After buying the things, Ye Jiaqi walked on the wide road of the hospital with his bag on his back.

The leaves were falling quietly, and she was like a wanderer, walking alone on a strange street.

Just in time, she received a call from Cheng Yuzhi.

"Jiaji, I'm in New York. How are you these two days?" Cheng Yuzhi stood at the window of his office, looking at the endless blue sky.

"It's fine, it's okay."

"Have you had breakfast? Be kind to yourself, no one will take care of you in Chicago."

"I just had a prenatal check-up, it's okay, I can take care of myself, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."

"In my eyes, you are almost like a child." Cheng Yuzhi smiled.

"Am I like a child, or are you like me? You are so old and you still fight with others. Have you recovered from your injuries?"

"I'm fine. I just had a scratch on the corner of my mouth. Someone was injured much more seriously than me." Cheng Yuzhi mentioned that person with a very disdainful tone.

"When I met him, he was very kind to me. You misunderstood him. That Alice is not his fiancée. He clarified it with me."

"Really? Isn't it embarrassing enough to hold arms in public?"

"Maybe it's required by etiquette."

"Don't excuse him. That kind of person deserves a beating. A beating will make him honest."

"Yu Zhi, you are very good at fighting. He has practiced with you." Ye Jiaqi actually didn't believe that Josnian couldn't beat Cheng Yuzhi.

"He just instinctively dodged at first and didn't fight back later."

Cheng Yuzhi's words confirmed Ye Jiaqi's suspicion.

She expected that Josnian might not fight back.

"When I meet you, it's okay. Don't let my affairs distract you."

"Well, I know you are sensible." Cheng Yuzhi didn't say much.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jiaqi had a blank look in his eyes, measured...

Her sense of proportion has been messed up.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the straps of his backpack with both hands and looked at the road ahead silently.

"wedding day."

Someone called her.

Ye Jiaqi was startled and turned around blankly.

Under a tall sycamore tree, a man wearing a hospital gown stood quietly, his tall figure elongated by the sun and falling on the grass.

His eyes kept falling on her and never left her.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned. It was Josnian, and he knew he was here to be hospitalized.

She thought he would risk his life for work.

He was very pale and there were no injuries on his face, but clear bruises could be seen on his neck.

Josnian's lonely figure intertwined with the shadows of the trees, forming a thin landscape painting.

There was no one else under the tree, he was the only one standing, looking even thinner and lonely.

Under the sun, Josnian's pale face looked even whiter and thinner. Even the hospital gown didn't fit him and looked loose and loose. His beard also looked like it hadn't been repaired for several days, with a circle of green beard sprouting out.

Stubble, haggard.

Ye Jiaqi's heart ached.

Looking at him with burning eyes.

She was neither far nor close to him, and she could stand in front of him after just a few steps.

The heart feels like being caught.

She knew that she felt sorry for him again.

The hand holding the strap of the backpack couldn't help but clenched tightly, and the fingers trembled slightly.

The sun dyed her body a light golden color, and her black hair was shining brightly. The wind blew the soft broken hair around her ears, and only the figure of Josnian remained in her pupils.

He said no more, his thin lips pursed tightly, his face was dignified and cold, with a usual stubbornness.
Chapter completed!