But her arm had been held, and Su Yi felt that she had to leave now. Ji Ling was still sleeping in the room. If she didn't leave, something would definitely happen.
Taking off the headband on her head, Su Yi tried her best to look calm and said, "Wait for me outside. I'll go change my clothes."
After changing her clothes and going out, Su Yi burst into tears.
Lan Fuchu was standing at the elevator entrance, looking down at her. His perfect and handsome face was now staring at her with an extremely gloomy look, and a cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
Su Yi swallowed unconsciously and squeezed out a word from his throat with difficulty, "What... what?"
Lan Fuchu was still looking at her, motionless.
Just at this moment, the elevator arrived. Lan Fuchu walked in first without any hesitation and said, "Let's go back."
Su Yi didn't want to go back, but now she didn't dare to go against his will, especially when she thought of the scene in the restaurant at night. If she didn't leave, she would probably be raped by him in the street, right
After entering the elevator, the door slowly closed. Lan Fuchu looked straight ahead, silent.
Su Yi could only try to weaken his presence as much as possible.
No conversation along the way.
When they arrived at the Sea Gate, Lan Fuchu parked the car and unbuckled his seat belt.
get off.
Su Yi pulled her seat belt and glanced at him, as if observing his expression. Lan Fuchu had a faint expression on his face. He walked around the front of the car and came to the passenger seat. Seeing that Su Yi still had no intention of getting out of the car, he opened the door himself, unbuckled her seat belt, then grabbed the back of her collar and easily lifted her out of the car and led her all the way to the elevator.
Su Yi: “…”
How do you use a mop? She's not a pet, ah...
After entering Lan's house, Su Yi staggered and was about to scream, but he threw her on the sofa and gave her a cold look, "Reflect on yourself."
Then he just left, left...
Su Yi looked at his back as he went upstairs, her expression puzzled. He was so gloomy just now, but now he just let it go? When did he become so tolerant towards her? This is unscientific!
Su Yi pulled a pillow and held it in his arms, unable to figure out what was going on.
In the end, she still couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up thinking about it and went upstairs to take a shower. A moment later, she walked out of her room in her home clothes and entered Lan Fuchu's bedroom.
There was no one in the master bedroom.
Su Yi walked in, looked around the room, and when he heard the sound of water splashing, he knew that he was going to take a shower.
It seems that the disease is almost cured.
Su Yi sighed in his heart and sat on his bed. The mattress was soft and very comfortable.
She wanted to hug her little Mickey, but found that Mickey was gone. After looking around, she saw a quilt covering Lan Fuchu's bed. She thought it was very strange, so she walked over and lifted a corner of the quilt. She was frightened.
Because there was a black mouse under the quilt.
Before she could even utter the word "ah", Su Yi stopped talking, because based on her wisdom gained over the years, she knew that this mouse was fake.
Fake mouse?!
Su Yi picked up the fake black mouse with doubt in his eyes. He looked left and right, then looked at the closed door of the bathroom. Suddenly, a question came to his mind: Why would someone collect fake mice? He has a really strong taste!
She studied the simulated mouse over and over again, but couldn't see anything special about it.
"This little idiot's personality is getting more and more weird..." Su Yi couldn't help but sighed while pinching the fake mouse.
"What are you doing?" The bathroom door behind him suddenly opened, and Lan Fuchu's cold voice came.
Su Yi's heart trembled, and he subconsciously stuffed the fake mouse back into his quilt, and explained: "I'm taking my little Mickey."
As he said this, he raised the Mickey Mouse in his other hand.
Lan Fuchu walked over quickly, got in front of her, and snatched the Mickey from her hand with great force. Without waiting for her to react, he stuffed the Mickey back into his quilt and said coldly, "Get down."
Su Yi: “…”
That's my little Mickey, bro!
"Did you hear me? I told you to come down."
Su Yi had no choice but to get down timidly, and at the same time thought inexplicably, that was her Mickey Mouse, what did he mean by snatching it and stuffing it into his quilt
Then the two of them fell silent.
