The Transition Period of a Break-up

Chapter 23

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"By the way, if you don't mention this, I won't remember it," Ye Zheng accused, "You are always strict and upright, and you are a habitual offender who doesn't report what you know. Count it yourself because you have been involved in it a few times. The hospital, did you come up with any good results on your own?"

Jiang Kezhou didn't know whether he had listened or not, so he gave a noncommittal "hmm".

"Hmm, um," Ye Zheng slapped him lightly across the quilt, "You should be careful. This time it's fine, but it's only three things, if you dare to hide it from me again, I won't care about you anymore .”

His body language is relaxed and casual, and even his words are half-joking, with only a little unobtrusive care hidden in the lingering sound. These words seemed to have opened a small opening in his heart, and the panic and worry about gains and losses that had been buried last night could not be restrained, and tremblingly emerged.

It's a pity that the subject he devoted half his efforts to didn't carry a microscope with him.

Although Jiang Kezhou woke up quickly, he was still sick after all, his energy was weak, and he couldn't sit for long periods of time. He became tired after a few words. Ye Zheng observed the words and expressions, stopped the conversation immediately, told him to lie down and pulled the quilt, leaned over and sucked gently at the corner of his lips: "Sleep, I will watch over you here."

Jiang Kezhou's slack eyes glanced at the back of his hand propped on the edge of the bed, and he was so sleepy that he even talked a little confused: "Go back. I don't know what will wake me up, don't wait..."

"Hush, close your eyes." Ye Zheng raised his hands to cover his eyes, the darkness and the warmth of his palms enveloped him, and even the fear of nightmares was diluted. After a while, Jiang Kezhou's breathing gradually became long, Ye Zheng moved his palm away, his long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped quietly and docilely under his eyes, and the eyebrow peaks at the corners of his eyes set against his pale and thin face, like a stroke of light ink on rice paper, Sober and even a little lonely.

This face is really not stunning, it is only superior in that the features are pleasing to the eye and the lines are soft. In the circle of flirtatious sluts, the type of Jiang Kezhou is actually very common, and it is usually fresh for a while-just like eating too much meat and occasionally wanting to change the taste and eat something light. Ye Zheng originally thought that he was the same, looking at white paper was particularly pleasing to the eye after aesthetic fatigue, but after experiencing such a situation, he suddenly felt that he might be addicted to vegetarianism.

The strangeness in his heart has long been beyond the scope of "freshness".

Jiang Kezhou slept until 8:30 in the evening. When he woke up, it was already past the visiting time, but Yan Zhixing was still in the ward. The hanging needle in his hand had already been pulled out, Yan Zhixing shook the head of the bed for him, put down the small table, set up two servings of porridge and tableware, and said, "I'll ask Mr. Ye to eat."

Jiang Kezhou asked suspiciously, "He hasn't left yet? What time is it?"

Yan Zhixing smiled wryly, "Boss Ye will accompany you to bed at night. Mr. Jiang wait a moment."

Not long after, Ye Zheng walked in, washed his hands and sat down, and sighed when he saw the porridge on the table: "Forget it, let's treat it as a stomach nourishment."

Jiang Kezhou: "You didn't have dinner?"

Ye Zheng said brazenly, "I've eaten. This meal is for supper with you."

Jiang Kezhou frowned slightly, but said nothing.

It was inconvenient for him to have gauze wrapped in his hands, so Ye Zheng took two spoons, you and I coaxed each of them to drink half a bowl of porridge. After packing up the lunch boxes, Jiang Kezhou started to urge Ye Zheng to go back while he was still in good spirits: "I have nothing to do here, so I don't need to accompany the bed. It's too late to drive, it's not safe, you leave early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Ye Zheng said: "I don't need to clock in for work, so I'm not afraid of being late."

"Don't change the subject." Jiang Kezhou looked at him helplessly, but his eyes had no deterrent power, "I'm not in a dangerous period, nor to the point where I can't take care of myself. Why are you suffering here for no reason?"

