The woman put her legs together and moved her arms uncomfortably.
Shen Yu pretended not to notice, turned on the phone, swiped with a long finger, opened the folder, and found today's video file.
A window popped up and the video started playing automatically.
The perspective of the driving recorder is facing the windshield. No one can be seen in the picture, only the road and the passing traffic.
Mingyao exhaled, and her frozen body relaxed a little.
After playing the video for a few minutes, there was only footage of the vehicle moving, with no useful information.
Shen Yu pulled the progress bar back.
-"Are you going home today?"
A woman's smiling voice came from the video file.
It seemed that it was Hang Xinran's voice, and Shen Yu turned up the volume on the computer.
-"...No, I'll go back the day after tomorrow."
A male voice answered hesitantly. The voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in the silent corridor.
Shen Yu felt the woman next to him tremble suddenly, and her face turned pale as she faced the screen, as if she had seen some horrific scene.
Mingyao closed her eyes, her eyelids turning red.
This is indeed Chen Ke's voice. His voice is not as deep as that of ordinary men. It is brighter and very recognizable. She will not hear it wrong.
I opened my eyes again and looked carefully at the date under the video. It was today.
Mingyao bit her lip and didn't want to continue reading, but she froze in her seat and refused to leave.
Then there was a rustling sound of fabric and heavy breathing coming from the computer.
There are no characters in the picture, which makes it more imaginative.
What are they doing? Mingyao clenched her fists tightly, not daring to think about it.
The car continued to drive, and when it encountered a red light, it stopped within 90 seconds.
There was silence for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of a woman's laughter and coquettishness, and it was unclear what was being said...
Then there was an ambiguous sound of water.
"...Tsk...Uh-huh...Woo..."
Snapped--! !
The laptop on his lap was suddenly closed by a plain white hand.
Shen Yu turned his head and looked over. The woman drooped her neck and lowered her head, her hair fell, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.
"...thank you...thank you for telling me this..."
Mingyao stood up with his hands on the seat, only to feel a chill entering from his nose to his limbs, even the joints of his bones were cold. His feet were like two ice cubes, and he couldn't control himself when he walked.
My mind was groggy, a ball of mush, and I had no ideas.
She turned around and wanted to leave the hospital and this place.
Yes, she admitted.
She is not a strong person and she just wants to escape when things happen.
She didn't want to face these things, and she didn't want to face the reality that her husband had a car accident and betrayed her at the same time.
All she wanted now was to go home, lie on the bed, cover herself with a quilt, and have a deep sleep.
Shen Yu looked at the woman's slender back.
Her reaction was much smaller than she expected.
Could it be that...she didn't have deep feelings for her husband?
The woman's figure gradually disappeared from sight. Shen Yu felt that his mood was a little low, but he didn't know why.
Lowering his eyes, he saw a black shoulder bag falling on the ground. Shen Yu reached out and picked it up. This should be her bag.
Throwing the computer aside, Shen Yu got up and chased after him.
***
Mingyao opened her eyes, and there was a bright and warm light in front of her eyes.
Blinking blankly, Mingyao turned around and found that she was lying on a hospital bed in a single room.
The bed is very soft and the body is warm and comfortable.
"Are you awake?" A man's face suddenly appeared in his sight, handsome and handsome.
Mingyao was startled. She held her hands on the bed and tried to get up, but her whole body was weak and she fell down tremblingly.
A strong arm wrapped around her shoulders, helping her sit up, then let go, pulling the quilt down and tucking her in.
"Thanks......"
She found that the man had taken off his black coat and was wearing only a gray shirt on his upper body. He looked much stronger than when he was wearing the coat. He had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his muscle lines were looming. The hem of his shirt was tucked into crisp suit pants and tied with a black belt. rise.
Mingyao lowered her head, not wanting to look at his face for some reason.
"You just fainted on the first floor of the hospital. It should be due to hypoglycemia and stimulation." The man raised his wrist, revealing his exquisite watch, "You were unconscious for about an hour and a half."
He looked at Mingyao, who had her head lowered, with clear collarbones and slender shoulders. Shen Yu clenched his fists, recalling the arc of his hold on her shoulders just now.
He was very thin. He was lying on the hospital bed just now, and the quilt didn't even rise or fall.
Shen Yu poured a glass of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to her. In addition to the bed, this single ward is also equipped with a sofa, coffee table, TV, microwave, etc., as well as a separate bathroom with complete facilities.
Mingyao was indeed thirsty, so she drank all the water in the cup without thinking of thanking him.
"I ordered takeout, you can eat some." Shen Yu picked up the food box on the coffee table, opened the small table that came with the hospital bed, and placed it on it.
Mingyao was startled, waving her hands and shaking her head, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, you really don't need it, you can eat it yourself..."
"I've already eaten it just now." Secretary Feng bought it.
"If you don't eat it, you can just throw it away."
Shen Yu took out the chopsticks and handed them to Mingyao's right hand, "Eat quickly, it should still be hot now."
His tone was gentle with a hint of command and control.
Mingyao subconsciously took the chopsticks, and then pursed her lips in regret.
I looked at the food box in front of me. It was made of wood and had a handle. It had three layers and was engraved with patterns. It was completely different from the ordinary takeout lunch box. I didn’t know which restaurant I had ordered it from. It looked like it was worth a lot of money. .
I don’t know how much it will cost, at least a few hundred yuan. This money will have to be paid back to him later, and oh, by the way, there are also medical expenses.
Shen Yu watched Mingyao start to daze again while holding chopsticks, sighed, and stepped forward to help her take out the dishes.
A plate of fresh rapeseed, steamed pork ribs, shrimp and tofu soup, and a bowl of rice all exuded a touch of heat.
Steamed pork ribs.
Ribs.
Mingyao suddenly remembered that the ribs she stewed in the morning were still in the rice cooker at home.
In an instant, grievances, anger, sadness, confusion, helplessness, and negative emotions that had been suppressed all surged up like a tsunami and swallowed her up.
The chopsticks fell to the ground with a bang.
She covered her face and cried loudly, tears flowing from between her fingers, her shoulders shrugged, and she couldn't help sobbing.
"Woo...Woo..."
Shen Yu opened his mouth. He rarely felt at a loss, but now he was indeed at a loss.
"You, stop crying." The man said dryly as he took out a few pieces of paper and handed them over.
Not only did the woman not stop, she cried even louder.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Yu sat sideways on the edge of the bed and patted the woman's thin back with his palms. The silky hair was tangled in his fingers, and a light fragrance penetrated the nose and entered the limbs.
Shen Yu's body was a little stiff, and he controlled the strength of his hands and stroked them one by one.
