Feng Chen's face changed, and he strode down the steps.

There were only five or six steps, and Liang Weirong did not fall and injured herself.

Lying on the ground, she saw Feng Chen running towards her, and thought to herself, he should still care a little about himself, right?

She looked up at Feng Chen with weak and aggrieved eyes, and stretched out a hand to him, wanting him to help herself up.

Feng Chen, who was standing in front of her, looked at her indifferently: "Where is the injury?" ”

"You help me up first." Liang Weirong's eyes were red.

Feng Chen stood still, looked at her all over, saw that she was not injured, and turned indifferently to go upstairs.

Liang Weirong looked at his resolute back, cold all over her body, lying on the cold floor, tears coming out of her eyes.

His ruthlessness and indifference made her feel uncomfortable like a knife.

The housekeeper, who had just fallen asleep, heard movement in the living room and came out of the room with his clothes on.

Seeing Liang Weirong lying on the ground crying, he stepped forward with a puzzled expression: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?" ”

Liang Weirong didn't want him to see his embarrassment, so she turned around and wiped the tears on her face: "I accidentally fell." ”

The housekeeper asked with concern, "Does it matter if you want it?" ”

She said, "It's okay, you go to sleep, leave me alone." ”

The housekeeper looked at her and went back to her room.

***

Feng Chen entered the room, his face was still calm and indifferent, as if the unpleasantness just now had not happened.

He called Song Zhiyue to get up and drink water, but Song Zhiyue didn't react at all.

She was lying down, and he couldn't feed her, so he pinched her delicate little nose.

When she showed faint signs of waking up, he asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

Song Zhiyue got up in a daze, held the water cup he handed and drank most of the cup, and then continued to lie down and sleep.

Feng Chen went to take a shower, came out and went to bed and lay down.

Song Zhiyue seemed to have a sense, leaned over and hugged his waist, arched and fell asleep again.

Feng Chen couldn't cry or laugh, for fear of waking her up, so he didn't get up and turn off the lights.

But the light above his head was bright, and he couldn't sleep.

He raised his right arm to cover his eyes, and it took a while to fall asleep.

***

On previous weekends, Song Zhiyue slept until she woke up naturally, and her alarm clock was only set on weekdays.

But now that they live in a closed house, they can't be so casual anymore, and she sets an alarm clock for the weekend.

On Saturday morning, as soon as the alarm went off, she reached for her phone on the bedside table, turned it off and prepared to get up.

Feng Chen hooked her waist and hugged her into his arms, with a lazy and sexy voice: "I don't go to work today, what's the hurry, sleep for a while." ”

She hadn't woken up yet, but when she heard Feng Chen say to sleep for a while, she lay down with him and continued to sleep.

I slept until ten o'clock.

She opened her eyes and saw Feng Chen leaning on the head of the bed looking at his phone: "What time is it?" ”

Feng Chen pulled out his numb arm: "Nine fifty-seven." ”

Song Zhiyue sat up suddenly: "Let's sleep so late, will your parents say anything?" ”

"No, it won't." Feng Chen put his phone aside, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The two went downstairs after washing, and Wen Mei and the others were sitting in the living room.

As soon as they went downstairs, Wen Mei and a few people came over.

slept so late and didn't get up, Song Zhiyue was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at them.

But fortunately, Feng Chen didn't get up so late, if she was alone, then she wouldn't have the face to go downstairs.

As soon as she thought about it, another question came to her mind.

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