Facing her request, Fu Jingyu was speechless for a while, "It's all like this and still reading on the phone?"
This girl is too obsessed with mobile phones, right
"Then I can't just lie down like this! It's so boring."
Fu Jingyu couldn't stand her, so he took her mobile phone and said, "Just play for a while."
"Okay." Ye Fanxing happily took away the phone, opened Weibo, swiped a comment for a while, and diverted his attention, it seemed to be much better.
Fu Jingyu looked at her from the side, feeling that in her eyes, he was not as good as a mobile phone.
Ye Fanxing watched for a while, frowned, and put down the phone.
Fu Jingyu asked, "What's wrong? What are you so unhappy about seeing?"
"I haven't updated Weibo for several days." Ye Fanxing said, "They all think I'm missing, can I update it?"
"Now?" Fu Jingyu was so convinced that she was so ill, still remember her work
Ye Fanxing said, "Well."
"No." Fu Jingyu rejected her directly: "Have a good rest."
When she looked like this, he was so distressed that he wanted to let her look at her phone
"Then I can't lie like this every day? I don't feel particularly uncomfortable right now."
"… "
In the end, at Ye Fanxing's request, Fu Jingyu helped her write it, and Ye Fanxing dictated it beside her.
Her Weibo is usually updated with short stories about her and Fu Jingyu. Moreover, she writes very lovingly and the words are full of affection.
While helping her type, Fu Jingyu heard her recite word by word in a nice voice. As soon as he looked up, he saw Ye Fanxing looking at him affectionately.
"… "
Usually Ye Fanxing is in front of Fu Jingyu, even if he says he loves him, but it's like a joke, not serious at all.
Maybe only in her little stories, her affection for him has never been hidden.
At this moment, her eyes were terribly gentle, and with her words, even Fu Jingyu almost fell into it.
Seeing him stop, Ye Fanxing asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Fu Jingyu lowered his head, typed all her words on the computer, and then updated her Weibo for her.
Just sent it out and received a lot of comments:
- I envy An An, Mr. Y is really handsome.
-I want to have a husband like this too!
— Reminds me of my boyfriend, unfortunately he is no longer with me.
Fu Jingyu looked at the comments one by one and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. They only saw his goodness, but they didn't know, that was because these were what Ye Fanxing saw in his eyes.
If he hadn't read her Weibo, he wouldn't have known that in her eyes, he was so good-
Because Ye Fanxing was hospitalized, Fu Jingyu reduced the workload. Unless it was a particularly important job, he would go to the company to handle it. He usually accompanied Ye Fanxing.
After a week of treatment, Ye Fanxing still vomited heavily, and even continued to have a fever of 38 degrees every day.
These days, I rely on infusions to maintain nutrition. Because I can't eat anything, I have lost a lot of weight.
In the morning, Fu Jingyu accompanied her to the weighing, and when he saw the number on it, he frowned.
Ye Fanxing lay back on the bed, leaning against the pillow, Fu Jingyu looked at her beside her, frowning deeply.
Ye Fanxing knew that Fu Jingyu was worried about himself, and held his hand gently, "Don't be sad, my sister said, she was like this before. I'm fine."
It was obvious that he vomited very hard every day, and he couldn't even sleep well at night, but she was still here to comfort him.
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