She has to manage herself, including her future.

Bidding farewell to the past and welcoming the unknown tomorrow, she didn't have much apprehension in her heart, and walked through the long corridor with a determined gaze, crying in one ward, laughter in another, and quarrels in another......

The world is full of variety, and it is played out in a few small wards.

Xia He stood on the stairs, Fang Zeyu leaned against the side of the car and waited for her, he was holding a flower in his hand, and he didn't know where he got it.

Fang Zeyu saw her, smiled at her, then walked forward in three or two steps, and then stopped not far from the two of them, opening his arms slightly.

Xia He brushed the broken hair on his forehead, trotted to Fang Zeyu's side, and then hugged him. Whatever should be between them, at the moment anyway, the comforting shoulder is him.

"Xia He's little friend, it's hard work!" Fang Zeyu touched Xia He's head, then lowered his head and gently kissed the top of her hair.

Silently, Xia He's shoulders shook, and then she buried her face deep in Fang Zeyu's chest, no matter how much hatred, no matter how much unsatisfactory it was, when she walked out of that ward, those things were left in that ward, and in the shocked eyes of Xia Qing and Zhao Xiaojing.

It's unrealistic to live with memories, but without the past, you can't find the motivation to move forward. She didn't want to be so embarrassed, she didn't say she was sad, for those people, there really didn't have any feelings at all, but for Xia He, no matter how much she covered it up, it was still ugly in the past.

Fang Zeyu doesn't like others to cry, and he doesn't like others to cry in his arms, but this girl subverts his cognition in many ways. Don't deliberately please, don't deliberately disguise.

Xia He hugged him and was sad for a while, then suddenly pushed him away embarrassedly, and reached out to gently smooth the wrinkled clothes that she had grabbed and wrinkled.

"I'm sorry!" held for a long time, Xia He only said these two words.

Fang Zeyu pinched her face, didn't say the familiar words "It's okay", the driver opened the car door, he helped Xia He get into the car, left the hospital, and left the past.

"I cut ties with them. After sitting down, Xia He inserted the flowers given by Fang Zeyu in a glass with red wine. "I don't have a lot of emotion to speak of, maybe I don't have to do it, but sometimes, they are pestering me again and again, and I feel tired. ”

Xia He didn't want to say it, but if he didn't say it, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Fang Zeyu didn't say anything, he changed a new cup and poured himself half a glass of wine again.

"I got sick last week and was in a coma for two days, and someone must have informed them, but they didn't show up, they didn't ask anyone to come and say hello to me, and then I slept for two days in the house of the person who picked me up. ”

"As soon as I returned to my aunt's house, Zhao Xiaojing couldn't wait to find me, asked me to go back to laundry and cooking, and asked me to go to the hospital to take care of Xia Qing, so that she could find a relationship and let Xia Xin come out early. If you want to repay your kindness, then you should be able to pay it back after years of laundry, cooking, and scolding. Yang'en ...... This is a matter for me and my aunt and uncle. ”

Xia He poured himself a glass as well, and after taking two sips, he continued: "I'm sorry, I said something superfluous, I didn't ask for sympathy, I just ...... I want to talk to someone. ”