Lin Tezhu was silent, he finished packing the insulated box, turned around and left the ward.

"Do you say that he has been with Leng Chenxuan for a long time, and he has a virtuous ......and cold face," Zhu La turned his head to Bai Wenyu beside him and said.

Bai Wenyu was still silent in the shock of Lin Tezhu, from the moment he entered the company, the agent told Bai Wenyu that in the company, don't offend Lin Tezhu if you offend anyone, he is unpredictable, no one can understand his mind.

"Zhu La, you said, I just offended Lin Tezhu, will he wear small shoes for himself in the company?" Bai Wenyu stared at Zhu La with expectant eyes.

Jura pondered for a while and said calmly: "As long as you have the ability, even if others want to fix you, it will be in vain, instead of worrying about these, it is better to think about how to improve your acting skills!"

Bai Wenyu fell into deep thought, and Zhu La saw that the time was not early, so she urged Bai Wenyu: "You go back quickly, I'm fine......"

"No?" Bai Wenyu stood up from the stool suddenly: "What if you faint, I'll stay here with you!"

Zhu La was annoyed for a while, she pulled out the pillow behind her and smashed it on Bai Wenyu's body: "You are here, how can I sleep, this lonely man and widow, what does it look like, you go back quickly, don't come over, I'm fine, I'll go back to the crew immediately, so many people are waiting for me, I'm really embarrassed!"

Bai Wenyu was a little uneasy, and after he repeatedly made sure that Zhu La was okay alone, he slowly walked out of the ward.

Zhula glanced at Bai Wenyu's figure, and after making sure that he was gone, Zhula leaned on the hospital bed a little tiredly, and she found that she was getting worse and worse recently.

The moonlight outside the window poured into the ward, and in the big room, there was only Jura alone, silent, Jura was not sleepy at all, she was in a daze as she watched the moonlight outside the window.

A melodious ringing of bells pierced the silence of the room, and Jura picked up her hand, her fingers sliding lightly: "Balk......"

A shout silenced both of them, listening to each other's breathing, and neither was willing to break the silence of the moment.

Eventually, Balk was the first to speak: "Merry Christmas, Jura!"

Jura looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed with emotion: "It's so fast, it's Christmas, are you celebrating the holiday with your father?"

The other party didn't make a sound, and Jura didn't rush to speak, she waited quietly.

"Yes!" After a moment of silence, Balk slowly spoke: "I actually saw my father's white hair today, he is old......"

When Jura heard the word "old", she felt uncomfortable for a while, and she was most afraid of hearing these two words: "I will go abroad to see my father after a while, don't tell my father first, surprise him first!"

Balk listened quietly to Jura's pretended casual words, only he knew the pain in Jura's heart, and perhaps for Jura, leaving might be the best relief.

In the face of those who hurt him, thinking about revenge all day long, only he can understand how painful it hurts.

Jura spoke into the phone and gently told the recent interesting story, only in front of Balk, Jura would let go of all pretense and be true to herself.

Wearing a hypocritical skin every day, pretending not to care and not caring, on such days, Jura doesn't know what the end is.

Balk listened to Jura's tired breathing and whispered: "Come back when you feel tired, this will always be your home, don't always be strong, it's better for women to be gentle......"

Jura chuckled, she listened to Balk's relaxed teasing, and felt much better: "I will never be gentle again in my life, so don't expect your sister to be gentle, by the way, do you talk about girlfriends, when will you find me a sister-in-law back?"

Balkmo was silent, perhaps because he saw through his parents' quarrel, and the two acted in front of outsiders and quarreled when they got home.

The house is always full of endless quarrels, and Balk would rather be alone than have his children live in that kind of environment in the future.

"Jura, there are some things, if you can't let go of them, you can't forget them, just try to accept them slowly, okay, it seems to be late in you there, rest early!" Balk finished speaking, and hung up the phone.

Jura grabbed her phone and kept holding it, and Balk's words were like a bomb that would explode Jura's heart anytime and anywhere.

Picking up her phone, Jura glanced at the time, and at 22:30, Jura lifted the quilt and walked off the bed, she looked down at her hospital gown, her brows furrowed.

Walking out of the hospital, Jura walked down the street, looking at the crowds coming and going.

At this time of year, Jura is in the castle, with Filipino maids, preparing Christmas dinner.

But today, Jura is alone, that feeling of loneliness, makes Jura miss her heart, miss her distant home, miss her family abroad, two families, she misses both, one gave her life, the other gave her a second life, for Jura, they are all her own family.

Jura looked at the couples on the street, wearing Santa hats, hugging each other affectionately, that sweet feeling, which made Jura fascinated.

"Pretty sister, we're doing a charity sale today, can you help us?" a little girl walked up to Jura's side and looked at her with pleading eyes.

Seeing the expectant eyes, Zhu La couldn't bear to refuse for a while, she bent over: "What does it take to do with my sister?"

The little girl jumped excitedly when she saw that Jura agreed, she took Jula's hand, led Jura to the side, and pointed to a box of apples: "We sold love apples today, and the money we got is ready to donate to the children in the welfare home, they are so pitiful, they don't have parents, we want to let them feel our warmth through our own efforts!"

Seeing the little girl's sincere eyes, Zhula's heart warmed, she took the little girl's hand, walked with her to the box, picked up their propaganda clothes and put them on her body, and followed the little girl to sell apples.

Jura walked into the crowd and sincerely told the story of the welfare home to strangers, holding a "love apple" and recommending it to everyone.

"Give me one!" Leng Chenxuan didn't know when, standing behind Jura.