Wen Liang first bought a thermos bucket in the supermarket outside the hospital, then visited several small restaurants nearby, and then finally bought a portion of ribs soup, an oatmeal porridge, spinach and scrambled eggs and other ingredients that are good for bone recovery. Very helpful dish food.
Since it was not lunch time and she was not very familiar with the area, there were often no vegetables where porridge was sold, and there was no soup where vegetables were sold, so she could only buy them while looking for them.
She could have ordered takeout directly, but what He Tianran said in the ward has been lingering in her mind. Although she forced herself not to think about it, the words "You don't have to love me anymore" , I can live well by myself." The words have been lingering in her ears. Now she can only be a little distracted by pushing herself to get busy...
"The pork rib soup here is too thin. When I go back, I will buy a fish and bring it over to make the fish soup tomorrow..."
Wen Liang walked back with the thermos bucket. She kept talking about tomorrow, but her pace became slower and slower. It was obvious that she was no longer as eager as when she first arrived.
Of course she was worried about He Tianran's injury, but now she was even more afraid that after He Tianran saw her, he would mercilessly shut out her sincerity again...
She could no longer bear such a blow.
People's hearts are made of flesh. Wen Liang really couldn't do such a thing as sticking out the left cheek after being slapped on the right cheek. If it weren't for the military training, He Tianran's sincerity and honesty made her see hope again. Thinking that there is still a possibility for the two of them to be together, she would never push herself to this point.
So, this time it really means All-in for Wenliang.
When people are already desperate, let people see hope again, and when people are inspired to chase hope again, completely extinguish the last flame...
This kind of fact is too cruel. Wen Liang knows that He Tianran has her own reasons, but how can she accept it...
Back at the hospital, Wen Liang walked even slower, as if she was one of the dying and terminally ill patients now, and after a while, she was about to receive the critical illness notice that she had already been warned verbally about.
The girl did not choose to take the elevator, but walked up the stairs step by step. The resin steps in the hospital seemed to have no end. She lowered her head and saw a pair of spotless white sneakers in the gradual progression.
Her eyes moved up, and the owner of the sneakers was looking at her condescendingly. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, with unspeakable complicated emotions in their eyes.
"You're leaving, aren't you? You'd better hurry."
Facing Cao Aiqing, even though Wen Liang was in a lower position, he still spoke first and climbed up the stairs.
"I'm wondering if you would have had a chance to show up here if Uncle He hadn't come in just now."
Just as the two of them passed each other, Cao Ai Qingyun said lightly. Wen Liang's forward body stopped for an instant. She turned her head, looked at the other person's profile, and said in the same understatement:
"Cao Aiqing, isn't the place where you should be most present right now next to Guo Huai? You are married and you still have to take care of a man who has harmed you. You asked me if there is a chance. Then I would like to ask for Guo Huai. He Is there any chance?"
Cao Aiqing also turned to look at each other and said straight to the point, "Wen Liang, this is where I am luckier than you. I always give others opportunities instead of praying for others to give them opportunities."
If the conversation between He Tianran and his father just now was just tit-for-tat, then the verbal confrontation between the two women now really hit each other's vital points, and it was bloody.
"Ha~ Really?" Wen Liang smiled brightly, "Then I really have to thank you. It is precisely because you gave He Tianran the opportunity that I can get to where I am now step by step..."
As she spoke, she slowly lifted her feet and walked up. The two of them were separated by one body. Wen Liang turned around and faced Cao Aiqing and continued:
"Then, I'll watch you leave."
"Wen Liang, you are mistaken. It is I who should thank you..." Cao Aiqing crossed his arms, not afraid of the gap between the two of them, "Thank you for coming back early and training He Tianran so well." Responsibility. You see, he is in so much pain from you now. Even if I leave and break up with him, he still can't be with you. Then you say, if you stand in this position and get closer to him, what will happen? What’s the meaning? Do you want to hear him more clearly when he rejects you?”
If it were an ordinary person, if at this point in the conversation, if the mind is not able to turn around a little bit, or the speech is not flexible enough, then there are only two results, either an obedient and defiant reaction, or an incompetent rage filled with anger.
And obviously, these two girls are not such people.
Just listen to Wen Liang saying without giving in:
"The meaning is that our reincarnation is about mutual calmness, mutual redemption, and no escape after facing each other again. Unlike you, you know very well why you came back. Even if you return to the age of eighteen, you will still live in Under the shadow he has cast on you, do you want to take revenge? Yes, this is what you should do, but Cao Aiqing, let me tell you, I will not agree!"
The rhythm of Wen Liang's words is very tight, like the two sides showing off their horses and sharpening their swords on the eve of the war. At this moment, the language seems to have woven a city wall that cannot be easily overstepped.
Cao Aiqing was silent for a moment after hearing this, not knowing what she was thinking. Then she suddenly smiled and used retreat as advance:
"If you think so, that's really a good thing that I'm happy to see come true. What He Tianran said before has made it very clear, Wen Liang, you are reaping the consequences and harming others and yourself. He will certainly be very unhappy if you don't love him. Painful, but now that you insist on throwing yourself at him, it is tantamount to setting him on fire. I only need to insinuate you lightly, and his conscience, which has been protected by you, will be burned repeatedly. He will be in pain when he is with you. If you don't follow He will also suffer when you are together, this is a knot that is enough to make him toss and turn and have trouble sleeping and eating."
Wen Liang's eyes trembled slightly. She controlled the turbulent emotions in her heart and slowly put her hand on the railing on the side. Her nails turned pale due to the grip, but her cheeks became pale due to the upwelling of blood. It became rosy.
"Cao Aiqing..." She said calmly, and paused after saying the other person's name slowly, as if to suppress the explosive power in her next words: "What you call a 'dead knot' is related to the experience between me and him. Compared with all the entanglements I have been having, it is really worthless, it is just a little knot. If you don’t believe it, I will untie it and show it to you right now.”
After saying this, Wen Liang turned around silently and walked up step by step.
Cao Aiqing didn't say anything else. Although they all saw each other's true feelings when they met each other, in fact, none of them really mocked He Tianran's love for them.
Although the two of them have feelings for each other, one is up and the other is down, one is approaching and the other is leaving, no matter who they are, this journey is destined to be unstable.
Cao Aiqing, who was walking down the stairs, lost her aggressive aura after Wen Liang left. She seemed to be mumbling words, either to herself or to others.
"Don't worry...you don't want him to fall in love with someone else the next day just after breaking up, right?"
"I'm fine...I'll tell you slowly when I get back."
"Tomorrow... I won't come tomorrow... This time you listen to me..."
Cao Aiqing slowly walked out of the hospital without looking back.
(End of chapter)