"It's not a crime to be with you." Ye Zheng was stared at by Jiang Kezhou and just wanted to kiss him, and reached out to stroke his hair. "You are still sick, so don't worry about it. When you recover, I will do whatever you want." OK, okay?"

Jiang Kezhou caught Ye Zheng's sugar-coated bullet head-on by surprise, and almost choked on the words. He closed his eyes and said, "You can't rest well here. I heard from Assistant Yan that you didn't feel well last night?"

Ye Zheng yelled at Yan Zhixing in his heart for being an insecure person. On the face, however, he was calm and steady, and said with an unchanged expression: "No, don't listen to his nonsense. It's just dizziness, and it will be fine after lying down for a while."

Yan Zhixing came back after throwing out the garbage outside the door: "..."

It's really snowing in June, a strange injustice through the ages.

Jiang Kezhou rounded up Ye Zheng's "dizziness" in his heart, and frowned: "Did you faint?"

Ye Zheng: "..."

"My God," he asked dumbfounded, "babe, you're so sick, why do you still have the energy to think about these things?"

"I'm just sick, not stupid," Jiang Kezhou lowered his face slightly, "I'm sure you won't be able to bear such a torment on your body. If you faint again in the middle of the night, will you take care of me or I will take care of you?"

Although Ye Zheng made up his mind not to tell him, but at this moment when Jiang Kezhou exposed him, he felt a kind of secret satisfaction in his heart. He comforted: "Don't worry, it's completely fine today."

Jiang Kezhou sneered, suspecting that Yan Zhixing hadn't stabilized Ye Zheng when he fainted, and knocked his head: "There was only one pinhole on the back of your hand when you left at noon, but now there are two—you just finished the infusion in the afternoon, and now it's gone. 'It's all right'? Mr. Ye lost the elixir, right? The effect is so good."

Ye Zheng glanced at the back of his hand, and found that it was exactly as he said, with two dark red pinholes. It's conspicuous if you look closely, but it's definitely not so obvious that you can notice it with a casual glance. He was warmed by Jiang Kezhou's sarcasm and sarcasm, and instead of being angry, he became very talkative: "That's right, let Yan Zhixing change to a double room, and I will accompany you to the hospital."

Assistant Yan, who had been on standby outside the door, hadn't recovered from the injustice, and was stunned by Mr. Ye's unpretentious words and slaps in the face in a blink of an eye.

Last night, I said something convincingly, "Don't let him know" and "Don't have a double ward". It hasn't been 24 hours until now! This fickle man!

Ye Zheng shouted loudly: "Zhixing, come in and ask the hospital if they can transfer a double ward."

Assistant Yan pushed his glasses and said neatly, "Okay, Mr. Ye."

Ye Zheng was just overworked, and his symptoms were much milder than Jiang Kezhou's. Three days later, he had basically recovered and was able to recover and be discharged from the hospital. But Mr. Ye euphemistically called "patients need to be taken care of", Lai refused to leave the hospital, insisted on accompanying him, and asked Yan Zhixing to send all the documents that needed his signature to the ward, pretending that he was busy with daily affairs and came to do business of.

In stark contrast to this, the patient who was "cared for" by him was very tired, and he couldn't wait to have his stitches removed and left the hospital the next day. Of course, Jiang Kezhou couldn't really let Ye Zheng, the young master, take care of his daily life, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died. Usually there is a nurse to help, Ye Zheng is only responsible for feeding and chatting with the less difficult, and often takes advantage of the opportunity. Jiang Kezhou slept more in the past two days, and when he had enough energy, he was not so tired, and when he looked at Ye Zheng again, he felt that his sense of presence was too strong.

Jiang Kezhou is used to being alone, and Ye Zheng didn't stick with him all day in the past, so once the two of them were in the same room for a long time, even if Ye Zheng concentrated on his work and didn't say a word, Jiang Kezhou felt that his panting was too disturbing.

