Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Zhai Sicheng thought about it and asked softly, "Fanfan, did Fu Zechuan do something to hurt you again?"

Ji Fanfan whispered sadly: "Don't mention it again."

Zhai Sicheng held his hand and comforted him softly, "It's okay not to mention it, but you can't punish yourself for his mistakes, understand?"

"I don't want to be like this either, but..." Ji Fanfan bit his pale lips fiercely, crying intermittently, "My heart hurts so much, really, it hurts so much..."

His painful look made Zhai Sicheng very uncomfortable, but all he could do was touch his head to comfort him, giving him warmth and the courage to continue living, "It's okay, I will be with you."

When Yang Chao came to visit Ji Fanfan, he was already so tired that he fell asleep. Ji Fanfan slept very restlessly, with his brows twisted together. Even after two days of recuperation in the hospital, the sickness on his face was still so obvious.

Yang Chao gently put the fruit on the table, and asked in a low voice, "How is Fanfan? Do you want to contact his family?"

Zhai Sicheng shook his head with a headache, "He woke up once today, but I think his condition is still very bad. Wait until he gets better, and then inform his family."

Yang Chao thought it made sense, and asked another question, "What's wrong with him?"

Zhai Sicheng didn't want others to discuss too much about Ji Fanfan, so he just said flatly, "I don't know."

Yang Chao looked at Ji Fanfan, and then at Zhai Sicheng who looked concerned. His brain has always been very insensitive to emotional matters, and he didn't know what to do, so he simply sat with Ji Fanfan and sent a message. The message told Zhao Fengying that Ji Fanfan was out of danger, and told her not to worry.

It was already noon when Ji Fanfan woke up again, and Yang Chao was sleeping soundly on the table at that time.

Ji Fanfan sat up and looked at him for a while, then got out of the hospital bed lightly, trying not to make any noise so as not to wake him up, and then left the ward.

When Zhai Sicheng got hot water and went back to the ward, he was stunned when he saw the empty hospital bed, while Yang Chao was still sleeping soundly beside him.

He walked quickly to the side with a sullen face, unceremoniously pushed Yang Chao, who was still immersed in his dream, to wake up, and yelled at him regardless of etiquette: "Where's the person?!"

Yang Chao looked at the angry and anxious Zhai Sicheng with a confused face, then looked at the empty bed, and immediately realized, "Where's Fanfan!"

Zhai Sicheng looked at him reproachfully, "I'll just go out for a while, and the person will disappear!"

Yang Chao couldn't argue, "I" couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, and finally stomped, "I'll look for it right away!"

When Ji Fanfan was walking back with the medical records and the discharge form, he happened to see Yang Chao at the end of the corridor who was grabbing someone and asking questions. He called out, "Brother."

Yang Chao turned his head immediately, and ran to his side like a motor, "Why did you come out suddenly? You didn't wake me up, it almost drove me to death."

Ji Fanfan smiled, "I'm sorry, I didn't dare to disturb you since you were sound asleep."

Yang Chao grabbed his arm and led him to the ward, asking as he walked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to go through the discharge procedures."

"Discharged? Now?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes and nodded, "Well, I want to go home."

Yang Chao was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and looked at him with a confused face, "There is no need to be so anxious, do you need to observe for another two days?"

Ji Fanfan shook his head, "I'm fine."

Yang Chao is not a person who can persuade others. Since Ji Fanfan insisted on leaving the hospital, he didn't say anything more, scratched his head, and followed Ji Fanfan back to sort things out.

When Zhai Sicheng returned to the ward, Ji Fanfan had already changed out of his hospital gown and was about to go home.

Ji Fanfan raised his head and showed him a friendly smile, and whispered softly, "Brother Sicheng, thank you for taking care of me these two days."

Zhai Sicheng watched him frown tightly, and became even more worried about Ji Fanfan's seemingly normal reaction. He still remembered Ji Fanfan's painful expression when he just woke up. How could people change so quickly? ?

He looked at Ji Fanfan worriedly, "Yang Chao told me that you are going to be discharged from the hospital, so where are you going after you are discharged from the hospital?"

Ji Fanfan answered him with a smile, "Where else can I go? Of course it's home, where I used to live."

Zhai Sicheng looked at his apparently lifeless eyes, and a deep line formed between his brows, "Your physical condition is still too bad, you—"

Ji Fanfan rarely interrupted him, "I'm fine." He continued calmly, "Brother Sicheng, I want to go back."

Zhai Sicheng looked at him for a while, then turned his head and sighed, compromised: "Okay... I'll take you back."

On the way back, Ji Fanfan just looked out the window quietly without saying a word.

Yang Chao felt that the atmosphere was weird, but he didn't dare to speak, so the whole carriage was too quiet.

When they arrived at Tongzilou, Ji Fanfan got out of the car and said goodbye to them. His voice was light, without any real emotion, "I'll just go up by myself. When I see you next time, I will definitely treat you to something delicious."

