She wiped away her tears, raised her head, looked at Wen Zheyu very seriously, and said with a few firmness in her words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I just want to take Mei'er to the United States to recuperate now! I see that her condition is very unstable, so Brother Zheyu, I don't ask you anything, I just ask all of us not to see each other again in the future! This relationship of yours may really be a mistake!"

"......" Wen Zheyu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"As soon as Mei'er's mood is stable, we will set off, and the documents are all in place anyway. ”

"Okay, I'll send you that painting in the next two days.

Wen Zheyu's expression was gloomy, she insisted, so what else could he do?

It's better to let them go.

"That'...... Thank you!"

Yi Qianyan thanked softly, and saw Wen Zheyu's soiled shirt, "Your clothes are dirty, go and wipe them." ”

"Hmm. Wen Zheyu glanced at the clothes that were already dirty, and walked directly into the bathroom in the ward.

Yi Qianmei has always lived in a single ward, and she is the only one who lives in it, and the ward facilities are better than those of ordinary wards.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and after a while, Wen Zheyu came out of it, and the clothes behind him were wet, but he still didn't clean the rice porridge.

"I'll go back and change my clothes and come to see Mei'er. ”

"Well, you go, Mei'er is guarding here, it's okay if you don't use it today!"

Yi Qianyan's voice was still faint, and she couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

Wen Zheyu only smiled slightly, turned around and pushed the door out.

Yi Qianyan saw him leave, shook his head, sighed slightly, and retracted his gaze to look at Yi Qianmei on the hospital bed.

Yi Qianmei slept until noon and woke up again, but as soon as she woke up, there was a lot of noise, crying and laughing, and even conjectures.

She kept yelling not to hit her, she was wrong!

"Mei'er, it's my sister! Mei'er, don't worry, no one can hurt you anymore!"

Yi Qianyan was like a furious and terrified little wild cat, gently stroking her long silky hair, not afraid that her claws would hurt her.

Under her comfort, Yi Qianmei gradually calmed down, her eyes were blankly open, like a dead thing without life and vitality, and it was heart-wrenching to look at.

The sun rises and sets, and the days pass quickly, and in the wards filled with disinfectant potions, the sunlight shines in through the window, shining on Yi Qianmei's pale and haggard little face.

She had taken off her hospital gown and changed into her favorite red dress, as beautiful as ever, like a red rose that had just bloomed, with strong enthusiasm.

It's just that she sat there quietly, with a hint of resentment and sadness on her face from time to time.

No one knew what she was thinking, and no one knew what she was sad about.

Yi Qianyan is wearing a light purple one-piece fat pants, the wide trousers are very refreshing, lining her like an elegant canna, slender and weak.

Aren't she and her two twin flowers intertwined and complementing each other?

A cold and warm flower, like fire, can burn out the whole life.

A supple and unyielding, prickly flower that can pierce into your cold heart.

Yi Qianyan was busy packing her luggage and stuffing some needed things into a large suitcase, while also paying attention to her every move.

"Mei'er, the ticket has been booked, the plane is at three o'clock in the afternoon today. ”

"......" was silent in response.

However, Yi Qianyan knew that she was listening, but she didn't like to respond.

Thinking about Yi Qianmei's past, how lively and active she was, she had endless words to say all day, although she was a little rebellious, she never thought that she would one day be so silent, sitting there so lonely, the strong sunlight outside the window could not shine into her already dusty heart, and could not melt the world piled up by ice......

After it was cleaned up, someone outside the door sent a bouquet of delicate red roses, Yi Qianyan didn't even look at the signature, anyway, only Wen Zheyu would send red roses.

She put the budding red roses in the vase on the table, replaced the withered bouquets casually, and threw them into the trash can beside her.

"When a rose withers, should it be discarded?"

A negative, sad, and melancholy word floated softly.

Just like she was thinking at this time.

Sadness, despair.

Yi Qianyan was slightly stunned, since she told Wen Zheyu to let him visit Yi Qianmei less in the future, in addition to personally sending the painting, he just asked people to send a bouquet of fresh roses every day, and he never showed up again.

It seems that Mei'er is still worried about him!

Even if he hurt her like that!

“……”

And she didn't know how to comfort her at the moment.

How to resolve her sorrows.

She can only do everything one by one, and can only wait quietly in every detail.

The only thing that made her happy was that since she realized that she was sick, Yi Qianmei did not reject her as much as before, but had more attachments.

Yi Qianyan looked at the time, it was almost over.

"Mei'er, let's go!"

She took Yi Qianmei's hand and walked out of the hospital, put a pair of wide-faced large sunglasses on the bridge of Yi Qianmei's nose, and she dragged the suitcase behind her and dissolved into the endless flow of people.

One purple and one red are two bright colors, Yan Ran is the most beautiful scenery in the crowd.

The small town of Naperville, Illinois, is a place of tranquility and fresh air, away from the hustle and bustle of the big city, where most of the people live are warm and welcoming.

Yi Qianyan and Yi Qianmei appeared in a world-class mental health care home in Naperville.

She stood in front of the sanatorium and looked around, only to see that the trees were dense all around, and people were walking in twos and threes.

She took Yi Qianmei directly into the psychological counseling room on the second floor according to the address, and gave Yi Qianmei the most comprehensive psychological treatment.

In the doctor's opinion, depression is not terrible, as long as in the future life, can maintain an optimistic attitude, not negative, take medicine on time, and cooperate with professional psychological guidance, the family can also give meticulous care, away from the previous depressed life, let the patient find the beauty of life, generally speaking, depression can be cured!

At the doctor's suggestion, Yi Qianyan rented a cheap one-bedroom cottage next to a quiet country hill.

There is also a small garden in front of the house that can be cultivated, and the back of the house leans against the green hills, so you can get up in the morning to smell the birds and fall asleep with flowers in the evening, which is indeed very suitable for human life.

Mainly, it is not far from the nursing home, and Mei'er needs regular psychological counseling.

Yi Qianyan is ready to live here for a long time.

"Mei'er, do you like our new home, we can live here carefree for the rest of our lives!"