Half past six in the morning.
It was just dawn, and the man had already finished several sets of exercises. He was sweating profusely and his black sportswear was soaked.
He crossed his arms and took off his clothes. The man in the mirror was slender and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. Every line was clear and strong. The sweat on his neck slid down from his chest muscles to his well-defined abdominal muscles.
This is naturally the result of years of exercise.
He doesn't like feeling out of control. Gaining weight and losing shape is also a type of loss of control.
He has a precise schedule for doing things. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, or working all night, he strictly implements his exercise plan.
This will keep his mind clear and his body more energetic.
No matter what you do, you need a good body.
Suddenly, a fragile face appeared in his mind.
I wonder if her health is feeling better...
Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, then wiped his sweat with a towel and stopped thinking.
*
"Mr. Shen, these require your signature."
Secretary Feng put several documents on his desk.
Shen Yu opened it and looked at it, took out a credit card bill, looked at the numbers on it, and sneered.
"Where is Hang Xinran now?"
"Madam... has been transferred to the hospital and seems to be recuperating in Australia..."
Shen Yu's eyes were slightly lowered, his eyelashes cast a shadow, and his tone was calm and indifferent:
"She knows that the matter has been exposed and is avoiding me."
That's all, even if it's a divorce, there's no rush.
Especially for a family with mixed interests like theirs, the divorce lawsuit will take a long time.
"Stop this credit card first."
"OK."
Secretary Feng was about to turn around and leave when he heard his boss speak again,
"Have you finished collecting that...information?"
What information?
Secretary Feng was stunned, his mind kept recalling the information he had missed...
Didn't think of it.
He hoped that the boss would give him some tips, but the man just looked down at the contract, as if he just asked casually.
"Forget it, let's go."
The man frowned and waved his hand, driving him out of the office.
Secretary Feng was thinking hard along the way, and when he walked to the bathroom, he suddenly had an idea! He remembered!
That wedding photo!
That woman in the hospital!
What Mr. Shen wants is her information!
Secretary Feng felt that he had discovered a shocking secret, but he couldn't tell the people around him, and his face turned red from holding back. His colleagues thought he was in a hurry to have diarrhea and quickly gave him his seat.
But... Mr. Shen later said he didn't want the information.
Secretary Feng felt like a eunuch beside the emperor. He not only had to obey instructions, but also had to figure out the holy will.
Do you still want to make this information yourself?
*
Today the doctor told Mingyao good news.
After two surgeries, Chen Ke's condition has basically stabilized and the CT results are good.
Although he is still in a coma, he can be transferred from the acute care unit to a general ward.
Some people say that when you feel that life is painful, go to the hospital. There are people here who long for life but are terminally ill, and there are also people who are suffering from illness and are worse off than dead.
When you see those people, you will be glad that at least you have a healthy body.
Mingyao didn't feel lucky, only depressed.
Chen Ke moved into a four-person ward. All the patients living here were patients with similar illnesses. There was also a patient in the next bed who had been in a car accident. She was a middle-aged woman. It is said that she will retire in two years, but now He has been lying on the hospital bed in a coma for two months and has not yet woken up.
Mingyao inquired about it, and found out that in cases like Chen Ke's, some people gradually become conscious within a few weeks, and some even lie in the hospital bed for two or three years without any reaction at all...
People in the ward came in and out, and everyone looked heavy and tired.
Mingyao wiped Chen Ke's face and hands. Seeing him without any reaction, Mingyao felt mixed emotions in her heart. She walked to the stairs of the hospital and looked into the distance.
The temperature has dropped again recently, and it's so cold that Mingyao feels chilly even wearing a down jacket, but despite this, she would rather stand here and get cold than go back to that ward.
I always feel out of breath.
He reached into his pocket to keep warm and accidentally touched a cardboard box. When he took it out, he saw that it was a pack of cigarettes.
Mingyao was stunned, and then she remembered that a few days ago, she bumped into a boy from her class smoking in the corridor. Mingyao was shocked because the boy had good academic performance and was usually very well-behaved and quiet. I didn't expect to be able to puff out smoke so skillfully.