It is very tiring to maintain nervous tension for a long time. On the fourth day, Jiang Kezhou really endured to the limit, and said to Ye Zheng who was working: "Since you are so busy, you should go back to the company to take a look? It is not convenient to work in the hospital all day long." .”

Ye Zheng, who was sitting by the window, looked back at him, and closed the computer with a smile: "So domineering?" He leaned over and kissed Jiang Kezhou's lips: "Okay, then I won't work, and I can concentrate on being with you. Don’t eat fruit? The doctor said that you will have a little cough when you have a cold, so eat a pear.”

Jiang Kezhou: "I..."

Ye Zheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "Come on, open your mouth."

Jiang Kezhou swallowed the pear cut into small pieces, and said, "Assistant Yan runs here three times a day, your company has a lot of business at the end of the year, right? There are staff and nurses here, so you really don't need to keep an eye on them." I-"

"You still dare to say this?" Ye Zheng blocked his mouth with a pear, and snorted coldly, "The dog took it away without looking at it at a glance. Don't bargain with me, this matter is not negotiable."

Jiang Kezhou: "..."

After he finished eating the pear bite by bite, Ye Zheng came back after washing his hands, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the ward, and a familiar theme song from a certain TV series played in the room.

Jiang Kezhou didn't really want to talk to him, so he stared at the colorful TV screen. After a while, Ye Zheng suddenly spoke calmly next to him.

"I once read a novel about a gold digger who trekked in the wilderness for a long time, almost starved to death, and was finally rescued by a boat. He finally didn't have to worry about having food, but his performance on the boat Like a lunatic, he is always afraid that the food will not last long, so he sneaks around the storage room to spy every day. He regards every piece of bread as precious as gold, and hides it full of bread in the room. Everyone on board Thought he was sick—but by the time the ship docked and landed, he was back to normal."

"It sounds very unreasonable, right?" Ye Zheng lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Actually, it's not a disease, it's just being frightened. People are rational most of the time, but sometimes they are unavoidably weak." ...and when I'm no longer so afraid of losing you... the ship will probably dock."

He stood up from the bed, picked up the computer that was put aside, walked to the door without saying a word, and left the ward.

Jiang Kezhou leaned on the hospital bed in a daze, almost motionless, his expression changed several times, and finally froze into a dazed capital letter.

Of course he had heard of the story Ye Zheng told, and he clearly remembered the details. Because of the proof, he clearly knew how much fear Ye Zheng said so lightly, "I'm afraid".

He didn't expect that Ye Zheng would cut open his heart in front of him unexpectedly, showing him the deep wound. Jiang Kezhou felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and his internal organs shivered violently.

Will he be afraid too

No matter what time it is, Ye Zheng is always powerful with ease, passing through thousands of flowers without even touching his body, appearing affectionate and unfeeling. I have never seen him take anyone special to heart, and there is no way to talk about regrets when he loses it. Even "reluctant" sounds like a joke. Jiang Kezhou is very self-aware, he doesn't ask Ye Zheng to accumulate much affection for him, as long as he can live in peace for five years and be a friend after the end, that's already very good.

However, today he saw clearly his true face in Ye Zheng's eyes, like an ignorant child holding a sharp knife, who ignorantly drew a line in his heart, but still showed a dazed look like a victim At a loss—even ostentatiously under the guise of "for his own good".

What kind of pain did Ye Zheng bear to meet the knife point in his words again and again without changing his expression

Jiang Kezhou arched his back slightly, breathing rapidly as if out of breath. The heart felt like someone had pinched it, and it was sore and sore. He supported the bed board with his stiff arms, forced himself off the bed, put on his slippers and walked towards the door. He was wounded on his shoulder and back, tearing at the wound with every step he took. Jiang Kezhou walked very slowly, with a layer of cold sweat oozing from his back, but he still gritted his teeth and moved out of the ward.

