When Fu Yuan and his entourage arrived outside the door of the Gaogan ward where Luo Qian was staying in the People's Hospital, Vice Mayor Yang had already arrived first. I don't know what the couple just talked about, the atmosphere in the ward seemed very depressing.

The advantage of Director Arima leading the team is that Fu Yuan and the other three only follow orders. Therefore, shortly after the horse bureau entered the ward, it only took three minutes in total to come to the corridor with Vice Mayor Yang. Vice Mayor Yang's face was solemn and he didn't say anything, just nodded to Fu Yuan and the three of them as a greeting, turned around and left.

"Fu Yuan, President Luo only meant to let Song Jin and a girl go in. You two stay outside the door and don't let anyone disturb them. There's something else going on in the bureau, so I'll go back first. ”

"Yes, Horse Bureau."

As soon as Ma Jinzhong left, Fu Yuan whispered to Song Jin: "Be cautious, go in." ”

Song Jin nodded, gently pushed open the door, and closed it casually after entering. didn't call him "President Luo", but changed his words: "Aunt Luo, are you feeling better?" ”

Rosie leaned on the head of the bed, and did not turn her head to look at Song Jin who walked in, her eyes stared directly at the sky outside the window, and she didn't know what she was thinking. After Song Jin stood between the hospital bed and the sofa and waited for twenty or thirty seconds, Rosie said a little blankly, "Sit down." ”

"Hey."

Yiyan sat down, just took off the bag from his shoulders and put it on his legs, meaning to open the bag and take out the pen and notebook inside to prepare to make a note. Rosie, who didn't want to be on the bed, suddenly turned her head, and as far as her eyes could see, it was Song Jin who had reached into her bag and had already taken out a small section of the notebook.

The smart Song Jin didn't have an extra expression on his face, so he let go of his hand and pretended to tidy up the things in his bag. When he pulled his hand out, there was an extra piece of unopened wet wipes in his hand. He moved the small satchel on his legs to the coffee table next to him, and asked softly, "Does Aunt Luo want to drink water?" ”

Rosie didn't answer, glanced at Song Jin in a daze, and then slowly turned her head away, her eyes continuing to stare at the blue sky outside the window. However, instead of continuing to be silent, he began to speak slowly as if he were talking to himself.

When the voice heard Song Jin's ears, there was a feeling of indescribability.

Like grief, like repentance.

There is a strong sense of depression in the blandness.

Although the words sounded clear, it was as if it had drifted in the wind from a distant place, so much so that Song Jin felt a little illusory.

"It was the weekend of the week before the summer break, because the court was mediating a civil dispute, and I went down all day during the day to find out what was going on, and I didn't come back until before I got off work.

When I entered the door, I was startled when I saw Xiaojing's shoes on the porch. Because Xiao Jing called in advance and said that she would not come back before the holiday. Is it sick to come back suddenly? So I called my daughter's name and walked to her room in a panic.

After taking two steps, my daughter had already opened the door and walked out, smiling at me and saying, 'Mom, I'm fine. ’

Didn't you say you wouldn't come back before the holidays? ’

'yes, isn't that something special. ’

'What special circumstances?' ’

Seeing that my daughter's face was red, I still raised my hand and touched her forehead uneasily, feeling that it was really not a fever, so I put my heart down and asked, 'What is the special situation?' I didn't make a phone call beforehand, which was scary. ’

'Hehe, Mom still thinks I'm a child?' My daughter smiled and said, "I found out that I ran out of sanitary napkins in the dormitory at noon today." ’

He was so careless and said he wasn't a child. ’

Our mother and daughter have always used a brand of sanitary napkins, which are rarely sold on the market. And we had no more than a few days off our periods, so when I heard this, I asked Xiao Jing, 'Do you want to stay for dinner?' ’

No, there's an event at school tonight, so it's too late to eat at home. ’

Without saying a few words, Xiao Jing took the sanitary napkin and hurriedly left. ”

Speaking of which, Rosie's face with undiminished charm and typical intellectual feminine characteristics had already burst into tears. But the speed of her speech did not change in the slightest. Even the tone was as flat as ever. Although Song Jin wanted to comfort and comfort her, she really couldn't find the right words, so she could only hand over the paper on the coffee table and listen to her continue.

"Actually, I also had a party that night, and after Xiao Jing left, I hurriedly took a shower and changed my clothes and was just about to leave, when I accidentally saw that the laptop on the desk in Xiao Jing's room forgot to turn it off. Raised his foot and walked in to turn off the computer, but when he turned around, he saw a sanitary napkin left by Xiao Jing on the bed.

In the past two years, I don't know if it's because of age or because of the high pressure at work, menstrual leave is no longer as regular as before. It's either a day or two in the morning or a day or two in the evening. Originally, when I heard Xiao Jing say that just now, I was already prepared in my heart. When I took a bath, I also noticed some discomfort in my lower body. So, at that time, I picked up the sanitary napkin that was left by Xiao Jing and went back to the bedroom.

However, when I wanted to use it, I suddenly realized that this was not the brand that our mother and daughter commonly used.

Where did this come from?

Just as I was puzzled, the phone left on the coffee table in the living room rang. Knowing that they were urging me, I didn't bother to think about sanitary napkins, so I hurriedly got dressed and walked out to answer the phone, so I left in a hurry. ”

Silence, long silence, Rosie has been looking at the sky outside through the window, from where Song Jin is sitting, she can only see most of her face, and she can't fully see her eyes.

"Aunt Luo, let's drink a glass of water first."

Song Jin hurriedly poured a glass of water, brought it to Rosie, and took advantage of the situation to observe her eyes that were still tearful.

What kind of eyes is that, holes? Dazed? Song Jin was able to find only these two words.

Raising his hand to block back the water cup that Song Jin handed over, Rosie spoke again.

"I arrived at the hotel about fifteen minutes later, and when I entered the room, I was surprised to find that among the six people who arrived early were my college classmates."

The topic suddenly shifted from Yang Wenjing to Rosie's entertainment, and even mentioned her college classmates. Song Jin didn't know what Rosie was going to talk about next, but Rosie had been talking about it calmly, but there had been a slight change so far.

Song Jin was very sure that when she said the word "college classmate", she could clearly hear a trace of trills in Rosie's tone.

"In the four years of college, our relationship really went beyond ordinary friendships. However, they are not as open as young people nowadays, except that they have watched two movies together and danced a few times hand in hand at a group event held by the school.

With the end of college life, that relationship also ended, and I never even contacted again. ”

There was silence for another five minutes, and when Rosie spoke again, her tone could no longer maintain her initial flatness, and the speed of her speech increased. It can be heard that Rosie is still a little emotional when she recalls the experience of meeting a classmate who has an unusual relationship with the university.

"The atmosphere at the table that night was very lively, especially after the organizers learned about our relationship. And I was at the time, what did I say? There is an inexplicable excitement, and there is also the excitement of reunion after a long absence. So I usually rarely drink liquor, but I drank more than a pound that night.

After the banquet, everyone went to a nightclub to sing and dance. I played until late, and I can't remember the exact time.

I just remember that I finally walked into the room that the organizer opened for him in a hotel...... I remember that my whole body and mind were burning ...... at that time. ”