Ninety-Nine The Love Buried by Time (Ninety-Nine)

So, after that, every time Yu Zeyao said he wanted to get married, Jingyu would block it again and again with the excuse of 'waiting for Jingrong to come back'. The child in her belly also seemed to be cooperating with her and made no movement.

He started to become a little impatient, but Jing Yu remained calm and composed. In her opinion, they were still young and he had just started. She didn't want to be a black spot for him, nor did she want his career to be precarious because of her.

Moreover, she could afford to wait.

Time passes slowly, and the Spring Festival is here in a blink of an eye.

Before the Spring Festival, Yu Zeyao was very busy and was abroad almost every day. On New Year's Eve, no one was seen.

Jing Yu accompanied his father in the hospital, personally wiped his body and changed his clothes. When he was about to leave, he heard the nurse rushing out of the ward excitedly, "Miss Jing, the old man is awake! Hurry up!" come and see!"

After the nurse finished speaking, she was already running to call the doctor.

Jing Yu was overjoyed and returned to the ward, only to see that his father, who had been lying unconscious on the bed, actually opened his eyes. But those eyes were always dark, as if covered with a thick layer of gray, with almost no luster.

"Dad!" Jing Yu walked over and held the old man's rough, withered hand, "Dad, can you hear me?"

She lay down in the old man's ear and whispered. As soon as he opened his mouth, tears already wet his eyes.

The old man seemed to have heard it, but also seemed not to have heard it. His eyes moved, but he could not focus the light. The dry and pale lips moved, but no sound came out of his throat.

Soon, the doctor hurried in.

The old man was pushed into the examination room and underwent various examinations.

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Yu Zeyao had just landed back home when a group of people walked out of the air force base.

Zhuang Yan answered the phone, walked towards him with a heavy face, and said in a low voice: "Sir, it's a call from the hospital."

Yu Zeyao raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuang Yan, "Say."

"Jing Chaochen is awake. Moreover, Miss Jing is in the hospital now."

Yu Zeyao's face darkened.

Zhuang Yan continued: "But fortunately Jing Chaochen can't speak now.

It will take some time for your mind to truly clear up. "

"Send the New Year's gift to my wife for me and tell her that I will go there early tomorrow morning." Yu Zeyao ordered, "Give me the car keys."

Zhuang Yan wanted to say something else, but in the end he said nothing and just handed the key to him.

When Jing Chaochen wakes up, I'm afraid that Miss Jing and him will only go further and further apart. Zhuang Yan felt that this might not be such a bad thing.

After all, at this juncture, it is really not suitable for Mr. Jing to be with Miss Jing.

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The old man is doing various examinations.

Jing Yu had been waiting anxiously outside. She was restless and excited.

When Yu Zeyao came over, he saw her happily asking questions to the nurse beside her. The lights in the hospital were very bright. She stood there, her little face was dazzling, and her whole person was extremely alive.

Yu Zeyao felt that this look was probably when she was most charming and happiest.

But……

At this moment, every bit of her smile was tugging at his heart.

She didn't even notice that he was here and had been standing there for several minutes.

He had a vague illusion that she was getting away from him little by little with such a smile. No matter how much power he has, he may not be able to bring her back or save her.

"Sir." Until the nurse found him first and greeted him.

He said 'hmm'.

Jing Yu then turned around and saw him, his joy was beyond words. She didn't ask the nurse anymore, and walked quickly towards him, "When did you come? I thought you were still abroad."

Yu Zeyao held her in his arms with one arm, "I thought about coming back to spend New Year's Eve with you. I have been ignoring you during this period, are you unhappy?"

He said, caressing the back of her head, feeling her warmth lustfully.

She smiled and shook her head, "I'm not unhappy. I'm so happy now that I almost want to jump."

She grabbed his hand on the back of her head and held it tightly, "My dad is awake. He finally opened his eyes today. I want to thank you!"

Jing Yu held his finger and pressed a kiss on his finger excitedly. She was so lost in her excitement and joy that she didn't even notice the man's extremely complicated expression, "If it weren't for you, my dad would not have woken up so quickly!"

Yu Zeyao looked at the joyful look, clasped the back of her head with his big palm, picked her up, and kissed her hard without any explanation.

Jing Yu was stunned at first.

Somewhat unexpected.

She didn't expect that he would kiss her so crazily at this time and on this occasion.

She subconsciously resisted, but the man kissed her so hard that he didn't give her any space to break free. She pushed his hands, but he pushed them directly behind her back.

His movements were a bit rough, and Jingyu was hurt by him, so he let out an 'um' sound. He still didn't care, as if he was venting something or asking for something.

Jing Yu could clearly feel that this kiss was full of uneasiness.

When the medical staff on the side saw this scene, they all looked at each other, smiled, and walked away silently.

Jingyu struggled from the beginning to finally just letting him kiss her. I don't know how long it took for this kiss to finally let go.

He looked down at her from above, his eyes solemn and solemn. He was breathing heavily, but he hadn't spoken to her for a long time.

Jing Yu calmed down his breathing before looking up at him, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"When can we leave?" Yu Zeyao didn't answer, just asked.

"My dad is undergoing a checkup." Jingyu bit his lip, "There are many tests to be done, and I don't know when they will be finished."

Yu Zeyao didn't say anything.

Jingyu saw that he looked solemn, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment of consideration, he just asked: "Do you still want to go to your wife?"

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yu Zeyao calmed his breath, looked at her deeply again, and turned to walk out.

Outside the hospital, the cold wind was biting.

The wind blew over, and his emotions suddenly calmed down a lot.

He lit a cigarette for himself, put it in his mouth, and blew out the smoke. Under the haze, fireworks not far away suddenly rose, illuminating the entire dark night sky like daytime.

However, such brilliance was fleeting.

No matter how hard anyone tried to reach it, they could never reach it.

Jingyu followed him out and saw the cigarette in his hand from a distance. She stood behind him, looking at the desolate and lonely back, thinking.

She wanted to go forward, but she didn't go forward after all.

The two people were obviously very close, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that there was an insurmountable ditch between them.

She was not stupid.

If she thought that her father's displeasure with his sobriety was just an illusion before, then tonight, everything was revealed to her, and it was not an illusion.