Chapter 735 So Mr. Xia's Friend

For three meals a day, Aunt Zhao will prepare the meals and put them on the dining table, then knock on the door and leave without saying a word to take care of Xia Beiqing's work. She will strictly follow the requirements on the post-it notes .

Ever since Hua Yinong left, Xia Beiqing had hardly come out again. Shen Zhiyu stood in front of the window every day, staring diagonally opposite him non-stop, but he could never wait for Xia Beiqing's figure.

As the sky was getting dark, Shen Zhiyu casually stuffed two mouthfuls of rice. During this time, his appetite has been poor.

A crescent moon was already hanging in the night sky. Shen Zhiyu came to the room, lifted the curtains, opened the window, and the night wind was blowing in his face. He looked diagonally across, but saw that Xia Beiqing's room was still dark.

According to the normal situation, at this point in time, he should turn on the light. Did he go to bed so early? Is there something wrong with your body?

Shen Zhiyu's heart began to feel uneasy. He stood at the window and waited for a long time, staring at the dark window opposite, hoping that it would light up quickly.

After waiting for about an hour, Shen Zhiyu's cheeks were icy cold from the wind, he was really worried, he hesitated for a moment, made up his mind, turned and left the room.

In the dark night, Shen Zhiyu's figure crossed the road and rushed to the opposite apartment. Panting, he raised his hand, but stopped. He didn't know if Xia Beiqing saw him, would he be more Angry, but he just wanted to see him safe and sound.

As long as you know he's fine, it doesn't matter if you can't meet him.

After struggling for a while, Shen Zhiyu knocked lightly on the door of the apartment. Soon, the door was opened, and a middle-aged aunt in plain clothes stood inside.

Shen Zhiyu heard Hua Yinong mention it, and guessed that this person should be Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao didn't know Shen Zhiyu, so she asked suspiciously, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Beiqing... Is Beiqing okay?" Shen Zhiyu asked eagerly.

Aunt Zhao suddenly realized, showing a warm smile: "So it's Mr. Xia's friend, come in and sit down."

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head: "It's okay, I won't go in, I just want to know how the current situation of Beiqing is."

"Mr. Xia's condition..." Aunt Zhao turned her head to look into the living room, she didn't know what she saw, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, he hasn't touched the dinner I prepared for Mr. Xia! "

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyu couldn't bear it any longer, rushed into the door, and suddenly saw the food on the dining table in the living room, which was already cold, but it hadn't been touched at all.

Aunt Zhao was shocked and said: "I obviously knocked on the door, Mr. Xia can't do without dinner."

With that said, she hurried out of the room again and knocked lightly on the door.

"Mr. Xia? Why don't you eat? Is it because I made something bad? You can tell me."

There was no response from the room.

Aunt Zhao called a few more times: "Mr. Xia? Are you okay?"

Still nothing.

"This..." Aunt Zhao had never encountered such a situation before, she was at a loss for a while, and could only look at Shen Zhiyu with eyes asking for help.

Shen Zhiyu walked over and pushed the door open.

There was no light in the room, and it was dark, only the moonlight swayed in from the window, illuminating the figure on the bed.

Standing at the door, Shen Zhiyu took a deep breath, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he called out cautiously: "North tilt..."

The figure on the bed did not move.

Shen Zhiyu slowly raised his foot and walked in.