Chapter 407: I miss you so much (1)

Yes, a man with a wife, if she is worried again and never forgets, she is mean!
She didn't want to make herself look down on herself.
The hand resting on the door panel slowly moved down from the door panel again, and fell lifelessly to the side.
"Yeah, why is it so hot!" Madam Lisa's voice rang outside the door again, and then there was a knock on the door. "Miss Chi, Miss Chi! Your friend has a high fever."
Fever?
Heart, screwed, almost messed up.
Although she just glanced at it just a few moments ago, she also knew that he wasn't wearing a lot, a shirt and a coat, and it was so strange that there was a lot of snow outside now, and it wasn't freezing.
but……
Don't control it, don't control it!
Chi Weiyang repeatedly warned himself. However, the action comes much faster than the heart.
By the time God returned, people had already left the room. Opened the outside door.
"Hurry up, Miss Chi, your friend is burning so hard!" Madam Lisa sighed with relief when she saw her door open.
Chi Weiyang squatted down and saw his face flushed red, his breathing was still tight. The slap he had just put on his hands was not too light, and now he still has five fingerprints on his face, which is particularly clear.
"Fu Yichen!" She patted his face and called him.
"..." He didn't wake up, only his eyelashes moved.
"Yichen!" Chi Weiyang shook him again.
"Hurry up and let him go ahead. It won't be so cold." Mrs. Lisa reminded her.
A little hesitant, Chi Weiyang nodded. Putting his arms on his shoulders, Mrs. Lisa put her hands together and barely helped him up.
I don't know if he is really confused or disguised. In short, the whole person is not very sober now. Humbling, I'm afraid I don't know where I am now.
The house where Chi Weiyang lives is not large, only one room, one bed. There was no other way, she put him on the bed, and then sent Mrs. Lisa out, saying thank you a few times.
Mrs. Lisa is a very attentive person. When she looks at her face, she knows that she and this person must have a story.
"This boy, is your child's father?"
"..." She said nothing, it was the default.
Mrs. Lisa sighed: "Single mothers are not so easy, not to mention you are not a member of our M country. If there is only a small misunderstanding between the two, it is not a mistake in principle, just speak to him clearly. Do n’t be bitter Yourself. "
The more bitter Chi Weiyang felt.
If only it was a small misunderstanding.
However, there is no misunderstanding between them. Instead, it was wrong from the start. Big mistake.
Mrs. Lisa didn't say anything more. After all, feelings were cold and self-knowing, and outsiders said it was useless.
When Mrs. Lisa was sent away, they were the only one left in the room. Chi Weiyang stood for a while in the hall, staring blankly at the room with the door open. It took me a long time to go back to the kitchen and pour a cup of boiling water, then turn out the medicine box and find the antipyretic medicine. Take a deep breath before stepping back into the door.
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Inside the door, Fu Yichen still closed his eyes. Burning painfully, his brows were squinting tightly.
Chi Weiyang took off his shoes for him, half helped him up, and let him swallow the medicine. When he was taking the medicine, his lips pressed against her palm, and all his breath hit her skin. Then, she felt a great soreness.
When I left, I never thought that one day, they could be so close ...
It was a gift to her, but it was also torture.
Putting down the water glass, she leaned over and took off his coat. It was soaked in chill, and it was cold to the touch. Holding the coat and preparing to hang it, his hand was clenched.
She froze.
Head down.
His eyelashes were shaking so hard that he tried to open his eyes very hard. However, it seemed like there was no strength at all, and it failed to open in a few times.
She struggled, but even with this struggle, he seemed to feel that she was about to leave her, and with almost all her strength, she dragged her to his chest.
"Fu Yichen!"
She whispered, instinctively wanted to step back, but was clasped tightly by his hands, hooping her waist.
"Hush ..." His lips were against her auricles, and his voice was completely dumb because of the serious condition. "Don't move ... let me hug you, okay?"
His voice was that light, that low, that gentle, that coddled.
also……
So painful, so struggling, so humble, so scared ...
Chi Weiyang didn't understand where his complex emotions came from. He buried his face on his shoulders, breathing his own breath, but felt that the tip of his nose was sour, and his whole heart seemed to be soaking in formalin. The swelling was so close that she couldn't breathe.
"Can't you let me go?"
At the exit, the husky voice changed. Tears, running down his cheeks, fell between his necks.
He didn't know if it was felt or not, but just subconsciously tightened his arms to hold her tighter.
"I miss you so much ... in the past few years, I have gone crazy ..."
He seemed to speak to himself, muttering.
Chi Weiyang stunned.
Those years?
Did he mean the years he disappeared suddenly?
"Since you missed me, how could you suddenly disappear in the past few years, and no more news?" She was puzzled in her heart. In those years, it was also a nightmare for her. She inquired about him like she was crazy, and looked for him everywhere like crazy, but that person was like Nan Ke Yimeng. The dream woke up, leaving no trace at all. Everything is like an illusion. Going decisively and cruelly.
"In those years, I ..." Fu Yichen's dry lips moved and seemed to say something, but the voice was very light and the language was unknown. Chi Weiyang was between his neck and couldn't hear clearly. She lifted her face, put her ears on her lips, and wanted to hear nothing more, but she only heard his heavy breathing.
That heavy breathing is not just a pain in the body, but a torment in the heart.
"Yichen?" Chi Weiyang called him.
"I ... I don't deserve you ..." Fu Yichen held her back in the palm of his hand and hugged him tightly, "Weiyang, forgive me ... okay?"
Chi Weiyang listened, his heart was cold and empty and astringent.
Now, at this stage, what more forgiveness and unforgiveness are there?
She didn't talk any more, just let him hold herself like this. I don't know how long, it seems that he finally fell asleep, but even if he fell asleep, the pain on his face did not ease a little.
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Dr. Fu is persuading Dr. Fu to make it clear. In fact, something unclear is his dark history and scars. It is courageous to expose it, especially in front of the one he loves.