Xiang Qinglan knelt down again and took his hand. His hand was still broad and strong, and there was a wound on it, which must have been left in the car accident. When she squeezed his hand again,
Her heart was unexpectedly calm, and she no longer had the heart palpitations she had in the past. Sure enough, there was no love anymore, nothing left.
"I am a nurse in the hospital," she wrote in his hand, but she felt his hand tremble. Pursing her lips, she continued to write, "I can't speak, so you don't have to be afraid of me.
I will disturb you. After I finish my work, I will leave by myself, and I can only communicate with you in this way. So, you can completely treat me as if I don’t exist." After writing, she put down her hand and covered it carefully.
The blanket on his legs.
This is what the Su family and Yu Wenchen promised her. She will use her own methods to help him. It can be anyone with any identity, but it will definitely not be Xiang Qinglan.
"A blind man and a mute are really well matched," he retracted his hand and said mockingly to himself, but no one saw that his palms were tightly held together, with such a gentle touch.
, slender fingers, he already knew that the other party was a woman, but when she took back her hand, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. Turning his back, he continued to lean on the wheelchair, saying nothing.
Silent, actually that's fine, a mute, just like what she wrote, she won't disturb him, and what he needs most is quietness, and quietness is what he lives for.
But Xiang Qinglan stood beside him, staring at his meditative face, a little lost in indifference. She placed her hand gently on her abdomen. She never thought that she and Su Zhetuo would be there.
When they met under such circumstances, he couldn't see it and she couldn't speak.
Taking a deep breath that smelled like each other, Su Zhetuo slowly closed his eyes. While relaxing, the sound of breathing coming from the quiet man next to him made him feel inexplicably at ease.
It wasn't until a lot later that Xiang Qinglan rang the bell next to him, and several full-time doctors walked in from the outside and carried Su Zhetuo back to the bed. However, this day was the most sleep he had had since the car accident.
It was a familiar day, and his frowning eyebrows were also relaxing.
Su's father and Su's mother looked at each other, and both of them saw a kind of relaxation and indescribable complexity in their eyes.
Xiang Qinglan is a good woman. After they hurt her like this, she is still willing to take care of him. It is they who are sorry for her and Zhetuo who is sorry for her. Everything is the fault of their Su family.
If they could start over, then they would definitely treat her well this time, but they didn't know that when they were willing to pick her up and love her, she would no longer accept them.
Missing some things means a lifetime, missing some people means a lifetime.
Everyone understands this truth, but there are still too many people who are obsessed with it and even deceive themselves and others.
Su Zhetuo has been sleeping, while Xiang Qinglan is sitting next to him, staring blankly at his sleeping face. Now he is much less harsh and cold as before, but more peaceful. In fact, he is also tired.
Alright.
Have a good rest. She pulled up the quilt for him and walked out. But she saw Yu Wenchen standing there.
"Qinglan," Yu Wenchen opened his mouth and shouted again, but Xiang Qinggang just shook his head at him, and Yu Wenchen immediately closed his mouth.
"Thank you, Qinglan," he said sincerely. Tuo had hurt her so much and she was still willing to help him, so he didn't know how to thank him.
Yes Tuo is sorry for her, really sorry for her.
Shake your head, no need.
Yu Wenchen was still not used to this kind of conversation. Although he could see it very clearly and the meaning could be easily understood between shaking his head and nodding. However, he still felt a little sad.
That woman used to smile with pure joy, but now, she has nothing. How much suffering and sin has she suffered in such a frail body?
"Qinglan," was a somewhat dry name, but a very faint smile began to appear on Qinglan's lips. This was probably the first smile he had seen her recently.
It's very shallow and light, making people want to cherish it.
He coughed suddenly and immediately shook off his thoughts, Qinglan, how is Tuo? He asked an idiot question, everyone can see if he is okay, how can a blind man be okay?
After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the face. He was really good at talking.
Xiang Qinglan shook her head, not knowing that he was not good, but she would try her best. The success rate of that operation was low, but it did not mean that there was no hope. As long as he is willing, I believe he will succeed, because,
He was Su Zhetuo, and the Su Zhetuo in her memory was not someone who gave up on himself.
Yu Wenchen, on the other hand, became silent like her. Between them, who were once husband and wife, he saw a gap that he could no longer jump across.
Xiang Qinglan smiled at him, a smile without any impurities, which made Yu Wenchen feel a little confused. This woman's smile was very pure, as clean and gentle as if she had never been hurt.
People feel like spring, but in fact, they don't know that it is already winter.
Without seeing the unnatural look on his face, Xiang Qinglan nodded to him and walked outside. In addition to nodding, she shook her head when communicating with him. No one could understand it as clearly as Qing.
I understand what she means, so there is only one Qing in this world, and no one can replace him.
"Qing Lan, where are you going?" Yu Wenchen said suddenly. He really didn't understand the reason why she was leaving. Didn't she agree to stay and help Tuo? Why was she leaving now?
Turning back to Qinglan, she took out the note from her bag and wrote a few words on it, "I want to go home and come over early tomorrow morning." When Yu Wenchen saw it, he didn't object to anything.
When he goes home, he can't find a rope to tie him up.
It's just, where does she want to go back to?
Seeing that he understood, Xiang Qinglan turned around again and put her hand on her belly. I'm sorry, baby, mommy made you hungry today.
She hadn't eaten anything yet. In fact, she was never hungry in the end. It was just that the sudden appearance of the child gave her a sense of expectation.
She wanted to go home, to that home, because Qing was lost, so she had to wait for him to come back.
She had no reason to believe that he would come back.