After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Zhou Yu clearly saw Fang Yan's flushed cheeks tense suddenly, and his shy and evasive expression froze on his face. Zhou Yu didn't look at Fang Yan's mobile phone screen, but asked him directly: "What's wrong? Who is calling?" Telephone?"

Fang Yan said softly: "Qiao Di."

Zhou Yu hurriedly asked: "Which Qiao Di? You mean..."

Fang Yan pressed the listen button: "Hello."

A young man's voice came from over there: "Fang Yan, I'm Qiao Di, do you remember me?"

"Remember, why did you call me at night?"

"I'm sorry, I just got off the plane too, so I'm so excited," Qiao Zhai said with a "hehe" laugh, "My mother recently urged me to get married and cut off all my sources of income, but I still want to Two more years of freedom, so... can you take me in for a few days? I'll have a rough time with her."

Fang Yan asked: "Where are you now?"

"It's in China, as long as you agree, I'll take a taxi here." Qiao Zhai replied.

Fang Yan raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yu: "Wait a minute, I'll ask my boyfriend."

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fang Yan stared straight at him: "Qiao Zhai is a friend I met when I was in the United States for medical treatment. He said he wanted to come to my house for a few days."

Zhou Yu agreed without thinking, "As long as it's your friend."

"Do you still have money to buy a ticket?" Fang Yan pursed his lips and continued to ask Qiao Zhai.

"Yes, yes, I love you so much, Fang Xiaoyan!" Qiao Zhai was overjoyed, and suddenly thought of something, "Wait, when did you have a boyfriend? I thought you were frigid!"

"I handed it in when I returned to my country. I'll send you a location now. If nothing happens, I'll hang up."

Fang Yan has mixed feelings in his heart, this dude doesn't know that his name is about to trigger a war of trust between lovers, so he's still gossiping here.

"Okay, thank you for saving my dog's life, see you later!"

"I'm almost confused," Zhou Yu rubbed his dizzy head again, "Yanyan, you're not Qiao Di, why did you tell me this name?"

Fang Yan put down his phone, frowned and said, "The person you met two years ago was not me."

"How is it possible, I won't admit the wrong person." Zhou Yu also frowned.

"But I don't remember meeting you in the United States at all. I've known you since high school. How could I not recognize you face to face?" Fang Yan was extremely confused.

Zhou Yu was also very puzzled: "So, you haven't been to Axo Hospital?!"

"In my impression, no, Qiao Zhai often worked there as a nurse," Fang Yan thought carefully, "You said you saw me here, when? What happened?"

Zhou Yu said: "That was a spring two years ago..."

Zhou Yu took Zhou's father across the ocean to seek medical treatment. On that day, he was pushing Zhou's father in a wheelchair out of the elevator, and rushed into the panicked crowd.

"Someone is making trouble!"

"Oh my God, that man hacked the doctor!"

"There's blood all over the place, God forbid, it's best nothing major happens."

When the last person squeezed into the elevator, through the colorful heads, Zhou Yu saw that the murderer they were talking about was rushing towards the elevator door with a scalpel. Everyone around was screaming in fear. Fortunately, the elevator door was ahead of the murderer. After closing it firmly for a moment, the scalpel scratched harshly on the glass door: "Grattling——"

The elevator descended, carrying a car full of panicked people to the next floor.

Zhou Yu appeased Zhou's father for a while, then pushed him out of the elevator. The security personnel had already surrounded the first floor with batons, but it was obviously unnecessary.

The hospital is designed in a circular shape, with transparent glass as the fence. Zhou Yu can be seen at a glance. A black-haired young man wearing a mask snatched the scalpel from the murderer's hand and threw it away, kicking him to the ground. .

The murderer with a strong figure couldn't get up for a while, and the black-haired young man seemed to be unable to stand still, and stepped back a few steps, which made the onlookers tremble with fear.

The murderer roared, got up and rushed towards the young man like a bull. Although the young man himself was tall and slender, the size of the two sides seemed to be too different. Unexpectedly, the young man seemed to have learned the art of grappling. It fell down.

