late bloomer

Chapter 145 I don't need your sympathy

That night, Lin Xiyao lay alone in the spacious bedroom, almost without sleep all night.

She really wanted to hug him and be with him, but Ye Lanfeng refused so decisively.

The next morning, Ye Lanfeng still sent her to the baby shop.

Along the way, his complexion was very ugly, which should be the result of insomnia at night.

Lin Xiyao wanted to talk to him, but Ye Lanfeng kept her mouth shut, no matter what she said to him, he just responded lightly.

Lin Xiyao could see that he was still brooding over what he could do nothing about last night. She wanted to comfort him, but she couldn't find words to comfort him.

Is it useful to comfort him at this time?Maybe it doesn't do anything.After all, what he hurt was his body, not his heart.I'm afraid that the more he mentions it, the more pain he will be aroused.

So, she simply didn't say anything.

After Ye Lanfeng left, Lin Xiyao became a little listless. Maybe it had something to do with her mood, or maybe it had something to do with her insomnia at night. In short, her overall mood was not beautiful. It turns out that whether a man is happy or not can deeply affect her watching her mood.

She will be happy because he is happy, and will be unhappy because he is unhappy.

It turns out that this is the feeling of loving someone.

Everything about him can affect you deeply.

That evening, for the first time ever, Ye Lanfeng didn't go to the baby store to have dinner with her. He only sent her a text message, telling her to come pick her up at night.

For this reason, Lin Xiyao was bored for half the night.

Later, she finally figured it out. When he sent her a message, at least he cared about her and would not let her wait in vain.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Lanfeng appeared on time.

As soon as he walked into the store, Lin Xiyao immediately smelled the smell of alcohol emanating from him.

She was startled, he went to drink.

And drunk driving!
It can be seen how much that incident hit her!
On the way back, Lin Xiyao was driving the car. While driving, she looked worriedly at the man beside her, feeling very uneasy.

Ye Lanfeng leaned on the back of the passenger seat, closed her eyes, and said nothing.

How much did he drink?Lin Xiyao didn't know.

His drinking capacity is incalculable to others, and it seems that he has never drank to the point of groggy.

Maybe sad people are more likely to get drunk when they drink.

He drove over to pick her up, and it was lucky that nothing happened.

Sensing Lin Xiyao's worry, Ye Lanfeng opened her eyes, smiled at her, reached out to stroke her hair, and said softly: "Fool, don't worry, I'm fine, I didn't rest well last night, I'm a little tired now .”

Only then did Lin Xiyao feel relieved.

Back at the villa, Ye Lanfeng directly picked up Lin Xiyao before taking a shower, and put her on the bed.

But what was disappointing was that, like last night, he still couldn't lift it.

He got out of bed and left the bedroom without saying a word.

Looking at his tall and helpless back, Lin Xiyao felt more and more uneasy.She was worried that he would return to his emotionally unstable days in the early days of the hospital.

But what could she do for him?

Ye Lanfeng pushed the door open and entered the guest room, and fell on the bed weakly.

He obviously secretly took yang-strengthening medicine, but it didn't have any effect.

Is it going to be so useless in the future?If so, is he still a man?
He closed his eyes in pain.

On the third day, Lin Xiyao secretly went to consult with a male specialist, only to learn that Ye Lanfeng may have been injured there because of a serious injury at that time, or it may be a kind of stress caused by large or small operations. Reaction, this is the greatest possibility, but it is also possible.Because experts do not interview patients, there is no way to give a correct answer.

In the end, the expert prescribed traditional Chinese medicine and asked Lin Xiyao to take it home and boil it for Ye Lanfeng to drink. After conditioning, he might be back to normal within a month.

Holding on to hope, Lin Xiyao took several big bags back to Ye Lanfeng's villa.

When she brought out the dark soup and handed it to Ye Lanfeng, perhaps because the smell of traditional Chinese medicine was too bad, Ye Lanfeng frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"traditional Chinese medicine."

"What Chinese medicine?"

Lin Xiyao said with some embarrassment: "Traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning the body."

She didn't dare to say it directly, she was afraid of hurting Ye Lanfeng's self-esteem.

"I... I went to see a male specialist."

Hearing this, Ye Lanfeng's face became very ugly, he pushed away the Chinese medicine in front of him, and said impatiently: "I don't need your sympathy!"

Lin Xiyao missed, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground, turning into pieces, and the soup spilled all over the floor.

She stared blankly at the emotionally out-of-control man in front of her, her eyes turned red suddenly, but no tears came out.

She lowered her head, swallowed her tears, then took the broom, and silently swept away the rubbish on the ground.

Ye Lanfeng looked at her, feeling very uncomfortable.

After Lin Xiyao cleaned up, she looked up at Ye Lanfeng and said softly, "Afeng, I'm sorry, I ignored your feelings."

She turned around and went into the kitchen, and threw the packets of Chinese medicine into the trash can.

Since he refused to treat him, since he felt that doing so hurt his self-esteem, then she respected him.But she believes that he will recover.

After she came out of the kitchen, she said to Ye Lanfeng who was still standing there, "Afeng, I'm going back to my room first."

Before Ye Lanfeng could respond, she went up the stairs.

Every time she stepped on a step, she felt very strenuous, not because of Ye Lanfeng's rude treatment of her just now, but because of Ye Lanfeng's pain, she felt uncomfortable.

After Lin Xiyao took a shower, she got into bed directly.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lanfeng opened the door and walked into the bedroom. He gently lifted the quilt, and found that Lin Xiyao was in tears, and the sheets were wet from her crying, but she was already asleep.

Ye Lanfeng frowned, and pursed her thin lips tightly. He knew that he had broken her heart.

He got under the quilt, stretched out his hand, and hugged her into his arms.

In fact, Lin Xiyao was not in a deep sleep, when he hugged her, she woke up.

She buried her head in his chest, tears streaming down her face again.

"I'm sorry!" he murmured, hugging her even tighter.

That night, none of them said a word, and they hugged each other until dawn.

Early the next morning, Lin Xiyao got out of bed gently, and she wanted to make breakfast for him.

When she walked into the kitchen, she found that the traditional Chinese medicine thrown into the trash can last night was gone. She guessed that it must be because Ye Lanfeng looked uncomfortable, so she took it out and threw it away.

But when she raised her head, she saw the traditional Chinese medicine put aside.

She was a little surprised.

Ye Lanfeng stood behind her at some point, reached out to hug her tightly, and said softly: "Xi Yao, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive about what happened yesterday, I'll listen to you and treat her well."

(End of this chapter)