sweet wife unattainable

Chapter 361 Recovery (2 more)
Second day.

When Mu Ziyin woke up, it was already morning.

The room was empty, only myself, Fang Jiayi was not there.

He supported his head and recalled what happened last night. Last night...the two of them seemed to kiss, and he bit her collarbone...

Getting out of bed, I saw myself in the mirror on the right, with disheveled hair and a fever-reducing patch on my forehead, looking a bit silly.

This anti-fever sticker, she should have posted it for him, right?

Thinking of this, his heart felt warm, and even the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

Just as he was in a trance, the door behind him was pushed open, Mu Ziyin turned his head, and Fang Jiayi walked in with a bag of medicine.

Seeing him staring at him stupidly, Fang Jiayi smiled, walked over, and touched his forehead, "The fever hasn't gone away."

Her tone was natural, as if the two had returned to the time when they fell in love in college, and she cared for him meticulously.

Mu Ziyin stared at her for a long time, then nodded slightly, "Yes, it seems that the fever hasn't subsided yet."

"These medicines are for you. The dosage is written on them. Remember to read them when you take them." A bag of medicines came to him.

Mu Ziyin came back to his senses and took a look at her neck, as if he wanted to confirm whether the scene last night was true.

Fang Jiayi felt his sight, blushed slightly, raised his hand, and pulled the collar of his shirt to block the few hickeys he planted, "What are you looking at? Take the medicine."

Mu Ziyin grinned silently and took the medicine.

"There are new toothbrushes and face towels in the bathroom, go and wash up." Then he turned and left the bedroom.

Mu Ziyin went into the bathroom and looked at the bottles and cans in front of the washstand. These were Fang Jiayi's skin care products, and they were all brands she used to when she was in college. Picking up one of the cans, his eyes were deep and in a trance.

He really missed the beauty of that time.

It's just that no matter how hard he tries, he can't go back to that time...

*
Ten minutes later, Mu Ziyin came out of the bathroom and took away the medicine that Fang Jiayi had left for him. Maybe after today, they will part ways again.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he had a sad expression on his face.

I thought that Fang Jiayi had already left, but he didn't.

Behind the door, the sunny Fang Jiayi, with a graceful figure and wearing a white apron, was cooking in front of the high counter in the kitchen, holding a spatula in her slender hand, constantly stirring in the frying pan.

The sun slanted down on her face, which was fair and delicate, reflecting a tenderness that could drown people.

Mu Ziyin stared at her in a daze, his heart fluttered for a long time...

"You can't take your medicine on an empty stomach. Don't take your medicines yet. You're taking your medicine after breakfast." She raised her head and squinted her eyes.

Mu Ziyin stood where he was, holding the medicine in his hand, staring at her intently, without any reaction.

Fang Jiayi thought he didn't want to stay, so he sighed, "Okay, if you don't want to stay for breakfast, just drink a glass of warm water, I'll put it on the table for you, you can go after drinking."

Mu Ziyin resisted the urge to rush over to hug her, and shook his head, "No, I just want to thank you."

Fang Jiayi was stunned, and smiled, "It's okay, you helped me out once at the hot pot restaurant last night, sit down, I rarely cook breakfast, and I did your share, so you stay Let's eat."

"Okay." He sat down on the dining table, and his eyes followed her movements closely, without moving away for half a second.

Fang Jiayi manipulated the spatula and took the fried eggs out of the pan, his face was a little red.

A series of light and delicious side dishes were placed on the table, and the last thing served was a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which was placed in front of Mu Ziyin, exuding a tempting aroma.

Fang Jiayi put a spoon in it and said with a smile, "You can eat it."

Mu Ziyin looked up at her.

The eyes of the two were quietly twisted together again, and neither of them spoke.

Fang Jiayi burned his ears when he saw it, and looked away uncomfortably, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want parsley?"

He shook his head and pulled the corner of his lower lip, "No, you can eat like this."

He picked up the spoon and ate quietly.

