But if you don't get it,

But in the past,

Always the most right.

- Lin Xi

The night was low and the lights were bright, only the ward where Song Shiling was located, the black lights were blind.

After Wu Yu and Xiao Su finished eating at a restaurant near the hospital, they hurriedly said goodbye. His assistant wanted to continue to send someone to track Song Jie's whereabouts, and he wanted to hurry back to the hospital, return to Song Shiling's side, and accompany her.

I don't know if Jiang Chuan is gone, although the two quickly reconciled last time, it doesn't mean that he is not a rival in love.

Wu Yu, who was worried that the girl was gluttonous again, happened to pass by a convenience store. Although the store is small, it has Shiling's favorite Cobik inside.

Buy it, although the doctor repeatedly emphasized that you can't eat too many snacks, but what can you do, his little gluttonous cat is just disobedient, and so is he himself.

I specially bought three or four packs of her favorite food Cobick for Shiling and trotted back, panting into the hospital. When he was about to approach the ward, Wu Yu heard the sound of crackling and falling things.

Only a few meters away, he could clearly see the ward number, which was coming from Song Shiling's room. What's wrong with her? What's going on? The man's heart couldn't help but worry, and the pace of rushing to the ward gradually accelerated.

The doctors and nurses passing by were suspicious and wanted to take a look in the ward.

"Get out, all of you get out!" one of the attending doctors was smashed in the head by Shi Ling's throwing technique. He let out a "hmm" in pain, then immediately closed the door, scolded the girl for being insane, and left in a huff.

Wu Yu, who was becoming more and more aware of the problem, didn't worry about it anymore, and hurriedly opened the door and walked into the ward. His Shi Ling, sitting alone on the hospital bed at this moment, whimpering, her body trembling, her head buried deep in the crook of her arm, curled up in a ball, like a wounded kitten, licking her wounds.

It's over, what happened, what happened to her! It's only been a long time since I saw Song Shiling turned into this, embarrassed.

Wu Yu threw away the potato chips and ran to Shiling to ask her what was wrong? However, Song Shiling only looked up at the visitor for three seconds, and then slowly buried her head again, biting her lips tighter, and crying hard.

From his direction, in the dark night, even if there was the refraction of the street lamp outside the window, it was difficult for him to see how disappointed and sad her expression was, and he could only vaguely see the green tendons on Song Shiling's forehead and clenched hands.

After a long time, Wu Yu broke the silence.

"What's the matter, Shiling, don't cry, tell me okay?" The cry broke his heart, and his emotions instantly changed from Fang Cai's satisfaction to the worry and sourness of the moment. For different people, their sources of suffering are also different. For the poor, their pain comes from lack of money; for composers, their pain comes from not being able to make good compositions; for patients suffering from depression, their pain comes from losing their desire for life; and for Song Shiling, what is her current pain and what is the source of her pain? Wu Yu may not be able to understand in the future, the former Song Shiling was strong and optimistic, and seemed to be invulnerable, but because of Yang Jingjing's words, she was completely defeated, and her psychological defense line collapsed.

Since he left, she was fine, how could Shi Ling become like this after she came back by herself? Wu Yu quickly searched in his mind for a long time, and all kinds of memories of the guests who came to visit Shi Ling today, except Jiang Chuan, it seemed that there was no one else.

"Did Jiang Chuan bully you? What did he tell you?" The man let out a suppressed sound in his throat, and did not let the woman stop sobbing and speak calmly. She is still indulging in a sad atmosphere, her mind is full of her and Yang Jingjing's past from childhood to adulthood, which is obviously a beautiful and warm scene, but now, it has cracked and broken into slag.

Because of Yang Jingjing's attitude, because she is not surnamed Yang, her surname is Song, because she is not Yang Jingjing's sister, she is nothing. Although Wu Yu knew her tragic experience since she was a child, he thought that the family would treat her as their own, but he didn't expect that there was an estrangement after all, and he didn't become one after all.

Wu Yu couldn't calm down at this time, he carefully raised Song Shiling's head, and saw that Shiling's eyes were bloody, as if she had been crying for a long time, and her hair was also messily pasted on the side of her face with tears, and he was overwhelmed with grief, he couldn't help but hug her hard, and his voice was almost choked, "Don't cry, tell me slowly, what's wrong, okay?" Shiling, please." If you are sad, I will be sad. "

"I'm nothing, I'm nothing! You let go of me!" Song Shiling cried out in her throat, screaming sadly, she was a little out of control, her voice was very sharp, although Wu Yu was stunned for a while, he always hugged her, dead or alive.

Will it be a few steps late, and Shi Ling will not be able to think about it? Wu Yu was annoyed, if Xiao Su's request was declined for dinner, maybe why would Shi Ling be sad, he must know everything, and tide over the difficulties with her, instead of letting her bear the pain alone.

......

The next morning, it was biting and chilly.

Although there is no rain to set off the atmosphere of winter, the wind is blowing indiscriminately, which is enough to set off the momentum of winter.

Song Shiling woke up early, not so much waking up, in fact, she tossed and turned almost all night and did not sleep well. Wu Yu, who was taking care of her, also woke up a few minutes later, and the moment he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart again when he saw Shi Ling's empty eyes.

