It was as if God had played a joke on her, injecting a little light into her gloomy life and letting her see hope. She thought that her mother would be discharged from the hospital soon, and that her career could reach a higher level. Then soon, this light disappeared.
, leaving her plunged into darkness again.
When I got home, it was almost dark.
The sensor light in the corridor lit up as she walked, and she saw Zhuo Yu'an at the door of her house. When she saw him, she almost instinctively took two steps back. It was an instinctive fear of him.
Then he grabbed her hand and let Wen Jian beat it.
Zhuo Yu'an's heart suddenly hurt beyond measure. The warning in her eyes and her retreating movements hit his heart deeply. He knew that there were many things that could not be undone.
"Does it still hurt?" He looked at her red and swollen face, why did she come to this point?
He just saw her losing control of her emotions and wanted to calm her down. He never expected that Wen Jian, who had always been elegant and polite, would hit her so quickly.
Shu Tinglan said nothing, looked at him from a distance, looked at him warily, and leaned against the wall of the corridor. The cold wall behind her gave her a sense of support and security.
"Tinglan..." Zhuo Yu'an couldn't help but strode towards her, wanting to hold her tightly in his arms. The pain in his heart had nowhere to hide.
"Don't come over here..." Shu Tinglan shouted and took another step back.
All the sensor lights in the corridor were on. Under the strong light, her face became even paler, and her eyes were filled with wariness and disgust. Now she no longer wanted to have any contact with the man in front of her, even at the cost of losing her job.
His appearance and that of her father kept overlapping in her mind.
She had already suffered enough grievances from her father because of Wen Jian since she was a child. She had suffered all the grievances her whole life, and she didn't need another one.
Zhuo Yuan stopped there.
"Tinglan, I'm sorry..." He really felt sorry.
All this time, he has never been able to truly understand her.
All this time, he only knew what he wanted and how he wanted to treat her well, but he never asked her what she wanted. Even when she clearly told him that Wen Jian could only choose one from her, he thought to himself
It's also the willfulness of a little girl who makes a fuss and gets over it without really taking it seriously.
He always felt that he had lowered his status for Shu Tinglan, and even had no self-respect to please her and give her what he thought was the best, but this was all his own self-impression.
He has always been arrogant, thinking that if I give something, you have to accept it.
But is this what Shu Tinglan wants? From the beginning to the end, Shu Tinglan passively accepted what he thought was good. The only request she made to him was that one, between her and Wen Jian,
choose one.
And he felt that she was having a little girl's temper.
"Put these medicines here, don't forget to use them."
He hung the medicine on the doorknob, not wanting to confront her in the corridor. She looked very tired, as if she was about to collapse at any time. He didn't want to force her to accept what he thought was good.
Shu Tinglan quickly went over, opened the door, went home, closed the door, and threw the bag of medicine on the ground. If you are not so squeamish, you can't die without medicine.
In the evening, Lin Zhiqian came to stay with her and gave her the same medicine.
She grimaced in pain.
Lin Zhiyi scolded: "Are you stupid? If you want to beat Wen Jian, you should tell me in advance to see if I can kill her."
Shu Tinglan saw that Lin Zhiqian also had a scratch on his face, and couldn't help but blame himself: "It's all my fault for the disfigurement."