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Chapter 283 Cutting my wrist in vain

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    "You are praising me in different ways again." Ou Cheng's lips were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a better mood. "Would you like to praise me more to make me happier?"

    "Okay." Yu Cui pursed her lips, "I'm going to write a sweet pet novel and praise you with more than a million words."

    ¡°Haha¡ª¡ª¡± Ou Cheng laughed heartily, ¡°You really pleased me.¡±

    He rarely laughs, and when he laughs he looks very handsome and charming, with warmth like the sun.

    Yucui looked at him like this and couldn't bear to blink.

    "Continue to talk about what you just said." Ou Cheng smiled for a while and then put away his smile, "Yuan Mo asked me to go to the hospital immediately to accompany Zhan Yan, saying that Zhan Yan needed me, but I didn't want to give Zhan Yan hope, and wanted them to follow me  Apologize, Yuan Mo was very angry, and we broke up."

    Yucui nodded silently, expressing her understanding and sympathy for him.

    "Alas -" Ou Cheng sighed longly, "Do you think I should go see Zhan Yan?"

    "Do you know how troubled you are now? This shows that you care about Zhan Yan." Yu Cui smiled, "Although I don't like Zhan Yan, you have been friends for nearly thirty years, and you are just making trouble.  After this conflict, you can't really break up with Zhan Yanen, right? Besides, Zhan Yan is still lying on the hospital bed. If you don't even look at her, you will definitely not be able to live with it. "

    Oucheng sighed: "But they didn't apologize to me for what happened on New Year's Day night. I'm still very angry, and I'm afraid that if I go, it will give Zhanyan unnecessary hope and cause more trouble in the future."

    Yucui thought for a while: "How about you send someone to visit her with gifts first, and then go to see her in person after her mood stabilizes?"

    Oucheng thought for a while: "Well, that makes sense, let's do it. I'll ask Secretary Chen to bring gifts to see her now."

    He picked up his cell phone and was about to call Secretary Chen, but before pressing the number, he looked at Yu Cui and asked, "You really don't mind if I care about Zhan Yan's condition?"

    "I really don't mind." Yu Cui shook her head, "I don't want you to stop being friends just because you are in love with me. A good relationship should make you gain more, not lose more."

    Ou Cheng laughed: "You are becoming more and more philosophical in your speech. It is worth savoring again and again. You are worthy of being a famous writer."

    Yu Cui nodded and said seriously: "I think so too, but the reason why I can become a famous writer who is thoughtful, profound and philosophical is because you have given me great inspiration."

    Oucheng laughed out loud and asked: "If I go to see Zhanyan, do you want to go with me?"

    Yucui shook her head: "I'm afraid she will be irritated when she sees her. I can accompany you to the hospital, but I won't see her."

    Ou Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that you are always merciless to your love rivals? Zhanyan almost slept with me. I thought you wanted to make her worse, add insult to injury, and make her heartache. I was afraid that you were like seeing an evil ghost.  "

    "Well, let's put it this way," Yu Cui thought for a while, "A happy winner should show the demeanor of a winner. There is no need to provoke the unfortunate opponent. Just like a boxer in the ring, since he has beaten the opponent to the ground  And if you win, then enjoy the cheers and applause of the audience, and at the same time give your opponent the respect they deserve, otherwise you will lose other people's blessings."

    "Blessings from others?" Oucheng said thoughtfully, "You are right, opponents and enemies are different after all, and you still have to respect your opponents."

    Yu Cui smiled and said: "I found that you recently like to ask me questions such as 'Why aren't you angry?' Do you really not mind? Are you really not patient?' Don't I look happy enough?  ?¡±

    "No." Ou Cheng looked at her deeply, his eyes full of appreciation, "The longer I stay with you, the more I feel that you are different from others, like a book full of surprises and suspense.  It makes me feel like, 'Ah, how could this happen?' 'It's incredible' and 'It's so unexpected', so I really want to know what you think and view these things."

    After he finished speaking, he added: "And your answers always make me feel amazing. I like to hear your thoughts."

    Yu Cui¡¯s face turned suspiciously red again, and her eyes were like spring water melting from ice and snow, filled with drunken tenderness: ¡°Don¡¯t you think we are becoming more and more addicted to blowing each other¡¯s sticks? Well, I feel like this is not conducive to our growth.¡±

    Ou Cheng smiled and raised his hand to touch her face: "No, we didn't brag about each other, we just kept discovering more of each other's strengths and pointed them out realistically."

    I'm so happy¡­¡­

    Yucui bit her lip slightly, trying not to snicker.

      Ou Cheng felt a little anxious again and wanted to do something to make him happier, but Secretary Chen suddenly walked in: "Mr. Ou, you called me just now but didn't say anything. Do you have any instructions?"

    Ou Cheng then noticed that he had accidentally pressed the dial button and dialed Secretary Chen's number.

    "There is something I need you to do right away." He said quickly, "Yuan Mo called me and told me that Zhanyan injured her wrist today and is now lying in the hospital. You can help me buy some suitable gifts and go see her  ¡­¡±

    After hearing this, Secretary Chen solemnly said: "Okay, I'll do it now."

    An hour and a half later, Secretary Chen appeared in Zhanyan¡¯s ward with a flower basket and fruits, conveying Oucheng¡¯s concerns and condolences to her.

    When Zhanyan heard Secretary Chen say that Oucheng had to work overtime tonight and could not come to see her, her expectation turned into disappointment, and the smile she squeezed out showed sadness: "Then please thank Oucheng for me"

    Secretary Chen answered very politely: "Okay, I will definitely convey your gratitude to Mr. Ou."

    Zhanyan: ""

    ¡°There are really just as many employees as there are bosses. Secretary Chen also follows the ¡°formula¡± when talking and doing things like a robot. She and Secretary Chen really can¡¯t talk.

    Secretary Chen didn¡¯t know what else to do. He adjusted his glasses and said, ¡°Miss Zhan, is there anything else you want me to tell Mr. Ou?¡±

    ¡°No more, you can go back, thank you for the hard work this time.¡± Zhanyan was disheartened and looked down at the gauze on his wrist, feeling his heart go cold.

    "Then you have a good rest, I'm going back." Secretary Chen said goodbye to her in a formal way and turned to leave.

    Zhan Yan closed his eyes and leaned back, his face looking ashen.

    Nearly a week has passed since what happened that night. Ou Cheng didn¡¯t even call her, nor did she ask anyone about her. It seemed as if she had completely forgotten about her.

    Rather than being blamed and resented by Ou Cheng, she was more afraid of Ou Cheng driving her out of his life.

    She waited for Oucheng to come to her day and night, even if he came to scold her, but there was no movement from Oucheng. Under all kinds of torture, she felt that she had no choice but to find any way to contact Oucheng.  So he took the risk, calculated the opportunity, picked up the knife and slashed his wrist.

    It really hurts to cut your own flesh and blood.

    It hurt her heart.

    She wanted to give up the first second the knife cut her skin, but when she thought about Oucheng, she felt that the pain in her flesh was much lighter than the pain of broken love, so she successfully cut her pulse.

    She thought she would definitely be able to call Ou Cheng here this time, but nearly nine hours later, what she was waiting for was Ou Cheng sending a secretary to see her. It was so businesslike, neither salty nor indifferent, and it broke her heart.  .  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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