I didn't speak to each other, and I stayed in the room in silence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After about ten minutes, I heard Summer say sorry softly.

When she said this, her voice was really soft. However, because the ward at this time was almost silent, her words of sorry came to my ears very clearly.

"Excuse me? Are you telling me? ”

"Yes." She replied softly.

"Why do you want to tell me you're sorry?"

"Because I've caused you trouble."

"But you've thanked me just now, haven't you?"

"Just now it was a thanks, this time it's an apology, it's different!"

I don't understand the strange logic of summer, thanks and apologies, but the form of expression is different, is there such a big difference?

For this kind of meaningless question, I was too lazy to entangle with her anymore, and while she was still willing to deal with me, I quickly asked her some practical questions.

"When you were unconscious, I was going to tell Chen Musen about your situation, but I didn't expect him to turn off the phone, do you have any other ways to contact him?"

"Wood?" Summer finally turned her head and looked at me suspiciously, "How did you get his phone?" ”

Hehe, how do I explain this? Do you want me to tell me directly about Chen Musen's request to dismiss me from the summer that night? When this girl heard this, she was probably so angry that she fainted again.

I could only explain as if I could, "I met him in Pingshui and had a one-sided relationship." ”

"Oh, that's right." Summer General nodded suspiciously.

"Does he have any other contact information? Tell me quickly, and I can tell him about your situation. ”

"Yes," Summer paused, "it's just that it's useless for you to reach him." ”

"Useless? What does that mean? Wouldn't he have come to see you if he knew you were in the hospital? ”

"He would, but he couldn't."

"Huh? Why? ”

"He was sent on a business trip by the company today, and you turned off his mobile phone, most likely he was on the plane at that time."

As soon as Xia explained this, I completely realized that Chen Musen couldn't count on it. After all, this far water can't save the near fire, even if I contact Chen Musen at the moment, but when he comes back from outside, the 24-hour observation time this summer is estimated to be over.

It looks like I'm going to have to find someone to take over my class, and I'm going to have to find someone else.

"Then you are in Ningbo, in addition to Chen Musen, do you have any other relatives and friends?"

Summer thought for a moment, then shook her head gently at me.

"Wouldn't it? Do you know Chen Musen? ”

"I know a lot of people, but the only one who can be considered a good friend is Mu."

I always thought I was a failure, I lived for 29 years and didn't even have a decent friend. But what I didn't expect was that this girl was not much better than me in the summer.

But after thinking about it, I didn't have any friends in Ningbo in the summer, and I can't just say that she failed like me. After all, she has only been in Ningbo for more than a year, and she has met a boss like me who is not humane, so she works hard most of the time. In this way, how can she have time to make friends?

Besides, she has no friends in Ningbo, which does not mean that she has no friends in her hometown. Although I don't know much about her situation in her hometown, but seeing a shrewd guy like Chen Musen, he will be so desperate for her, it is conceivable that this girl's personality charm is still good, at least it should not be difficult to make a few girlfriends in her hometown.

After pondering for a while, in the end I still have to face a cruel reality, that is, no one can replace me, and it seems that my work as an escort will continue to be done.

"You go back." Summer said calmly.

What a beautiful voice, for the first time I felt that the voice of summer was like a silver bell. This coveted sentence moved me to almost tears.

"I'm leaving, can you do it alone?" I asked with a fake face.

It can only be said that people are hypocritical, and they have been thinking about this moment in their hearts, but when this moment appears, they have to pretend to be reluctant.

What a hypocrisy! But so what? I'm happy to do it myself.

"You go back, I don't want to trouble you anymore."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Summer replied in the affirmative.

Unlike Summer's affirmative tone, her face was very pale, and her body still looked very weak.

"Alright then, I'll go first! If you have anything, call me. With that, I walked out of the room.

Walking to the door of the ward, I stopped, turned around and told her again, "Don't be afraid to trouble me, call me if you have something." ”

Summer didn't say much, just said "oh" and waved at me.

may be too weak, she even waved her hand, and she looked so weak.

The way she looked made my heart glow with pity. With this pity, I walked out of the hospital gates.

When I left the hospital gate, I didn't go home as soon as I could, but wandered around the street near the hospital.

It's already past 5 p.m., and it's almost dinner time.

So, I found a restaurant that looked good, ordered something casually, and sat down in the store alone to have dinner.

The food in this shop looks pretty good, but when I eat it, I always feel that something is missing, and it is not as delicious as the home-cooked food I bought in the summer.

In this way, I thought of summer again, of the way she had just waved goodbye to me, of her weak body, of her weakly waving hands, and of pity in my heart again.

When did I become so loving? I would take the initiative to care about others and care about others, is this still me?

I hate to dwell on this kind of question, because it is often difficult to find an answer, or there is no answer at all, and it does me no good except that it will only add to my troubles.

As soon as the heart is depressed, the appetite will be affected. Originally, this dish didn't have much appetite for me, but now that my appetite has been reduced, I have no intention of eating it, so I am ready to pay and leave.

However, before I paid the bill and left, I ordered another polenta and asked the clerk to pack it so that I could take it away.

Carrying the packed polenta, I walked out of the restaurant.

At this time, it was completely dark, the street lights on both sides of the street had been lit, and the city had officially entered night mode.

I carried the polenta and did not go home, but slowly walked towards the hospital.

Maybe it's pity, or maybe it's the overflow of love, I, who have been a rotten person all my life, suddenly have the urge to be a good person.