Seeing that he finally ate, Fang Jiayi felt much better, so he put some fried eggs into his bowl, "Don't just eat the porridge, but also order dishes."

"Yeah." He responded softly, and ate the food she picked up.

After eating about half a bowl, Mu Ziyin put down the spoon.

Fang Jiayi immediately asked worriedly: "Is your appetite not good?"

"A bit."

"You still have a little fever now, so it's normal that you can't eat, but if you can eat it, eat it, so that the disease will heal faster."

"Yeah." He nodded, but he didn't have the desire to pick up the spoon.

"Then you can drink more water."

He still nodded.

Fang Jiayi looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking, took the bag given to him, and took out the waist box inside, "Do you know how to take these medicines? This box is antibiotics, just take two. These are for clearing away heat and detoxifying, take three pills for this box, and a small can for this one..."

After finishing speaking, she looked at him and saw that he was still calm, and suddenly felt sad in her heart.

He had never been so indifferent to her before.

A huge sense of loss filled her chest.She stared at his face, looked at it, and lowered her eyes, looking very disappointed.

The room suddenly fell silent.

After Fang Jiayi said those words, he felt as if he had nothing else to say. After leaving this house today, maybe they will be the same as before again. They will not see each other for half a year until... they forget each other...

Thinking of this, I became sad in my heart. Maybe she used to do something wrong. She always pushed him away who liked her mercilessly. Now, seeing Lin Xiaoxiao by his side, she even blessed her I can't even say it.

She took a deep breath, tried not to look so sad, tried to maintain a smile on her face, and said with a smile: "Then... you can eat here, I'm going to work first, and I don't need to clean up after eating , I’m packing up when I come back.”

Hearing this, Mu Ziyin suddenly looked up at her. Although his head was burning and dizzy, he clearly felt the reluctance and pain in his heart. After struggling for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Can you take me home?"

Fang Jiayi clenched the cup in his hand, looked at him silently, and nodded after a while.

In fact, I didn't want to go, because I was afraid that there was a woman named Lin Xiaoxiao living in his house, but seeing his pale appearance, she couldn't refuse.

*
Fang Jiayi drove around half of the capital, and sent Mu Ziyin back to his villa in the East District.

The closer to the villa, Fang Jiayi's eyes became more sad, and gradually, his nose became a little sore.

Even, she hoped that this section of the road would never end, just go on like this...

The villa in the east of the city always arrives.

Fang Jiayi parked the car and turned his head. Mu Ziyin was staring at her without blinking.

She leaned over to help him unbuckle his seat belt, and said softly, "You're here."

I don't know if it was Mu Ziyin's illusion, but he actually felt that at this moment, her eyes were full of reluctance and loss.

Why should she be sad?

He is the one who has been constantly abandoned, isn't he?

Opening the car door for him, she looked towards him, looked at him with crooked eyes for the last time, and pretended to be relaxed and natural, "Go back and have a good rest, goodbye."

Mu Ziyin wanted to raise his hand to touch her head, but just as he stretched out his hand, Fang Jiayi walked away.

Mu Ziyin's hands were frozen in mid-air, he gave a wry smile, and slowly got out of her car, his face pale.

Fang Jiayi smiled at him, "Go back quickly and keep warm. If the fever persists tonight, go to the hospital."

She stood in front of him, Mu Ziyin suddenly had an urge to hug her, hugged her tightly, and then asked her, would you come back to me?

But in the end, nothing was done.

He took the medicine and walked forward little by little, Fang Jiayi behind him looked at him, his eyes became more and more blurred, until he completely disappeared in front of the gate, he took a deep breath, turned and got into the car.

*
Fang Jiayi returned to the hospital and started working all day, but he was always a little absent-minded. Sometimes, he couldn't help but think of Mu Ziyin's pale but handsome face in his mind. Call and ask?

Taking out his phone, he turned to Mu Ziyin's name, only to realize that his number was empty a few months ago.

Fang Jiayi sighed and put down the phone.

　Gao Tian is behind
　　
　
(End of this chapter)