She couldn't help but quicken her pace. Yu Zeyao followed behind her, and seeing her getting more and more anxious, he became even more worried, thinking that she had been hit hard.
"Jingyu, stop!"
Jing Yu didn't listen to him and didn't respond.
He lost his patience. The man had long legs, so he could catch up with her easily. He caught her on the stairs. He grabbed her shoulders and said helplessly and angrily, "Why do you walk faster the more I ask you to stop?"
Jing Yu refused to turn around or speak, but just silently pried his hands apart. How could Yu Zeyao let her push him away? He held her two slender arms with both hands, and with a little force, he pulled her whole body over.
It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but once you do, your breathing tightens.
At this moment, her pretty face was covered with tears and she was crying very hard. Her sad look made him feel distressed.
Yu Zeyao had never seen her like this before. Even when Jingrong was kidnapped, he had never seen her cry like this. His heart tightened for a moment, and his breathing became heavier. Facing so many tears, for a moment, he actually felt at a loss.
Finally, he held her head with one hand and pressed her into his arms. Then, he slowly took her hand down from under her nose with his other free hand, "Let me see."
Even the voice is extremely gentle.
Jing Yu bit his lips hard, and grabbed his shirt tighter. He could smell the scent on him, which was still the faint fresh masculine scent, not the scent of other women.
Yu Zeyao didn't know what was going on in her heart at the moment. He just sighed and gently stroked her nose, "Zhuang Yan was too careless. He bumped into her and it was bruised."
His eyes fell on her tightly clenched fingers, "If you want to cry, just cry. You don't have to hold it in."
As soon as these words came out, Jing Yu suddenly buried her face in his chest and really cried. However, when she cried, she just shed tears quietly, holding back, without even sobbing.
However, this look made Yu Zeyao feel extremely distressed.
He made her cry as soon as he came back. Perhaps she had an easier time these days when he was away from home.
She couldn't stop crying. It seemed that the collision was really painful. Yu Zeyao had no choice but to pick her up and go to his room. Jingyu seemed to be stabbed by something. His body stiffened and he whispered, "Put me down."
Because I cried, my voice is very nasal.
"Do not cry?"
Jing Yu repeated, "Put me down. I'll go back to my room and sleep."
I see.
Yu Zeyao's expression darkened, his thin lips tightened. He hadn't seen her for several days, and he really missed her. Even if he didn't do anything with her, he wanted to hug her and sleep with her.
However, it was obvious that she did not have the same idea as him. She was not a person who would be so reserved as to be hypocritical. If she really wanted to, she would not reject him like this.
Yu Zeyao turned around and carried her into her room. Without saying anything or looking at her again, he turned and left.
Jing Yu cried so hard that she was scared. Her nose was about to run, so she took a tissue to blow her nose, but as soon as she touched her nose, it hurt so much that tears were about to fall.
She stood in the bathroom, looking at herself with red eyes, secretly cursing herself for being so useless. It was just a bump on the nose, there was really no need to cry so miserably. But, was it really just because of the bump on the nose? She knew in her heart that it was not the case.
Just as she was thinking, there was a noise outside. The door was pushed open, and she heard his footsteps outside. Jing Yu took out a piece of paper to wipe off the wetness on her eyelashes, and was about to go out, but he had already reached the bathroom door. There was an ice pack in his hand, "Apply it first."
Jing Yu took it and whispered, "Thank you."
There was still a strong nasal tone in her voice, and she sounded extremely aggrieved.
"Zhuang Yan asked me to apologize to you again." Yu Zeyao held some ointment in his hand.
Jing Yu pursed his lips, pressed the ice pack against his nose, and looked down at the small carpet on the floor at the door without saying anything. The two of them just stood there in a stalemate for a long time. The atmosphere in the room became somewhat depressing. Finally, Jing Yu said, "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"
What are you troubled about
I was awakened by her tears.
"How can you sleep after such an accident?" he asked her.
Jing Yu shook his head.
Yu Zeyao pointed at the bed and said, "Go ahead and lie down. I'll apply some bruise-removing medicine on you later. If it still hurts a lot tomorrow, go to the hospital and take an X-ray."
"No, it's not that serious."
"It's not that serious. Why are you crying like that?" Yu Zeyao looked at her. "When Jingrong got into trouble, he wasn't like you today."
His words seemed to have touched Jing Yu's heart. She stopped talking and did not get on the bed. She just sat on the sofa with an ice pack in her hand. She bent her knees and rested her chin on them.
Seeing Yu Zeyao coming over, she whispered, "Go to sleep, leave the medicine here, I can apply it myself."
Yu Zeyao's hand holding the medicine tightened. She kept trying to get him to leave, but he always wanted to stay with her for a while. It was obvious that their thoughts were not balanced.
He felt bored and actually a little tired - a feeling of tiredness coming from deep within his heart swept over him. He didn't stay any longer, put down the medicine, and turned to leave.
Jing Yu had been sitting there stiffly, pressing an ice pack against her nose, her hands red from the cold. She didn't turn around until the door closed, and then she looked at the tightly closed door, as if powerless, and put down the ice pack, lying on the sofa with no energy left.
Yu Zeyao finished his shower and lay down on the bed. It was already four in the morning, but he was not sleepy at all. He looked through the window into the next room. The curtains of her window were tightly closed tonight, not a single ray of light came through, and he didn't know if she was asleep at this moment.
He frowned, thinking that he would have to ask for a complete replacement of the curtains in her room tomorrow. It was not a good thing that the curtains were too dark.
After a long time, he got up and walked towards her room in his slippers and grey pajamas. Tonight, she didn't lock the door. He didn't need to bring a key and went in smoothly. The light inside was still bright, and there was no sign of her on the bed. He looked over at the sofa and saw that she was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.
Her long hair was spread out, her head was resting on the armrest of the sofa, she was sleeping uncomfortably, her brows were furrowed. She was wearing such thin clothes, without any covering, she was definitely going to catch a cold.
Yu Zeyao was very suspicious. She had been alone at home these days and might not be able to take care of herself.
He walked over and easily picked her up from the sofa. She was half asleep and half awake after being moved. Her eyelashes fluttered and she half opened her eyes. The light in the room was too bright. She felt uncomfortable and covered her eyes with her hands. She accidentally touched her nose and made a painful sound. Yu Zeyao sighed, "Be careful."
It seems that he was really seriously injured tonight.