In the lively bar, Chu Nange and He Shuhuan sat in the middle of the seven women, looking very enviable, after all, in this kind of place, most of the time there are more men than women.

But in fact, not many people know that they are just chatting, and Chu Nange listens more quietly, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two, or answering the questions of those who are new acquaintances.

Just like being with Fang Qing's friend, sitting quietly, smiling indifferently, there was no difference.

In the world of night, Chu Nange has maintained this appearance for many years, and he is no longer like He Shuhuan who talks and laughs, not that he can't, but he doesn't want to say it.

He sees many things very lightly, as light as a glass of boiled water.

When no one stirs it, it can't even turn up the slightest ripple.

He Shuhuan and Chen Yutong knew his temperament, and the rest of the women chatted indifferently, everyone was just asking for a happy life, and it didn't matter to them whether they spoke or not.

What's more, Chu Nange, who smiled indifferently, is also very pleasing to the eye, not in appearance, but in temperament.

Prosperous beauty, in this era is never uncommon, they feel beautiful, but they are just watching from afar or overnight, but when it comes to being friends, marrying husbands, Chen Yutong's friends all hope to find a temperamental person.

That's a lifetime of appearance, and with the years it will only look better, and it won't become ugly, and that's the most touching thing.

The excitement will eventually quiet down, sitting in the taxi half-drunk, He Shuhuan looked at Chu Nange lying on the chair, and said softly: "How is it? Is there anything else you can't figure out?"

"No, tomorrow's business, let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

Chu Nange suddenly looked for a drink, He Shuhuan was of course strange, and he also knew that he must have something to figure out.

Men, it's nothing more than money and women.

Money equals work, He Shuhuan doesn't think there will be any problems with Chu Nange's work, so only women are left.

Fang Qing.

He Shuhuan didn't ask Chu Nange what happened from beginning to end, if he wanted to say, he listened, if he didn't say, he didn't ask.

He knew Chu Nange's temperament too well.

"Then I'll talk about it tomorrow, by the way, will you go next month when Xiaoai gets married?"

"No, you can bring favors over to bless and bless on my behalf. ”

"Well, I guessed you wouldn't go. ”

"Guess you still ask?"

Standing downstairs to see off He Shuhuan, Chu Nan's fans looked at the night sky and smiled silently, he was really grateful that he would be willing to accompany him.

Walking back to the cold home, in the soft music, Chu Nange lay on the sofa, and he didn't know when he would fall asleep, and he didn't even take a shower.

I fell asleep on the couch and the day passed.

The question between him and Fang Qing still hasn't been answered, and it still exists.

He ran away,

She also ran away.

Running away won't solve the problem.

In the years that are about to leave, everything seems to go back to the past, one person commutes to work, one eats, and one person lies at home.

During this time, apart from the daily text messages, he didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't know what he was doing.

Only when Fang Qing and her colleagues went over to have lunch did Chu Nange appear, and in the eyes of outsiders, they looked like a sweet couple.

In fact they themselves know the truth,

Love is about to fall into dust,

Turned into ashes,

Then it blew in the wind and scattered.

What was once good has become bitter,

It's a little sweet,

It's a bit salty.

In the middle of the night, when tears flowed again and again, the two became more and more estranged.

At midnight that day, just after his thirty-fourth birthday, the light was as dim as dusk on the drizzly streets, the wind was gentle, the rain was loving.

She finally uttered the two heavy words one step ahead of him, and he didn't say anything when he heard it, but turned away softly, and disappeared around the corner of the street, in her eyes, in the world.

Two people under the street lamp, one stood silently in the rain with an umbrella and wept silently, and the other walked in the rain leaving only a lonely figure.

Sometimes it hurts, and it can't be expressed in words or actions,

Because at that moment, the pain had numbed the whole body.

Even if the two of them are mentally prepared.

Origin,

The fate is gone.

Sometimes, even love can only choose to miss out, otherwise it will be a disaster in the end.

Let the things that hurt others and yourself become heavier, more painful and more hurtful.

So she wielded a knife to cut the love thread, and he gladly accepted it.

At that moment, the future is unknown, but turning around and saying goodbye at the moment is the best ending for both of them.

"Sir, sir, sir, hear me?"

In the operating room with dazzling white light, Chu Nan's fans opened their eyes in a daze, and nodded subconsciously under the light that couldn't even see the human figure clearly.

"I'm going to pull out the oxygen mask right now, it's going to be a little uncomfortable in my throat, you're going to cough, try to cough it out, you know?"

"Hmm.... ”

Confused, confused, Chu Nange vaguely remembered that he was undergoing surgery, felt the stinging pain in his throat, and according to the words of the person just now, after trying to make himself cough up, he didn't remember anything anymore.

Of course, I can't see the four people with anxious faces outside the operation.

In the snow-white room, slowly opening his eyes again, feeling the unconscious body, the stinging pain that still existed in his throat, Chu Nange struggled hard to sit up, but in the end he could only lie flat on the bed, and only his left hand could move slightly.

Then I saw a nurse in white coming over, but she forgot what she had told her and what she had done, and she fell asleep again.

After repeating this twice, Chu Nange's consciousness finally came to his senses, looked at the nurse in front of the bed and smiled indifferently, and said, "Girl... Nose, very uncomfortable.... ”

The woman who had been taking care of him since Chu Nange entered the intensive care unit, the moment she heard him speak, she asked with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm... , woke up. ”

"Where are you?"

"Hospital. ”

"What's your name?"

The gentle voice of the words, Chu Nange listened to it in his ears, and said calmly: "Chu Nange." ”

"Very good, you have an oxygen hose in your nose, it's going to be a bit hard, but don't pull it out. ”

"Can you move your hands and feet?"

After shaking his left and right hands and sensing his whole body, Chu Nange shook his head and said, "The left hand and left foot can move, but the right hand is a little numb, and the right foot doesn't feel anything." ”

The nurse with Li Shunyi's name tag on her chest looked at Chu Nange curiously, looked at his calm expression, took note of his condition, and said at the same time: "Aren't you worried that you will be paralyzed?"

Taking care of patients in the intensive care unit for a long time, Li Shunyi has seen many, many patients, some who are noisy, some who keep talking, and some who cry silently, but a calm person like Chu Nange is really quite rare.

Not for nothing, but really rarely.

He seemed like he was not afraid of anything, and although he didn't speak clearly the first two times he woke up, he listened to her words very obediently and fell asleep without any demands or movements.

Looking at Chu Nange, she would think that if all patients were like him, then her work would be much easier, and she would not consider changing careers and no longer working as a nurse.

"Worried. ”

"But you don't seem to be nervous. ”

In response to the nurse's question, Chu Nange smiled bitterly, and replied in a vague voice: "I'm nervous, but I don't understand." ”