Eternal Love

  The one hundred and eleventh chapter love and hate (2)

A lot of things happened later, and now, Zhou Yan feels that everything seems to be back to the original point, as if everything before was just a joke made by the heavens. It is abominable and hateful. Only what happened to Yinyin made it happen. He knew it was not a dream; sighing deeply, Zhou Yan realized that life is not a dream after all, because what was left to him was an unforgettable pain. If it were a dream, how could he feel so painful?

Zhou Yan felt that until now he didn’t know why he was so obsessed with Yinyin. He loved her deeply to the point where she couldn’t help but love her to the unforgettable. He loved her so much that she couldn’t tolerate people other than Yinyin, even at all costs. Zhou Yan feels that he can fully understand those who are sleepy, dying for love, and crazy for love, just like him, all of this has been completely confirmed in him, only death, I have not yet experienced it; No, or he has realized that because Yinyin has been on the verge of death several times, it is more painful than death.

  "Yinyin——"

Zhou Yan closed his eyes after calling for affection.

At the door, Han Ji slowly walked into the house with a bowl of something and looked at Zhou Yan. There was an unconcealable sadness on Han Ji's face. Although she knew what Zhou Yan was thinking, she could only look at it. After getting used to it, she would often become numb, just like Han Ji-like.

  The faint fragrance awakened Zhou Yan's soberness. When he opened his eyes, he saw Han Ji’s gentle face...

"How did you come?"

   "Go and rest."

   Sit up straight, Han Ji happened to put the bowl on the table.

   "Drink this and go take a rest, you are tired."

  Listening to Han Ji’s gentle voice, it seemed to Zhou Yan that it was as gentle as being blown by the breeze.

"do you feel better now?"

Ignoring Han Ji’s concern, Zhou Yan in turn greeted Han Ji. On the way to Zhao Guo, it was because Han Ji was unwell, so he barely caught up on the birthday party. Although he was impressed that Han Ji was not a weak person, Zhou Yan was still I worry about how little I care about Han Ji, which can also be said to be a responsibility.

  "It’s much better. Compared to me, you should care more about yourself now, right?"

  Han Ji went on to the topic very cleverly, not clear, just pure concern.

Since Han Ji doesn’t ask, Zhou Yan will not take the initiative. Besides, speaking out in principle will only hurt Han Ji. Every time when Han Ji is by his side, Zhou Yan will feel guilty for only Yinyin in his heart, especially in Han Ji. More generous and tolerant than anyone else; in addition to guilt and self-blame, Zhou Yan didn’t know that Tathagata should face Han Ji. He didn’t think of compensation, but no matter how he compensated, it seemed that he couldn’t make up. He didn't say anything, on the contrary, Zhou Yan would only feel even more ashamed of her.

   "We may leave here at any time. If you recover physically, you will leave first. I have already taken care of everything, so don't worry."

   Zhou Yan took the soup bowl handed by Han Ji and said calmly. It sounded like asking for Han Ji’s consent, but in fact it was not allowed to refuse. After all, Zhou Yan always couldn't say what Han Ji was too tough to say.

Han Ji was silent for a moment, watching Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan was stirring the soup with a spoon to cool down. Han Ji knew very well that since Zhou Yan had spoken, there was no room for her to refuse, but she was still happy for Zhou Yan to consult her. In this case, Zhou Yan was relieved that she still remembered her story, and sighed slightly: "Well, if it is what you meant, I have no opinion."

  Zhou Yan paused the hand of the spoon, it was not obvious, and then continued to stir: "Sorry, I will compensate you when this matter is over."

If Zhou Yan didn’t say compensation, Han Ji might be happy. After all, Zhou Yan had only guilt for her, only compensation; the bitterness began to spread on Han Ji’s chest, and she would have thought it was a journey worth looking forward to, perhaps only on the road. When it was unwell, Zhou Yan's thoughtfulness made her feel a little relieved, but after coming to Zhao Guo, she realized that it was the beginning of pain again.

   "...It's okay, I can understand, so there is no need for compensation or compensation."

  Take a deep breath, Han Jiqiang smiled.

Zhou Yan was drinking the soup in one breath, and he heard what Han Ji said. After drinking the soup, he put down the bowl and said: "You don't have to go back in a hurry after you are on the road. You can go where you want to go. You can stay for a while if you feel good. , I will go to you when I have time to deal with everything."

   Is it promise or comfort? Han Ji smiled bitterly. No matter which kind, she was just behind Yinyin. Will it be realized? Han Ji didn't report any hope at all, but maybe she should be a little relieved to hear Zhou Yan say this. Why does the heart still hurt so much?

While Han Ji was thinking, Zhou Yan stood up, Han Ji lowered his head slightly so that he could not see the reality, but Zhou Yan knew that Han Ji had something on his mind. No matter how tolerant Han Ji was, Zhou Yan knew that Han Ji was impossible. I don't hate him at all; even so, as long as it is Han Ji, Zhou Yan has no complaints, and gently put his hand on Han Ji's slender shoulder, obviously feeling her body tremble, and said: " Go get ready, I want to take you out and have a look. You haven't been out shopping since you came here, right?"

Zhou Yan’s actions shocked Han Ji, and the words made Han Ji even more surprised. As if dreaming, Han Ji raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Yan fixedly, only to see a slight curve of Zhou Yan’s lips, and then let go. When it was opened, Han Ji stood there blankly.