Chapter 50: Taking Advantage of the Void

Ye Rong watched quietly outside Fu Wenyuan's ward for several days, watching his body slowly recover and his spirit gradually improving.

Apart from not remembering himself, he was still the same arrogant, dignified, calm and indifferent Mr. Fu as before.

How cruel, Ye Rong can never forget him, he will only be pressed into the flesh and blood again and again like a red iron, which is painful and unforgettable, but he turns around and forgets Ye Rong who has finally learned to love.

Ye Rong asked Xie Shan if Fu Wenyuan would still remember, even if he didn't need to think too much, as long as he remembered him, Ye Rong, and allowed him to approach and say a few words.

Xie Shan answered the doctor's judgment. The operation of the brain is an extremely complex process, and the pathology of amnesia is unpredictable. Maybe tomorrow he will remember everything, or he may never remember it.

Fu Wenyuan is also a peculiar person. Xie Shan said that he has been with Fu Wenyuan for some years, and he has never seen him approach anyone other than Ye Rong. It is basically impossible to get along with him as a stranger.

He is like a lonely island, he will only accept the landing of his own seabird, but sadly, even that lonely island has sunk now.

The more Ye Rong knew about Fu Wenyuan's preferential treatment to him in the past, the more disappointed he was now that he couldn't ask for it.

He, the unlucky one, put all his luck in the first half of his life on meeting Fu Wenyuan. He thought this would be an exception in his scribbled life, but he didn't expect that God would spare no effort to fool him.

Ye Rong was worried about this, and didn't even notice that Ye Sheng would throw away flowers and fruit baskets from someone unknown every day.

Until he accidentally woke up that day, Xu Jue, who happened to be blocking the door with a bouquet of flowers and a basket of fruits.

Xu Jue was dressed neatly and neatly as usual, but there was a light blue-black patch that made him look a little haggard.

Xu Jue didn't seem to have expected to see Ye Rong so soon. He was blocked countless times by Ye Sheng.

I didn't expect to meet the person in front of me who was thinking about so unexpectedly.

Before he came, he thought about countless words, like sincerely apologized to Ye Rong, begged him for forgiveness, told him that he would never hurt him again and so on.

But when he really saw someone, he panicked and forgot everything. He only remembered that he abandoned Ye Rong to escape alone. Guilt and shame came to his heart. At the end, he could only avoid asking abruptly, "Are you alright?"

Ye Rong was also surprised. He didn't expect that they would be able to get along peacefully without hysteria, no resentment and ridicule.

He pointed to the seat outside the corridor and signaled to go there to speak. He did not dare to let Xu Jue enter the ward, for fear that Ye Sheng would come back to see it, and Xu Jue would be killed if he didn't have time to run.

Ye Rong took out his mobile phone and quickly typed a line and held it up to show him: I'm fine, but I can't speak because of a problem with my throat.

Xu Jue's throat tightened involuntarily, as if it was his own throat that was broken. It took him a long time to say with difficulty, "It will get better, don't worry."

Ye Rong nodded, glanced at him sideways, knew what he was thinking, and then lowered his head to type, "I said it before, you don't need to feel guilty, we have already cleared it up, whether it's the past or this time, it's all about me. The decision I make is my responsibility, not yours."

Xu Jue looked at the words and smiled bitterly: "It has nothing to do with me..." He loosened the palm of his hand holding the bouquet, took it into his arms, and asked dryly, "Ye Rong, I want to ask , we...really, is it really impossible?"

Ye Rong was stunned, frowning at the edge of the phone, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

He could not have imagined that such humble words came out of Xu Jue's mouth, who once clamored to never bow his head, and that a man with thorns would have a day when he would no longer hurt others and himself.

In the awkward silence, with a click, the door of the ward not far away opened, and a tall and handsome man wearing a hospital gown came out and leaned against the door frame.

He first glanced at Ye Rong, the dusty memory showed no signs of loosening, and he was still unfamiliar with Ye Rong, but when his eyes fell on Xu Jue like charity, especially when he saw the expression in Xu Jue's arms In the endless summer time of love, the whole person inexplicably became mean and bitter.

His eyes circled around them and then retracted, coldly spit out, "Noisy."

After speaking, he closed the door heavily, expressing his impatience after being disturbed.

Ye Rong was shocked by the loud noise, and the expression on his face seemed to be covered with a haze that could not be dissipated for a long time.

However, Xu Jue seemed to be awakened by this sound. He looked at Fu Wenyuan's tightly closed door, and then turned to look at Ye Rong, whose face was bleak. He asked cautiously, "He is..."

Ye Rong put away the phone, lowered his eyes and looked unwilling to answer, waved Xu Jue to leave on his own, and turned his wheelchair back to the ward slowly.

[The author has something to say: Fu Wenyuan: I don't know why, but I'm very annoying]