You chased me back

Ning Xiancheng woke up from the dream in a daze, his throat was a little dry, so he habitually turned around to search for Zhang Jian.Sure enough, Zhang Jian was sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, staring at the ring on her hand in a daze.

Ning Xiancheng discovered that Zhang Jian has been distracted since he came back from home, and sometimes he couldn't hear him calling several times.

"Zhang Jian, pour me a glass of water." Ning Xiancheng said hoarsely, but Zhang Jian was indifferent.

"Zhang Jian?" Ning Xiancheng had no choice but to yell again, only then did Zhang Jian come back to his senses, and said:

"Well, are you awake?"

"What are you thinking about? I'm so thirsty, pour me a glass of water." Ning Xiancheng complained with a smile.When Zhang Jian turned to pour water, Ning Xiancheng's smile dimmed unbearably, he could feel that Zhang Jian's heart was not on him.

Today is Saturday, after breakfast, Zhang Jian can accompany Ning Xiancheng for the examination.Although he pushed Xiang Huailin away that day, Xiang Huailin did not withdraw the team of physicians from the Xiang family, and Dr. Wang was still treating Ning Xiancheng with dedication.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jian felt uncomfortable again, and Xiang Huailin's last face full of tears kept circling in his mind.Don't tell me, Xiao Linzi...is so beautiful when he cries.

What has Xiang Huailin been up to lately?Did you have a good meal?Who is around to take care of him?If I'm not here, will I go home on time at night?Ever hang out with people?

Ning Xiancheng saw Zhang Jian's slender fingers unconsciously rubbing the ring on his ring finger, and faintly despaired in his heart.It turned out that he was the one who won the heart of others.

In the past two days, Ning Xiancheng has recovered a lot, and the sequelae of the concussion are no longer so serious, but the internal organs are damaged and need to continue to be observed and recuperated.After doing the inspection.Ning Xiancheng took Zhang Jian's hand and complained:

"The food in the hospital is really unpalatable."

Looking at Ning Xiancheng's childish face, Zhang Jian couldn't help laughing, and said:

"Then what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Really? Really do it for me?" Ning Xiancheng suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhang Jian with bright eyes.

"Of course it's true, don't you just wait for my words."

Ning Xiancheng chuckled twice, then leaned into Zhang Jian's arms and acted like a baby:

"I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, you can cook whatever you want, I like everything you cook." Zhang Jian avoided without a trace.

"Okay, then I'll go back and do it now, and I'll bring it to you at noon." Zhang Jian helped him up, poured another glass of water and put it within his reach, picked up the car keys and walked out of the ward.

After leaving Xiang Huailin's house, Zhang Jian lived in the apartment allocated to him by the original company.Ning Xiancheng offered to let Zhang Jian live in his home, but Zhang Jian refused after being silent for a while.Of course he could see the disappointment in Ning Xiancheng's eyes that couldn't be hidden, but he didn't know why, he always felt that if he did that, it would be like violating something.

At noon, Zhang Jian packed the prepared dishes into a lunch box and carried them to the hospital.Ning Xiancheng watched Zhang Jian arrange five or six lunch boxes on the table with full expectation, and kept admiring him.But when he saw the dishes, the smile immediately froze on his face.

Fried shrimp balls, shredded ginger in homemade tofu, creamy seafood soup... These are obviously not my taste.So who likes these dishes?The answer is self-evident.

Seeing Ning Xiancheng's stiff expression, Zhang Jian was startled.

Ning Xiancheng is allergic to prawns, and hates ginger the most...and himself, his mind is full of Xiang Huailin.

Facing a table of dishes, the two fell into an awkward and weird atmosphere.Soon, Ning Xiancheng forced a smile and said, "It's okay." Then he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat calmly.No one spoke again.

To be honest, Zhang Jian is quite uncomfortable now.After all, he and Xiang Huailin have been together for five years. He doesn't know how much emotion is involved in it, but he knows what a habit is.

Zhang Jian has a worry-loving personality, while Xiang Huailin is originally a young master who is powerful in the mall and has almost zero self-care ability at home.After being with Zhang Jian, she degenerated to the point where she couldn't even find a supermarket outside the house.Zhang Jian would even hang up what clothes he should wear the next day in the cloakroom for him in advance.

Sometimes when Xiang Huailin was busy with a case, he wished that the three meals could be combined into one, so Zhang Jian had to worry about whether the second young master Xiang didn't eat on time again.

Now... Even if they are separated, it has become Zhang Jian's habit to think about these trivial things all the time.It's just that it's been almost two weeks, and Xiang Huailin hasn't contacted him again.

The fear and panic that swallowed everything when he saw the accident in Ning Xiancheng is still fresh in his memory.So when Ning Xiancheng asked him to stay, he agreed without hesitation.