No matter how difficult it was, it was better to watch Ye Zheng walk out of the ward with his back turned to him.

If he hurt someone else's heart, punish him a little more than Ye Zheng.

Chapter 24

Ye Zheng was on the phone at the end of the corridor, and in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly heard the little nurse shouting: "Hey! What's wrong with that patient! You can't just walk around like this! Come on, come and help him back..."

Ye Zheng looked back subconsciously, and suddenly lost his mind, he didn't even care about his mobile phone, he rushed over to pick up Jiang Kezhou who was not standing still, startled and angry: "What are you doing? Who told you to run around!"

Jiang Kezhou grabbed his shoulders, his voice was so painful that his voice was weak, cold sweat rolled down his temples to his chin, and he looked at him with some apprehension: "I'm afraid that if you get angry, you will really leave."

Ye Zheng's eyes darkened, and he suddenly tightened his arms.

"Are you also afraid?" He looked at Jiang Kezhou closely, with a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone, like a beast that is grinding its teeth and sucking blood, and wants to devour people, "You who are not even afraid of death, are you afraid of me leaving? Why do you think that if you chase after me like this, I will definitely stay?"

"Look at the identities of those who accompany patients on the bed around, who am I?"

"I'll give you one last chance. If you insist on keeping me today, then I won't let you go easily in the future... Have you made up your mind?"

Under the blinding eyes, Jiang Kezhou seemed to be strangled by Ye Zheng, and a sense of fear almost rose in his heart. Ye Zheng pressed hard at every step, and his retreat was completely blocked the moment he stepped out of the ward door.

There seemed to be an abyss in front of him, but there was a devil-like sweet and seductive voice beside him, urging him to move forward.

Once you take this step, there is no turning back.

"Why, don't you talk?" Ye Zheng's eyes slowly moved down and landed on his bleeding lips, his eyes ravaged those tightly closed thin lips, and he said coldly and softly, "Answer me, or... turn around now It's still too late to go back, I can pretend I didn't see you."

Jiang Kezhou still responded silently.

Ye Zheng waited for a while, and understood his silent refusal. The scorching heat in the eyes receded quickly, like a firework that burned out in an instant, leaving only cold white ash all over the place. He released the arm that was restraining Jiang Kezhou, and took a step back, his voice was so cold that it almost broke ice: "The road is chosen by yourself, since you want to come and go freely, and you don't want to get involved with others—well, I There's nothing more to say."

After all, he didn't even bother to look at Jiang Kezhou again, and was about to leave.

"Do you have to do this in public?"

Ye Zheng stopped, didn't turn around, but turned his head slightly, giving him a glance from the corner of his eye. Leaning his back against the wall, Jiang Kezhou looked at him helplessly. There was no anger or sadness in his eyes, but there was a calm smile exactly the same as that night, and there was a bit of imperceptible indulgence.

"I wanted to give you a good apology," he said with a look of regret, "it seems that the weight is not enough..."

"No need." Ye Zheng interrupted him abruptly. However, before he could reach the tip of his tongue with his next sentence, Jiang Kezhou suddenly approached, raised his hand and pressed him towards him, and kissed him without any hindrance.

Fortunately, this corridor is relatively remote, no one is passing by at this time, and the nurse just now has already gone to another ward.

This was the first time Jiang Kezhou took the initiative to kiss Ye Zheng. Even though they were familiar enough with each other's aura, when Jiang Kezhou pressed those cold lips, a completely strange feeling suddenly spread in his chest, like The sense of relief of finally stepping into the abyss, there is no pain, only the whistling and falling wind in the ear, sweeping away all hesitation, guessing and hesitation.

A seed that fell in an unknown year and month, tremblingly bloomed a flower in the crevice of the stone.

