Ye Beibei drank a glass of white wine under the watchful eyes of everyone at the table and Jiang Yuezhou. Immediately, she felt a pain like needle pricks in her stomach, which made her intestines turn blue.
She heard cheers in a daze, she tried her best to smile, and pretended to be calm while picking up the vegetables with her trembling hands, but her back began to break out in bursts of sweat, and soon there were also dense beads of sweat on her forehead.
Knowing that she was going to die soon, she didn't want to be here, especially in front of Jiang Yuezhou, so she smiled at everyone, said sorry, excused herself, left the table and walked out.
She tried her best to keep her steps steady until she disappeared from everyone's sight, and immediately began to stagger. Thanks to a waiter next to her who noticed that her face was pale, she gave her a hand, and at her trembling request, she was sent to the hospital.
She entered the elevator.
Ye Beibei called Gao Qunfang in the elevator, told her the name of the hotel, and asked Gao Qunfang to pick her up in the square next to the hotel. She staggered out of the hotel, trying hard to suppress the surging smell in her chest, and walked out
When I reached the edge of the square, I couldn't hold on anymore, so I quickly ran to a trash can and vomited.
She hadn't eaten properly in the past two days, and there was nothing to vomit in her stomach. Except for the wine she just drank, which was sweet and fishy, she could see the vomited things through the light of the street lamp.
It was mixed with bits and pieces of dark red, and there was a spasm in the stomach, and then a bright red color was vomited out.
Ye Beibei's body felt weak and her legs were trembling. She knew that she had some stomach bleeding. She tried hard to control herself from retching. She almost used her hands and feet together before she moved to a bench on the side of the road and pushed it with her hands.
I touched my chest and felt like it was about to burst.
The streets at night were still lively and bustling, with cars flowing like water and horses like dragons, and the flowers and trees on the roadside vying to bloom. The spring breeze was full of flowers and moonlight. She was the only one sitting alone in the rolling red dust, helpless. For a moment, she felt a sharp pain and sadness in her heart.
She burst into tears, and in the eyes of passers-by she started crying inexplicably.
Why is her life so full of tragedies?
All the hardships came one after another in the past two years. Her happy life, which had been smooth sailing since childhood, ended at the age of twenty, with not much left, including good luck.
Ye Beibei felt dizzy and her body was getting weaker and weaker. She looked eagerly at every passing taxi, hoping that Gao Qunfang would appear in the next second.
Slowly, she could no longer hold on, her consciousness began to become blurry, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her face became as pale as paper. She began to regret that she should have called 120 directly just now.
An old man passing by saw her like this and hurriedly came over and asked with concern, "My child, are you okay?"
Ye Beibei wanted to smile at the old man, but unexpectedly, just such a simple movement of raising her head made her feel dizzy, and her heart suddenly became so tight that she felt like she couldn't breathe. Before she lost her last consciousness, she finally heard Gao Qunfang startled again.
She shouted urgently: "Beibei!" She felt relieved, and the world suddenly turned dark, and she fell down like a soft rag doll.
When Ye Beibei woke up again, she was already in the hospital. Perhaps because there were fewer people sick in the summer, there was no one else in the ward where she slept. The transparent liquid in the IV bottle was injected into her veins along the plastic tube. The ward was very quiet.
Except for Gao Qunfang's low cry.
"Qunfang." Ye Beibei's voice was hoarse, and Gao Qunfang didn't hear it at all. She moved her hand that was being dripped, and Gao Qunfang's hand was touched by her hand that was as cold as ice, and he couldn't help but shrink in, and then
Ye Beibei looked at him in surprise and shouted: "You finally woke up, but you scared me to death!"
Ye Beibei smiled weakly at Gao Qunfang. Gao Qunfang grabbed her hand and asked eagerly: "How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
"Well, much better."
As soon as Gao Qunfang heard that Ye Beibei was fine, she started to speak with a slight complaint, "How could you get drunk and even drink until your stomach bleeds? Do you know how dangerous it is? The doctor said you are lucky this time.
It's a mild stomach bleeding, otherwise it would have taken your life if it had been delayed for so long."
"Who did you go out drinking with last night? This person is too irresponsible. You are like this, so why don't you just throw you on the street alone?" Gao Qunfang became more and more excited as he spoke, and his face turned red.
, asked: "Tell me who it is, whether it's the leader of your company or a colleague. I'll go find them. Tell me, who did you go out drinking with last night?"
"Qunfang, I'm hungry." Ye Beibei said weakly.
Gao Qunfang wiped her red eyes, sighed, and said, "I can't eat anything now if I'm hungry. The doctor said I need to drink some lotus root starch to nourish my stomach, and then eat some light liquid food."
"Okay, just eat if you can." Ye Beibei pursed her lips, as if she was very hungry, "Qunfang, go get it for me!" She was really hungry now, and she really didn't want to listen to Gao Qunfang anymore.
Gao Qunfang asked questions, and every time Gao Qunfang asked, it was like someone stabbed her in the heart with a sharp knife, and every blow made her break into a cold sweat.
Watching Gao Qunfang go out, Ye Beibei closed her eyes tiredly. Because her body was extremely sleepy, she fell asleep again. In a daze, she seemed to have returned to her previous home. She stood at the door and opened the door for Jiang Yuezhou, who had returned from get off work. At the door of the room, Jiang Yuezhou's face was ambiguous under the light, but his eyes looking at her were scorching and bright, which made her heart thump. She was inexplicably panicked. His voice was still low and deep, "Beibei, I You're back, is the food ready?" These words, like the closest whisper, made her feel that she had finally lived a dream-like and happy life...
"...Beibei, what's wrong with you? Are you asleep or confused?" Gao Qunfang's voice interrupted Ye Beibei's sweet dream at the wrong time.
The corners of Ye Beibei's mouth were still slightly curled up when she woke up, and the sweet plots in her dream were still clearly visible in her eyes, making her recall them even more, as if the taste of happiness was still on the tip of her tongue and had not completely receded.
But when she woke up, she had changed from an innocent young woman who was ignorant of the world to an almost thirty-year-old woman who had gone through divorce, the pain of losing her husband, and was tempered by life. She had two children to raise, and her youth was quietly disappearing.
, not even a job is guaranteed.
Ye Beibei sighed softly, raised her head and looked at Gao Qunfang, who was looking at her with concern, secretly feeling guilty. How long had it been since she had gone shopping with Gao Qunfang? How long had it been since she had cared about Gao Qunfang's life and work? Ever since she brought her with her
After the two children came back, she seemed to have endless things to do and endless troubles to solve. Every time she saw Gao Qunfang, she always asked her for help. She didn't even have time to ask about her and Xu Liankai's affairs in detail, so she didn't care.