Lu Xinting left.
The ward fell into complete silence.
After a long time, Song Heng looked up.
The door had been closed, as if all contact between them had been severed.
Song Heng's heart also fell silent.
It started raining heavily outside the window again, making a crackling sound on the windows.
He turned his head and looked at the dense raindrops on the glass.
It's raining heavily?
Lu Xinting stood at the door of the inpatient building. She ran to the hospital last night without an umbrella and her mobile phone was out of battery.
When she came out of the ward, she met Ji Ye who was leaning against the door.
His eyes were full of thorns, cold and sarcastic.
"Did we talk clearly? Get out of here. You don't deserve Brother Song to do this to you, and you don't deserve him either."
Lu Xinting shook the hand hanging by her side and plunged into the rain curtain.
She just wants to go home as soon as possible.
Song Heng stood by the window, looking at the thin figure running in the rain.
So slender, as if it would be crushed by the heavy rain.
"Brother Song, there's no need. You can't find such a woman in the streets?"
Ji Ye stood behind him, "Go back and lie down, be careful of breaking the thread."
Song Heng ignored him, leaning on the table and looking out the window. Raindrops fell on him, making his clothes wet.
Jiye scratched his hair in annoyance.
He really couldn't understand why Brother Song was doing this.
Jiye wanted to tie him to the bed, but he was covered in injuries and couldn't be touched. He was just a piece of porcelain that could break at any time. If he pulled it, he would bleed profusely, so he had to let him do whatever he wanted.
Until the figure could no longer be seen, Song Heng turned his head and moved his lower lip, "Is there any smoke?"
"Only one, for the sake of your broken love." Ji Ye muttered, lighting the fire for him.
He stood by the window and took a few breaths to suppress the emotions that were boiling in his throat. He closed the window and drew the curtains.
Slowly walked to the bed and sat down.
He saw the breakfast bought by Lu Xinting placed on the bedside table.
"The woman bought it. I don't think you know how to eat it. I'll throw it away for you. Leave it here as an eyesore."
Jiye saw him staring at his breakfast in a daze, and was afraid that he would be sad, so he wanted to throw it away.
"Don't touch."
Seeing him stopping him, Jiye asked, "You don't want to eat it, do you?"
He pursed his lips and stared straight at Jiye with his emotionless black eyes.
Ji Ye looked at his look and said, "Okay, okay! Here you go! I really can't do anything to you!"
He was so angry that he brought a table board to Song Heng, "I really want to cut your head open and see what kind of shit is inside."
While scolding, Jiye helped him open the packaging bag, took out the lunch box and laid it out for him, and also took apart the chopsticks for him.
Song Heng sat on the bed, looked at him, and suddenly said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Ji Ye shook his hands, rubbed his neck in embarrassment and yelled, "Don't be pretentious with me, who made you my eldest brother? If you weren't my brother, I would have left you here to fend for yourself!"
His voice echoed throughout the ward.
Song Heng took the chopsticks and said, "Have you eaten?"
"No!"
Ji Ye glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm not you. I won't eat what this woman bought."
Song Heng saw the bloodshot eyes under his eyes and said calmly: "Go back."
Jiye settled him down before leaving. He was afraid that Xie's family would cause trouble again, so he asked someone to guard the door.
Song Heng looked at the familiar food in front of him. It had been sitting there for a long time and was already a little cold.
Anyone who cooks frequently knows that these dishes promote wound healing.
He looked at the vegetarian stir-fried foie gras and remembered the first time Lu Xinting came to his house, the red wine foie gras that she had eaten the most.
After that, every time she came to his house, he would cook this dish for her.
She was so surprised that she asked him if he liked eating it very much.
He was afraid that she would notice his childish thoughts and lie and say yes.
She laughed at him that the grown man had a special liking for foie gras.
Have a soft spot?
He thought about the word.
Well, I have a soft spot...
Song Heng took a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it, but couldn't taste it.
He wanted to swallow it directly, but it got stuck in his throat.
He didn't understand why men and women in relationships would lose control like that and become so hysterical that their ugly sides were exposed.
Even if Mr. Gu is crazy about Miss Mu, he doesn't understand why people become completely different in relationships.