The boy didn't panic at all when he saw Mingyao. He even told Mingyao with a smile that smoking can relieve stress and improve academic performance. Please Mingyao not to inform his parents.
Mingyao had no choice but to act like a teacher, lectured him, and confiscated the cigarette.
At that time, I casually put the cigarette case into my pocket, and then forgot about it.
Mingyao looked at the box of cigarettes carefully.
She has been a well-behaved person since she was a child. She listened to her parents when she was a child, and listened to her teachers when she grew up. Even when she was in college, she never missed class, went to bed early and got up early.
Maybe you didn't dare to do it when you were a child, but as time goes by, 'obeying the rules' is engraved in your nerves and becomes a habit.
Well, those who don’t follow the rules…
What were they thinking?
The smiling face of the smoking boy appeared in Mingyao's mind, and he recalled the ambiguous voice in the driving recorder...
Finger pulls out a cigarette from the cigarette case.
When she took it into her mouth, Mingyao remembered that she didn't have a lighter on her at all.
She smiled awkwardly, and just as she was about to take the cigarette out of her mouth, a square brass-colored retro lighter was handed to her.
Mingyao looked back, almost frightened by the cigarette in her mouth.
"Shen, Mr. Shen?"
The man standing in front of him was still as handsome as ever. He was wearing a dark gray coat and had an outstanding temperament. He was holding the delicate lighter in his well-defined hand.
"Aren't you going to light up your cigarette?"
Mingyao shook her head quickly, took out the cigarette from her mouth and held it in her hand, like a student who was caught in the wrong by the teacher, but Mingyao didn't have as good a mind as that boy.
Although Mr. Shen showed his talents and helped himself solve big troubles, for some reason, Mingyao was a little afraid of him and even dared not look directly into his eyes.
Shen Yu took back the lighter, took a few steps forward, walked to the window and stood side by side with Mingyao, looking out the window.
It's not a problem to do this while standing.
Mingyao opened his mouth to ask, "Are you coming to the hospital for something?" ', then he thought that his wife and Chen Ke had a car accident at the same time, and he must have come to the hospital to see his wife.
Mingyao had been avoiding his wife, so he changed the topic.
"Mr. Shen, do you also smoke?"
"Um."
"Is it to relieve stress?" Mingyao asked.
"This is a misunderstanding. In fact, smoking cannot relieve stress." Shen Yu looked at her and said seriously:
"I smoke out of social needs. People doing business often have the habit of smoking and drinking. By passing cigarettes to each other and lighting cigarettes, we can quickly shorten the distance between us."
Mingyao nodded to express his understanding, thinking about what to eat later.
"Smoking is very harmful to the body, so try to smoke less." Shen Yu finally added.
Mingyao hurriedly explained, "I know, I didn't buy these cigarettes, I confiscated them from the students."
Shen Yu: "Miss Song is a teacher?"
Mingyao: "Yes, Chinese teacher at Experimental Middle School."
"This job is very suitable for you." Shen Yu looked at her with a soft smile on his lips.
"Many people say so." Mingyao turned her head and looked out the window, "What does Mr. Shen do?"
"I'm just doing some small business." The man rested his elbows by the window, looking a little lazy. The sun was shining on the side of his face. His eyebrows and eyes were three-dimensional and deep, and his whole body was noble and a little loose.
Mingyao knew that this must be a modest statement, and she couldn't help but feel slightly confused.
In the dead of night, she also thought about why Chen Ke cheated?
After all, their relationship was stable, and before the car accident, she didn't notice anything wrong with Chen Ke.
Perhaps it's because there is no freshness between the two. Ordinary couples still have a seven-year itch, not to mention that they have known each other for more than 20 years. Perhaps because of his meek personality, I have to rely on Chen Ke to make decisions on many things. Maybe it's because the cheating partner is beautiful and charming...
But judging from these few contacts, Shen Yu can definitely be regarded as a high-quality man in the worldly sense. Although he seems a little distant, he does things properly and carefully.
Although Chen Ke is not bad, but compared with him...
One sky and one earth.
So, why did his wife cheat on Chen Ke?
Does Mr. Shen have some unknown... hobbies in private?