Is it really because he still loves Ning Xiancheng?But why, he wants to see Xiang Huailin so much now?

After having dinner with Ning Xiancheng, Zhang Jian drove to the apartment where he and Xiang Huailin used to live, and was familiar with the road.Still have to apologize?

Standing in the elevator, Zhang Jian was still thinking about what to say when she saw Xiang Huailin.Apologies in advance...?Or act more natural?Like old friends.

Facts have proved that Zhang Jian is completely overthinking.

Zhang Jian naturally took out the key and opened the door, only the darkness of the room and the chilly air greeted him.

Zhang Jian turned on the light, and the house was neatly tidied up by the part-time workers, which even made Zhang Jian feel a little strange, obviously no one lived in it for a while.

Zhang Jian suddenly remembered that once in the past, he wanted to hire a housekeeper for an hour, and said to Huailin, why is the house so tidy? .At that time, he only thought that he was talking nonsense to Huailin, but now he understands a little bit.

Walking around the room, um, everything is there except Xiang Huailin.

The cold air made Zhang Jian wake up a lot.He laughed at himself, what kind of nerve did he get, and he ran back as soon as his brain got hot.

Zhang Jian turned around pretending to be calm, and strode downstairs, even forgetting that there was an elevator to take.

He walked downstairs in one breath, and stuffed the two large bags of vegetable snacks he just bought from the supermarket into the trash can.Zhang Jianhong stared blankly at the innocently spoiled ingredients for a moment, then rubbed the space between her brows in frustration.

What are you doing?At the beginning, Xiang Huailin cried so hard and begged himself to stay, and he was so determined that he didn't look back, but now he didn't know what it meant to run back?

Zhang Jian took a deep breath and turned to leave, but was stunned in place as if struck by lightning for a moment.Well, the Grand Cherokee behind him, with a pale face as if looking at him with a smile, isn't Xiang Huailin.

Zhang Jian was startled inexplicably, and panicked for some reason.

Compared with Zhang Jian's bewilderment, Xiang Huailin was much calmer. He pushed open the car door and walked in front of Zhang Jian. His voice was as cynical as ever, but his eyes were so cold that Zhang Jian wondered if he was the same person from before.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, I really didn't expect to meet you here again. I walked in a hurry that day, and something was left behind?" Of course Zhang Jian could hear the ridicule in Huailin's words. It's normal. Hate it?If Xiang Huailin can still talk and laugh with him like a normal person after being treated so unfeelingly, then Xiang Er Shao really belongs to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Zhang Jian moved her lips, but found that she couldn't make up any suitable reason, so she simply told the truth:

"I... come to cook for you..."

Xiang Huailin interrupted him with a sneer, glanced contemptuously at the trash can behind Zhang Jian, and mocked:

"Isn't it? It's all in the trash can."

Zhang Jian felt very uncomfortable but had no choice but to remain silent.

Xiang Huailin didn't seem to bother talking nonsense to him anymore, twitching the corners of his mouth with a sneer, and brushed past Zhang Jian.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Jian heard Xiang Huailin's strange and cold voice behind him:

"Zhang Jian, if you want to get out, just be quick, I don't care about you enough to let you spoil it back and forth."

Until the sound of Xiang Huailin's footsteps disappeared behind Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian was still in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

It hurts, that word.

However, Xiang Huailin's words made him sober up a lot in an instant, five years... He has been hiding in the gentle village Xiang Huailin gave him for five years, and now the person who hurt him is back, It's time for him to leave.

But I feel really reluctant.

Naturally, he couldn't see Xiang Huailin biting his bleeding lips and trembling hands in his trouser pockets.

Standing upstairs, Xiang Huailin watched Zhang Jian go away in a dusty manner, feeling desolate in his heart.

However, he found that an important document was missing and wanted to go back to look for it, but saw Zhang Jian going upstairs with large and small bags of ingredients.Xiang Huailin's heart skipped a beat.

It was getting dark at dusk, and in a trance, Xiang Huailin even thought that everything that happened in the past two days was just a nightmare... But Zhang Jian never left.He watched the upstairs window that belonged to him and Zhang Jian light up, and his eyes turned red for a moment.

Xiang Huailin knew that he was quite spineless like this, but who cares.He told himself in his heart, turn back... As long as Zhang Jian turns back now, he will forgive him.

However, in the end, Xiang Huailin seemed to see that what Zhang Jian threw away was not two bags of ingredients, but his heart full of holes.

Let you not give up, let you be passionate, do you think he can change his mind?If he turns around, will you really go with him?Xiang Huailin, you **** are still not cheap enough.

Tsk, I really underestimated him, Zhang Jian, and even stabbed himself before leaving.