Now he felt it.
It turns out that when I get emotional, it’s even difficult to swallow.
He took a sip of water and tried to swallow it, but suddenly there was a pain of suffocation in his chest. He couldn't hold it back and coughed twice, spitting out all the foie gras he had taken into his mouth.
After he recovered, he wiped his mouth expressionlessly, his eyes empty.
…
Lu Xinting ran all the way back home in the rain.
It happened that Mother Lu was having a day off today. When she opened the door for her, her face was full of surprise, "Why are you like this?"
When Lu Xinting saw Mother Lu, she immediately lowered her head and walked in as if nothing had happened. "I didn't bring an umbrella. It rained at the wrong time. I don't know which scumbag was swearing."
"Where's your car? Why don't you drive back?"
Lu Xinting paused, her car parked at Song Heng's house.
She took a deep breath to push back the soreness and swelling at the tip of her nose, and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm staying at Ningning's house these days, so I just left it at her place. When the weather gets better, I'll go there and drive." ."
After saying that, she was going upstairs.
"etc."
Mother Lu called her to stop.
He walked over and lifted her hair, "Why are your eyes red? Have you cried?"
"No, no, why am I crying? Rainwater got into my eyes, it's just uncomfortable." Lu Xinting rubbed her eyes quickly, but the more she rubbed, the redder they became.
"You were living well at Ning Ning's house. Suddenly you came back. Did you have a quarrel with Ning Ning?"
"What's the point of my quarrel with her? It's okay." Lu Xinting quickly changed the subject, "If Ning Ning and Mr. Gu hadn't been spreading dog food all day long, I wouldn't have returned. Ning Ning was soaking in the honey jar all day, but how could she I’m so jealous.”
Listening to her humming voice, Mother Lu understood.
"If there are any conflicts between young people, just explain them clearly. Quarreling can hurt feelings. It's not easy for friends to be together sincerely. Don't break up the hard-won fate because of impulsiveness."
Mother Lu muttered and took a towel to give her hair, "Quickly wipe it, the rain and cold are heavy in winter, be careful of gonorrhea."
"Okay, go and do your work, I'll do it myself."
Lu Xinting grabbed the towel, "I feel wet and uncomfortable. I'm going to take a hot shower first."
Mother Lu looked at her back as she hurried upstairs, worry showing in her eyes.
When Lu Xinting returned to the room, she immediately rummaged through the cabinets.
Finally found the key under the bed.
It must have been hidden here as a toy by her cat.
Lu Xinting sat on the cold ground leaning against the foot of the bed, holding the key in her hand. The tears she had been holding back for a long time could no longer resist the urge to cry, so they rolled down her face.
…
The rainstorm lasted for three days.
This is a rare weather phenomenon in Beijing.
The whole city seemed to be flooded by heavy rain.
Finally on the New Year's day, the sky cleared up.
Mu Ning opened the curtains and stretched.
“Ahhhhh, we’re finally moving!”
She quickly dragged Gu Zhiyin up and helped her pack her things.
Last night, when the two of them were hiding under the quilt and whispering, he agreed to help her move together.
Gu Zhiyin worked until midnight last night and wanted to sleep for a while, but she forcefully pulled her up and folded her clothes.
As soon as she opened her wardrobe and saw that it was stuffed full of stuff, Gu Zhiyin instantly got a headache. "I'm still a little dizzy. I'm going to take a rest first and ask Ma Zhang to help you."
After saying that, he immediately closed the closet and walked out without stopping.
"Hey! Why are you running away? There are so many things, how can I pack them all by myself?"
Mu Ning quickly caught up with him and pulled him back.
Gu Zhiyin's collar was pulled askew by her, and her fair and sexy collarbone was fully exposed.
He hesitated and educated her carefully, "Ning Ning, you have to live alone now, and you need me to help you with everything. How can you be independent?"
He can actually say such things now!
Who fed her, bathed her, and put her socks on last night!
Hey, if you don't want to help her pack her things, just say so, and do it in such a high-sounding way.
She hugged Gu Zhiyin's waist, rested her chin on his chest, raised her head and acted coquettishly, "Uncle Gu, do you not love me anymore?"
