He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

"When you were a student more than four years ago, did you go to the cloud desert?"

Jing Yu is not surprised at all that he knows what happened to him. After all, this man seems to know everything about her. Regardless of the size, the past or the present.

She only nodded indifferently, "That was the first internship in Besiyuan. The weather in the cloud desert is very bad, and the security is very poor. Most of the people who are willing to go are interns."

"Are you not afraid?"

"It's not that I'm not afraid." Jing Yu thought for a while, "something very dangerous happened at that time."

"At the time I was also on a mission in the cloud desert."

Jing Yu looked at him, fixed his handsome face for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I'm sure I haven't seen you."

She didn't remember herself, and Yu Zeyao was not angry, but patiently recalled her memories, "You were on the helicopter, and I got gunshot wounds on my shoulder and leg, and I almost fell into the quicksand. It was you who insisted on running from the helicopter. Come down and save me. Remember?"

Jing Yu still remembered the thrilling scene. There are militants in the cloud desert, and the medical team members are very cautious. Especially when he was still wearing a submachine gun at the time, everyone was worried about encountering terrorists and did not dare to act rashly. At that time, she insisted on taking people into the helicopter.

and so……

"You were the one who wore the mask and refused to take it off?"

Yu Zeyao lifted his shirt up and showed her the wound on his arm. Jing Yu's finger touched the wound lightly-his body was full of scars, large and small, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds, countless.

Jing Yu looked at the scars, remembered that **** and himself said that he had been living in a **** storm since he was 18 years old.

That is not an exaggeration.

She lifted her eyelids a little and looked up at him. Yu Zeyao saw the slight fluctuations in her piercing eyes, and he asked, "Are you sympathizing with me?"

"...Your encounter like this is worthy of sympathy, but I am not sympathetic." Jing Yu removed his finger from the wound on his arm.

He squinted, there was exploration in his eyes, and he seemed to have expectations, "If it's not sympathy, what is it?"

Jing Yu didn't take up his topic, but instead said angrily: "I was about to take off your mask at the time, and you almost cut off my hand. Your attitude towards the savior is really hard to agree with."

"To each other. Your attitude towards the savior is also a slap in the face."

"I finally know now, it turns out that we don't owe each other - I don't always have to feel strong guilt in front of you in the future, especially when I see the wound in your abdomen."

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Jing Yu went to the hospital to accompany Jing Rong to perform an operation.

Jing Chaochen was also arranged in this hospital, and Jing Yu was not surprised to see his father lying peacefully on the hospital bed. She doesn't actually know Yu Zeyao, but she always feels certain that this man will treat her father and her family well.

"Mr. Vice President!" When the attending doctor was dressed in a white robe and pushed out the door from the ward, he was particularly excited when he saw the man next to Jing Yu at the door, "You have come very well, there is good news to tell. you."

Yu Zeyao asked: "What good news?"

"Today we detected that Mr. Jing's condition has improved, and the caregiver clearly saw a slight movement of his fingers. If this development continues, Mr. Jing will wake up sooner or later."

This is excellent news.

Jing Yu was a little excited, "Is it true?"

When he was in Besiyuan, the doctors said that his condition was not good. She originally thought that her father would lie so unconsciously for a lifetime.

The attending doctor gave her a booster again, "Yes. Our entire team firmly believes that the day when Mr. Jing is completely awake is just around the corner!"

Jing Yu was so excited that his eyes were hot. When she got such good news, she subconsciously turned her face to look at the man next to her. She had a desire to share the best news with him and get the same delightful feedback from him. However, when she turned her head, she saw that the man was secretly speaking. Pensive, thoughtful.

Jing Yu glanced at him suspiciously, "What are you thinking about?"

Yu Zeyao seemed to return to his senses. Looking at Jing Yu, he replied, "It's nothing."

The voice is calm.

Jing Yu didn't see from his face the joyful expression she was supposed to do, and he was a little disappointed inexplicably. However, I felt that my disappointment was unreasonable. After all, it's not that people around you should be happy when you are happy.

She put away the expectation she had just now, pulled her lips, and said, "I'll go in and have a look. See you in Jingrong's ward later."

After she finished speaking, before Yu Zeyao could say anything, she opened the door of the ward and went in. However, after taking a step, Yu Zeyao's hand was dragged. She turned her head suspiciously, and saw Yu Zeyao looking at her with profound and complicated eyes, "I will accompany you in."

Jing Yu always felt that something was wrong with his mood.

She walked into the ward, and Yu Zeyao followed in. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, he just stood at the window not far away, and never said a word. Occasionally, Jing Yu would use his spare time to look at him. He seemed to be worried.

Jing Yu sat in his father's ward for a long time, then went to Jing Rong's place again.

Yu Zeyao was too busy and left before noon. Before leaving, Wen Yanzhi had repeatedly told Wen Yanzhi to send her away in person.

In the evening, Jing Yu took Wen Yanzhi's car back to the vice presidential palace.

She thanked Wen Yanzhi in the car. Wen Yanzhi was still responsible for the rhetoric. Jing Yu had a somewhat admiring look at Wen Yanzhi. At the beginning, he thought this man was unreliable. He also thought that Jing Rong's dealings with him would destroy Jing Rong. But now it seems that he is taking care of Jing Rong.

"You take care of Jing Rong more than my sister." Jing Yu sighed.

Wen Yanzhi drove the car, "I don't usually have anything to do. Jing Rong's kid is not a tortoise, he is very likable. Besides, I really don't count as taking care of him. I usually take care of everything."

Jing Yu said thank you again.

"Don't keep saying thank you. Jing Rong is Lao Yu's brother-in-law anyway, so I have to take good care of him."

The three words ‘little brother-in-law’ made Jing Yu embarrassed.

She thought for a while, and then said: "He and I have not yet...not reached that level."

"Brother-in-law" is really far from being counted.

Wen Yanzhi looked at her with a smirk, "Lao Yu turns out to be so bad? He looks very capable in ordinary days. How come you encounter you with such awkward hands and feet?"

I thought that such a sentence would make Jing Yu blush with jokes. Who would have thought that she actually asked, "Does he have a swift hand and foot to others on weekdays?"

Wen Yanzhi was taken aback when asked. He glanced sideways to see her, and then laughed.

"Are you jealous?"

Jing Yu: "...nothing."

She added another sentence: "Just ask casually. Just curious."

"Miss Jing, forgive me bluntly--" Wen Yanzhi Zhenger's Eight Classics, "The last words you made up are more like there is no silver here."

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