Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

Seeing that Zhou Jing was really drunk, Xu Jiayun didn't know how to refuse.

"it is good."

Hearing Xu Jiayun's agreement, Zhou Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This wine was not drunk in vain.

...

Xu Jiayun used the reserve card Zhou Jing gave her to open the electronic lock.

When I opened the door, the suite was filled with silence.

Xu Jiayun walked in and closed the door.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar.

Pei Sangyu should still be asleep.

Xu Jiayun glanced at the dining table.

All the medicines prescribed by the hospital are there.

Zhou Jing said that when he went downstairs, he had just given Pei Sangyu some antipyretic medicine.

After all, he is still sick, so Xu Jiayun must go and see him.

She pushed open the master bedroom door and walked in.

On the big bed, Pei Sangyu had his eyes closed and his face was pale, as if he had had a nightmare.

Xu Jiayun walked to the bedside and saw that his forehead was covered with sweat.

She took a few tissues to wipe him, then took his forehead temperature with her hand.

Not hot.

She withdrew her hand and was about to go out when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Don't go..."

Xu Jiayun turned around and found that Pei Sangyu's eyes were still closed, but he kept talking in his sleep.

She tried to pull her hand back, but after trying several times, Pei Sangyu was too strong and she couldn't break free.

At this time, Pei Sangyu was trapped in a nightmare.

In his dream, he saw a woman in a hospital gown.

The night was so dark, she stood on the edge of the cliff where the cold wind was howling, holding an urn in her hands.

When he saw this scene, his heart ached for no reason.

After walking a few steps forward, I was surprised to find that the woman was Xu Jiayun!

“Yunyun…”

Pei Sangyu called out to Xu Jiayun in his dream, but his voice in reality was hoarse and trembling.

Xu Jiayun frowned and looked at him.

It was the first time she saw Pei Sangyu like this.

He looked painful and frightened, with tears even streaming from the corners of his eyes.

She didn't know that Pei Sangyu was dreaming of their past lives at this moment.

In the dream, Xu Jiayun, holding the urn, was shot through the chest, and her skinny body fell off the cliff.

"No! Yunyun—no!"

Pei Sangyu suddenly opened his eyes, breathing rapidly and with a blank look in his eyes.

Only tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

Xu Jiayun was frightened by his appearance and frowned as she called out, "Pei Sangyu?"

Pei Sangyu was still in shock from the nightmare and couldn't recover.

Xu Jiayun stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

The wrist he held hurt a little.

He was trying so hard that he was shaking.

"Pei Sangyu!" Xu Jiayun called him again.

Pei Sangyu was stunned and suddenly came to his senses.

His pupils focused and he turned to look at Xu Jiayun.

When he saw Xu Jiayun's face, he woke up as if from a dream, shock flashed in his eyes, followed by ecstasy.

"Yun Yun!"

He suddenly sat up and hugged Xu Jiayun in his arms.

Feeling the body temperature of the person in his arms, Pei Sangyu's twitching heart slowly calmed down.

"Great, you're okay, you're okay..."

Xu Jiayun felt a little uncomfortable being held by him. She frowned and patted his shoulder: "Let me go first, you're strangling me."

Hearing this, Pei Sangyu hurriedly let go of her.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" He held Xu Jiayun's shoulders with both hands, repeatedly confirming that Xu Jiayun in front of him was alive.

She's not dead.

It's all just a dream.

It was just a false alarm!

"What could possibly happen to me?" Xu Jiayun thought he was delirious from the fever, and it was not good to argue with him at this time. He just sighed helplessly, "Your fever is caused by inflammation of your wound. Zhou Jing was drunk and couldn't take care of you, so I had to take his place."

Hearing this, Pei Sangyu was stunned for a moment, then pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly: "I'm fine, if you don't like taking care of me, you don't have to force yourself."

Xu Jiayun was a little surprised.

Pei Sangyu has become so easy to talk to again?

wrong……

Is Pei Sangyu okay again?

"Are you awake?"

Pei Sangyu raised his hand and pressed his throbbing temples. When he heard Xu Jiayun ask this, although he had no memory, he could guess that he must have had the disease again.

"My behavior after the attack was a bit extreme. If I made things difficult for you, I apologize."

Xu Jiayun sighed: "Forget it, you are sick, why should I bother with you."

She stood up and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"good."

"It's already two o'clock in the afternoon. Have you eaten yet?"

Pei Sangyu nodded.

This look is really pitiful.

"I'll call the hotel and ask them to prepare some light meals and send them up. You can eat and then take the medicine."

"Okay." Pei Sangyu cooperated very well.

Xu Jiayun felt that Pei Sangyu was actually okay when he was not sick.

At least, have some sense of propriety and self-awareness.

She called the food ordering hotline from her landline.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Jiayun looked at Pei Sangyu, who was sitting on the bed with a pale face and a dazed look, and always felt that he had lost a lot of weight overnight.

Thinking of what Nian Nian had just said about missing Pei Sangyu, she pursed her lips and said, "If you are in good spirits, you can give Nian Nian a call."

Pei Sangyu looked up at her with a dazed look in his eyes.

"I miss you every year." Xu Jiayun said.

Hearing this, Pei Sangyu's eyes lit up, "I'll fight right away."

Xu Jiayun was not interested in listening to the conversation between father and son, so he turned and left.

Pei Sangyu picked up his phone and called Chi Yu.

...

Pei Sangyu chatted with Nian Nian for a long time. When the hotel delivered the food and Xu Jiayun pushed the food cart in, Pei Sangyu was still chatting with Nian Nian.

She pushed the food to the bedside and reminded him indifferently, "It's time to eat."

Hearing this, Pei Sangyu nodded to her, and then said to Nian Nian on the other end of the phone: "Niannian, Dad will call you when he has time. Mom called Dad to eat."

Hearing this, Xu Jiayun glanced at him.

Did this man do it on purpose?

Deliberately creating the impression in front of Nian Nian that she cares about him?

Pei Sangyu hung up the phone, put it aside, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

"What are you doing?" Xu Jiayun put his hand on his shoulder, frowning and scolding, "Do you want the wound to open again?"

Pei Sangyu looked at her innocently, "How can I eat if I don't get out of bed?"

"Wait." Xu Jiayun said this with a cold face and turned to walk out.