The security personnel swarmed up to subdue the assailant, and the crowd burst into cheers.

The young man swayed slightly, raised one hand to hold his forehead, and seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure downstairs from the corner of his eye, and was surrounded by security personnel who came up.

Zhou Yu had only seen his slender back all the time, but when he finally turned his face, he saw the young man's beautiful black eyes and astonishingly long eyelashes—unfortunately, they were blocked in the next second.

A young man with blue-black hair dyed his head yelled and rushed over to help the crumbling young man: "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

The young man shook his head: "It's okay, hypoglycemia has occurred."

Like the others, Zhou's father said in amazement: "It seems that he is an Asian boy. His fist and kick skills are really beautiful."

I thought that would be the end of it, but when I passed by the infusion room, Zhou Yu and the young man had another glimpse.

The nurse pushed open the door of the infusion room with two bags of medicinal liquid, and there were a black-haired young man and his friend sitting inside. The young man's upper half of his face was as white as porcelain, his eyelashes drooped, and he showed a somewhat fragile expression. Very beautiful and fragile, not at all like the majestic look when he just beat someone up.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but have an impression of this handsome young man with strong contrasts, and felt that the pair of eyebrows and eyes he showed were familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen them.

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"It turned out to be that time." Fang Yan opened his eyes wide.

That's why Zhou Yu described him as a "grumpy and pretty baby". Fortunately, he thought Zhou Yu had admitted the wrong person. He did occasionally go to the hospital to find Qiao Zhai. It was nothing important, so he completely forgot about it.

Fang Yan's cheeks started to feel hot again.

"I'm also very surprised. After all, our Yanyan looks gentle and gentle. I didn't expect to practice quite well in grappling and fighting." Zhou Yu looked at him with a smile.

"I can't help it...Fang Zhiwei might go crazy one day, I have to have the ability to protect myself, I can't just sit and wait..." When Fang Yan talked about this, he found that he didn't seem to be that difficult to speak.

Zhou Yu took his warm and cool hand and covered it with distress: "It's been so hard for you for so many years."

Fang Yan looked down at the two clasped hands: "It's okay, it's all over."

"Are you still practicing?" Zhou Yu asked.

Fang Yan shook his head: "When the condition worsens, I won't be able to exercise vigorously, and my heart will feel very uncomfortable."

Zhou Yu squeezed his fingers and palm lovingly: "Don't worry, it will be fine, and you can do whatever you want when the time comes."

Fang Yan nodded sullenly, then suddenly remembered: "Wait, there is another question, when did I lie to you that my name is Qiao Di?"

It just so happened that the bell rang at this moment, and Qiao Zhai called again: "Fang Yan, I'm at the south gate, come and pick me up."

So Fang Yan and Zhou Yu went to pick him up, and Qiao Zhai kept pestering Fang Yan on the phone to describe his thrilling escape route, without giving Zhou Yu a chance to explain.

Zhou Yu saw a group of fluorescent powder that was particularly eye-catching under the illumination of street lamps from a long distance away, and when he took a closer look, it was the color of his hair.

Fang Yan was confused for a long time to identify: "...that person should be Qiao Zhai, right?"

"Your friend has quite a personality." Zhou Yu laughed.

When the fluorescent powder saw them, they immediately waved happily: "Here, here!"

Fang Yan asked him: "Why did you think of dyeing this hair color?"

Qiao Zhai flicked his bangs: "Isn't it pretty?"

Fang Yan: "..."

Qiao Zhai obviously didn't pay attention to his indescribable expression, and turned to greet Zhou Yu: "Hello, Fang Yan, his boyfriend—"

Zhou Yu smiled at him politely.

Qiao Di's voice suddenly disappeared, and it took a long time before he said in shock: "Fuck, why is it you!"

The author has something to say: the short author is lying flat and pounding...

And, the text really really really has no knives, and no glass shards! (By the way, as a preview, this article is not long, and it will be over at most [-] to [-] words)

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