Chapter 54

"Going to the Soup and Fire" / Call me Meow

In my life, the most feared thing is not being able to meet someone who makes you have the urge to go to the soup.

Not long after Yang Xue and Chen Jing left, the door of the ward was opened again. The person who came this time was Wen Nan with a pale and bloodless face. Yao Qian turned around, Wen Nan was holding a finger on her lips, and she motioned for her not to speak.

They both love the same man, no more than each other, no less than each other. It's just that the way of love is different, Wen Nan's love for Chen Ziang is like a white paper that has been spread out, on which her love is written impressively, which is clear at a glance. Yao Qian's love for Chen Ziang, after years of precipitation, is even more indescribable, and can only be buried deep in his heart.

Yao Qian quietly stepped aside, letting Wen Nan approach Chen Ziang, her makeup-based face was not much better than Yao Qian's, or even worse. She didn't say a word, just stood by the bed, looking at the injured Chen Ziang.

Suddenly, she turned around and asked Yao Qian, "Don't you think he's ugly like this?" ”

In this way, Yao Qian looked at the man with his eyes closed on the bed. After the operation, he was haggard and embarrassed, and his body was exposed, and he was not handsome at all. His breath was deep and shallow, and it was pitiful.

Yao Qian pursed her lips and did not answer. Wen Nan curled the corners of her mouth to herself, "Can I talk to you?" ”

Yao Qian glanced at Chen Ziang, nodded, and followed Wen Nan out of the ward towards the park downstairs in the inpatient department. They sat down on a bench and looked up slightly to see the windowsill of each ward. Among them, there is one of them, which belongs to Chen Ziang.

The afternoon sun is warm and pleasant, and many medical staff and family members will take patients out to bask in the sun. Yao Qian quietly looked at everyone who passed by them, waiting for Wen Nan to speak to herself.

After a while, Wen Nan, who looked sluggish, asked her leisurely, "Do you know how he was injured?" ”

Yao Qian replied honestly, "I heard that it was a car accident." ”

"It's not a car accident." Wen Nan shook his head, nodded again after a while, and said without hesitation: "Maybe, it's a car accident." ”

"Do you know what's going on?" Yao Qian's right eyelid jumped slightly, and she watched Wen Nan's red lips open and close, and her heart thumped. The woman's sixth sense told her that Wen Nan must have been at the scene of the car accident, and she must have known what had happened.

Wen Nan turned her head, a trace of ruthlessness crossed her eyes, so cruel that it was terrifying, she answered the question, "Do you love him?" ”

Stunned, also as a woman, Yao Qian felt that she couldn't understand Wen Nan and her words and deeds more and more. She asked this question many times, and each time, her answer was different.

"Do you love him?" She's still asking her.

Yao Qian turned her head sideways, not looking at her, but at an old couple not far away, and her grandfather helped her grandmother walk slowly on the path. At this moment, she can deceive herself, but she doesn't want to deceive Wen Nan beside her. Qingxiu's eyebrows twisted slightly, and she replied softly: "I used to love him and was not afraid of anything." Now I love him and I'm afraid of everything. ”

Her answer made Wen Nan feel incredible, but it was the most true in her heart. In the past, when she was still Shen Bai, she loved Chen Ziang, vigorously for fear that no one would know. She is now Yao Qian, and she still loves Chen Ziang, but she is worried all day long for fear that her love will become a burden to him.

Yao Qian exhaled slowly, "I'm sorry, I love him." ”

"There's nothing wrong with loving someone, you don't have to say sorry to me." Wen Nan's tone was calm and free, but her eyes were already stained with mist, and they were bloodshot.

The two were relatively speechless, silent for a long time. In the end, Wen Nan adjusted his breathing and said as if talking to himself: "He loves you too, he loves you very much." ”

Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Wen Nan also said, "I love him, and I once committed suicide for him." ”

Hearing this, Yao Qian was a little surprised, and her heart trembled.

Wen Nan looked at the surprise on her face lightly, and smiled indifferently, "I'm afraid of death, so I only lightly cut the knife on my wrist, and I didn't dare." I lay in the bath and looked at the blood coming out of my body, feeling hopelessly stupid. But it doesn't matter, I love him. He doesn't love me, not at all. ”

Speaking of this, Wen Nan's lofty tone was obviously lowered, and she lowered her head to look at her toes, "If he could love me a little, even if he just likes me, he wouldn't look at me with such indifferent eyes when he sees the blood on my body." Have you ever been treated like that by him? There shouldn't be, that time you were drunk at Chen Bin's wedding, and his eyes were full of distress when he looked at you. I know he used to look at me like that, when we first met. ”

As she spoke, there was a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, like a wisp of breeze, as if there was nothing, and some memories were always good, making people can't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

She was immersed in her own memories, and suddenly her face suddenly fell, and the smile on the corner of her mouth also dissipated. After thinking about it, he continued: "When I went to him yesterday, he told me that he thought of me as you when we met him for the first time, so everything was wishful thinking on my own. ”

Wen Nan is like this now, like a clown, leaving no room for others to open his wounds little by little in front of everyone.

