Chapter 10

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After the argument outside the intensive care unit, Fang Yan had been very resistant to talking to Cheng Zheng. The next morning, during the ward round, Fang Yan was also very taciturn.

Cheng Zheng was not annoyed and continued to ask politely.

The old man on the neighboring bed was already familiar with Cheng Zheng. “Director Cheng, it’s been hard on you. No matter which doctor’s shift it is, you still come to do your rounds in the wards?”

Cheng Zheng smiled gently as usual. “Yes, if you have any questions, feel free to tell me.”

“Are you coming again tomorrow?” The old man asked.

“Yeah.”

Before leaving, Cheng Zheng looked at Fang Yan again.

Fang Yan was curled up in the blanket. Qi You couldn’t get her out no matter how hard she tried. She could only watch Cheng Zheng leave apologetically.

Feeling someone sitting on the bed, Fang Yan tightened the blanket. Qi You was eating grapes when she reached out to pat Fang Yan. “He left already!”

The person under the blanket moved left and right, revealing a messy head. When she heard her cell phone ring, her head shrank back.

“Say I’m not here!”

Qi You pulled the blanket away and mouthed the caller’s name: Cheng Song.

Fang Yan repeated in a low voice, “Say I’m not here.”

On the other end of the line, Cheng Song said, “I’m downstairs at the hospital. I’m flying to England tomorrow. Yanyan, meet me.”

Fang Yan glared at Qi You angrily. You traitor!

Qi You waved her hand awkwardly. “I really didn’t say anything. I don’t know where he found out that you were here and came over himself. Yanyan, if you don’t want to go, don’t. I’ll help you send him away.”

Forget it, Fang Yan thought. She couldn’t hide forever.

This time, Cheng Song was called back by his family. His father was old and his health had never been good. He did not have time to continue playing.

Fang Yan actually supported Cheng Song’s decision. “That’s good too. I’ve long known that you have talent in design. Don’t bury it.”

“I’ll be back in four years at most,” Cheng Song promised.

Looking at his expression, Fang Yan believed in his sincerity this time, but she still shook her head. “Cheng Song, we’ve already broken up. There’s no need to tell me about your future plans.”

For some reason, Cheng Song’s heart felt empty when he heard these words. Fang Yan was not his first girlfriend. Most of the girls were enthusiastic and lively. They knew how to enjoy life and knew how to compromise at the right time. They also knew how to make him happy.

They were completely different from Fang Yan.

But at this moment, Cheng Song suddenly wanted to be willful again and stay in Sea City.

“I’m sorry, Yanyan. I didn’t know that you were injured too. I misunderstood you… I’m going back to England on my own accord this time. Ah Yan… Jiang Yan has already left Sea City. If she needs help in the future, she will ask my cousin for help. Actually, apart from her, I don’t have many female friends. Can you not be angry?”

Fang Yan still shook her head. “I’m not angry. I just feel that maybe we’re really not compatible. Maybe you don’t like me as much as you think. Of course, maybe that applies to me too. Let’s just be friends.”

Cheng Song seemed unable to refute or refuse.

Before Cheng Song left, Fang Yan gently hugged him.

“Have a safe trip,” Fang Yan said.

Being friends wasn’t bad. After all, there was still a connection. Cheng Song comforted himself like this. The first call he made after bidding farewell was to Cheng Zheng.

Cheng Zheng had just witnessed a warm farewell in front of the glass window in the corridor. He did not want to talk to the male lead in the story, but the male lead was persistent.

He persevered in wanting to share the journey of his love.

Cheng Zheng regretted answering the call even more.

“Have you really thought it through? You’re really returning to England yourself?” Cheng Zheng pulled out the pen he carried with him and twirled it between his fingers. “Have you completely given up?”

“Brother, do you think Yanyan will fall in love with me again when I come back from England?”

Cheng Zheng’s opinion was that there was no way.

“Four years is not a short time. During this time, she might meet the right guy and fall in love. She might even get married and have children.”

Cheng Zheng broke the other party’s fantasy, but Cheng Song became more and more ridiculous. “Brother, why don’t you help me keep an eye on Yanyan? That way, I can feel more at ease.”

Cheng Zheng: “You’re dreaming.”

“Then I can only hope that I’m not so unlucky. Four years. Perhaps I’ll be the one to fall in love with someone else first.”

In other words, Cheng Song knew that Cheng Zheng would not really agree.

However, Cheng Song had always had a lack of attention and focus for things since he was young. He would not be troubled for long no matter how big a problem was because he had yet to encounter something he couldn’t acquire in his life.