No one knew that her father died in front of her. No one knew that the blood-red white canvas shoes could never be washed clean and would always be reddish-brown.
At this time, her whole body was extremely cold, her hands were clutching the sheets tightly, and she was shaking constantly. There was blood all around her.
"Shu Tinglan..."
"Shu Tinglan..."
Someone called her and tapped her shoulder gently. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Zhuo Yuan with an anxious look on his face.
"You have a high fever, I will take you to the hospital."
Her whole body was soaked with sweat, even her hair was wet, but she had a high fever, and she was so dizzy that she had no strength. The warmth was like a switch, turning on the nightmares of the past, and they all rushed towards her.
come over.
Zhuo Yu'an didn't give her a chance to refuse, and directly picked her up and took her to the hospital for emergency treatment. She was unable to resist, she was very tired, her whole body was weak, and her mind was confused.
After a visit to the emergency room, there was nothing wrong except for the fever. It was probably due to stimulation and the body's stress response. Zhuo Yu'an insisted on hospitalizing her, found a VIP ward, infused fluids to reduce fever, and sedatives, and she finally had a dreamless night.
Deeply asleep.
When he woke up the next day, there was nothing abnormal except that his body was a little weak. Zhuo Yuan fell asleep lying in front of her hospital bed. When he heard her movements, he suddenly woke up and immediately reached out and touched her forehead.
,
"It's not burning anymore." He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for last night." Shu Tinglan also regained his senses. Isn't he just Wen Jian? It's no big deal.
Zhuo Yuan sent Shu Tinglan home.
"Have a good rest at home today and don't go to work." He told him. He had no intention of leaving. He seemed to want to stay with Shu Tinglan.
"Zhuo Yu'an, let's stay here and don't meet again in the future. The things you left at my house can be packed and taken away when you have time today. If you don't want to pack them, I will find someone to pack them and send them to you."
Shu Tinglan spoke calmly, without any disturbance, just like talking to an ordinary roommate.
"What do you mean?" Zhuo Yu'an was slightly stunned, not knowing why.
"I made it very clear."
Shu Tinglan just wanted to live a peaceful life and stay away from Wen Jian. If she couldn't escape, why not hide? She didn't want to have anything to do with anyone related to Wen Jian.
After her father Shu Minghai passed away, she spent countless days and nights wondering whether her father loved her more or Wen Jian more? Because there was no answer, she would unconsciously think of every conflict she had with Wen Jian since she was a child.
, her father's position. This comparison made her lose herself for a time. She finally got out of Wen Jian's shadow and lived a normal life. She didn't want to go back.
Zhuo Yuan and Wen Jian have so many years of emotional foundation and a community of interests, so there is no need to ask him about his choice.
So what if he chose me by mistake?
Will Wen Jian disappear from him? No!
Is she going to plunge herself into competition with Wen Jian again for Zhuo Yu'an?
No, absolutely no.
So she chose to quit.
"Shu Tinglan, what is our relationship in your eyes? Who am I to you?"
Shu Tinglan, who had already given up being a Buddhist, couldn't help but ask: