Love is like melting

Chapter 161 I don't know how long I can last

When Lian Mo slammed the door out, his back was absolutely fixed and he didn't look back.

Ji Yerong curled up in the corner. She had never seen such a fourth brother. He was irrational and calm. No matter what she said, he seemed to be unable to hear him. He was so cruel that he seemed to tear her in half.

The curled eyelashes were trembling violently with crystal clear drops of water, and she leaned her head against the wall and slowly closed her eyes.

A strong sense of exhaustion and powerlessness swept over her body and mind.

Sometimes, there is nothing more sad than heartbreak, and there is really no need for any earth-shattering events.

Someone knocked on the door, and her body trembled instinctively, and it was too late to stop it.

Jiang Hanzhu pushed the door open, his eyes quickly fixed on Ji Yerong who was in a panic in the empty office, and his eyes met.

In an instant, shame, embarrassment, embarrassment and various emotions flooded her heart, which made her lose face and didn't even know how to face it.

Jiang Hanzhu was slightly taken aback, how could he not understand, this means what happened just now.

Ji Yerong turned his head away from looking at him, as if he was saving the last bit of self-esteem.

Jiang Hanzhu drew his eyebrows slightly, and his heart suddenly picked up, filled with distress.He walked over, took off his coat and put it on her body, covering her messy body, and also put on a dress for her self-esteem.

"I'll take you back." His voice was flat, without asking or saying anything, he reached out to support her.

She stood up tremblingly, trying to take a step, but her legs didn't seem to belong to her, and she didn't listen to the control of her consciousness at all.

"Forgive me for offending." Seeing this, Jiang Hanzhu spoke in a gentlemanly manner.

Before the words fell completely, he had already hugged her horizontally, and strode away from the place where she had just had a nightmare.

She closed her eyes, as if avoiding all the embarrassment, but his cold voice still lingered in her ears: "Ji Yerong, even if you die, you can only die by my side!"

When he said this, his eyes were so strange, cold and terrifying, like a cold and vicious snake wrapped around her neck, strangling her almost out of breath!

He doesn't believe her.

Even though she agreed to divorce Liancheng without hesitation, even though she knew that An Ge was not her and Liancheng's child, he still didn't believe her.

Otherwise, how could he hurt her so much.

Jiang Hanzhu walked into the elevator with Ji Yerong in his arms, the silver elevator door slowly closed, and a stern voice came out from behind the tall bonsai next to him, his eyes were fixed on the ever-changing numbers, and his eyebrows frowned tightly.

The hands in his pockets were tightly clenched into fists, and the blue meridians climbed up from his hands to his handsome face, clearly visible.

What are you doing?
What have you done to Ayu? !

Humming her and hurting her again and again, is this still the same self who keeps saying that she will never let Ayu get hurt again?
A Yu hurt him deeply, but now he is the one who hurt A Yu deeply.

Jun Ba staggered back a few steps, leaning against the wall next to him slumped, like the only strength supporting him to stand still.

The lowered head concealed a look of pain and self-reproach on the dark side.

What happened to all this?
The two of them seemed to have walked into a dead end, no matter how they walked, they couldn't get through.

Jiang Hanzhu sent Ji Yerong back to Yeyuan, handed it over to Yu Sha, and left without staying.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Ji Yerong who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper. Distress and worry all turned into a helpless sigh.

"Sister Yerong, what's wrong with you?" Yu Sha knelt on the bedside, her face worried.

It was fine when I went out, why did it become like this when I came back?

Ji Yerong's closed eyes opened slowly after a while, his thin lips were pursed lightly, his throat hurt as if being scratched by a knife, "I think, take a bath."

"Okay, I'll get you hot water right now." Yu Sha got up immediately and went to the bathroom to fill up the bath water.

Yu Sha put the hot water on and put the changed clothes on the hanger next to her. Ji Yerong supported her frail body and walked into the bathroom with her hands on the wall. It was extremely difficult to walk step by step.

"Sister Ye Rong, be careful!" Yu Sha was afraid that she would fall, so she hurriedly supported her.