Su Yi sat back on her bed with a somewhat conflicted expression. So, her Mickey was gone just like that
I wanted to argue with him, but then I thought, forget it, it's just a little Mickey, isn't it? If he likes it, just give it to him and buy another one tomorrow!
beside.
Lan Fuchu was wearing a bathrobe, with his back to her. He turned off the main lights with a "click", leaving only a dim wall lamp on, and went to bed.
The whole bedroom seemed particularly quiet.
Su Yi was not sleepy at all. He kept his big eyes open and walked around in the darkness.
Suddenly, the person sleeping next to him got up again, as if he was looking for something, and his movements were a little slow.
After searching for a long time, the rustling noise did not subside. Su Yi suddenly felt something was wrong. She turned around and saw him lying on his side, half of his face in the shadow, constantly searching for something in the bedside table.
Su Yi immediately got up and turned on the ceiling light.
Sure enough, he was frowning and his face was pale.
Su Yi immediately became worried, "Are you looking for medicine?"
"Yeah." He responded softly, his furrowed brows showing that he was enduring pain at the moment.
Xiaodai is such a calm person, but for him to make such an expression, he must be in great pain.
Su Yi suddenly became worried, "What are you looking for? I'll help you find it."
"There's still a box of white medicine missing."
Su Yi helped him look for it and said, "Oh, I remember now. I brought the medicine to the kitchen when I had dinner this morning. I'll go get it."
These days, she was the one who took care of him taking his medicine, so sometimes she would bring his medicine downstairs.
Su Yi went downstairs and came back with a cup of warm water in his hand.
Su Yi gave him the medicine and held the water. As soon as he put the medicine into his mouth, she handed him the cup of water and asked him to drink the warm water in the cup from her hand.
Lan Fuchu drank a few sips of water and swallowed the medicine, but the pain obviously did not improve. He lay on the bed, frowning slightly in pain.
The nerves between his eyebrows ached. Lan Fuchu closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Su Yi looked at him curled up on the bed, and her heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle, causing a sharp pain.
Suddenly, she felt guilty. Fortunately, he came to pick her up at night. Otherwise, if she was not there, Lan Fuchu would fall ill again, and she would not be able to find medicine. There would be no one at home, which would be a big problem...
Seeing Lan Fuchu's forehead sweating from the pain, and thinking about the stupid things she did that night, she wanted to kill herself. She sat on his bed anxiously, touching his forehead, which was covered with sweat. She asked distressedly, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Lan Fuchu didn't answer. He was in so much pain that he could only instinctively hold Su Yi's hand.
Seeing this, Su Yi became even more worried. She held him tightly in her arms and let him lean on her chest. In order to relieve his pain, she put her hand on his head and stroked it gently. "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want me to call the family doctor to come and see you?"
Lan Fuchu shook his head, lying sideways in her arms, and said in a weak and tired voice: "Just stay with me."
Su Yi's heart suddenly became even more painful. She hugged him with both hands, her mind was shaking, "Okay, I'll stay with you."
There was a softness in his voice that he himself did not even notice.
After a while, as if the drug had taken effect, his breathing gradually stabilized, but he still lay on her legs without getting up.
Su Yi didn't dare to let him get up. She looked at his breathtakingly handsome profile, reached out her hand, and carefully stroked his hair, as if she was taking care of a fragile baby.
Lan Fuchu closed his eyes, thinking peacefully, and seemed to be enjoying this moment.
After a while, Su Yi could no longer feel the sweat on his face, so she lowered her head and asked him, "Did you have dinner tonight?"
He shook his head slightly, "No."
She said she would treat him to roast duck, so he waited until now.
Su Yi frowned and couldn't help but lecture him: "How can you not eat? Don't you know that you are a patient?"
"Someone broke the appointment himself." This was obviously an accusation against her.
Su Yi: “…”
"What do you mean I stood up the appointment? It was you who stood me up."
Lan Fuchu glared at her coldly. It was strange. He was too sick to get up just now, but now he had the energy to glare at her. "You are having dinner with Gu Benmo in a restaurant by yourself, and you have the nerve to criticize me?"
This chapter has just been finished, and the fourth update can only be posted tomorrow at noon because Xuxu has to go to bed. Good night, everyone!
(End of this chapter)