The residual temperature is over

When Yu Shiye opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed.

He saw a completely unfamiliar room with pale walls and windows, pale quilts and tiles, and a very standard railing bed with information cards hanging on it.

Yu Shiye knew where he was right away, he frowned, turned his head, looked left and right, and soon found someone on the sofa on the left.

The people staying there rested their elbows on the armrests and propped their heads with their fists, with their heads hanging slightly, as if they were resting.The night light placed next to it is so stingy, it only gives the room the meager light, this room is silent, and in the silence there is also the bleakness and coldness unique to the hospital.

Yu Shiye moved his body, and his clothes rubbed against the bedding, making a sound that was softer than a whisper.

But the person sitting on the sofa suddenly woke up, the body leaning against the armrest suddenly sat upright, the person on the sofa turned sideways, and looked at Yu Shiye through a layer of hazy darkness: "Xiaoye?"

Yu Shiye didn't answer, he sat up and turned on the light.

The light streaming down from the ceiling illuminated the confusion on his face, and his voice was even more incredible: "Why are you guarding here?"

Wen Bieyu was silent.

He slowly straightened his body leaning towards the hospital bed, crossed his legs, faced Yu Shiye in a much more relaxed posture, and snorted: "Why, I'm disappointed to see you? Do you want me to give up my seat and go out to let you Find someone you are not disappointed in?"

"It's not disappointment, it's surprise."

"Surprised you didn't see the person you wanted to see?"

"Surprised how you can give me allergens at the reception."

Wen Bieyu found that the two of them didn't seem to be talking about the same thing.His brow furrowed.

"Yu Shiye, what are you talking about?"

At this moment, the door was knocked, and the knocking sound was very loud in the silence, attracting the eyes of Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu.

The two glanced at the door together.

Yu Shiye suggested: "Open the door?"

Wen Bieyu glanced at Yu Shiye, stood up from the sofa and opened it, revealing the figure of Zhao Jingxiu standing outside.

He was still wearing the embroidered white suit at the reception. This suit was unique among the gray, black and blue suits at the reception. When he went to a hospital where there were white everywhere, the clothes that made people miserable were unexpectedly harmonious. , stand in front of the wall on the ground, and you can blend in anytime, anywhere.

There is only one door.

When Zhao Jingxiu entered the door, he must pass by Wen Bieyu's side. He glanced at him fearfully, and unconsciously opened the distance between the two by walking to the side.

Tonight is quite dramatic for Zhao Jingxiu.

He sent the man to the hospital smoothly, but he received a call from his father; he finally dealt with his father, hurriedly went through the formalities and waited for the first aid, and finally he was cured after the procedures were completed, and he slept in a single ward , he was finally relieved, just sitting next to the bed, touched the little hand of the servant, and waited for Yu Shiye to open his eyes and see himself... Wen Bieyu suddenly rushed in.

The other party came in, but without saying a word, he directly picked up his collar, pulled him off the seat and dragged him all the way outside the room, and then, with a "bang", the door closed and locked in front of his eyes.

Before he could react, he had completely lost the possibility of entering the ward and waiting for Yu Shiye to wake up.

Half of the plan failed at the last moment, Zhao Jingxiu was both jealous and hated.

He decided to take some revenge on Wen Bieyu, and the key to revenge was of course Yu Shiye.

Zhao Jingxiu bypassed Wen Bieyu, the smile on his face became sincere, and he whispered to Yu Shiye:

"Shino, are you awake?"

Yu Shiye smiled when he saw Zhao Jingxiu: "Just woke up, why are you here?"

Zhao Jingxiu was waiting for this sentence, and he reminded Yu Shiye pointedly: "Did you forget? You collapsed from an allergy in front of me. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I immediately sent you to the hospital for emergency treatment. Later, you survived the danger." In the near future, your family will also come to accompany you, I will wait for you outside, and I will ask the nanny at home to make a bowl of porridge to nourish the stomach, how about it, are you hungry, I will scoop a bowl for you to drink?"

As he said that, he put the thermos cup in his hand on the head of the bed, unscrewed it, and the smell of fragrant chicken porridge immediately permeated the ward. As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Wen Bieyu, and saw The person who opened the door was motionless, standing at the door, looking at it silently.

Yu Shiye: "There's no need for porridge, can you pour me a glass of water? — By the way, where is my phone?"

Zhao Jingxiu rushed to talk: "It's at your bedside. I'll boil the water."

"Thank you."

Yu Shiye found his cell phone.He opened WeChat on his mobile phone, found two friends in it, and sent a few messages to each other. It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and one of the friends appeared in time to help him answer questions; My friend was more troublesome, he might have fallen asleep, and there was no movement for a long time, so Yu Shiye sent a WeChat call, and finally got the person out, but he hung up the moment the other party answered the phone, Keep sending messages.

After one operation, the water boiled, because Wen Bieyu was by his side, Zhao Jingxiu played super long, first scalded two cups with hot water to sterilize them, and then poured water back and forth in these two cups to make the scalding water turn hot. After reaching a temperature suitable for the entrance, he handed the water glass to Yu Shiye affectionately.

"Come on, I'm cooling off, take a sip quickly, your lips are peeling."

Yu Shiye had completely finished sending the news at this time.

He turned off WeChat, turned on the phone, pressed the three numbers "110", turned the phone screen towards Zhao Jingxiu, and asked him:

"Are we public or private?"

Zhao Jingxiu was puzzled.

