Because he was wearing an oxygen mask, his voice was weak and Xu Ze couldn't hear clearly. Xu Ze lowered his head, "Mr. Fu, what are you saying?"
"Tang Xi..."
Xu Ze heard it; Fu Tingzhou was calling out Tang Xi's name.
And then.
"Tang Xi..."
"Tang Xi...I'm sorry..."
Hearing his unconscious murmurs of apology, Xu Ze was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly feeling a sourness at the tip of his nose, Xu Ze, who had been by Fu Tingzhou's side for many years, knew what kind of person Fu Tingzhou was; even in his sleep, he was apologizing to a woman.
When had Fu Tingzhou ever lowered his head?
The few times he had bowed, it was all because of Tang Xi.
But Miss Tang Xi... her misunderstandings of him grew deeper and deeper.
Xu Ze stayed by the bedside the whole time, listening to Fu Tingzhou call out Tang Xi's name many times.
He said sorry many times.
When Fu Tingzhou woke up, the sky had completely darkened.
He opened his eyes and propped himself up, trying to sit up.