"Shiling, do you feel hungry?" Wu Yu got up and put his blazer on Song Shiling's petite body, wearing only a hospital gown, and the window was still wide open, the winter wind was dancing proudly at the moment, he was worried that the girl would catch a cold and that the condition would worsen.

Song Shiling looked at the man in front of her with that tired countenance, and smiled slightly, "There is a point, I want to eat the baked cakes on West Street." "

The hospital is located in the east, but Song Shiling designated to eat the baked cakes of a certain store on West Street, there is no reason, there is no reason, just want to make Wu Yu buy it.

"Xiaoling is a little far away, shall we change the house? This time point is a traffic jam, and you will miss the inspection when I come back." He said a lot in one breath, and it was only after a while that he heard Song Shiling's calm answer, "I don't, I just want to eat West Street baked cakes." "

Late last night, Song Shiling's attending doctor came to make rounds. Just when she walked into her ward, Wu Yu just put Song Shiling to sleep, the doctor's eyes motioned for the family to come out temporarily, the man nodded in response, and then hurriedly covered Shiling who pretended to be asleep with the quilt, and then walked out of the ward.

Knowing from the doctor that Shiling can be examined and treated tomorrow, Wu Yu is simply excited, no matter how the doctor explains the precautions, which should be avoided and which need to be observed, he nodded frequently, and promised to say "good", "good", "I know".

"There are also baked cakes sold nearby, can I buy them for you?" Wu Yu got up and was about to lift his feet and leave, when the cuffs of his shirt were suddenly grabbed by someone, and he was beaten at his feet.

Looking back, Song Shiling was looking at herself pitifully: "But I just want to eat the baked cakes on West Street." It's okay to do the test later, it's okay to do it tomorrow, I don't have a headache anymore, don't worry if I'm okay, I can stay in the hospital for another day. But I just want to eat the pancake today. "

gritted his teeth and warned himself not to be soft-hearted, but the hand that grabbed the sleeve kept shaking, shaking his heart itching, and his heart moved, shaking him helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll go and tell the doctor that the examination will be done tomorrow, and you obediently wait for me to come back, and you are not allowed to know anywhere?"

Song Shiling pursed her lips and smiled, her voice a little more hoarse, "Come back early, pay attention to safety." "

Today, she is particularly empathetic, unlike in the past, she is always facing Wu Yu. It's not that the man didn't feel abnormal, maybe he was with him last night, she was very grateful to herself, who knows, there are unforeseen circumstances, even if it is someone close to him, he can't fully guess Song Shiling's thoughts.

Seeing Wu Yu leave in a hurry, Song Shiling, who was sitting on the bed, slowly put away her smile, and her eyes darkened.

: By the time you read this letter, I was probably already out of the hospital and out of P City. I'm sorry, my farewell came so suddenly, so unexpectedly, but no matter how many thousand words, I can only merge into three words at this time, I'm sorry. When I was young, I was in junior high school, I was in high school, and I became a judo player, and I became a bodyguard, my mother and father, eldest sister, little sister, Jiang Chuan and Wu Yu were all watching me change little by little, I also thought that I had become an excellent player, but after all, I retired early due to injury, and I also thought that I could become a conscientious bodyguard, but in the end I had to leave. It's late at night, it's time to go to bed, but I can't sleep, because on the surface I have a lot, everything, and various identities, outsiders think I'm very good, but in fact, I'm nothing, which Jingjing said is true. Without the care of Aunt Man and Uncle Shuyuan, there would be no Yang Ling today, maybe she didn't meet Aunt Man and Uncle Shuyuan, maybe the current Yang Ling would not be alive, but follow her dearest sister to heaven together. Vague memory, on the side of the dream, reality is calling me. The voice that gradually became clearer, calm and unforgiving, kept pulling itself in my dreams, leaving me helpless to squeeze out of all of your lives and leave your dreams. I may always be in your memory, but this is like a lucid dream, shattering my existence and retaining beautiful moments for you. Over time, I will not have the smell of you in my mind, and even if my heart aches for a while, I will try to forget you all. What is hidden in my heart has completely changed me, the hands that bound me are gradually loosening, I am escaping from the tension and oppression, don't look for it, Yang Ling will eventually be left with only the shell. Goodbye, Uncle Man. Goodbye, Sister Huiyuan, Sister Jingjing. Goodbye, Ogawa. Goodbye, my only deep love, Wu Shaoyang.

Well.

Song Shiling

After writing the parting letter, Song Shiling took off her hospital gown without hesitation, and after quickly changing into her clothes, she didn't bring anything, so she pretended to be a healthy passerby and left the hospital easily.

Walking out of the hospital door, breathing in the fresh air, she turned around again, her expression revealed obvious reluctance, the reality was compelling, she had to leave everyone, she had to leave everything to live again, even if she was displaced and had nowhere to go, she had to remain optimistic and make the world home.

Wu Yu came back again and found that the door of the ward was not closed, so he couldn't help but wonder if he had closed the door casually before leaving?