0p0 Chapter 599 Tonight, I Can No Longer Restrain Myself
Chapter 599 Tonight, I Can No Longer Restrain Myself
"I felt that Sixth Young Master had changed before, and now I see that he's in love."
Hearing the nurse's words, the doctor smiled and sighed, "Love really changes a person completely!"
It was well past midnight, and the entire old house was fast asleep, without a sound.
Calm and composed.
Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen returned to Mo Garden. Wenren Chen put the medical kit on the first floor, and the two went back to their bedroom and lay down on the bed to rest.
Wenren Chen still held Zhou Yi in his arms.
During this period, Wenren Chen always held Zhou Yi as he fell asleep.
From that night on, they shared a bed every night, and he held her in his arms.
In fact, Zhou Yi was not naive enough to be unaware of Wenren Chen's actions, nor was he oblivious to the fact that it was wrong.
But considering everything Wenren Chen had done for her all along, and combining it with his own experiences, she understood why he did what he did.
The gentleman is not used to it.
The man is starved for love.
Yes, it's a lack of love.
It's not that he lacks parental love, but rather his wife's love.
Previously, the husband and Yu Yu's mother had a very good relationship, which led to the birth of Yu Yu. However, their happiness was short-lived, as Yu Yu's mother died in a car accident when Yu Yu was only two months old.
This was an incredibly heavy blow to the gentleman. So, during the day, he didn't appear to be in pain or missing her, but at night, he had to let down his guard and reveal his vulnerability.
In the stillness of the night, he would think of Yu Yu's mother, of their past, of their love. The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached, and the more his heart ached, the less he could control himself.
At this time, with her husband by her side, he had no choice but to treat her as Yu Yu's mother, which offered him some comfort.
Having figured all this out, Zhou Yi said nothing more and asked no questions, letting her husband hold her as she fell asleep.
The man was her boss, and she was his employee. They had such an ordinary relationship. However, ever since the man saved her grandmother, he had become her savior.
A drop of water in need deserves a spring in return; a life-saving grace can never be repaid.
On nights like this, she felt incredibly fortunate to be able to temporarily comfort her husband in place of Yu Yu's mother.
I'm so glad I was able to help my husband.
Even such a trivial matter.
The bedroom light was off, and darkness reigned.
Zhou Yi, nestled in Wenren Chen's arms, listened to the quiet surroundings. Before her eyes were the bruises and red marks left by the hairdryer, and she couldn't find peace of mind.
Listening to his heartbeat, steady and deep, thump, thump, thump...
Zhou Yi's fingertips twitched, her small hand clutching his bathrobe, and she asked softly, "Sir, are you asleep?"
How could Wenren Chen possibly sleep? With such a warm and soft woman in his arms, it was already his limit to remain completely calm and still.
In the quiet night, a cautious voice reached his ears. He opened his eyes and said, "Nothing, what's wrong?"
Zhou Yi heard his voice and felt no drowsiness at all; just as she had thought, her husband was not asleep.
During the time they shared a bed, it seemed that she would fall asleep first every night, and she didn't even know when her husband fell asleep.
My husband has trouble sleeping.
Because I miss Yu Yu's mother.
She understands.
"Sir, does your wound hurt?"
The bedroom fell silent, but after a while, Wenren Chen said, "It doesn't hurt."
After saying that, he pulled her arms closer to him, making her body even closer: "Sleep."
Zhou Yi pressed her body close to his, and she could clearly hear his heartbeat. She could even feel his chest vibrating with each heartbeat, vibrating against her skin.
Her lips moved, and she said, "Sir, if you're in pain, can you tell me? I'll roll an egg for you, and it won't hurt so much. It will feel much better."
She spoke as if she herself had done it before.
Wenren Chen's eyes flickered, and he looked down at the person in his arms: "Were you injured?"
Zhou Yi paused, not expecting him to ask her a question in return.
But soon, her eyelashes fluttered, and she shook her head with a smile: "No, it's just... when I was little, I would accidentally bump into things and fall, and my grandma would roll an egg on me. Every time she rolled the egg on me, it wouldn't hurt anymore, it felt so good, and I would sleep very soundly."
As she spoke, something flashed through Zhou Yi's mind, and she quickly added, "How about I go boil some eggs now and roll them out for you?"
Before he could even reply, she sat up and went to boil the eggs immediately.
How could it not hurt?
Saying it didn't hurt was just to prevent her from blaming herself and worrying; her husband was in pain.
She boiled eggs and rolled them for her husband so he could fall asleep.
She was about to sit up, but a strong hand landed on her shoulder, pressing her back down, and Zhou Yi instantly lay back in his arms.
Zhou Yi froze, then looked at the person holding her: "Sir, I..."
"The doctor used very good medicine, it won't hurt, don't worry."
In the still of the night, his deep voice entered my ears, like a mellow musical note, captivating my heart.
Zhou Yi's voice was hoarse.
Is the medicine the doctor used a very good medicine?
In an instant, she remembered Jinlan Hospital. Her brother said it didn't hurt, and it really didn't hurt.
Because the medicines at Jinlan Hospital are also very good.
Yes, medicine can be good or bad. She felt pain because there was no good medicine where she lived when she was a child, and even if there was, she couldn't afford it, so she felt pain.
But Jinlan Hospital and Mr. are different.
They used only the best medicines.
At this moment, Zhou Yi felt at ease and said, "Okay, sir, you can go to sleep."
"It's late, and you have work to do tomorrow."
"Ah."
The bedroom fell silent. Zhou Yi nestled obediently in Wenren Chen's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, and gradually, drowsiness crept in.
Even though she felt sleepy, she was still thinking about him; it seemed her husband was still awake.
Is the gentleman thinking of Yu Yu's mother?
Yes, it is true. In the stillness of the night, sorrow is most easily stirred up, then overflows, and gnaws at people's hearts.
Zhou Yi's lips moved, wanting to say something to comfort her husband, but what could she say?
When a loved one passes away, saying anything more is useless; it only adds salt to the wound.
So, in the end, she said nothing, and as she grew sleepy, her consciousness gradually sank into dreamland.
but.
As she drifted off to sleep, she thought, "I hope God will help my husband get better slowly. Life goes on, and those who are alive must live well."
The gentleman is such a kind person; he should live a long and healthy life.
The stillness of the night deepened, and the atmosphere in the bedroom became tranquil. The breathing of the person in my arms finally became even.
Wenren Chen listened to her soft breathing, and she finally fell into a peaceful sleep.
She was exhausted that day.
Only then could she relax.
He lowered his head, his thin lips landing on her brow, a gentle touch.
just.
In the past, such a slight touch would have been enough, but tonight, I could no longer restrain myself.
His lips moved over, landing on her delicate eyebrows, lingering there...