Shiya stood at the glass window of the ward, looking at the people with various instruments inserted, and all kinds of emotions poured into her heart. I thought we would see each other again, but I was indifferent. But why did I feel so uncomfortable when I saw him lying there?

It's not that I thought that his affairs had nothing to do with him. She is going to walk her own single-plank bridge, and hasn't she insisted on walking all these years? Why care about other people's sunny avenues?

"Yaya, don't worry, grandpa will be fine. For so many years, he has persevered, so that little difficulty is not difficult for grandpa. Moreover, grandpa has called your name more than once in a coma, and I believe that if grandpa knew that you were coming, he would get better faster! Murong Haoxuan also looked at the person lying there, but his hand fell on Shiya's shoulder.

Shiya listened, her eyes were sour, and she didn't know what liquid slipped down immediately. Before she could wipe it, it had already rolled off on its own.

If he doesn't like his dad so much, why should he be so nice to her? She suddenly hated why he gave her so much love, so that she didn't hate it thoroughly enough, and even thinking about it would be accompanied by heartache. He knew that she still had half of the blood of someone he didn't like.

"It's not too early, you should be hungry, I'll go buy you something delicious." Uncle Zhang sighed, and after speaking, he had left in a hurry, leaving the two brothers and sisters.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on a woman who sat on a small chair set up by the roadside, looking lonely and sad. Occasionally, a leaf or two would be raised in the wind, and her eyes would fall on those flying leaves. Watch them dance happily, drawing beautiful dances in the air, but when people are intoxicated, they suddenly fall to the ground.

When she also had a sad autumn mood, many people said that artists have melancholy feelings. Jiang Yifei sometimes jokes with her, saying that she has watched so many artists, which means that her mood is stable. It turns out that no, it's just that she hasn't exploded yet.

"Hey, Sister Yifei, it's me, Shiya. No, I didn't change the number, I just put the phone somewhere else. ”

"What? Busy? Then I'll call you another day. Shiya put down the phone, and the boredom in her heart did not decrease. I wanted to find someone to talk to, but I couldn't.

"Hey, we're meeting again." Hoy sat down beside Shiya, as if the two had been old friends for many years.

Shiya glanced at him with her peripheral eyes and did not speak. When the wind picked up, she got up and wanted to leave.

"Eh, beauty, you're too bad. I've just arrived, and you're leaving. Hoy apparently didn't expect a woman to refuse to sit with him, and the male self-esteem suffered.

"I've been sitting for too long, I don't want to sit anymore." Shiya watched as another leaf floated down, and as the leaf fell, it eventually landed on the ground, obscured by the many leaves. Just like her emotions, she should also put on a mask.

But who is Hoy, how could he miss the somewhat helpless sadness in Shiya's eyes.

"It's better to share your thoughts with another person. Wasn't there a craze to confide in strangers some time ago? You don't want to try? The man's voice was like his own, bewitching people's hearts.

It's a pity that he found the wrong person, Shiya heard him say this, but stopped moving forward, but she didn't have the slightest idea of staying here.

"Thank you, don't you know that there are some things that are more heavy to say than not to say them?" Shiya turned around and smiled at the man, but instantly returned to coldness.

Everyone has many masks, especially in front of strangers, and it is important to arm yourself at all times to prevent undue harm.

The man looked at Shiya's smile for a moment, and then looked at the one who suddenly became indifferent with an interesting eye. It seems that this woman's guard is still quite strong, but he likes to challenge.

"Oh? Then I'm even more curious! I remember that psychologists have to find someone to talk to about their hearts, which shows that it is still useful. Hoy pressed all his weight on the chair, but left half of the room.

Shiya couldn't help but laugh, what is she doing here? I must have been staying in a quiet ward for a long time recently, and now I want to quarrel with others.

"Anyway, sir, thank you. It's late, I have to go home, and there's someone waiting for me! Shiya turned her head and took a quick step, with the last intoxicating touch of the sunset, and left, leaving only a trace of Hoy's shadow.

Returning to this place called home, familiar and strange at the same time. Get acquainted with every nook and cranny of it, every bit of memory. And the once joyful scene no longer exists, things are not people!

Her heart was even heavier than when she first arrived, and she didn't know that her aunt and uncle were no longer there. They also used to treat her like their own daughter and spoil her. She had hated them before, and she had been hiding it from her for so long.

But now that people are gone, it's more about reminiscing about the love they once had for themselves. And in the hospital, there is also one lying down, she is afraid......

So is she going to give up on hatred? Forgive him. He's been suffering from illness for so many years, and it should be enough.

As soon as the maid entered the door, the maid began to prepare dinner. Shiya asked, "Brother Xuan, are you back?" ”

"Miss Hui, not yet. But the young master ordered, the young lady doesn't have to wait for the young master, you just eat first. The servant stood aside and said respectfully.

Shiya thought for a moment and instructed the servant, "You can cook me a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes." Also, make some chicken soup, I'll send it to Brother Xuan later. ”

The servant stood aside and said embarrassedly: "Miss, just now the young master instructed that Miss doesn't need to go to the hospital to take care of her, just have him and Steward Zhang." Miss should rest early and go to see the master tomorrow morning. ”

As if knowing what she was worried about, "Miss, don't worry, we'll deliver food to the young master and the housekeeper later." ”

Shiya nodded, no longer insisting. The maid breathed a sigh of relief, although the young lady is easy to get along with, some things are very persistent, and you can't persuade them.

"Then you guys are busy, and when it's ready, you'll let me know." After Shiya finished speaking, she wanted to go upstairs to take a shower and wash away the fatigue of her body.

The servant looked at Shiya's back and replied, "Yes, miss! ”