After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Ye Zehong felt very distressed when he saw his beloved woman squatting on the edge of the railing, her shoulders shaking from crying.

My chest felt tight, as if it was being pressed down by something heavy, so tight that I couldn't breathe at all.

He controlled his emotions and suppressed the urge to run over and hold her in his arms to comfort her.

However, every second he suppressed it, his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Until the end, it felt like he was suffocating to death.

The slender fingers were clenched into fists with too much force, and the joints turned white.

While he was still struggling in his heart, Lu Yao, who was originally squatting, suddenly stood up, wiped the tears on her face, and walked out of the rooftop rest area with her head lowered.

Ye Zehong heard the sound and looked up, only to see her leaving back.

And two or three nurses walking together and gossiping.

She suddenly understood and knew that she didn't want others to see her in such a miserable state.

Immediately, he stood up and took long strides to chase Lu Yao in the direction he left.

As soon as he reached the elevator entrance, the elevator door had slowly closed. When it was about to close completely, he immediately reached out and forced the door open.

Before anyone came over, he quickly walked into the elevator and pressed the fourth floor button.

Lu Yao stared at Ye Zehong who suddenly rushed in. She panicked for a few seconds and asked in surprise: "Aren't you going to see a case? Why are you here... um..."

Before she could finish her words, her lips were sealed.

Ye Zehong approached Lu Yao, grabbed her neck, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up at him. When she spoke, he fiercely grabbed her lips and swallowed all the remaining words. inside.

"Woooooooo..."

The tears that Lu Yao had just suppressed welled up again. The tears slid down the corners of her eyes and fell on each other's lips. The salty taste entered the mouth, making the kiss become more fierce.

Her cries were drowned in the kiss.

The elevator kept going down until it reached the fourth floor and stopped, and the elevator door opened. Lu Yao was afraid of being discovered, but surprisingly there was no one on this floor.

When she was feeling confused, Ye Zehong picked her up horizontally, walked her through a long, cold corridor, and finally opened a door.

Inside the door is a simple and small lounge.

Lu Yao landed on her feet, looked at the dormitory-like room in front of her, and asked doubtfully: "What is this place?"

"This is the lounge that the hospital arranged for me back then. I would rest here during shifts." Ye Zehong walked to the familiar kettle next to him and boiled another pot of hot water.

During the two minutes it took for the water to boil, neither Ye Zehong nor Lu Yao spoke. They just looked at each other with extremely complicated emotions in their eyes.

After the water boiled, Ye Zehong poured the boiling water into his own special water cup and handed it to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao took the water glass but did not drink the water.

Ye Zehong mistakenly thought that she did not dare to drink, and said calmly: "The drinking water faucets in the lounge are all equipped with filters, which are no worse than mineral water. Don't worry about drinking. Even if you have a bad stomach, I will give you first aid."

After hearing his last words, the corners of Lu Yao's mouth unconsciously raised, wanting to smile, but she couldn't.

I cried so much just now that my eyes were red and swollen.

Ye Zehong took out the ice cubes from the small refrigerator, wrapped it in his own towel, sat familiarly beside Lu Yao, and applied the ice cubes to her eyes with his own hands.

His approach made Lu Yao's heart beat fast.

Especially when they were so close to each other, the familiar scent on his body made her restless.

"I'm fine, there's no need to be like this..."

As Lu Yao spoke, she raised her hand to stop him, but she didn't expect her hand to cover the back of his hand.

The skin comes into contact with each other, creating an instant spark of lightning.