Forty-One: The Love Buried by Time (Forty-One)

Fang Chupei glanced at his son and saw that he didn't express much, so he nodded, "Okay, you go ahead."

Jing Yu didn't stop any longer, turned slightly to avoid Yu Zeyao, opened the door of the room and walked out. Her delicate shoulders touched his, but she didn't stop even a step.

Yu Zeyao stood at the door for a while, never looking back or chasing after him.

Fang Chupei looked at him and smiled slightly, "I thought it was your brother, who has never been in tune, who had thoughts about Dr. Jing, but it turned out to be you."

Yu Zeyao did not pick up the topic, but came over and sat down on the sofa next to her, "How are your legs? Are they uncomfortable?"

"No. Doctor Jing gave me a massage just now. It was very comfortable."

"That's good." Yu Zeyao nodded reassuringly. After a pause, he looked at her again, "Father will also come tonight. Do you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chupei shook his head without hesitation, "No need to say goodbye, it's all over."

Yu Zeyao knew that she had made up her mind, so he said nothing more.

Fang Chupei asked: "How is your injury? Has it healed?"

"Don't worry, it's almost done." Yu Zeyao was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he just replied lightly.

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The cruise ship is moving slowly on the sea.

The clothes are fragrant and the shadows on the temples are intertwined. Melodious music floats on the sea.

Jingyu hasn't eaten anything until now. The cruise ship was very big, and she couldn't find a restaurant after circling the ship for more than ten minutes. Fortunately, she met Waiter later and had to ask him for help.

Waiter was polite and enthusiastic, leading her around the cruise ship.

It became more and more lively as we walked forward—probably as we approached the banquet hall.

Realizing this, Jingyu stopped and asked Waiter, "The dining place won't be in the banquet hall, right?"

"No, it's in the restaurant. But you have to go through the banquet hall to go to the restaurant."

It's just passing by, it doesn't matter. She couldn't just be so hungry without eating anything. What time do we have to finish work tonight?

She doesn't know either.

Jing Yu nodded and followed Waiter to the banquet hall. Entering the hall, she unconsciously looked around, but she saw a familiar figure at a glance. Protected by Cheng Enhe Zhuang Yan, he was surrounded in the center. There is a dazzling crystal lamp above the head. The man is gentle and gentle, holding a wine glass in his hand and chatting with others.

He was a cautious and sensitive person, and he seemed to be aware of her gaze. He tilted his head slightly and cast his gaze towards her through the crowd. Jing Yu was startled and was about to look away, but he had already moved away after giving him an indifferent look. There wasn't even a trace of unnecessary fluctuation in his eyes.

Jing Yu was stunned. But I think this is good, there shouldn't be any entanglement between them.

She didn't stay long and went to the restaurant. She was the only customer in the restaurant, and the others were the waiters on the cruise ship. He was too hungry and couldn't eat much now. Jingyu simply ordered a poached egg, a sandwich, and a small dessert.

She was concentrating on eating and listening to the melodious music, when she suddenly heard several waitresses who had just entered the restaurant talking excitedly in low voices as they walked, "I just talked to our Vice President, and he said thank you to me. ”

"I look even better in person than on TV!"

"I think so too. Have you seen the woman who has been standing next to him?"

"Yes, she is always there, and she is also very beautiful, a goddess!"

"I heard that she is the daughter of the Minister of Defense. She is engaged to the Vice President."

"We are well matched, but it really takes a woman like this to be worthy of the vice president, right?"

Jing Yu sat there eating and had no intention of eavesdropping on the conversations of others, but not a single word of what they said fell into her ears. She took a bite of the poached egg and lost her appetite. Finally, she put down the tableware, sat there for a while, paid her order and left the restaurant.

This time, instead of going back to the banquet hall, he boarded the deck through another door.

The wind howled outside. The sound of the waves reached his ears, and Jing Yu stared at the lighthouse in front of him, which was the only light in the darkness. She only wore a small dress and stood in the cold wind. It was surprisingly cold, but at least she no longer felt seasick.

He took his cell phone out of his handbag and took a look at it. The dinner had just started not long ago, and he didn’t know when the ship would return home.

She was bored and thinking randomly, and stood for a while. When the cold became unbearable, she finally decided to return to the cabin.

When he turned around, his footsteps stopped.

The man who was supposed to be at the banquet hall was now standing on the deck. The deck was dark, but his eyes were shining brightly as he stared into hers. Sharp and cold.

Jing Yu felt like that look was scratching him like a knife. It was probably the reason for that slap today.

She came back to her senses, and the next moment, she continued to walk inside. Her eyes had turned away from him, as if she hadn't noticed the other person at all.

However, when I walked to him, he grabbed me. Jing Yu instinctively wanted to struggle, so he pushed her hard against the cabin. The other hand slammed the cabin door shut with a bang.

The wind was blowing loudly, as if a ferocious beast was roaring around me.

Jing Yu put his hand on his shoulder and stared at him accusingly, "Mr. Yu!"

Yu Zeyao's eyes were always looking at her, and he took a step closer to her with his long legs. His body was filled with a strong sense of oppression. His knees pushed open her tight legs. The man's strong long legs under the suit pants were against the woman's skirt. Softness underneath.

Jing Yu gasped heavily, and the orchid-like scent sprayed on the man's face. She tightened her fingers and grabbed his suit.

In the darkness, a thin layer of mist covered the bottom of her clear eyes. There was dissatisfaction, panic, and anger in her tone, "What are you doing?"

"On the phone that day, you kept talking to me about self-discipline. Is this what you call self-discipline?" Yu Zeyao pinched her chin, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Your self-discipline is to pretend to reject me while constantly appearing in front of me?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he was a little drunk.

He was afraid that he had drunk a lot of wine.

Jing Yu's handsome eyebrows frowned. The doctor's instinct took effect, and he wanted to remind him that his wounds had not healed completely. Not to mention alcohol, even drinking water should be paid attention to. Drinking now is equivalent to self-abuse.

However, the words slowed down at the lips.

The strength of his hand suddenly increased, and he pulled her face closer, and ordered in a deep voice: "Speak properly, don't play deaf and dumb."

He would not allow her to ignore him again.

Jing Yu felt pain from being pinched, so she pressed her hand on his to stop him from using more force. A trace of complex emotions passed through her eyes as she looked at him, but that emotion was fleeting and almost invisible. She slowly opened her lips——

[Happy Lantern Festival to everyone, even though it’s a day late! Please give me a monthly ticket~~~]