She sent several text messages to Wenxuan, hoping to get even a half sweet words from him. But what she got was disappointment and he did not reply.
At noon that day, Wenxuan was sorting out documents at the office and received her trans-ocean text message. She said: "Tomorrow is Love|Human's Day."
His heart ached. If his legs were fine, maybe he had booked a plane ticket a few days ago. But his legs...
He resisted the desire to reply to the text message and forced himself to put his phone away from his sight.
In the afternoon, he went to the hospital for examination routinely. There was no problem with his brain, muscle strength and bones.
Zhao Xuegang was very confused: "According to your inspection, you have no problems in all aspects and you definitely have the conditions to walk. Why can't you stand up?"
Wenxuan felt a heavy heart and couldn't speak.
After a while, Zhao Xuegang sighed and said, "There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. I think you may not be able to walk on your feet, which has something to do with your brain subconscious mind. Maybe all you need is an appropriate stimulus,
Or maybe it’s because you’re too anxious, which has aggravated your psychological pressure.”
He reached out and patted Wenxuan, giving a "Tianjin Oil" answer: "Don't worry, maybe one day, you suddenly stand up."
Maybe one day...
This answer is too unreliable. Which day will this "day" be? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or next year or the year after tomorrow, or for a lifetime...
Wenxuan was extremely depressed, but he had to suppress this emotion and showed a calm look.
When he went back, he couldn't help but open the text message He Mengjie sent to see. The more he looked, the more he felt the more painful it felt.
My little fool, why don’t I want to have a romantic love with you | Human Day? But with my legs like this, how can I face you?
How could He Mengjie know the pain in Wenxuan's heart? But because of Wenxuan's deliberate alienation, her heart was full of pain.
It was not until now that she realized that Wenxuan was really alienating herself. If she really cared about it, she would have time to reply to a text message no matter how busy she was, wouldn't she? But he didn't reply.
She didn't know why he was so alienating herself, was she really busy with work or something else. But when she thought of this, her heart felt sour.
Love | On Human Day, girls holding roses everywhere on campus. In the United States, sending roses is the most common expression of love. It can be said that if a girl does not receive roses, it will be quite
A depressing thing.
Early in the morning, Linda winked at her and asked, "What activities do you have with Chen Yue today?"
He Mengjie replied with a smile: "You misunderstood. Chen Yue and I are just friends, nothing else."
Linda shrugged her shoulders, expressed disbelief, and even said, "You Chinese are just subtle."
He Mengjie thought about Wenxuan, and felt so sad that she was too lazy to defend herself.
At this moment, the door of the dormitory was knocked. Linda happily opened the door, then ran in and said to He Mengjie, "You also said that you and Chen are ordinary friends!"
He Mengjie turned around in surprise and saw that Chen Yue, who was following Linda, holding a bouquet of roses.
Chen Yue smiled and said nothing, and handed the rose to He Mengjie directly. She sent several text messages to Wenxuan, hoping to get even a half of sweet words from him. But what she got was disappointment.
No reply.
At noon that day, Wenxuan was sorting out documents at the office and received her trans-ocean text message. She said: "Tomorrow is Love|Human's Day."
His heart ached. If his legs were fine, maybe he had booked a plane ticket a few days ago. But his legs...
He resisted the desire to reply to the text message and forced himself to put his phone away from his sight.
In the afternoon, he went to the hospital for examination routinely. There was no problem with his brain, muscle strength and bones.
Zhao Xuegang was very confused: "According to your inspection, you have no problems in all aspects and you definitely have the conditions to walk. Why can't you stand up?"
Wenxuan felt a heavy heart and couldn't speak.
After a while, Zhao Xuegang sighed and said, "There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. I think you may not be able to walk on your feet, which has something to do with your brain subconscious mind. Maybe all you need is an appropriate stimulus,
Or maybe it’s because you’re too anxious, which has aggravated your psychological pressure.”
He reached out and patted Wenxuan, giving a "Tianjin Oil" answer: "Don't worry, maybe one day, you suddenly stand up."
Maybe one day...
This answer is too unreliable. Which day will this "day" be? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or next year or the year after tomorrow, or for a lifetime...
Wenxuan was extremely depressed, but he had to suppress this emotion and showed a calm look.
When he went back, he couldn't help but open the text message He Mengjie sent to see. The more he looked, the more he felt the more painful it felt.
My little fool, why don’t I want to have a romantic love with you | Human Day? But with my legs like this, how can I face you?
How could He Mengjie know the pain in Wenxuan's heart? But because of Wenxuan's deliberate alienation, her heart was full of pain.
It was not until now that she realized that Wenxuan was really alienating herself. If she really cared about it, she would have time to reply to a text message no matter how busy she was, wouldn't she? But he didn't reply.
She didn't know why he was so alienating herself, was she really busy with work or something else. But when she thought of this, her heart felt sour.
Love | On Human Day, girls holding roses everywhere on campus. In the United States, sending roses is the most common expression of love. It can be said that if a girl does not receive roses, it will be quite
A depressing thing.
Early in the morning, Linda winked at her and asked, "What activities do you have with Chen Yue today?"
He Mengjie replied with a smile: "You misunderstood. Chen Yue and I are just friends, nothing else."
Linda shrugged her shoulders, expressed disbelief, and even said, "You Chinese are just subtle."
He Mengjie thought about Wenxuan, and felt so sad that she was too lazy to defend herself.
At this moment, the door of the dormitory was knocked. Linda happily opened the door, then ran in and said to He Mengjie, "You also said that you and Chen are ordinary friends!"
He Mengjie turned around in surprise and saw that Chen Yue, who was following Linda, holding a bouquet of roses.
Chen Yue smiled and said nothing, and handed the rose to He Mengjie directly.