In This Life, I Will Extremely Pamper My Short-Lived Husband

"Why are you looking for me so late?" Song You looked at the man in front of her, frowning and asking in a very displeased tone.

He Jingyi, seeing that Song You seemed fine, breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing her drunken appearance, he couldn’t help frowning again, "Why are you drinking again?"

"It’s none of your business," Song You said irritably and couldn’t help rolling her eyes.

He Jingyi didn’t bother to get angry with Song You, and continued, "What were you doing downstairs looking for me just now?"

Song You paused for a moment, her expression turning somewhat cold, she narrowed her eyes and questioned He Jingyi, "Were you at home just now?"

"No," He Jingyi shook his head, "I went back to my parents’ place today."

Since tomorrow was New Year’s Eve, He Jingyi had been persuaded by his relatives to go home for the celebration, so he went.

It just hadn’t occurred to him that Song You would come looking for him downstairs.

At that time, he had just come out of the shower and saw the notification on the smart APP for the video doorbell on his phone indicating someone was at the door, so he casually clicked in to check.

To his surprise, he saw Song You.

She didn’t just ring the doorbell once; she stood at the door with a serious expression, but he couldn’t manage to open the door and go out in the end.

When Song You left, she inexplicably gave off a very desolate feeling. He thought then that something must have happened to Song You, considering she never took the initiative to look for him.

Now she came on her own with such a serious look, He Jingyi thought, something must have definitely gone wrong.

So He Jingyi hurriedly called Song You, but the call got no response at all.

This made He Jingyi feel even more uneasy. He rushed over from his home as fast as he could just to find out what was wrong with Song You.

Seeing that Song You didn’t seem physically unwell or troubled by something, He Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

But, He Jingyi was quite dissatisfied with Song You’s behavior of drowning her sorrows in alcohol alone.

Yet, he had no right to control her and had no choice but to change the subject.

Knowing that He Jingyi hadn’t intentionally refused to open the door for her, Song You’s expression became slightly more amiable.

"It was nothing; it’s been resolved. You can go," said Song You lightly.

Going down to look for He Jingyi had taken all the courage she could muster. But He Jingyi was not there. He Jingyi, who was always there, just wasn’t there today when she finally plucked up the courage.

So, Song You told herself that it was because they weren’t meant to be together, which was why fate was not on her side.

If that was the case, why be stubborn?

He Jingyi slightly furrowed his brows, his heart feeling indescribable. He was absent at a time when Song You needed him.

"Youyou," He Jingyi called out with a complicated mood.

However, Song You just blinked, "Anything else? If there’s nothing, I need to rest."

He Jingyi opened his mouth but ultimately didn’t know what else he could say.

He could only say, "Then stop drinking and get some rest earlier."

Song You didn’t respond, just stared at He Jingyi, who knew she was waiting for him to leave, so he had no choice but to turn around and exit.

As he was about to enter the elevator, he looked back at Song You one last time as if he was hoping for something, but Song You was definitely not going to say anything to retain him.

He Jingyi could only leave, but after all that had transpired, he didn’t go away but decided to stay in the apartment.

He Jingyi would later be incredibly grateful that he hadn’t left that day.

Because that night, Song You, having had too much to drink, took a nasty fall.

Song You didn’t contact He Jingyi, but Song Yun did.

When he heard something happened to Song You, He Jingyi rushed upstairs immediately. After Song Yun told him what happened, He Jingyi easily entered the apartment.

Then he saw Song You after struggling for a bit, lacking any strength, she could only lie directly on the floor.

"Youyou!" He Jingyi was filled with concern and hurried over.

Song You was originally drunk, but because she fell, she sobered up. Now seeing He Jingyi, she questioned indignantly, "Why are you here?"

Without saying a word, He Jingyi, having heard from Song Yun that Song You had injured her leg, directly began examining her leg, wanting to determine the extent of her injury.

But as soon as he started to check, Song You asked seriously, "What are you doing? Acting indecent?"

He Jingyi frowned and looked up at Song You, "Behave yourself."

Song You instinctively wanted to retort, but He Jingyi had already reached for her injured leg, and before she could speak, she felt pain first.

Then, with a pained expression, Song You said to He Jingyi, "Ouch! You be the one to behave yourself!"

A flicker of annoyance passed through He Jingyi’s eyes, then He Jingyi directly picked her up horizontally, "I’m taking you to the hospital."

Song You opened her mouth but in the end didn’t say anything to refuse He Jingyi, letting him carry her out quickly.

During the process, Song You kept looking at He Jingyi, observing how flustered he was for her.

It was only when they reached the car park and He Jingyi had Song You sit in the passenger seat that she finally snapped back to reality.

During that period, Song You even felt as though she had forgotten the pain.

Midway, He Jingyi received a call from Song Yun. Song You knew for sure that Song Yun had betrayed her.

Song Yun even told He Jingyi on the phone that he was too busy to take care of Song You and now formally entrusted He Jingyi to help take care of her.

"Song Yun! You’re dead!" Song You said through gritted teeth.

However, upon hearing Song You’s voice, Song Yun didn’t hesitate to hang up the phone, then disappeared.

What followed was He Jingyi busily taking care of everything for Song You until the latter part of the night when the sky was about to lighten up; then Song You left the hospital with her cast on.

Song You was now sober and tired. By the time she got home, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"You go back. I can take care of myself," Song You said.

He Jingyi didn’t even look at Song You, "I’ve promised Song Yun that I would take good care of you. I can’t go back on my word."

"Today is New Year’s Eve, and you should go back for the celebration," Song You didn’t want to argue with him but after all, it was New Year’s Eve.

She had no family to return to, but He Jingyi did.

He Jingyi continued dispassionately, "That’s not something you need to worry about."

"Take care of your injury."

Song You wanted to convince him further, but she always felt that whatever she said would be futile. He Jingyi wouldn’t listen, and she didn’t need to say it.

"Suit yourself, I’m tired," Song You really was tired, having been through an entire night of ordeal.