He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Seeing solemnly, he nodded, "Sir, then I will go out first."

Yu Zeyao responded with an "um" from his nose. Solemn didn't have any extra words, so he turned around and went out.

The door of the ward was closed, and for a while, there were only two of them left in the room.

Sitting on the bedside, Jing Yu glanced down at him with complicated eyes. There was a thin layer of mist in his eyes.

On her chest, it seemed that there was a strong emotion rushing against her. She suddenly opened her arm and wrapped it around his neck. Face, close to his face.

She moved extremely lightly for fear of getting his wounds.

With a full embrace in his arms, Yu Zeyao's frowning eyebrows unconsciously relaxed. For a while, I just felt that even the pain on my body was not so obvious.

Raised his hand hard and hugged her back.

"Why are you here?" he asked. The voice is also dry and dumb.

Jing Yu didn't speak immediately, but just hugged him so quietly. After a long time, the anxiety and worries in his heart gradually disappeared.

Fearing to press on his wound, remove it from his shoulder. Eyes met his gaze, "Mo Huan brought me here."

"she was?"

Yu Zeyao raised her eyebrows, "What did she bring you here for?"

"If it weren't for her to tell me, I don't even know about your injury." Jing Yu looked at him, "Did you not plan to tell me?"

"This is not a good thing, what can I say?" Yu Zeyao raised his hand and touched her eyes. He could feel the moist touch on her eyelashes, "Why are you crying?"

Jing Yu held his hand, his palm was cold.

"I didn't cry." Jing Yu sniffed. "Sorryly refuses to tell me about Jingrong, then you tell me."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, and then said: "Don't lie to me anymore, I know that others are still in China."

"He's been there all the time."

"Wen Yanzhi? Why are you still with him?"

"I let Yanzhi take care of him."

Jing Yu pondered for a moment, "Is it... Jing Rong was hurt more than I knew, but it was actually much heavier?"

Yu Zeyao glanced at her with a deep glance, and did not hide it from her anymore, "I was afraid that you could not stand the shock, so I didn't tell you immediately. If it wasn't for you to find out, I didn't intend to let you know so early."

As Jing Yu listened, his heart hung in his throat.

"Then what's the situation with him now? Is the injury still serious? To what extent is he healed?"

Yu Zeyao looked at her, pulled his lips, and said with difficulty: "It is me who is still hurt very badly."

Seeing his pale and distressed, Jing Yu stopped the voice in time.

Now that Jing Rong has Wen Yanzhi taking care of him, nothing will happen to him.

"Then do you want to sleep for a while?" Jing Yu asked him. Touched his forehead. Fortunately, he still had a high fever last night, and now the fever has subsided.

She was relieved again.

Yu Zeyao shook his head, leaned on the pillow, and held Jing Yu's hand. Jing Yu's cell phone rang, she took it out and saw that it was a call from a colleague, only then did she notice that it was late.

"My colleague's phone number should be to see if I didn't go to work, and call to remind me."

"Then you go to work first."

Jing Yu looked at him like this and shook his head, "Still not going, I'll call to ask for a leave."

Yu Zeyao was obviously satisfied with her decision. Jing Yu held the phone and went out.

Only when he opened the door of the ward, he saw Mo Huan standing at the door. She didn't seem to know whether to go in or not, and the hand knocking on the door lifted and put it down. As soon as Jing Yu came out, she saw her hesitating.

Mo Huan didn't expect that Jing Yu would suddenly open the door, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Jing Yu smiled at her, "Morning."

"Morning." Mo Huan glanced at the ward, then at Jing Yu with bloodshot eyes, "You stayed here all night last night?"

Jing Yu nodded, "Anyway, I will be alone when I go back, so I might as well be at ease here."

Mo Huan nodded, "Ze Yao definitely hopes you can stay with him here."

Jing Yu glanced at Mo Huan and smiled: "Ze Yao is already awake, I'm going to make a phone call, if Miss Mo doesn't mind, please help me see him, and I'll be back soon."

Mo Huan glanced at Jing Yu gratefully, "Okay. Go ahead."

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Yu Zeyao was asleep leaning on the head of the bed, and when he heard the door opening, he thought it was Jing Yu who turned back. Instinctively opened his eyes, but Mo Huan entered the goal.

"How about it, has the fever subsided?" Mo Huan went in and sat down by the bed.

"Return."

"That's good. Your unconsciousness these past few days really scared me."

"I heard that you invited her over." Yu Zeyao glanced at Mo Huan and solemnly said, "Thank you."

Mo Huan smiled wryly. It's hard to hide the loss in the eyes.

"I know you don't want her to worry, so you don't let her come. Otherwise, which turn is my turn to be this good person? To be honest, if I can...I don't want to invite her."

Yu Zeyao looked at Mo Huan's sullen complexion, pondered for a moment, only spit out two words in a low voice, "Sorry."

"I'm sorry about feelings?" Mo Huan shook his head. He raised his head and looked at each other with deep eyes, "Ze Yao, I want to ask you a question."

"You ask. As long as I know, I know everything."

"If there is no Jingyu, is it possible for us?"

Yu Zeyao pondered for a moment before returning to this question, "If we can really get married, it must be a political marriage."

This answer is frank, but extremely cruel.

"Isn't it said that love also comes first?" Mo Huan laughed to himself, "I appeared in your life much earlier than Jing Yu, but it seems to be of no use."

"In fact, I met her a few years ago. I have been looking for her for the following years."

Yu Zeyao's words surprised Mo Huan, "So, this is love at first sight?"

"Yes, it was love at first sight." A rare faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. The look seemed full of warmth, which made Mo Huan envied. He was like this, she had never seen him before. Obviously, it only appears when Jing Yu is mentioned.

"I saw her again later, and this affection became love." Yu Zeyao said calmly: "Even I was caught off guard."

Mo Huan thought, this man probably didn't know that what he was talking about at the moment was touching words of love.

"But, you have to know, if we don't get married. With my father, it's hard for you to convince him to support you."

"Right is indeed my most important goal. However, now it can only be ranked second." Yu Zeyao did not change much, "I am 30, I should have a home that truly belongs to me. Not There are only swelling rights and desires."

"I understand." Mo Huan couldn't tell how he felt. She hopes that it is herself that can give this man the feeling of home, but this is no longer possible. She should have been uncomfortable, but he can spend the rest of his life with his lover, and she has blessings in his heart.

"Don't worry, although we can't get married, my dad always admires you. I think as long as I explain to him, he will still support you."

Yu Zeyao looked at Mo Huan gratefully, and solemnly thanked him again.

Outside the door, Jing Yu came back after the call and heard them clearly.

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