The woman''s voice came out of her chest with some trance and unreal, but Fu Jiabei heard it clearly word by word.


    He held Zeng Mingyue''s arm instinctively, and his heart trembled slightly because of her sentence I love you.


    He chuckled slightly, "Zeng Mingyue, do you think if you say a few good words, I won''t be angry with you?"


    Zeng Mingyue just woke up, dizzy and distended. She really couldn''t distinguish between dream and reality. Fu Jiabei held her arm and made an effort. Where Wu Zhengyan hurt her all over, she shouted.


    The pain and discomfort of the body were so real that he was not dreaming, but his voice was also so real, right in her ear.


    Zeng Mingyue was stiff, suddenly withdrew from Fu Jiabei''s arms, and looked at him incredulously and greedily.


    "You... Why are you here?"


    Her face was in a trance. Fu Jiabei sneered, "don''t want to see me?"


    He said, stood up and turned to leave. Zeng Mingyue was worried. The whole person got up in a panic, knelt on the hospital bed and hugged Fu Jiabei''s waist.


    "Don''t go... Don''t let you go."


    She almost greedily absorbed his breath, and the whole person was trembling slightly.


    She tried her best to break her heart with a knife. Only then did she have the courage to let go of his hand and keep herself away from him.


    But now he appeared in front of her again, gave her warmth and redeemed her from the cold world. She couldn''t release his hand again.


    Even if it''s selfish, she won''t let him go.


    "Let go!"


    Listening to Zeng Mingyue''s trembling voice, Fu Jiabei shook his fists, but his eyes were still cold, and his voice said in a low voice.


    Zeng Mingyue''s tears fell. She tightened her arms and held Fu Jiabei. She opened her mouth, but she couldn''t make a sound. She had to keep shaking her head and shaking down two lines of tears.


    "We broke up, let go!"


    The man''s low voice sounded again, with endless indifference.


    Zeng Mingyue''s hand shook and felt that the whole heart had been hollowed out.


    Yes, Fu Jiabei was so proud that he followed Wu Zhengyan and said he didn''t like him at all. He parted hands with him. How could he still wait for himself and be with himself.


    Zeng Mingyue felt cold all over, and the strength of her body and even the whole soul were suddenly pulled away. She slowly released her hand.


    Fu Jiabei froze and strode out of the ward.


    Zeng Mingyue fell and sat on the bed. He didn''t even have the courage to look up at his back when he left. Big tears trickled down and filled the snow-white sheets.


    Last time she broke up with Fu Jiabei, she could barely restrain herself, but this time she really collapsed and soon burst into tears.


    Outside, Fu Jiabei just thought of Zeng Mingyue''s previous breakup and wanted to make her long heart. When she heard the crying inside, she was not willing.


    He frowned with impatience. He turned around, pushed open the door and went in.


    Zeng Mingyue was out of breath, and her eyes were blurred by tears. Fu Jiabei stood by the bed for a long time, but she didn''t find it until a man''s speechless voice came over her head.


    "Zeng Mingyue, aren''t you the one who wants to break up? I''m the one who was abandoned."


    Zeng Mingyue suddenly raised her head and saw a familiar figure with blurred tears. She opened her mouth, but her voice didn''t come out. She first hiccupped.


    There are still scars on a small face. Now it is full of tears. It''s a little ugly, but it''s pathetic.


    It was her own girl. She had been frightened and suffered a loss. Now she cried so miserably that she couldn''t lose her temper at the time.


    He stepped forward and raised his hand to press Zeng Mingyue back to his chest, with some helpless anger in his voice.


    "Zeng Mingyue, are you stupid?"


    He was cheated here by such a bastard as Wu Zhengyan. If he hadn''t just come here today, Fu Jiabei couldn''t imagine the result.


    Zeng Mingyue leaned against Fu Jiabei and felt his existence again. His arms, temperature and breath, tears fell more uncontrollably. She could only hold his shirt tightly, as if she was afraid of him running away.


    Fu Jiabei was distressed and helpless. He raised his hand and stroked Zeng Mingyue''s trembling back.


    "Well, don''t cry."


    He comforted softly, but Zeng Mingyue seemed to turn on the crying switch, and the valve failed. For a while, she couldn''t stop at all. The more he comforted, the more painful she cried.


    Foucault simply stopped talking and let her cry in her arms.


    Zeng Mingyue was really crying and depressed during this period of time. On the one hand, he was like a huge stone in his heart. He lived day and night in the fear of mental illness he might have. On the other hand, he also endured the painful thought of breaking up with Fu Jiabei.


    She has to face abnormal Wu Zhengyan every day. She doesn''t even dare to cry for fear that when she cries, the whole person will collapse and lose the courage to live.


    Now I''m in Fu Jiabei''s arms and cry completely.


    Fu Jiabei also found that it should be better for her to vent like this, so he quietly let her hold it. He looked at the girl he liked crying so painful and miserable, and his heart was in a mess.


    The coldness in his eyes also gathered more and more. Once again, he wished he could shoot Wu Zhengyan.


    I don''t know how long it took. Zeng Mingyue couldn''t cry anymore. Gradually, she changed from crying to sobbing. Fu Jiabei followed her hair with her hand.


    "Don''t cry. I''ll double it for you when I know you''ve been bullied, huh?"


    When Zeng Mingyue woke up to see Fu Jiabei, he was immersed in all kinds of emotional shocks when he returned to his life. He didn''t expect to be bullied before.


    Now, reminded by Fu Jiabei, Zeng Mingyue immediately remembered the scene before she fainted. She remembered that she was pressed by Wu Zhengyan and couldn''t get rid of it. She remembered that she bit Wu Zhengyan''s ear hard.


    The disgusting feeling of being violated and humiliated surged up again, and her mouth seemed to be filled with disgusting bloody smell for a moment. Zeng Mingyue couldn''t help crying, pushed away Fu Jiabei, jumped off the ground barefoot, and stumbled into the bathroom.


    Fu Jiabei was suddenly pushed away by her and was stunned. When he recovered, he strode to catch up. He saw Zeng Mingyue squatting on the edge of the toilet and vomiting all the time.


    However, it seemed that she hadn''t eaten anything for a long time. She vomited for a long time, only spitting out a little sour water. She looked very embarrassed and uncomfortable.


    Fu Jiabei clenched his fists again. He suddenly felt that Wu Zhengyan was too cheap. He should scrape the grandson with a knife!