"what?"

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, it's time now, there's no need to pretend to be innocent anymore." Yu Shiye didn't want to go around in circles with this person anymore, and his speaking speed became faster than usual, but his tone was still calm and No swearing, and even a bit of ridicule, "You secretly poured pineapple juice into my wine, which caused me to be rescued for allergies, and now you still want to be a good person to make my heart move? What kind of confidence do you have to feel this kind of old-fashioned and clumsy drama? Can it be a big success? Even if an actor comes to act in this kind of third-rate romantic drama, he will be scolded in the street. What's more, you—"

Yu Shiye smiled:

"It's a trick."

"You—" Zhao Jingxiu was confused at first, and then became angry with embarrassment, "What are you talking about?!"

"Don't you understand what I said? Then let's have a chat with the police." Yu Shiye said while lowering his head, "I have consulted my personal lawyer just now, and the lawyer said that this kind of deliberate murder can generally be characterized for a criminal case."

"You have no evidence." Zhao Jingxiu sneered, and said without choice, "Do you think I'm stupid? Will you leave evidence for you to catch me? Let me tell you, Yu Shiye, you have to be responsible for what you say, and you have no evidence at all. -"

Yu Shiye raised his head and glanced at Zhao Jingxiu.

"I think you are a bit silly."

After all, in front of Zhao Jingxiu, he deleted the three numbers "110" on the phone screen, slid down the status bar, and clicked on the WeChat video call interface.

So, Zhao Jingxiu bumped into his father in pajamas.

The old man in the video stared fiercely at Zhao Jingxiu, his face looked as if he had been sprayed with squid juice from head to toe, he gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence:

"Mr. Yu, I'm really sorry, we've kept this matter private!"

Going forward, Zhao Jingxiu, who is playing tricks, is no longer important.Yu Shiye communicated privately with the boss of Tianyuan Real Estate directly through WeChat.

He didn't open his mouth like a lion. Anyway, the two companies just talked about a cooperation at night, so he directly asked the two companies to carry out active and in-depth all-round strategic cooperation, directly expanding the number of talks at night by ten times, and let the other party Promise to help promote the new S-series pension line products.

The hooked-nosed old man in the video was probably really angry with his son, he didn't counter the price at all, with a distorted face, he agreed to all the conditions of Yu Shiye, and immediately cut off the video.

The second after the video ended, Zhao Jingxiu's cell phone rang.

The person who had been frozen there since seeing his father's face mechanically put his hand into his pocket...

Then, even though the hands-free was off, the roar from the phone still rang through the ward.

"Now, immediately, get out of my way!"

***

Zhao Jingxiu left the ward in a daze, and Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu were left in the ward.

Wen Bieyu, who hadn't spoken since Zhao Jingxiu came in, spoke now. He had a question: "How do you know he poured pineapple juice into your glass?"

"It's not the first time." Yu Shiye lifted the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed to look for his shoes, and casually talked to Wen Bieyu, explaining his attitude when he just woke up, "Some people in foreign countries are overly enthusiastic. Every time I Unlucky, whoever I don't know very well and stays by my side actively from beginning to end, almost inseparable, is the murderer. That's why I was so surprised when I saw you there just now."

"You..." Wen Bieyu was about to speak, but his brows frowned suddenly, "What are you doing?"

Yu Shiye didn't do anything. After putting on his shoes, he stood up and took two steps. After feeling nothing wrong, he tore off the hanging needle on his hand and said, "Okay, let's go home."

Wen Bieyu stopped Yu Shiye: "You just woke up, at least let the doctor come over to check if there are any sequelae."

Yu Shiye bypassed Wen Bieyu lightly: "I don't know if my own body has any sequelae? Let's go, I'm exhausted, I just want to go back and take a bath and have a good rest."

The two passed by, and a gust of cold wind blew up between them.

Wen Bieyu turned his head sideways following the sound of the wind, and saw Yu Shiye's hand hanging the needle. On that hand, blood beads oozed out drop by drop, slipped over the back of the hand, reached the fingertips, and fell on the ground, splashing out little drops of blood. small flowers.

Wen Bieyu made a move. He strode to the sofa, picked up Yu Shiye's coat on the sofa, and threw it on the owner's body. This action seemed a bit rude, but when the clothes actually fell on the person, it seemed awkward. gentle.

The two walked out without saying a word, and when they passed the nurse's desk, Wen Bieyu took a tampon and pressed it on the back of Yu Shiye's hand.

Only then did Yu Shiye realize that the pinhole on the back of his hand was still oozing blood. He only glanced at it, then quickly turned his eyes away, not wanting to look at the second time: "Thank you."

Wen Bieyu didn't respond, and didn't turn his head to glance at the person in the passenger seat until he went through the discharge procedures and drove away from the hospital on the road.

On the road in the early morning, there are not many vehicles, only a pole of street lights and trees, guarding the city day and night.

The light from those street lamps passed through the thick leaves, casting mottled shadows on Yu Shiye's face.

Wen Bieyu couldn't see the other party's expression, or maybe this was the other party's expression at the moment.

"Yu Shiye..." he said.

"Huh?" Yu Shiye also responded.

But there are no more voices.

Wen Bieyu drove the car silently, staring straight at the road ahead.At that moment just now, he suddenly wanted to ask Yu Shiye if these years are going well.

But before the sentence came out, he thought of a sentence first.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

Whether he asked Yu Shiye or Yu Shiye asked him, there was only one answer.