Yu Zhou sat in a wheelchair and looked down at his left foot. The afternoon sun was scattering on her cheeks, and her eyelashes slid, and she was silent for a while.

It’s not that she doesn’t care about anything, but sometimes she thinks about it and there are more important things, so she doesn’t say anything anymore.

But she remembered it in her heart.

"It's nothing." Yu Zhou shook his head, feeling that she could explain this matter clearly to herself.

He has his business to be busy, and she doesn't matter in comparison, so she is not qualified to say anything whether it's disappearing for a month or two.

Don't be sorry for her.

but--

"You should be sorry for something more." Yu Zhou said in a low voice, then looked up at him, and his eyes gradually felt very aggrieved, but he tried his best to endure it, not wanting to show it.

Being a person should be trustworthy.

After saying that, Yu Zhou lowered his head.

She was so depressed that she stopped talking.

After all, nothing is useful now. If you say anything that has happened, it will only make you unhappy if you say more. When you think about it, you will feel uncomfortable.

Yu Zhou glanced at her phone and found that the former landlord had sent her a WeChat message.

She said that there was something that she didn't take away, so she handed it over to the guard's uncle and asked Yu Zhou to go and get it when he had time.

Yu Zhou doesn’t remember anything else, even if there is one, it shouldn’t be important.

But someone sent her a message and said, "It's hard for her to continue to bother others."

So Yu Zhou thought to get it today.

It happened to be out, and it was the way.

After getting on the bus, he was silent all the way. Feng Yi held the steering wheel with his hand and buckled it tightly, turning his head to look at Yu Zhou from time to time.

Yu Zhou lowered his head in a depressed state, his lips tightly pursed, and he couldn't get excited.

After the car stopped, Feng Yi asked her: "Is it here?"

Yu Zhou nodded and replied: "Yes."

Feng Yi was about to get off the car, but Yu Zhou stopped him and said, "I'll go by myself."

"You don't come here."

Feng Yi paused for a moment, and saw that her face was firm, so he didn't say anything, and helped her to the wheelchair and let her go by herself.

About fifty meters ahead was the guard pavilion, and the road was flat. Feng Yi stood next to the car and looked at Yu Zhou's back from a distance.

The wheelchair is very electric and well controlled. Yu Zhou stopped beside the guard booth, smiled and said hello, saying that he would come and get things.

The guard recognized Yu Zhou at a glance, smiled and said that he hadn't seen her for a long time recently, and then turned around and went to the table to look for something.

It's a courier box.

The uncle handed it to Yu Zhou, and looked out and saw her sitting in a wheelchair. He couldn't help but ask what was wrong with her legs.

Yu Zhou shook his head and said nothing, but something happened.

There are also some reports about her injury on the Internet, which has become a hot search, but it is just a splash. In the future, except for her only fans, no one will pay attention to Yu Zhou's injury. How is it going?

Of course, people of their age like the security guard generally do not pay much attention to online news.

"Recover well and recover as soon as possible." Uncle smiled and told her.

Yu Zhou nodded and turned around with his hand in the wheelchair. Because he was not very skilled, he did not turn very smoothly.

At this moment, she looked up and suddenly saw a figure across the street, looking at her. When she saw her looking up, she turned around and turned into the alley.

Yu Zhou was stunned, his eyes stopped in that direction. After a while, he realized with difficulty what he had just seen.

It was clearly not clear to see it, but the figure appeared clearly in my mind, accompanied by a flood of fear.

She stopped in place, froze, put her hands on the side of the wheelchair, and held her fingers tightly.

My brain was confused and I almost lost the ability to think at that moment.

When she stopped, Feng Yi realized something was wrong.

After taking a few glances, Feng Yi raised his leg and walked towards her when he saw that her face was wrong.

Yu Zhou reacted a little at this time, pressed the wheelchair, and continued to move forward slowly.

When Feng Yi was two steps away, she stopped again.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yi looked back in the direction of her gaze, with nothing but passing vehicles.

Yu Zhou didn't know what he could say, but his face was pale and he lost his blood color in an instant.

"I--" Yu Zhou said to his lips, but he couldn't say it.

She looked at Feng Yi and shook her head vigorously.

"I want to go back." She said, her voice almost cried, and she emphasized in a dull voice: "I want to go back!"

"Okay, let's go back."

Feng Yi responded and touched her head with his big hand.

After getting in the car, Feng Yi closed the windows and turned around and left.

Yu Zhou's face was still bad.

After entering the room, she sat for a while before remembering the express box.

So she sat on the sofa and slowly opened the express box.

It seems like an album inside.

Yu Zhou opened and turned two pages.

Some photos of her when she was a child.

Since her parents left, she has never returned to her hometown. These photos have not been seen for a long time, so why did they appear here?

The back flashed for no reason in my mind.

Yu Zhou shook his hand and immediately threw the box away, gasping for breath, living like seeing a ghost.

Feng Yi heard the sound and hurriedly went upstairs.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yu Zhou’s eyes red and there were photos of them scattered all over the ground.

Feng Yi looked down and his heart couldn't help but tighten. He stepped to her side and stopped when he stopped. Yu Zhou grabbed his hand and drilled into his arms.

She was still shaking, holding Feng Yi's sleeve, and the small one was almost invisible to the tall man's arms.

But the fear in her eyes made people's hearts tighten.

Feng Yi didn't know what happened, he only knew that since she came back, her situation had been wrong, but she didn't say it, and he didn't know how to ask.

After just answering a call, she was in a bad mood again.

Yu Zhou held his hand and looked up at Feng Yi, his eyes were wet, and he said in a low voice: "I'm afraid."

It’s really scary, fear that goes deep into the bone marrow.

This is why someone has seen or remembered something, and it is too profound to have such a strong stress response.

This is not the first time.

Feng Yi hugged her tightly, stopped her palms at her neck, and covered her palms warmly, and whispered: "I'm not afraid, I'm here."

His height and strength alone can give people a full sense of security, especially under his willingness to protect him, as if all fears can dissipate in the wind.

Yu Zhou hugged him for a while, and his emotions calmed down and he was much better.

The smell of the man's body came from the tip of her nose, which made her cheeks turn red, but she still refused to let go.

Feng Yi also sat down on the sofa, still holding her with his hands in his arms, and whispered: "I will accompany you and won't leave."

He had left too many times, which made Yu Zhou unable to believe, but no matter what, the only one who could protect her and make her feel at ease now was Feng Yi.

It's dark outside.

Yu Zhou was a little sleepy, and the people were walking down, unknowingly lying on Feng Yi's legs, supporting his eyelids of fighting up and down, and didn't want to sleep.

Feng Yi patted her shoulder lightly and spoke to her softly.

"Yu Zhou, I've been there all the time, but I have nothing to be afraid of."

"No matter what you are afraid of or what you are worried about, I will walk ahead of you and block all the bad things for you."

He is so many years older than her.

A little girl like Zhouzhou is still young, simpler, and has experienced few things. Many times, he should be ahead of everything.

"Go to sleep," he said.

The breathing sounds in the room gradually became longer.

Feng Yi still didn't move, but the patting movement on his hand did not stop.
To be continued...