Chapter 34 Julia Hill, you're the poppy

Against ethics? "If you were really ethical, you wouldn't have left six years ago." Ian Wilson's voice was still flat, there was no more ups and downs, "It's not about being a moral role model. Take it back." What does that mean? She left six years ago, so she's been an immoral person all her life and she's not qualified to talk about ethics anymore? "I'm sorry, it's my fault. But don't ever be sorry to Qiao li again. She really loves you, she's a nice girl." "I've been with her for so many years, and I know what she's like better than you. You don't need to remind me." She has nothing to worry about. "May I go now?” Julia Hill asked again. But Ian Wilson was silent for a few seconds, Julia Hill thought it's a long time. He had not spoken, and she was about to open the door and leave when he suddenly said, "I'm going back to A city tomorrow." Julia Hill froze when she heard this. Is he leaving? Qiao li had just told her that she was going to be in the group early tomorrow morning, he's leaving tomorrow, too. They're in real sync. "So you don't have to go this time. I'll go." Ian Wilson rose slowly, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. Julia Hill stopped talking and waited, he said after taking a drag on his cigarette, "The media company has started normal business, and the President in charge has been put in place. I have to go back, too. I might come here once or twice a year, maybe even once every few years, so you don't have to worry about us meeting again. We probably won't see each other for the rest of our lives." Julia Hill wanted to run, she wanted to hide, she wanted to live her life without seeing this man again, but when these words came out of his mouth, she felt sad. After all, she loved this man so much that she couldn't help it. For the past six years, her dreams have been filled with this man. "Won't you let me go?" Ian Wilson said playful. "Don't flatter yourself." Julia Hill said, "Where are you going now, and whether you want to go or not, is none of my business?" Ian Wilson was also unimpressed, and he continued to smoke as if he was thinking of something. He had not finished his cigarette when he snuffed out the spark on the end, then he looked at her and said, "stay tonight." "What?" "stay tonight, I will not do anything to you. This will be the end of our reunion after six years, and we will go our separate ways from now on." Ian Wilson spoke in a light tone as if he were saying goodbye to her. Julia Hill really doesn't understand, what does this man mean? He's leaving but let her stay with him for the last night? Why is that? Julia Hill couldn't figure it out. Ian Wilson also couldn't figure it out. Julia Hill didn't know how to respond, but just then there was a flash of lightning outside her window. It looked like it was going to rain heavily tonight. Seeing the rain or shine weather, Ian Wilson's mouth turned up slightly, “God is helping me, too." Suddenly cloudy rainy day as if the Lord is also asking her to stay here. Then she won't be melodramatic. It's the last night. "All right." Julia Hill agreed anyway. Ian Wilson smiled faintly as if relieved, then he asked, "have you eaten yet?" "No... " "I can't cook. Do you want to cook or order takeout?" Ian Wilson asked. "I'd better do it myself, and try not to order takeout. It's not sanitary." Julia Hill said as she entered the kitchen. Ian Wilson looked at her without speaking and Julia Hill ignored him. She was absorbed in her cooking that she knew the man hadn't eaten either. It is not too complicated for two people to eat. Julia Hill simply stir-fried two dishes, which is a potluck dish. She brought the prepared food to the table and found that the man was not in the restaurant. Julia Hill shouted, "Ian Wilson, it's time to eat." "OK." Ian Wilson replies from the living room sofa, but Julia Hill notices something is wrong with his face as she approaches. "what's wrong with you?" she asks. You look terrible." Ian Wilson just shook his head. "nothing. Let's eat." "What's the matter with you? Have you got a stomachache? Is it an arm injury and... " "No, let's eat." Ian Wilson said, but Julia Hill didn't think that, and she figured it out. He was the one who had major surgery, and the car accident nearly killed him six years ago. His body hurts where he used to go under the knife when it's cloudy and rainy. "Does the wound hurt?" Julia Hill quickly puts down her plate. Ian Wilson denies it, but Julia Hill can tell it must be like this. "Don't eat yet. You come with me." Julia Hill pulled him to the bedroom, where she told him to lie down and tuck him in. "you wait for me." Julia Hill went into the kitchen and cut a few slices of ginger. Then she brought it back and rubbed the wound where he had been operated on. "In fact, this method would be better before the rainy day, but now there is no better way, is it very painful?” Julia Hill asked. Ian Wilson shook his head, "No, just occasionally." "You've been in surgery for six years. It's not supposed to be, because it's not recovering well. The conditioning plan that I wrote to you last time will I send to you online . You must not neglect it, the body is the revolution capital." Julia Hill rubbed the ginger for a while and asked, "well, is it working?" Julia Hill put her hand into his clothes and gently massaging his wounds regularly before he replied,. "besides, you should massage more often, which is good for the wound recovery. Wait for me to soak a cup of hot milk for you." Julia Hill gets out of bed and makes him a cup of hot milk. Then she hands it to him and says, "drink this milk while it's hot." Ian Wilson drank the milk and Julia Hill climbed back into bed to massage him. Massage for a long time, her hand was suddenly held by him. She suddenly like an electric shock, his palms very hot, really very hot. "Julia Hill, you're a poppy, and I know it's going to kill me, but I can't stop it... " Poppy? She was a kind of poppy in his heart, and so was he in hers.