Yang Chao smiled stupidly, and said "OK", but Zhai Sicheng didn't have the slightest happy expression, just looked at him fixedly.

When Ji Fanfan walked up the first step with a smile, Zhai Sicheng suddenly spoke. His voice was muffled and sounded a little angry, "Ji Fanfan! Don't you have anything to say?"

Ji Fanfan tightly curled his hand on the banister of the stairs, he didn't turn his head, and his voice was very soft, scattered in the wind, "Brother Sicheng, what has passed will pass, and I will be fine."

Zhai Sicheng looked at his lonely back for a long time before saying helplessly, "I'll come and see you next time."

Yang Chao rubbed his neck in doubt, always feeling that there was something in their words, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only leave with Zhai Sicheng after watching Ji Fanfan go upstairs.

Ji Fanfan returned to the rental house and the moment he closed the door, he suddenly lost his strength and leaned against the door, his strong protective cover shattered to the ground at this moment.

He sat slumped on the ground, closed his eyes and let out a deep breath of stale air. He maintained that posture for a long, long time, until his body regained a little strength, and then slowly walked into the kitchen.

He wants to get better soon, and get better soon, he can't let the people around him worry about him so much, and he can't let others worry so much.

Relying on this kind of belief, Ji Fanfan survived a difficult and painful week. He is slowly becoming a reassuring person, but every time he dreams back at midnight, he still wakes up crying.

He buried all his secrets, along with that wrong relationship.

He found a job again, and he wanted to keep himself busy. Only by being busy could he stop thinking about things he shouldn't think about, and he could get himself back on the original track.

Ji Fanfan's new job is to work as a translator in a publishing house, and he spends almost all his time in it. He has to face a lot of awkward new words every day, but he doesn't feel boring at all, on the contrary, he finds it very fulfilling.

He has been busy for a month, and on the day of salary payment, he bought a piece of clothes for Father Ji, then called Zhai Sicheng and Yang Chao, and invited them to have a hot pot at home tonight.

Zhai Sicheng asked him where he was, and said that he happened to be nearby, so they went to the supermarket to buy ingredients together, and Ji Fanfan smiled and agreed.

When Ji Fanfan got off work, Zhai Sicheng was waiting for him downstairs in his company.

Ji Fanfan trotted across the green belt, and shouted from a distance, "Brother!"

Zhai Sicheng leaned against the car, looking at the people approaching him with a smile on his face, Ji Fanfan blushed from running, and looked good.

The arc of Zhai Sicheng's mouth widened a little, and he said softly, "Run slower, I can't walk."

Ji Fanfan smiled and said, "Let's go quickly, senior brother and the others should be here in a while."

Zhai Sicheng opened the car door for him, and replied softly, "Okay."

They went to the supermarket near Tongzilou. Originally, the two of them went in with ease, but after a while they came out with big bags and small bags.

Zhai Sicheng walked side by side with him, asked him about his recent work, asked him if he had encountered any problems, and occasionally shared with him interesting things he saw recently.

Ji Fanfan responded one by one. Most of the time, he was the only one who listened. He listened carefully to what the other party said, and occasionally expressed his own opinions in response to the other party.

The way he and Zhai Sicheng get along has always been very relaxed, which is an ideal state of friends.

"Wait." Zhai Sicheng suddenly stopped Ji Fanfan when he was going upstairs, and he put down the things in his hands.

Ji Fanfan looked at him inexplicably, but saw Zhai Sicheng take a step closer to him, and reached out to touch his neck.

Ji Fanfan's pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Zhai Sicheng's outstretched hand was still in mid-air, his eyes dimmed, but he smiled and pointed to his scarf, "it's loose."

Ji Fanfan came to his senses and felt sorry for his panic. He just wanted to put down his things and tidy up, but he heard Zhai Sicheng say, "Don't move, I'll help you."

After winter, the weather is getting colder and colder. Ji Fanfan himself is very afraid of the cold, so every year when winter comes, he wraps himself in a ball. The scarf is already a must-have for him to go out.

Half of his face was hidden under the dark blue scarf, his cheeks were a little red from the cold, Zhai Sicheng carefully adjusted the scarf for him, Ji Fanfan stood there with downcast eyes, too nervous to move.

Zhai Sicheng's light-colored eyes fell on the top of his hair, and he stroked his hair smoothly, messing up his smooth hair a little, and said with a chuckle, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Ji Fanfan subconsciously raised his head to look at him, but when he met those gentle and kind eyes, he moved away uneasily.

Ji Fanfan carried his things and walked up the stairs with Zhai Sicheng, "I'll go up and get ready first, seniors, they're coming."

The temperature remaining on the fingertips was still so clear and warm, Zhai Sicheng looked at his hands and smiled slightly, picked up his things again and followed him upstairs.

Fu Zechuan was sitting in the car, staring gloomyly at the two people who went upstairs not far away!

The exquisite packing box in his hand was crushed into disfigurement by him, and the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing. ?