bookcurios Chapter 1773 I can’t stand it any longer
Chapter 1773 I can’t stand it any longer
Zhan Yan rushed out of the room without wearing any shoes.
My brain quickly imagined all the bad possibilities.
Just as he was about to call Xiao Shan and others, he saw Wen Rao and Zhan's mother walking out of the kitchen with breakfast.
"Honey, are you awake?"
Wen Rao greeted Zhan Yan naturally.
Zhan Yan's face was clearly in shock.
"Xiao Yan, come down for dinner. Breakfast was made by Rao Rao himself."
Zhan's mother winked at Zhan Yan as she spoke.
At this moment, Zhan Yan felt so unreal.
He was in a trance for a moment, like a dream.
Zhan Yan stood for a few seconds, regained some sense, and walked downstairs quickly. Halfway through, he realized that he was not wearing slippers.
He stopped suddenly at the top of the stairs.
If he goes back to wear slippers now, what if Rao Rao gets sick at this point?
Zhan Yan never thought that one day, he would think twice about something as simple as going back to his room, putting on slippers and going downstairs.
"Xiao Yan, why are you standing still? I'm here with Rao Rao! Go put on your shoes quickly."
Zhan's mother saw Zhan Yan's hesitation and signaled him not to stand still.
A mother naturally knows her son's concerns. She stepped forward and said in a low voice,
“Raoruo woke up early and said she would make breakfast for you, but she seemed to have no memory of what happened last night.
Don’t mention it for a while. "
Zhan Yan's mother's words cleared up Zhan Yan's previous doubts. He took a deep breath, nodded to his mother, turned around and quickly went upstairs to change his shoes.
The moment he lowered his head to look for his slippers, his eyes couldn't stop feeling sore and swollen.
The more fragile a scene you don’t want anyone to see, the more it will be infinitely magnified when you are alone.
When I just woke up, I couldn't see Wen Rao's panicked scene flashing before my eyes like a lingering shadow.
He put on his slippers and took a few steps before stopping.
Because it was very uncomfortable to walk, he looked down and saw that the shoes on both sides were worn backwards.
At this moment, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell weakly on the bed.
Fatigue, tension, pain, torture, and the determination to replace Wen Rao's illness all surged over him at this moment, instantly defeating his once proud self-confidence and ability to strategize.
Wen Rao waited for Zhan Yan downstairs for ten minutes, but Zhan Yan didn't even come downstairs.
Just as Wen Rao was about to go up to find him, Zhan Yan appeared at the door neatly dressed in a new suit.
"Honey, I want to go to the company directly after breakfast, so I changed my clothes first."
Zhan Yan walked downstairs as if nothing was wrong and naturally took Wen Rao's hand.
The clothes he had changed out of were placed in the clothes basket in the bathroom upstairs.
Wanting to calm down, he ran to the bathroom and kept washing his face with cold water, getting all wet.
When he looked at himself in the mirror, embarrassed and confused, at that moment he returned to the scene last night where he and Wen Rao were separated by a door but in mutual pain.
At this moment, he made an important decision.
Wen Rao sat down and served him a bowl of porridge. Zhan's mother frowned and looked at Zhan Yan, feeling that something was wrong with him.
Wen Rao would have felt it before, but now she only sees the superficial emotions.
Zhan Yan had breakfast with Wen Rao as if nothing happened.
Wen Rao stayed at home to recuperate. He called his mother out alone before going to work.
"Xiao Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Zhan's mother looked at Zhan Yan worriedly.
She hoped that Wen Rao would recover soon, and she didn't want her son to get sick. His palms and backs were covered in flesh. Sometimes she would rather be the one who got sick.
"Mom, I have something to tell you."
Zhan Yan's tone and attitude was to inform Zhan's mother, not to discuss.
Even if Zhan's mother disagrees, he will stick to his idea.