"Is this enough?" Jiang Kezhou gasped as he parted his lips, and pushed Ye Zheng, who was not satisfied with being a client, "Public places, restrain yourself."

Ye Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked back, "Who made the first move?"

"You forced me," Jiang Kezhou's hand on his neck slipped down naturally, and suddenly buried his head in Ye Zheng's shoulder, raised his arms around his waist, and said in a muffled voice: "The chapter is covered, you Who are you to me, Mr. Ye? Or do you want me to call you something else?"

Ye Zheng's whole body froze, and then he came to his senses, hugged him into his arms, kissed him lightly behind his red ears, and said with a smile in his voice, "Okay, I'll take it."

"Then Mr. Jiang," he whispered into Jiang Kezhou's ear, "Now, I am yours."

Mr. Ye happily handed over his ownership to others, and tasted the sweetness of being coquettish and spoiled. From then on, he changed his ways to court Jiang Kezhou every day and stamped his official seal. ".

Jiang Kezhou panted and said: "Even if it is a seal, according to your reinforcement frequency and strength, it can almost last until the end of the world. What do you have to worry about? Or do I look like some kind of scum who abandons her husband and son? , causing you to feel very insecure?"

Ye Zheng: "That's not likely. The main reason is that I only have 'self-control that I'm ashamed of', and I can't control it when I see you."

Jiang Kezhou: "..."

For a thin-skinned person, "self-knowledge" is a brake, but for Mr. Ye, who is as thick-skinned as the corner of a city wall, "self-knowledge" is like a rocket, which will only let him let himself go, and go all the way on the stinky and shameless road. gone forever.

However, Ye Zheng said that it was just a mouthful. He took Jiang Kezhou's physical condition into consideration, and never took a step beyond the threshold. Jiang Kezhou had to stay in bed to recuperate because of a slight crack in the wound. Ye Zheng forced him to say a few words that day, and Jiang Kezhou was so distressed when he changed the dressing afterwards.

He is willing to take care of Jiang Kezhou patiently until he recovers completely, and he is willing to treat each other tenderly, waiting for Jiang Kezhou to gradually open his heart to him—

Anyway, there is still a long time to spend with him holding hands.

Two days later, when Jiang Kezhou's wound had scabbed over and he was able to walk around twice, Su Da, who had been blocked by him from visiting him before, rushed to the hospital with a pile of fruit supplements.

The matter of Jiang Kezhou's injury was kept a secret. He didn't want to alarm his colleagues and friends, and it was inconvenient for Ye Zheng to accompany him all day long. However, Su Da is a fine person, and asked the truth on the sidelines. He was supposed to rush over that day, and it happened that Ye Zheng was going back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon two days later, so Jiang Kezhou made an appointment with Su Da for that afternoon, so that Ye Zheng would not be present at the time, and it was difficult to say something directly.

Jiang Kezhou suffered a severe injury this time. Although he healed his wounds, his already thin body became thinner after losing a few pounds, his face became smaller, his cheeks and lips were pale and bleeding, but he was still in good spirits.

Su Da never thought that Jiang Kezhou would be so haggard in just a dozen days. When he opened the door and saw him leaning on the hospital bed, he was so sad that he couldn't stop: "Brother, my miserable brother!"

Jiang Kezhou looked at him calmly: "Do you want to sing another song?"

With tears in his eyes, Su Da sang a few lines "I have this life, I will be a brother in this life, and I will miss you in the next life if I don't." He managed to howl his sick man with goosebumps all over his body. Jiang Kezhou finally couldn't take it anymore and begged him to shut up. Only then pulled the chair beside his bed and sat down, sighed and said: "Chuan'er, among the three children in our family, you are the one who makes me worry the least."

Jiang Kezhou said: "Mother, if you have fewer children, you will live a happy life. If you want to be rich, you must first plant trees, and have fewer children and grow more trees."

Su Da patted the bed board: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me honestly, what's going on with your hoof?!"

