After being quiet for two seconds, Fu Zhiyao looked down at the text message again. It was obviously a very simple text message, but he felt it was very sweet.
He pressed his forehead against Xie Yu's room door, and after a while he put away his phone, raised his voice slightly and said to Xie Yu who was inside, "Xie Yu, I'm leaving."
"I don't know when I will come back next time, but I will call you every day."
There was no movement inside, as if the people inside had fallen asleep.
Fu Zhiyao touched the door of Xie Yu's room, glanced at the light shining through the crack of the door, and said hoarsely, "Xie Yu, I'm really leaving."
There was still no movement inside.
"Xie Yu, happy birthday."
he said again.
Xie Yu sat in the room and sneered, happy birthday? His birthday is long gone!
What kind of happy birthday are you talking about now.
And just want to say happy birthday to him
Not even a birthday present
He brought back a broken cake. He just took a look at it, and the cake was almost melted.
It's not as good as if Shen Mo had a heart, and the cake he brought didn't melt.
There were slight footsteps outside, it was Fu Zhiyao who had left.
Xie Yu closed his eyes lightly, and sat down by the window with his mobile phone in hand.
Fu Zhiyao will look back when he goes out later, if he sees him in front of the window watching him go, he will be a little touched, right
…
A few minutes later, Fu Zhiyao's figure really appeared in the yard.
Holding a black umbrella and holding a white medicine box in his hand, he stood in the yard and looked up.
Xie Yu saw that he saw him, so he dodged to the side expressionlessly, and then pulled the curtains.
When he drew the curtains, Fu Zhiyao stood in the yard and waved to him.
Xie Yu glanced at it, then directly closed the curtains, climbed back to the bed and turned off the light.
…
Fu Zhiyao, who was standing in the yard, was relieved a lot, and his heart, which was originally in severe pain, was relieved a lot.
He looked at Xie Yu's room where the lights were already dark, and smiled bitterly as he carefully held the medicine box.
It's good, he still cares about him, it's not that he doesn't care about him at all.
[Ding—Fu Zhiyao's favorability +1, current total favorability: 96.]
Xie Yu, who heard the system prompt, slightly hooked the corners of his lips in the darkness, feeling that it was almost done.
It's just that I haven't slept a few times, so it's not worth it.
He clicked his tongue lightly, pulled the quilt, and fell asleep sweetly.
…
Fu Zhiyao drove here overnight. He didn't sleep much all night. He was in a bad mood and not in good spirits. He didn't dare to drive because he was afraid of accidents. So he called his agent when he was wounded in the dormitory. phone.
Although Chen Hai, who was woken up by him, was not angry about getting up, he was very angry at being suddenly driven back to the dormitory by him. He found a trusted driver.
Fu Zhiyao got into the car with the medicine box in his arms, and the rain outside was crackling.
Drops of water fell from the car window bit by bit, Fu Zhiyao looked at the hand he handled simply, his eyes darkened.
In the past, when he was injured, Xie Yu would take care of it for him.
Xie Yu is very careful, even if he is not a doctor, he is very good at treating wounds, and he will give him a beautiful bandage every time.
Fu Zhiyao looked at the crooked Band-Aid on his hand, took a photo with a "click" and sent it to Xie Yu.