wild ambition

Chapter 133 Little Pomegranate

Zhou Yisui's heart seemed to have fallen into an endless hell, being constantly hit by evil spirits and fierce ghosts, as silent as dead ashes.

Sleepiness mixed with burnout, Shi Yunen snorted, making people daydream constantly.

"Is it Little Pomegranate?" The man opposite suddenly asked, pulling Zhou Yisui out of his thoughts.

Seeing that the other person didn't speak, the man who spoke was a little anxious, and asked again: "Is it Little Pomegranate?"

Zhou Yisui hesitated for a moment, then carefully asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm a traffic policeman, do you know the owner of this car?"

Phew——Zhou Yisui immediately regained his spirits, and all those thoughts of self-pity and self-pity disappeared.

But it was replaced by nervousness, "Yes, what's wrong with her?"

"We found this car parked on the side of the road and thought there was an accident. When we approached, we found that the girl had a high fever and was unconscious. Just trying to contact her family, you called me."

"Hello, I want to ask where you are, I'll pick her up." Zhou Yisui got up in a hurry, and ran out in a hurry.

The black car passed through the barrier of the night wind, ignoring the night lights that brought light.

After getting out of the car, the traffic policeman standing in front of the blue sports car came towards him, looked at him with complicated eyes, and asked, "Are you Little Pomegranate?"

Little pomegranate? !

Zhou Yisui's mind was broken. Is this what he wrote in Shiyun's phone?
His eyes were dim, and he looked nervously at the people in the car, "How is she?"

"I've already given medicine and put on an antipyretic patch, and her complexion has improved. If you're worried, take her to the hospital again."

"En, thank you." Zhou Yisui walked towards Shi Yun, but was stopped by the traffic police again, "Your name is Zhou Yisui, right?"

Zhou Yisui was startled and nodded.

The traffic policeman breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "No matter how angry you are, you can't let a sick person drive out. How dangerous it is."

A trace of astonishment appeared on Zhou Yisui's calm face.

"There is no such thing as a husband and wife who are ugly overnight. Besides, the little girl is so beautiful. Although you are not bad, you have to hurt as much as you should."

"?" Zhou Yisui was confused.

The traffic policeman thought that he had encountered countless young couples who got into car accidents because of anger, and they all had experience, so he persuaded them earnestly: "The little girl has a fever and still calls your name, which proves that she still loves you and takes good care of you when you are sick." The person in the middle is very fragile, and the two of you will be reconciled if you work hard."

Listening to the output of the person opposite, Zhou Yisui's Adam's apple rolled, and only heard one sentence: She still loves you.

Zhou Yisui curled up his fingers and murmured in a very small voice: "Is she calling my name?"

"That's right!" The traffic policeman patted him on the back with a smile on his face, "So you have to behave well and sneak in."

Zhou Yisui walked forward in a daze, not guessing the bloody love drama that the big brother of the traffic policeman imagined.

The door of the driver's seat was opened, and Shi Yun's blushing face came into view, Zhou Yisui's eyelids twitched.

He suddenly felt that it might be him who had a fever, or else his brain seemed to be anesthetized, and he stretched out his hand to her forehead without any hesitation.

Fortunately, the temperature has subsided.

Zhou Yisui breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to withdraw his hand, the sleepy man squeezed his hand into his palm like a nightmare.

The palm of his hand was hot, and Zhou Yisui's back tensed, his heart was beating again, as if he wanted to make up for the number of times he hadn't skipped in those years.

Zhou Yisui chuckled lightly, laughing at his own worthlessness.

Why can she come and leave whenever she wants?Why wasn't she the first one to come to him after she got out of control?Why is she the only one in his world, and she doesn't care about herself the most?
Those thoughts kept spinning in Zhou Yisui's mind, reminding him and beating him.

Zhou Yisui wanted to pull his hand out, but as soon as he made a movement, Shi Yun clenched his hand tighter as if feeling it, and even found the most comfortable spot without sleeping peacefully.

He suddenly recalled that the skin that was sprayed by Shi Yun's breath was as hot as being burned by fire.

Her cheek was softly pressed against the back of Zhou Yisui's hand.

Zhou Yisui lowered his eyes, and the streetlight hit his forehead and eyelashes, leaving a faint shadow under his eyes, making it difficult for people to see the truest emotion in his eyes.

The cold wind blew past, waking Zhou Yisui awake.

He gently untied the fingers she was holding, and pulled his hand out of her hot palm, touching the cold wind blowing, his fingertips were slightly cool.

Zhou Yisui bent over, wrapped her shoulders with one hand, passed through the bend of her leg with the other, and hugged her princess.

At the moment when Shi Yun lost weight, Zhou Yisui met her eyes, and his breath stopped.

"Zhou Yisui?" Her lips were white, her movements were not big when she spoke, her voice was hoarse, as small as a mosquito.

"kindness."

Shi Yun stared weakly at Zhou Yisui's rolling Adam's apple, and said again, "Why didn't you leave this time?"

After putting her back in his car, Zhou Yisui turned his head to look at her, "This time?"

"Yes!" Shi Yun closed his eyes but climbed onto his neck with both hands, and the two of them lost the safe distance for a moment.

Zhou Yisui propped his hands on the seat, raised his head vigorously, trying to get away from Shi Yun, looked at her profile from the corner of his eye, and stopped those movements that were contrary to his original intention.

The two selves are struggling and fighting, he will be sober for a while and addicted for a while.

"Why do you leave every time?"

Hearing her vaguely say such a sentence, Zhou Yisui couldn't help laughing, a slight sadness flashed in his eyes, "Didn't you leave first?"

Shi Yun fell asleep again, Zhou Yisui recovered his emotions, straightened up, and when he closed the door and walked towards the co-pilot, he suddenly met the eyes of the traffic policeman just now.

The person opposite had a smile on his face. He had been bent over by the co-pilot for a long time just now, and the traffic policeman seemed to have misunderstood something.

Zhou Yisui withdrew his gaze, said nothing, contacted Assistant Shi Yun and drove the car back, while he took her to the nearest hospital.

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As the sun burst out, the people on the hospital bed gradually opened their eyes, their eyes focused on the face of the person standing in front of the bed.

Shi Yun only felt as if he was being weighed down by a few thousand catties, and he couldn't even breathe normally.

"Mr. Shi, are you awake?" Shang Yang's eyes lit up immediately, and his voice seemed to pass through layers of barriers and reach his eardrums.

A little dazed, Shi Yun tried hard to recall what happened, but his mind seemed to go blank.

Seeing his appearance, Shi Yun couldn't help complaining: "If I didn't know that I just had a fever, otherwise I would really think that I had cancer, or came back from the dead."

Shang Yang immediately suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "On Saturday morning, Qiao Xianlin asked you to meet at the Kool Cafe."

Shi Yun hummed.

Suddenly the phone by her ear started to vibrate. Seeing that her hands and feet were not working well, Shang Yang hurried over, bent down and picked up her phone and handed it over.

There was a pause in the action of answering the phone, and a figure that was too familiar flashed in Shi Yun's mind, and he carefully recalled the situation at that time.

Seeing her so absent-minded, Shang Yang withdrew his hand, but Shi Yun grabbed his wrist, and only heard her say: "Was it you yesterday?"

(End of this chapter)