Jiang Kezhou thought about it, Su Da knew about him and Ye Zheng a long time ago, so he didn't hide it from him, and told him everything from the thank you dinner.

Su Da was terrified when he heard that, but if Jiang Kezhou was a little bit unlucky at that time, he might not be able to chat with him here all the time today.

"Have the two people who kidnapped you been found?"

"Not yet," Jiang Kezhou shook his head, "It is said that when the truck they were driving was found, they had already left."

"So no one can find out who is behind it?"

Jiang Kezhou nodded.

Su Da: "Have you offended anyone recently? For example, the one who sent you a text message before, and that little bastard next to Ye Feng that time."

Jiang Kezhou: "Little bastard... Oh, Han Xuyang. It is true that the two of us have the deepest grudge, but Han Xuyang's energy is not strong enough to carry out this kind of kidnapping. Even if Li Liufeng and Ye Feng are behind him, those two people will not let him go. He's messing around. Of course, it's not ruled out that Han Xuyang has other backers. But with Han Xuyang's character, I don't think he's so vicious that he insists on killing me."

Su Da: "Then who else is there besides him?"

Jiang Kezhou shook his head: "Others... there is no evidence, and it is not easy to investigate."

"Wait a minute," Su Da interrupted him with a frown, "I hear what you mean, are you checking it yourself?"

Jiang Kezhou nodded of course.

Su Da was shocked: "You didn't call the police?!"

"It's a long story," Jiang Kezhou said, "I have to introduce the background to you. Introduce a new character, but you must let these things rot in your stomach, and don't say it outside."

Su Da's appetite was whetted by him, so Jiang Kezhou told him a little bit about the relationship between Ye Zheng and Yan Jia.

After hearing this, Su Da's face froze: "Isn't it? What kind of relationship do they really have?"

"It's not surprising, and I feel that someone has been creating disputes between me and Yan Jia," Jiang Kezhou said while thinking, "If the last photo incident really achieved the desired effect, Yan Jia and I will definitely become mortal enemies. On Christmas Eve I met Yan Jia twice in the evening, and he didn't seem to know me at all, but this kind of acting is not reliable, so I tend to think that creating disputes is two-sided, Yan Jia knows me, and has a bad impression of me."

Su Da: "Then is it possible that Yan Jia planned the kidnapping case and wanted to monopolize the position next to Ye Zheng?"

Jiang Kezhou smiled slightly: "Good question, this is the key to the whole thing."

"First of all, I passed Yan Jia in the hallway when I went to the bathroom that night, but he still acted like he didn't know me. Secondly, he was a star, and his every move that night was under everyone's watch. It is difficult to have the opportunity to direct the kidnapper to do it. Third, the kidnapper has not been found, and I believe that even if he is found, it has nothing to do with him."

"There is a connection between him and this matter, but after careful investigation, there is no evidence." Jiang Kezhou made a gesture to stop Su Da's words, indicating to listen to him, "But since I can feel something strange, Ye Zheng I must have noticed it too. This is also the reason for not calling the police. If this matter is really related to Yan Jia and the police find out and make it public, Xihua Entertainment will face the biggest mess in history."

Su Da frowned and looked at him. After coming over for a while, he said bitterly, "It's the first time I found out that you have the talent to be a lover. What kind of ecstasy soup did Ye Zheng give you?"

Jiang Kezhou didn't take his words, and continued: "Besides, I have a feeling that there seems to be more than one group of people involved in this kidnapping incident."

Suda was terrified.

"That night, my hands and feet were tied up with ordinary tape, which can be broken off after a while on the iron cage; the cages in the dog farm are all locked; the kidnappers drove away without closing the gate, and even my mobile phone was locked. There was no search - they gave me a chance to escape. These people looked more like they just wanted to teach me a lesson or scare me."

"What I didn't understand was that every cage in the kennel was locked and chained. How could it happen that a mad dog broke free from the chain that night?"