A tender CEO who loves his wife alone

Chapter 42: Running away This morning Ye Zi woke up from his sleep, and after breakfast, he received the paintbrush and paper sent by Yin Shixuan as he wished.She was sitting on the hospital bed holding the drawing board in her hand, leaning her chin on it and looking out of the window.

The weather has not been very good recently, it is raining continuously, and the leaves cannot withstand the baptism of the wind, and they are already piled up all over the ground.

She remembered the car accident that day again. The moment she was hit, her mind went blank, and her whole body was in pain, making her unable to move.

Ye Xin is right, "If a person has not experienced despair, he will never understand the joy when the dawn of hope comes."

At that time, she had only one belief, and that was to live.

She did it.

Luckily, Ye Zi captured the images that flashed through his mind, especially remembering Song Yiheng's campaign in A University a while ago, the last picture was Yu Meiren.

Ye Zi began to draw the outline of the poppies on the drawing paper, and gradually a flower could be seen taking shape.It is neither fresh nor vital, because it is a withered poppy.

Stretching upwards, one could vaguely see the outline of a human face. This time, Ye Zi was restless in his routine drawing. The model no longer stood rigidly, but lay on his side, and the slender legs that should have been hidden under the long skirt Down.

At first glance, there is nothing eye-catching about this design. This long skirt is not much different from ordinary long skirts. The only thing that stands out is the poppies on the chest that exudes the breath of death.

Ye Zi put down the pen and paper, lifted the quilt, and walked to the window to look into the distance to relax his eyes.

Is that person Yin Shixuan?Who is he talking to?

He has never seen the person in front of him now, and since that person's back is facing her, she can't see his face clearly.

"Ye Zi." Ye Zi was startled by the sudden voice, she subconsciously pulled the curtains tightly, and turned her head to see Song Yiheng standing at the door with a ruffian look.

"Why are you here?" Ye Zi didn't know that on the day of her car accident, Song Yiheng also stayed in the hospital all night.

"Is it wrong for me to care about my girlfriend?" He walked to the side sofa and sat down, and casually put the supplements he bought on the table.

Ye Zi slowly moved to the bedside, "Who is your girlfriend! Don't talk nonsense."

"Speaking so confidently, it seems that the body has recovered?" Song Yiheng looked at Ye Zi from beginning to end with a smile. "do you have……"

Song Yiheng swallowed the words again, opened the corner of his mouth and said to Ye Zi, "It's fine."

He casually got up and walked to her side, his eyes just fell on the painting, "Why, you want to participate in the Huajue Design Competition?"

"Ah."

"Is this your work?" Song Yiheng picked it up and took a look, the original smile froze on his lips, and he tightened his grip on the drawing board.

Not noticing the change in Song Yiheng's expression, Ye Zi continued to follow Song Yiheng's question. "This is the first draft, which is still being revised. Speaking of it, I have to thank you, the theme of your election that day..."

"I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Song Yiheng let go of his hand, and hit the drawing board on the bed. Ye Zi felt strange that he left the ward as if fleeing.

What's wrong?It was fine just now...

Ye Zi picked up the drawing board and lightly brushed the drawing with his fingers.

poppy……

She seemed to understand something suddenly, and she looked up at Song Yiheng's direction for a long time without moving her eyes away.

After leaving the ward, Song Yiheng leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

How long has it been since I felt that way, that heavy feeling of suffocation.Isn't that what he wants?Otherwise, it would not be used as the theme of the campaign.

He looked at the closed door, she must not know that poppy is the best theme among the ten themes.

Song Yiheng showed a wry smile, and left the hospital with his heavy body.