The rest of the day was a lot easier.

Although Song Xingchen's physical condition was not very good, he gritted his teeth and survived as Wen Gu imagined.

So gradually, the sorrow on everyone's faces became much less, at least they understood that Song Xingchen's physical condition was indeed much better, and they didn't have to worry about it every day, what would happen.

Among them, the most pleasant is the review of the old and Song Mu.

Although during the period, Song's mother would often throw her face to review the past, but gradually became familiar with it, there would not be so many contradictions, but it was rare to start a tacit understanding.

Su Qihua is also as busy as ever, occasionally coming over to get together with his old friends after work, and making a little innocuous joke, just as if Song Xingchen's incident had not happened last time, and this is not his business.

Until one day, Wen Lao's expression became stern.

After all, so many torturous days have finally come, Song Xingchen's body is fragile, yes, but at least he has passed the dangerous period and can be safer, and the day when the gauze on his face will be untied is coming.

Most of the time he came to see Song Xingchen at the party at home, and he was afraid that his vinegar jar would be overturned, so in order to prove that he was indeed helping, he would occasionally pull Su Qihua over to have a look on weekends.

In fact, Su Qihua still refused this, but under the eager gaze of Wen Guyue, he finally nodded helplessly and agreed, until it became more and more natural to come and leave if he wanted.

Such a change was something that he didn't expect, and he felt that Su Qihua seemed to have changed as a person, and there was a strange feeling.

But I have to say that this state is still very good, better than before.

I quietly watched the changes I liked and didn't say anything, lest people change them back again.

It's still the weekend.

Wen Gu dragged Su Qihua to the hospital early in the morning, after all, today is the meaning of the gauze on Song Xingchen's head, he wants to take a look, so he can rest assured to see how the injury is.

It's just that Song Xingchen didn't seem to have the intention of letting them come over to see, and there were no words in his mouth, but he was obviously about to open it, but he asked the doctor to pause the movements in his hand.

Song Xingchen's gaze is still as deep as before, even if such a thing happens, it will still not change.

Even though his face was still wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, his eyes were still so energetic, just a little more sad, as if he was troubled by something.

Wen didn't seem to think of this, and suddenly he didn't know what to do.

In other words, I didn't expect Song Xingchen to have such an expression at all, and suddenly became at a loss, not knowing what to do.

However, no matter what, Song Xingchen will not change even after experiencing such a disaster, he still has a polite attitude towards everyone, which makes people unable to express a little displeasure.

So after a moment of soberness, Song Xingchen quickly came back to his senses, and his eyes were a little more unspeakable, some things he said were not good for him to say straightforwardly, plus the number of times Su Qihua came recently was indeed a bit much, and there was a little bit of communication between the two of them.

Subconsciously, Song Xingchen glanced in the direction where Su Qihua was standing, and there seemed to be a bit of deep meaning in his eyes.

However, Su Qihua didn't understand the meaning in Song Xingchen's eyes, and it was also, after all, the reason why Su Qihua was willing to come over was just to make a difference with the old man, and he didn't feel how familiar he was with Song Xingchen in his subconscious, so naturally he couldn't understand the meaning in people's eyes.

Besides, even if the two of them become familiar, Su Qihua feels that he will not be nervous to look at a big man's eyes.

So Song Xingchen's request for help was also doomed to failure.

Song Xingchen's eyes were a little distressed, and after hesitating for a while, he still explained slightly, "You guys go back and rest first." "It's thinking about others, but it's actually having your own plans.

Although everyone chooses not to say it, this does not mean that Song Xingchen knows nothing, he knows very well in his heart, more than anyone else, and the scars on his face should be shocking, so he doesn't want anyone to see it, especially reminiscence.

If Wen Gu saw the ugly appearance on his face, he really, he would not have the face to face her in his life, and he would begin to dislike himself, his former shortcomings.

So Song Xingchen has already made a decision, and when he reaches a certain time, he will change back to his original appearance, so that he will dare to face her again.

Otherwise, you will really not be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life.

Everything is not as important to him as this person, so in his heart, he still doesn't want to show this appearance to the past, he hopes that he is perfect.

However, Wen Gu really never cared about these, in her opinion, whether he was injured or not, Song Xingchen was always Song Xingchen, which would not change because of any external factors.

It's just that now that he sees Song Xingchen's eyes uncertain, even if he is sluggish, he should have discovered the abnormality, and finally had to sigh helplessly.

Anyway, it's still too early, and it's okay to explain it later in the future, Wen Gu thought so in his heart, so he didn't have any other ideas, nodded at Song Xingchen and left directly.

Let's give people a separate space to think about it.

In fact, if you look down on people for a little change, then you are really not a friend, and I hope Song Xingchen can understand this matter as soon as possible.

Song Xingchen's eyes had been staring straight at Wen Gu, and he naturally noticed a little bit of thought in Wen Gu's heart.

In fact, he never felt that Wen Su would dislike him, because Wen Su has never been the kind of vulgar person, but he himself feels that it is difficult to pass this level in his heart!

Wen Su didn't dislike him, yes, even he didn't dislike it, but when he thought that he couldn't stand with Wen Su like this, he began to despise himself.

Song Xingchen felt that he must recover, even if he could not recover from his original appearance, it was okay to try to be better, it was better than the current appearance of no one or ghost.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be eligible.

For a moment, the room was silent, except for the doctor's questioning.

Song Xingchen's expression also became indifferent, as if he didn't care, but in fact, he still wiped a handful of sweat in his heart.

In fact, he is still worried in his heart, but his wounds may never heal, and his scars may always exist, if this is really the case, it will be a big blow.

At least he couldn't stand that.

I just hope that he can get better if he thinks too much.

(To be continued.) )