The little girl glanced at her arm in a plaster cast, and her eyes were a little disgusted.

"Forget it, you're a patient, it's better to take care of your injuries."

As she spoke, she glanced at her ward number, and added,

"Also, my doctor is your attending doctor."

"You can't drink."

Wen Chu: "........."

Tell her that she can't drink at this time?

The little girl walked away with a dashing face, Wen Chu got up, and was about to go back to the ward, but before she could take a step, she saw a man standing there not far away.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression returned to calm, and she smiled lightly,

"Is there something wrong?"

Before Fu Han came, he was very scared.

He is not afraid of Wen Chu scolding him, he is not afraid of her sneering at each other, and even if he does it, as long as she can dissipate her anger.

But what I am most afraid of is that it is so bland.

For a moment, he fell into an ice cellar.

Fu Han opened his mouth and raised his eyes slightly,

"Can we talk?"

"No, I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Wen Chu raised his eyes and looked at the sky, with a little relief between his eyebrows,

"It's over, it's all over."

She looked up at him,

"Fu Han, let's forget it."

It's over, it's long overdue.

It's been six years, and they all owe each other a word to finish.

At that time, they broke up in a negative mood, and now, it may be the real end.

What shouldn't be entangled should have passed a long time ago.

She finished speaking, and walked towards the bottom of the rooftop.

Fu Han raised his hand and grabbed her hand, Wen Chu's steps paused slightly, and his voice was calm,

"What, is there anything else?"

The man closed his eyes slightly, and his voice was hoarse,

"Wen Chu, don't you say anything about this."

It was she who provoked him, how could she leave without caring about anything?

Forcibly breaking into his world, and then, turning around and leaving, what is this?

"I've got the final say on this."

Wen Chu raised his eyes to look at him,

"Fu Han, we are not suitable."

Back then, she tried hard and tried.

She didn't know if this heart was hot or not, but the result was here.

The two of them are more proud than the other, neither of them will bow their heads, no one will explain, but the trust is pitiful.

Unlike Yu Huan and Gu Jingshi, there will always be someone who gently takes a step forward and sweeps away the obstacles.

But none of them have ever been willing to take a step forward.

At first, she tried.

But it failed.

Now, I don't want to try.

It doesn't matter if he likes her or not.

Fu Han, goodbye.

Wen Chu left the rooftop without looking back, leaving Fu Han alone.

In the cold wind of late autumn, the man was left alone in the shadows, his back slightly bent, and he was embarrassed.

And this, Wen Chu did not see.

Wen Chu returned to the hospital room and ran into Jiang Ran at the door, and he gave her a color.

Wen Chu didn't know what was going on, and turned his head to look into the room.

The man in a suit and leather shoes sat on the sofa, his aura around him was slightly restrained, but it was still cold and scary.

Wen Chu glanced at him, raised his feet and entered the house,

"Something?"

For Wen Junyao, she has mixed feelings.

He hasn't taken much care of her since he was a child, and he has never experienced the so-called fatherly love, but blood is thicker than water, and he is always a little close.

No matter how cold the heart is, it can't be separated from this blood connection.

Wen Junyao slightly restrained the breath around him and raised his eyes to look at Wen Chu.

He was silent for a moment, and then spoke,

"What happened back then was all my fault, and it had nothing to do with her."

The man's breath around him was a little low,

"Wen Chu, you are not a child who is not expected."

Wen Junyao said something he had never said before,

"Back then, I was looking forward to your arrival, and so was she."