My Boyfriend - Past or Now

Discovered

Meanwhile, Jaen, who had already left, had just parked his car in the parking lot and was walking briskly back toward the hospital. There was a doubt in his mind that he couldn't figure out, so he had to come back and confirm it with his own eyes.

The empty lounge, Cici is still sitting in the same position, head down and not moving, Jaen stopped and stood a dozen meters away from the doorway quietly watching her, she is still wearing the light gray tweed coat, not the red sweater he saw later.

The sound of kicking and bouncing footsteps came from the side, and Jaen turned his head at the sound to see another Cici walking down the hallway with Eric's arm.

Eric is slightly bowing his head and saying these things to her.

And she was impatient and perfunctory: "I know, I know, I know!"

Jaen subconsciously looked again towards the lounge seats, which were empty where people were sitting a second before.

The two people walking on one side stopped in their tracks at the same time when they saw him.

"You?" Little Cici locked her brow with a guarded look, "What's up?"

Jaen proved as if to look towards the seat where Cici was just now, still no one was there.

"Nothing." He smiled at little Cici: "Something left here, come back for it."

Cici sighed in relief and nodded, "We're going back then?"

"Bye."

He maintained the smile on his face as he watched the two of them leave the hospital and disappear into the night. Then he turned back and saw Cici, who had already risen from her seat, quietly looking in his direction.

Jaen this time also broke out in a sweat, his face was so pale that he stood still for a long time can not move.

There Cici tidy down the hair towards this side.

"What are you?" He asked subconsciously.

"A ghost." She actually winked at him.

Jaen took a step back: "Now ghosts eat noodles?"

"Yeah." Cici spread her hands: "I have to work to earn money to support myself."

Jaen suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Cici's hand, looking at her with a gleaming gaze, "Still have a fever?"

"Yes." Cici laughed feebly, "And it's a terrible fever."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Talking somewhere else?" Cici's lips were even pale: "Look, I probably don't have the strength to stand for very long."

"Go see a doctor first!"

Cici was helpless: "I just came out from seeing the doctor, you forgot?"

"That wasn't you."

"That was me."

Jaen stared in disbelief: "What?"

"For a change, I want to lie down."

Cici wouldn't take Jaen to her hotel, so he had to take her to his house. A cutting-edge commercial property in a prime location, his place was on the top floor. There were huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and an empty living room where you could see the whole city at night by walking to the window.

Jaen directed Cici to lie down on the sofa, and went to the bedroom to get a blanket: "Cover yourself first, I'll go look for fever-reducing medicine."

Cici obediently lay down on it, and when her feet were placed on the sofa, she subconsciously shrank, afraid of dirtying the beige leather sofa.

"Why are you shrinking? Cold?" Jaen was coming over with the medical kit: "You lie down, I'll turn up the heat."

"That's okay." She pulled the blanket up under her neck and covered herself tightly, "Thank you. Seems like I've been bothering you."

Jaen's hand paused for a few seconds as he flipped through the medical kit, then continued, his tone light and without much emotion: "You know that, too."

Cici pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Jaen didn't stop looking, just glanced up at her, then looked down and continued.

After Cici finished her medicine and slowly drank a cup of hot water, Jaen slowly asked, "So, it's time to tell us what's wrong with you, right?"

But Cici drugged up, the whole person became drowsy, eyelids heavy as a thousand pounds: "a little sleepy ......"

Jaen gave her a blank look and found that she had fallen asleep in the thick blanket. The small, palm-sized face was miserably white, with only an unhealthy flush at the cheekbones. He reached out to pull up the edge of the blanket for her, and she immediately rubbed uncomfortably, pressing the blanket under her chin. The thin chin inadvertently touched the back of Jaen's hand pulling the blanket, which was soft and hot, causing Jaen to quickly retract his hand.

Probably because Jaen's movement is too big, Cici's eyelids struggled to open, it was difficult to open, confused to look at him: "Well?"

Jaen laughed: "What are you talking about?"

She didn't know who she had mistaken him for in her daze, but she giggled at him and muttered, "Oh no, I can't open my eyes." She closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day Cici was awakened by the light, and as soon as she opened her eyes she saw the sunrise hanging high above the towering buildings, pulling out a rich red color against the deep blue night. And the city below was still asleep, shrouded in darkness hidden by the tall buildings.

She was sticky and greasy, and felt her forehead cool when she reached out to touch it, understanding that it was probably the fever-reducing medicine that had taken effect.

When she got up and took two steps on the floor barefoot, the bedroom door was opened with a clatter. A sleepy-looking Jaen looked at her with the door handle: "Awake?"

"Did I wake you up?"

