Zeng Zeping asked puzzled.

"I also stopped by, I didn't have a chance to ask you that day." Cen Yun replied with a twinkle in her eyes.

Zeng Zeping looked at the look in her eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it Xiuning's business?"

Cen Yun nodded, then hesitated and asked, "Did he really come back voluntarily?"

Zeng Zeping nodded, then said with a wry smile, "I originally wanted to use Huamin's affairs to force him to come back. He didn't agree for himself, but at least because of me. Who knew he would bring it up first..."

"Of course he won't see that you don't even care about work for him." Cen Yun couldn't help saying.

Zeng Zeping nodded and said helplessly, "Sister Cen, I feel that I neglected Xiuning too much at that time. If I didn't let him leave three years ago, I'm afraid he wouldn't have given up so completely."

Cen Yun frowned and asked, "What do you mean? I think Xiuning seems to be fine..."

Zeng Zeping shook his head, "The time I met him was in the hotel."

Cen Yun frowned, "You said he opened a room with someone else?"

Zeng Zeping nodded with a wry smile.

"Yes... with a man?" Cen Yun couldn't help asking.

Zeng Zeping still nodded.

"My God..." Cen Yun put her hand on her forehead, her expression full of regret, "If only I had told you earlier."

Zeng Zeping shook his head, "It's not your fault, Sister Cen, at that time I watched Xiuning leave his home with his luggage, but he didn't chase after him and leave him behind. You can imagine his mood at that time, but I only cared about it. I was surprised and ignored him at all, so it dragged on for three years."

"So what you're doing to Xiuning now... is just compensation?" Cen Yun suddenly asked.

Zeng Ze lowered his eyes, and after a long time he whispered, "I... I really want to try to love him... "

"So you're still forcing yourself?"

Zeng Zeping smiled bitterly, "I don't know myself, what would you do if it were you?"

"Me?" Cen Yun was stunned, and after thinking for a while, she only smiled bitterly, "If there is such a person who really loves me with such great strength, I will also find a way to repay him."

"I really want to make it up, but if it's not equal love, I'm afraid..." Zeng Zeping sighed.

"Are you afraid of hurting him more deeply?"

Zeng Zeping nodded speechlessly.

This is really a problem. A person's feelings can't be easily let go or transferred to another person, but Zeng Zeping really wanted to try to transfer them. Hua Min couldn't forget it, so how should he treat Xiuning

Xiuning had already given up, so he didn't care about having sex with others, so he didn't want to see him again, so he wanted to reject his attempts. He knew all this, but in the end, he would rather come back because of his feelings for him, and would rather look at him thinking about others. But he still faced with a smile, this kind of Xiuning made him even more difficult to let go, maybe slowly, he would fall in love with Xiuning, Zeng Zeping thought.