Chapter 46: The Ringtone
I froze, but still didn't respond to her.
In fact, I don't really understand what Liu Qingyun's feelings for me are, but I just think that what I sometimes experience in her is really the happiness that I couldn't ask for before, and I once worked hard to pursue.
Thinking about it now, it seems so insignificant.
This is really a mockery of myself, and I dare not promise a person's lifelong feelings as easily as before, but in the end it is nothing.
Moreover, my relationship with Liu Qingyun is too short and too short, and it is impossible for me to believe how deep Liu Qingyun's feelings for me can be in such a little time.
There is also Ling Guoguo, Ling Guoguo's attitude has always made me puzzled, she is always far away from me, but yesterday in that situation, it was she who helped me.
And Liu Qingyun's sudden appearance also touched me very much.
Only summer evenings.
Thinking of everything that happened yesterday, my mood for the summer evening is more than a disappointment that can be described.
Not long after, the car arrived, and Liu Qingyun and I sat in the back seat together.
Liu Qingyun looked out the window and didn't talk to me again.
I know that I must have been very cowardly just now and disappointed Liu Qingyun.
But I can't promise her anything, let alone what will happen to me after I divorce Xia Wan.
When I arrived at the hospital, I went directly to the emergency department and took Liu Qingyun in to check the injury.
When the doctor saw her holding me, he thought we were a couple, so he didn't let me avoid it during the examination, but took us behind the sterile curtain in the inner room, and Liu Qingjun didn't say anything.
Removing the skirt of her upper body, I didn't bother to look at her beautiful figure, and the snow-white mass exposed under the corset, but paid attention to the place where her waist hit like the doctor.
There was already a bruise on the waist, and the doctor wiped it with a disinfectant cotton ball, and found that there was no bruised skin and flesh trauma, so he gave us a list and asked us to take a film to check it to see if there was any injury to the bone.
After such a toss, the sun almost sank in the west, but fortunately, it was just a soft tissue contusion.
The doctor prescribed some topical medication and a box of ibuprofen for pain before we left the hospital.
After such a fuss today, Liu Qingjun and I didn't have any intention of eating, but I still took her to a small shop I often went to and ate some light pasta.
The shop is not far from the hotel that Liu Qingyun booked, and after eating, we walked over.
I was worried about her injury and had to take a taxi, but she said she didn't feel any pain, so I had to walk with her.
My ribs barely hurt today, so they're pretty much better.
Although there is still some strange discomfort in the chest, at least I am not an injury, I made up my mind, if Liu Qingyun can't hold on halfway, I will carry her back.
But obviously, Liu Qingjun didn't intend to give me such an opportunity, she walked faster than me, and in less than ten minutes, we walked downstairs in the hotel.
Thinking that next door to her was where Liu Jiayang and the others lived, I refused her invitation and took a taxi back to the hospital alone.
The little nurse in charge of my bed still greeted me briskly, took my temperature, asked me a few more questions, and then let me go back to the ward.
The room was empty, everything was exactly the same as it had been when I left at noon, and I lay on the bed with my clothes without washing.
Everything that happened during this time made me extremely tired, and even though my body was still able to eat, the blow I received in my heart was not healed by sleeping.
The light from the outside shines in, and the room is dim but still visible.
My eyesight is very good, which is something I'm lucky enough to be in the middle of a bunch of programmers with glasses.
I stared at the yellowed ceiling, the cover of the overhead light was white, but after a long time, it appeared to be layers of dirt, and there were many small black dots in it, I think it was a small flying insect that died inside.
I stared at the light that wasn't shining, as if I was one of the flying insects that had died inside.
The night in the hospital is silent, there is no sound of vehicles coming and going, no dazzling lights, only the occasional bell of the nurse's desk, which is particularly clear against the backdrop of the night.
I closed my eyes and felt the tranquility, imagining myself as a dead flying insect, or a corpse.
Lying in the depths of the morgue, I was accompanied only by other corpses in other small compartments separated by a layer of baffles.
Suddenly, my phone vibrate, and it was like a conjuring music, pulling me back into the world.
The screen that glowed faintly in the darkness lit up my face, and I lay on my side, looking at the string of WeChat prompts displayed on the screen.
My phone has a privacy feature, so I can't see who is messaging from the locked screen.
My thumb stopped next to the home button, and I didn't dare to press it down.
I don't know who the message will be.
Maybe it's because Xia Wan calmed down after the anger and wanted to talk to me, or maybe Liu Qingyun asked me if I had returned to the hospital, or maybe Ling Guoguo hasn't contacted me since he sent me back to the company yesterday, no matter who it is, I don't want to reply now, and I don't bother to reply to them.
I just feel exhausted, I don't know how to deal with women after almost 30 years of life experience, I will only follow the summer evening like a nanny, and I will only use gifts to make her happy.
I pressed my finger down.
The screensaver of my phone is a pure black picture with a few strings of code written on it, and anyone who looks at my phone will think that I am a waste wood that only knows data.
But the wallpaper on the main interface is indeed a photo of the summer evening.
It was taken when I accompanied me back to my alma mater to see the teacher in the summer evening, she combed a double ponytail, and wore a white shirt with a blue long skirt, she looked pure and lovely in the photo.
Xia Wan often posts selfies in the circle of friends, and I see that her body is sometimes too exposed and will talk about her, but after saying that Xia Wan quarreled with me a few times, saying that I didn't respect her portrait freedom, I stopped talking about it, but blocked Xia Wan's circle of friends.
No man would not mind his wife posting sexy photos of himself in the circle of friends, although in the eyes of Xia Wan and her friends, showing his shoulders and back and thighs is not revealing at all, just daily wear.
I've never checked Xia Wan's mobile phone messages, but I can occasionally see the long queue of likes under her selfies when she scrolls through Moments.
So, I can only let myself be out of sight.
Maybe I found out that there were other clues before these two cheating in the summer evening, but I was too slow to find out.
This wallpaper is one of the most beautiful images of the summer evening in my heart, but I didn't click on WeChat in a hurry, but clicked on the album, and replaced the wallpaper with a picture paired with a screensaver, with a code in black on a white background.
I was stunned for a while before I remembered the news.