Yao Qian moved her lips, wanting to comfort Wen Nan, but she didn't know what to say. After all, none of the three of them has the right to give each other any sympathy or pity.

Wen Nan turned her head slightly, her eyes were just facing the sunset on the horizon, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "Today, he could have gone to work well." But he didn't, because he said he would pay me back what he owed me. What does he owe me? He owes me a favor, and what I want him to return is a favor, not his life. ”

"You... I wanted to do it again... Hurt yourself? Yao Qian tried hard to suppress her messy emotions, and Wen Nan's appearance not only made her feel painful, but also made her feel that Chen Ziang was too cruel.

"No, I said it, I'm afraid of death. I just wanted to scare him, I wanted to see if he would feel a little distressed about me. Wen Nan bit his fingers, "He didn't, he just rushed over and pushed me off the road, he didn't have time to dodge, so he was hit by the car coming over." ”

Wen Nan's tears fell, and the big ones were very eager, "I've never seen him like this, covered in blood, but he still told me so stubbornly, let me stop loving him." Is he the cruelest man in the world, he used his life to tell me that the person he loves is someone else, not me. Do you know? He even pulled out my most obsessive smile to tell me that the person he loved was you, it's you. ”

The last sentence 'It's you', Wen Nan almost roared. She glared fiercely at Yao Qian, who was already in tears like her, and pulled her arm, "Why you, why?" I used to think you were just a stand-in, what's so good about you? Do you have me pretty? Do you have me young? You have nothing, you've been divorced and have a child, but even then he loves you. ”

Wen Nan gasped with difficulty, her hands were holding her nails, and she pinched Yao Qian fiercely. She tried to vent her dissatisfaction, her unwillingness, and her pain on Yao Qian's body.

Yao Qian seemed to have lost her soul and let her move.

In just one month, many people told Yao Qian that Chen Ziang loved her. Yao Qian knew that she should be happy. But my heart hurt uncontrollably, like a needle pricked on it, it hurt very much. She was distressed, and she felt more distressed about the pain in his heart than she felt sorry for the damage to Chen Ziang's body.

She suddenly imagined how he had spent every long night alone over the years, and every night should make people want to cry lonely. After all, she once had a husband like Lu Zhao and a daughter like Zigui. She is more than a little more wishful than Chen Ziang.

"Nan Nan, you let me go."

The sudden voice pulled both of them back to reality. Wen Nan's cruel eyes kept looking at Yao Qian, but Yao Qian saw Wen Xi walking behind her.

"Nan Nan, let go." Wen Xi grabbed Wen Nan's hand and looked at Yao Qian with great apologies, as soon as the big hand was forced, Wen Nan couldn't resist at all, and he had already dragged her to his side.

"It's you who let it go, why are you holding me, bastard, you bastard." Wen Nan's long-suppressed emotions broke out again, she struggled, she resisted, she punched and kicked him. But he still held her hand motionlessly, tightly. She felt pain, pain, but not in her hands, but in her heart.

She jumped up and lay down on Wenxi's shoulder, and bit him on the shoulder with her mouth open, very hard.

She also wants him to hurt, she wants him to know how much it hurts in her heart. Since Song Pingping passed away, she has never felt like this anymore, so she wants to be alone with her.

Wen Xi frowned, reached out and took Wen Nan into his arms, indulging her every action. Only looked around her shoulder, looked at Yao Qian, and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry." ”

Yao Qian shook her head, glanced at Wen Nan who was carrying her back again, looked at her trembling body, and then slowly turned around and left. Walking back to the ward on the fifth floor, step by step.

Chen Ziang had already woken up, and he was looking around with his eyes open. When Yao Qian entered the ward, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and then he was replaced by joy. He wanted to raise his hand to greet her, but he didn't have the strength. He could only move his chin and motioned for her to come.

When Yao Qian walked up to him and sat down, he looked at her affectionately, and his eyes were red. Bare. Naked love. His right hand, which he placed beside the bed, moved his fingers slightly, struggling to hook one of her little fingers.

He should be in pain, just such a simple action, he has been clenching his teeth all the time. Yao Qian's heart tightened, and she quickly held his hand, "Chen Ziang, are you in pain?" ”

He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word for a long time. The lips were slightly open, but they were finally tightly pressed together. He seemed a little lost because of this, and his eyes looked away.

At this time, Yao Qian wanted to kiss him and comfort him. She held his hand, leaned down and pressed her face up, raised her head to look at Chen Ziang's body, and said, "I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to open your mouth and tell me that you love me." ”

She felt the hand in her hand tremble slightly.

And the man was smiling hard, and he was looking at her where she couldn't see, and the look in his eyes was gentle and eager. 166 Reading Network