It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 575

After sitting on the ferris wheel, with roses in her arms, Qiao Yue was quite satisfied.

On the other hand, Shen Zheyi, on the road, fell silent as he walked, looking at his expression as if he was thinking about something.

The look of frowning is the same as when he was working in the company.

If it was his assistant, he would understand that this was Shen Zheyi's subconscious expression when he was thinking about the problem.

But it's definitely not the company's business to make him behave like this in front of his girlfriend.

In fact, Shen Zheyi's greatest happiness and troubles all come from her.

Qiao Yue's headache.

He had bumped into it a few times before.

In the bar in the third year of high school, she once squatted on the ground with her eyes closed. She also had a headache once when he stalked and broke into her house not long after she returned to China.

He asked his friend to check the medicine she was taking before, and thought it was a psychotropic drug, but now it seems that she just resists kissing psychologically.

But don't resist kissing anywhere else.

At most, it is the feeling of resisting saliva and wanting to have sex.

But the headache doesn't seem to be a psychological problem.

is physical.

He was very worried about what would happen to her body.

But when he tricked Qiao Yue to take a pregnancy test before, he asked her to have a full body check by the way.

She was in good health, except for irregular rest.

Shen Zheyi put his arms around her waist, thinking about the problem, until Qiao Yue stopped suddenly and looked at the DIY ice cream shop next to him.

"Want to eat?" Although Shen Zheyi was thinking about something, his attention was always on her.

Qiao Yue nodded, "I haven't eaten for a long time."

In fact, it has been a very long time. In the past few years, she has not had a little sister who is close enough to go shopping, let alone someone who can hold hands with her for a romantic walk.

She is so busy every day that she can't wait to break open a few pieces to use, not to mention such a unique DIY ice cream shop, even when she usually goes to the mall and sees ice cream in the refrigerator, she rarely touches it.

Shen Zheyi rubbed her head with a smile, and was planning to go shopping with her.

But his hand involuntarily paused on her head.

Body check.

Checked all places, but one place was overlooked.

Head.

Where her head hurts.

Thinking of this, the first thing that popped into Shen Zheyi's mind was a brain tumor.

Even if it is benign, surgery cannot guarantee 100% recovery.

What's more, Qiao Yue seems to have been only relying on drugs to suppress the symptoms of headaches.

"Shen Zheyi?" While he was in a daze, Qiao Yue waved a hand in front of his eyes.

Shen Zheyi recovered and forced a smile, "Let's go."

Qiao Yue didn't think much about it, and naturally she didn't know that in Shen Zheyi's mind, the worst outcome would be that she was already dying.

I was even more clattering in my heart, thinking about which expert in brain science and how to invite him.

Until Qiao Yue asked him: "What flavor do you want?"

Shen Zheyi turned his head to look at her, and smiled extremely gently, "Qiao Yuewei."

Qiao Yue: "What's that smell?"

Seeing that she was really asking, Shen Zheyi coughed lightly, and then replied: "Milk smell."

When he said this, it immediately brought back some memories of Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue: "!"

Dead rogue.

Then she made a banana-flavored cone by herself, and handed it to Shen Zheyi with a cold face.

Playing hooligans, right?
Who wouldn't?
Looking at the pale yellow cone in his hand, Shen Zheyi seemed to have understood what Qiao Yue meant.

(End of this chapter)