After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"Zhizhi, did I...scare you?"

Ji Yixun raised his eyes to look at her, his voice hoarse.

He pursed his lips.

Sang Zhi lowered her eyelids, but the tip of her nose felt a little sour. She squeezed her eyes tightly and said in a deep voice, "Yixun, I...I may...can't..."

"Zhizhi, I suddenly remembered that I still had some documents to deal with. I forgot about it in the moment of urgency. You can sleep a little longer. It's my fault for disturbing you."

Ji Yixun suddenly interrupted her and looked at her with dark and deep eyes.

Before she could reply, Ji Yixun had already stood up and walked out, closing the door of the lounge.

Sang Zhi sat blankly on the edge of the bed, her palms slowly tightening.

She stared at the closed door of the lounge, her face a little pale.

She felt that Yixun seemed angry.

Is it possible...

Is Yixun unhappy because she pushed him away...?

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

She lay in the room for a while, but did not fall asleep again. She also got up and left the lounge.

Ji Yixun is indeed still working outside the house.

Sang Zhi just stood at the door, looking at him quietly.

I wonder if Ji Yixun was deliberately "unwilling" to look back. He kept pretending that he didn't know he was behind her.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Sangzhi thought so.

During these days of getting along, she might indeed be attracted to...Zhuo Yijin.

But it hasn't reached the point of really giving up Ji Yixun for Zhuo Yijing.

And... Zhuo Yijing just fell in love with her.

Do you like it, find it fun, or love it?

If Zhuo Yi loves her.

She doesn't believe it.

and.

She really followed Zhuo Yijing. Who can guarantee that Zhuo Yijing will not "fall in love" with other women in the future.

Today, Zhuo Yijing can fall in love with her.

tomorrow.

Zhuo Yijing will fall in love with other women.

Sangzhi tugged his lips and smiled to himself.

She turned around slowly, closed the door gently, leaned her back against the door, and her eyes were sore.

If Yixun found out, he would be sad, right?Will she be sad and hate her?

He was alone now and needed her by his side the most.

How could she "betray" him?

Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly, the emotions in her eyes becoming more and more complicated.

……

It was already dawn when Sang Zhi woke up again. As soon as she opened the door of the lounge, she saw Ji Yixun curled up on the sofa. The sofa was a bit narrow. He was sleeping on the sofa and looked very cramped.

Ji Yixun didn't even have a coat on him, and the air conditioner was always on.

Sang Zhi walked towards him carefully holding her coat, and saw that his eyebrows were furrowed and he was sleeping uneasily.

Sang Zhi covered him and was stunned for a moment when she touched his hand.

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly and she quickly put the back of her hand on his forehead.

The scalding temperature came, and Sang Zhi's face turned even more ugly.

"Yixun, wake up... you have a fever."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, reaching out to gently push Ji Yixun's shoulder.

Ji Yixun frowned and answered in a daze.

"Yixun, wait for me and I'll buy you medicine."

Sangzhi came close to him and whispered in his ear.

"Zhizhi..."

"I'm here."

Sangzhi held his hand.

"Don't go...don't leave me..." Ji Yixun slowly opened his eyes and murmured in a low voice, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Don't go."

Ji Yixun's voice was extremely hoarse.

He looked at her quietly, put his hand around her neck, and pressed her face against his chest.

"Yixun..."

Sang Zhi frowned slightly.

"Zhizhi, did you hear that? How fast your heart is beating..."

"Zhizhi, don't leave me, don't go anywhere, I don't want to be alone, I don't want you to go."

Ji Yixun's big palm covered her cochlea, and his rough fingertips gently rubbed her earlobe.

"Zhizhi, you are the only one I have. You said you would never leave me..."

"Yixun, what's wrong with you? You have a fever and you are talking nonsense. How could I leave you?" Sang Zhi reached out and touched his messy, soft short hair.

"I just went to buy you medicine, you have a fever."

"Zhizhi, don't go." Ji Yixun whispered, holding her tightly in his arms.

"I'm afraid that if you leave, you won't come back again..."

Ji Yixun murmured to himself.

"..."

Sangzhi pursed her lips and did not respond.

Does Yixun know something?

It seems that since that time in the middle of the night, Yixun has become different.

after awhile.

Ji Yixun fell asleep again.

Sang Zhi carried Ji Yixun to the lounge.

She picked up her phone and called Gu Nan.

Gu Nan quickly brought the medicine.

"Why did Mr. Ji suddenly have a fever?"

Gu Nan frowned and his eyes fell on Ji Yixun on the bed in the lounge.

"The air conditioner in the office was turned on too low last night. He was lying on the sofa with nothing covering him. He must have caught a cold."

Sang Zhi whispered, taking the medicine from Gu Nan's hand.

"Miss Sang..."

Gu Nan raised his eyes to look at her, and slowly tightened his palms.

"Did you listen to what I told you that day?"

Sang Zhi paused, but continued walking to the water dispenser as if he hadn't heard.

"Ji always loves you. It's not easy for him to get to where he is today. Miss Sang should not let him down. In those years, you were his only belief in living. It was because of you that he was willing to live. In order to see you, He just did leg rehabilitation..."

"I know." Sang Zhi clenched the medicine in his hand.

"Gu Nan. I will not leave Yixun...nor will I be with...that person."

Sangzhi whispered.

"When Ji Yixun still needs me, I will never leave him. Don't worry. From the moment he comes back, he will also be the person closest to me."

Sang Zhi smiled, his eyes misty.

"..."

Gu Nan was silent for a while, frowning.

After Gu Nan left, Sang Zhi called Ji Yixun up and gave him medicine.

She did not leave, but kept sitting beside the bed in the lounge with him.

After a long time.

She closed the door of the lounge, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up her cell phone and called Zhuo Yijing.

When the call was connected, she heard Zhuo Yijing smile, his voice was low and cold, but there was also a sense of certainty.

"Have you figured it out?"

Sangzhi was silent for a while and tightened his palms.

"I've figured it out."

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and smiled, but it was very bitter.

"I will not be with Yixun. I will separate from him."

Sang Zhi whispered, her eyes slightly red.

Zhuo Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said in a brisk tone: "Just think about it clearly. Where are you now? I'll go find you?"

"No need."

Sangzhi took a breath, his voice hoarse.

"Please ask someone to send my family's household registration book to Rosel. Or I can ask my friend to go to your company to get it. If that doesn't work, you can express it and return it directly to my aunt."

Sang Zhi kept saying honorifics one after another, as if he was determined to completely cut off the relationship with him.

"Sangzhi, what do you mean?"

Zhuo Yijing frowned and his voice was low.

"Even if I separate from him, it's impossible for me to be with you. I won't be with you."

Sangzhi clenched his palms and said in a deep voice.

"I have thought very clearly. I don't want anyone, and I can't afford anyone."

After finishing speaking, before Zhuo Yijing could speak again, Sang Zhi hung up the phone, deleted the newly added WeChat account of Zhuo Yijing again, and blocked his phone number.

Sang Zhi held the phone tightly, bit her lower lip, and smiled stiffly.

……