"Get out!" Before she could finish speaking, Ji Yerong interrupted her lightly.

Although Yu Sha was worried, she also knew her habits. She didn't like to be around when taking a bath.

"I'll be watching in the bedroom, you must call me if you need anything!"

Ji Yerong nodded vaguely, and when Yu Sha left the bathroom, she slowly took off her messy clothes.

The skin was submerged in water, especially when those bruises were swallowed by hot water, it was like burning pain, but these were far less than the pain and despair in her heart.

His body slipped into the bathtub and sank to the bottom of the water together with his face.

The sense of powerlessness comes overwhelming.

It was night, cold and silent as death.

Ji Yerong lay on the bed after taking a bath, and fell asleep soon after dinner was useless.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by Yu Sha: "Sister Yerong, Sister Yerong, it's Secretary-General Cheng's call!"

Ji Yerong opened his eyes feebly, glanced at her, and closed his eyes again. The meaning was obvious, no answer!
"Sister Yerong, Secretary-General Cheng said he has something very important to ask you for!" Yu Sha spoke again, but Secretary-General Cheng on the other end of the phone was very persistent, and she had no choice.

Ji Yerong's brows twitched slightly, and he reached out to take the phone and put it next to his ear, without speaking.

Cheng Mu's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Your Excellency, you have a fever, come and see him!"

When mentioning him, the first thing that comes to mind is what happened during the day, his brutality and hostility are still vivid in my mind, now she wants to face him again?

How will she face it?

"No!" The voice was hoarse and weak.

"But--"

Before Cheng Mu finished speaking, Ji Yerong cut off the call and threw the phone to Yu Sha, "Go down."

Yu Sha nodded: "Then you have a good rest!"

Ji Yerong closed his eyes, heaving a sigh of relief, unable to face him right now.

When the sound of opening the door came from her ear, she suddenly opened her eyes again: "Yusha."

Yu Sha paused and looked back at her: "Sister Yerong, what's wrong?"

Ji Yerong propped up his heavy and tired body, took a deep breath, and said, "Get your clothes ready, I'm going out."

Yu Sha was startled, doubts flashed across her eyes, why did she change her mind, but she didn't ask further, "Okay, I'll prepare now."

When Ji Yerong arrived at the presidential palace, Yan Xi had just given Lian Mo a drip.

"How's it going?"

"The body temperature started to rise in the evening, from 38° to 40° now." It was Cheng Mu who answered her, with a solemn face and helpless eyes.

Originally, he wanted to ease the atmosphere between them. How could he have thought that Ji Yerong and Mu Ye would meet at the gate of the Presidential Palace, and they were also bumped into by Your Excellency. This was not intended to stimulate his emotions.

40°, this is already a high fever.

Ji Yerong looked at Yan Xi, "Why does he always have a high fever recently?"

"Your Excellency's resistance is not very good, coupled with heavy work, heavy psychological pressure, and his recent emotional ups and downs, these may be the cause of his high fever! But in order to ensure that there are no other hidden dangers, I have already drawn blood Laboratory tests, the blood report should be available before morning. The most important thing right now is to let his temperature drop first!"

Ji Yerong nodded, "Go down."

Cheng Mu and Yan Xi bowed and left one after another. Yan Xi was the last one to leave the room. When the door was closed, she couldn't help but glance at the beautiful figure in the room. The unconscious man wiped the sweat from his brow.

Ji Yerong threw the sweat-soaked tissue into the trash can, stared at the sleeping man with lingering eyes, and lightly brushed his handsome outline with his pale fingertips.

"Obviously I was the one who was hurt by violence, why is it you who are lying on the bed every time?"

There are complaints and blame in this sentence, but there is no heartache.

Even though he had just been hurt by him and suffered severe physical and mental pain, when he heard that he was sick, he still couldn't bear to see him.

"Fourth brother, you have to forgive A Yu as soon as possible, otherwise... otherwise A Yu doesn't know how long he can last."

Such an injury!
(End of this chapter)