After Wen Xun's written words were sent out in the group chat of the Ministry of Information, it was He Xian's turn to have nothing to say. She first made an expression, then somehow withdrew abruptly, and then never said anything else.

After a while, the current minister posted a thumbs-up emoji @ Wen Xun in the group, and said: "The election campaign of our Ministry of Information has always been open and transparent, which is obvious to all. It is not up to the minister to decide who is elected, Wen Xun's election is the opinion of many people, including me, and now it seems that it is well deserved, and there is no need to break the rules and conduct another interview. If anyone has any objections, they can come to me, at least I am still a minister, and I still have the right to speak. ”

As soon as the minister's words were finished, the following was the "received" of a water, which was of little value.

Wen Xun breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew from the group chat, and the current minister said in the private chat, "Thank you, senior sister, for speaking for me in such an embarrassing situation." ”

The minister replied to her, "I'm not speaking for you, I'm just speaking fairly." Moreover, I want to thank you, if you weren't so outspoken, I wouldn't know what to say when He Xian made such a fuss. It's good to be like this now, you have established your prestige before you take office, that is, He Xian will definitely have a knot in his heart in the future, you deal with it carefully. ”

Wen Xun thanked him again, saying that he would not deliberately embarrass He Xian because of this, but if He Xian made any more moths, she would not be polite.

As for what the minister said about establishing prestige, in fact, Wen Xun did not intend to achieve such an effect, or rather, she didn't think about what kind of effect or consequences would occur, but she was not the kind of person who broke her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach, and she would never bear to bully her so blatantly. If you have something to say, say it clearly, so that everyone is comfortable.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and the word Lao Jiang was displayed on the screen, and Wen Xun's originally serious expression suddenly loosened. They haven't seen each other since the last time he came to B to shoot an online drama, so she is looking forward to this phone call because he came to ask her to meet.

She smiled and pressed answer to put her phone to her ear.

Before she could speak, Jiang Xiangyang's eager voice came from there. "Xiao Xun, where are you now?"

Wen Xun was a little confused. "In the dormitory. ”

"Okay, then you pack your bags and go to the main gate of your school immediately, and I'll pick you up. As he spoke, Jiang Xiangyang reported the license plate number of the taxi he was riding to Wen Xun.

Wen Xun was even more dazed.

This is indeed the meaning of meeting, but through Jiang Xiangyang's tone, she can guess that there must be nothing good.

"What's the matter, don't worry, you tell what happened first. When Wen Xun spoke again, there was no smile in his tone, and it was replaced by a serious tone. She wanted to use such a tone to make Jiang Xiangyang understand that she was already an adult, and she dared to listen to whatever happened.

Jiang Xiangyang didn't sell anything to her, "Aunt Jin is sick, I don't know until a few days ago." And, tomorrow she has an operation. As soon as I found out from my mom, I quickly asked for leave to pick you up, and now it's not far from your school. ”

Wen Xun has a hunch that her mother has not replied to messages for the past few days, but she doesn't want this to be the case, so she keeps asking herself not to think about it. Now the most terrible conjecture had been confirmed, and she felt that her eyes were dark, and she sat back a little, pressing her back tightly against the back of her chair, her voice trying to remain calm. "Okay, you wait for me, I'll clean up quickly. ”

After saying this, she hung up the phone and kept packing her luggage for a moment.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Xun put his suitcase into the trunk of the taxi, and then sat in the back seat with Jiang Xiangyang. Seeing Jiang Xiangyang, she couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, and as soon as she asked, "Is my mother strict?" her eyes turned red.

Jiang Xiangyang raised his head and touched the back of her neck, told her about Jin Mei's specific condition, and reassured her, "The risk of this operation is not very great, we can accompany Aunt Jin when we go back, and when she recovers from the operation, you can hug her." ”

Even though Jiang Xiangyang said this, Wen Xun still felt that his brain was in chaos. She recalled the appearance of Uncle Jiang lying on the hospital bed when he was seriously ill, and the picture flickered, and the person on the hospital bed became her mother lying there with a pale face.

Is this what growing up is?

When you grow up, not only will you be born and separated, but will the possibility of death also double?

No, no, Mom will be fine.

Wen Xun closed his eyes in pain, not daring to continue thinking about it.

Jiang Xiangyang, who was sitting on the side, booked the nearest flight with his mobile phone, and after arriving at the airport, he got out of the car and picked up Wen Xun's luggage from the trunk, and then led her tightly to the airport with his free hand.

Feeling the temperature from Jiang Xiangyang's palm, Wen Xun's chaotic thoughts finally calmed down a little. They didn't speak again the whole time, but Wen Xun still felt the power from Jiang Xiangyang's eyes and palms.

She saw his furrowed brow, and she knew that he was scared and nervous too.

They returned to City C as fast as they could, heading straight to the hospital. But when he arrived at the gate of the hospital, Wen Xun didn't dare to move forward no matter what. She felt a deep fear that bound her, suffocated her, made her powerless, made her want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

I want to run away, I want to pretend that nothing happened. It would be nice if pretending that nothing had happened could really erase the traces of what happened.

She slowly crouched down in place.

Growing up, Wen Xun rarely felt scared.

When everyone gets together to watch a horror movie and keeps screaming, she is not afraid. When she played the roller coaster with her friends, she didn't panic. When fighting someone stronger than herself in a taekwondo gym, even if she bleeds, she just grits her teeth. Recently, she was questioned by He Xian by name in the group of so many people, and she was not afraid.

But now, she was really scared, afraid that she would have the strength to go one step further.

Jiang Xiangyang, who was originally walking in front, had also noticed Wen Xun who had stopped, and he dragged Wen Xun's suitcase and walked towards Wen Xun step by step. Instead of forcibly pulling her up, he crouched down beside her and gently patted her on the back.

When he was in pain and scared, Wen Xun also comforted him like this.

When Jiang Xiangyang's hand was on Wen Xun's back, he could feel Wen Xun's trembling. Only when the trembling gradually subsided did he speak, and said in a soft tone, "Mi'er, you can be afraid, because I am still here." ”

- He didn't persuade her to be brave, but told her that you can be afraid.

Even the bravest have the right to be afraid.

Wen Xun's tears that had been tense for a long time finally couldn't be contained, she hugged Jiang Xiangyang tightly and cried like a child.

This should have been a very attention-grabbing scene, but at the entrance of the hospital, how many worries, how many life and death partings, who would have the spare experience to care about what happened to others.

People suffer differently, but in the end, there are always similarities, and in hospitals, this is even more true.

Jiang Xiangyang stood up first, and then stood up with Wen Xun in his arms. Because he suddenly got up a little dizzy after squatting for a long time, and because the fear in his heart was still shrouded there, Wen Xun walked towards the hospital step by step, his steps were a little trembling.

But it doesn't matter, because Jiang Xiangyang is still there.