"No." He woke up a bit and pulled the door open: "You want to wash up?"

Cici nods.

He pointed to the other side of the door, "That's the bathroom. I prepared new toiletries for you last night."

Cici froze and didn't move.

Jaen explained again, "The new ones are for you."

"Thanks."

Jaen shook his head, "It's no big deal." He was about to close the door when he stopped: "I need to catch up on my sleep, don't wake me up."

Cici nodded.

Jaen closed the door with satisfaction, but opened it again within two seconds, glaring at her , "Don't leave. I'm not taking care of you all night without pay."

"What if I'm bored?"

Jaen frowned, "Tsk. Told you you were a pain in the a*s, why don't you just eat and drink and close the curtains and take a nap?"

This time he closed the door in earnest and didn't open it again.

She also heard him unlock it.

Jaen slept until four in the afternoon. In between, his phone buzzed like crazy for almost two hours, causing Cici to have no desire to sleep.

When Jaen came out, he saw Cici sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a pillow, and when she heard the door open, she immediately looked over and pointed to his phone on the coffee table with no expression: "It seems there's something urgent for you, it keeps ringing."

He walked over and picked up the phone to look at it, indifferently threw it back on the coffee table: "Boss is calling."

Cici did not ask anything, nodding dispensably.

"Let's go out for dinner?"

She then said breathlessly, "Your quickie expired six months ago."

He grabbed his jacket, "Then hurry up?"

The two of them walked back and forth to the elevator before Jaen remembered, "Feeling better? Do you still have a fever?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Taking two steps, he asked again, "So you've been hungry all day?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Two more steps, he stops, waits for her to come up to him, and apologizes, "Excuse me."

Cici laughs.

"You ......" he pressed the elevator, "You said you and that you, are one and the same?"

"Right."

He waited a moment, not waiting for her next explanation, frowned: "Can you finish at once."

"I thought you preferred to have questions and answers."

Jaen gave her a psychotic look.

"I'm the same person as the Cici you saw, but ...... I'm the same person a year later." Cici sorted herself out a little before speaking, "I suddenly came back to the present while having dinner with Eric. The first time you saw me was also when I just found myself back a year ago."

Jaen looked like he didn't know whether it was better to admit that he was stupid or that the opposite party was crazy.

"Normally people can see me, but when two of me show up in the same place, you can only see her."

Jaen's expression became more complicated: "Why don't you wait until I've eaten enough?"

This dinner, Jaen eventually did not eat enough. The shock and disbelief of too many things beyond the pale overwhelmed Jaen's hunger.

He poked at the still-full noodles: "Are you crazy?"

Not waiting for Cici to speak, he shook his head again: "No, it must be me who is crazy. After all, it was me who saw you disappear one moment and appear the next. Maybe you are simply a figment of my imagination."

He paused for a moment: "Right! I'll call the boss's wife over, you talk to her and see if she can see you."

Cici's face was expressionless.

He did call the boss's wife and said to Cici, "Quick, tell the boss's wife that we need another beer."

Cici and the boss's wife looked at each other, and the boss's wife shouted to the waiter, "One beer this way."

Seeing that the boss lady was about to leave, Jaen immediately called out to her, "Boss lady, do you see a person sitting across from me?"

"Is the person sitting across from you not a human being but a ghost?" The boss lady, who had encountered too many drunken troublemakers, turned her head and kindly advised Cici: "Don't let your boyfriend drink too much."

Jaen didn't even bother with the boss's wife and frowned in deep thought: "Am I dreaming?"

Cici was amused: "You've had enough."

Jaen was dumbfounded for some reason.

She put away her smile: "What?"

"So you can smile, huh?"

Jaen shrugged her shoulders and changed the subject, "Why did you suddenly come back? Was it stimulated by something?"

I don't know if she's answered too many times or if she's already numb, but she can say without chest congestion or gasping, "Eric broke up with me and then found another partner."

Jaen put down the wine he was about to drink and was surprised: "How big a deal is that? That makes you want to go back to the present?"

"You think I want to come back?"

Cici looked at him, the temperature in her eyes dropping to zero.

"Sorry ...... "

"Heh." She poured herself a glass of wine and finished it in one gulp, "I don't know what the hell to do any more than anyone else. There's already a Cici in this world, so what's the point of me existing as a superfluous Cici?"

"God arranged it this way, there is always his own meaning, right?"

This kind of unquestionable consolation, Jaen herself said no confidence, let alone Cici.

She didn't know how far she could go from here. Whenever she thought she was going to be unable to go on, she always found an unknown force pushing her forward, and she couldn't even stop to think about what was ahead. Even if it is desperate, she had to keep going.