Chu Tianze's movements were very fast, and he had already guessed that according to Wen Xia's temper, she must have hoped that she could send Wen Hao abroad for treatment. So before he called Wen Hao, he had already ordered his subordinates to go through the hospitalization procedures for Wen Hao abroad.

Two days later, everything was ready, and Wen Hao was about to take a flight to the United States.

Wen Xia asked Wen Hao to go to the guest room to rest, and she sorted out his things for the night, which added up to three large suitcases.

Wen Hao's favorite One Piece figure, the steam eye mask he uses every day, and the silk pajamas he has worn for many years......

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Wen Xia cleaned up, and when she looked around with tired eyes, checking for anything she had missed, she felt sad.

Wen Hao's room was empty, and there was an NBA poster on the clean wall, and Wen Xia saw the picture frame on his brother's bedside table in the dim floor light.

She stroked the wooden picture frame, and finally fell onto the bed and shed tears.

The next day, Wen Xia pushed away a lot of arrangements to go to the airport to see Wen Hao off, she cried for a long time, her eyes were red, and her eye circles were slightly swollen.

Before going to the airport, Wen Xia had applied ice for a long time but it still had no effect, so she had to load her suitcase into the car and send Wen Hao to the airport with Chu Tianze.

Wen Xia looked at the endless crowd at the airport, and heard the flight information broadcast on the radio, she finally understood what it meant to send you a thousand miles, and there would be a farewell.

Wen Xia stood on tiptoe and affectionately helped the tall and thin Wen Hao to fasten the buttons of his clothes and straighten the hat on his head.

She kept telling herself not to cry, she must not cry. But as soon as she opened her mouth, her throat choked, and her voice trembled: "Hao Hao, after you go to the United States, you must learn to take care of yourself and actively cooperate with the doctor's treatment."

Wen Hao's heart is also empty, Wen Xia is his only relative in this world, and he really doesn't know how to live without his sister.

But when he saw Wen Xia's red and swollen eyes, he swallowed his reluctant words, and he comforted Wen Xia and said, "Don't worry, sister, I will be obedient." You also have to take good care of yourself, eat well alone, and don't make do with instant noodles at every turn. ”

Wen Xiaqiang smiled, stepped forward to hug his brother's weak sick body, leaned his head on his shoulder, and silently shed tears.

Wen Hao gently patted Wen Xia's back, his eyes were red by half, and he tried his best to adjust his sucking, but there was a faint whimper from the depths of his throat.

Chu Tianze stood with his hands in his hands and stayed quietly beside him. Seeing that the two sisters and brothers had said goodbye to each other, they stepped forward to introduce the situation to Wen Xia and them.

"Wen Xia, this is my personal doctor, Li Yu, who will take care of Wen Hao until he arrives safely at the Los Angeles airport." Chu Tianze pointed to a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes beside him and said.

"I'll also take care of it in the United States, the hospital will send someone to pick up Wen Hao outside the airport, you can rest assured, there will be no problems along the way."

"I see, thank you."

Wen Xia didn't even twist his head, and nodded perfunctorily at Chu Tianze.

"Passengers on flights with flight number to Los Angeles in the United States, please take your documents and boarding pass and go to the check-in office to prepare for boarding." The flight announced by the airport radio station this time was the one Wen Hao took.

Wen Xia reluctantly handed the ID bag in his hand to Wen Hao, and the two escorts pulled his suitcase and waited in front. Fly Lu

"Go, sister, wait for you to come back. When my sister's studio is free, I'll go to Los Angeles to see you. Call me for something. When it came to parting, Wen Xia talked more and more, afraid that if Wen Hao was not instructed in any precautions, he would suffer a big loss.

"Sister, I'm leaving." Wen Hao opened his legs and walked forward, he walked very slowly, he could feel how hot Wen Xia's eyes were thinking about him, he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid to see Wen Xia's eyes with tears.

Wen Xia tried hard to smile at the back of Wen Hao leaving, and waved her hand weakly, she knew that Wen Hao had a strong dependence on her sister, she was afraid that he would turn around and see that she was crying, so she kept restraining her sadness.

It wasn't until the distance between the two people was stretched far away that they couldn't feel each other's breath that Wen Xia squatted down and cried silently in the airport hall.

Chu Tianze didn't speak, but when he looked at Wen Xia's crying and shaking body, an urge to take her into his arms actually rose in his heart.

After Wen Xia had cried enough, her face returned to the indifferent expression that Chu Tianze was familiar with.

"Shall I send you back?"

Wen Xia didn't speak, but he didn't refuse Chu Tianze's invitation, and stepped into the back seat of his car with a cold gaze.

After Wen Hao left, Wen Xia began to devote herself to the construction and operation of the studio, she was like a spinning top, unable to rest for a moment.

She no longer has to worry about Wen Hao's treatment, and gradually becomes a complete workaholic.

Wen Xia worked late every day to revise the design draft, and during the day she had to discuss cooperation with various companies, and she took care of all the big and small affairs of the studio. Sometimes she works too late, so she simply makes up for the night in the office.

That day, I met with representatives of the three companies in succession to communicate with them about cooperation, and it was not until 6 o'clock in the evening when the lights were on that Wen Xia returned to the studio with the hot mocha she had just bought.

But when she returned to the studio and was about to enter the door, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the side, Wen Xia subconsciously stepped back, only to find that it was Shen Siyan standing in front of her.

As soon as Wen Xia saw Shen Siyan's face, he remembered his unborn child, tiger poison did not eat children, Shen Siyan actually killed his own child with his own hands, how could Wen Xia not hate him?

But after hating for a long time, Wen Xia has learned to hide her emotions.

Wen Xia turned his face away indifferently, clutched the briefcase in his hand, pretended not to see Shen Siyan, and walked into the studio around him in a dignified manner.

Seeing her like this, Shen Siyan felt a little lonely and lowered his eyelids, but when he remembered what Wen Hao had told him that day, he mustered up the courage to follow Wen Xia into her office.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind her, Wen Xia still calmed down, when she didn't see anything, she regarded Shen Siyan as a vapor-like existence, opened the briefcase, and did her own thing.

Shen Siyan hesitated, not knowing what to say, he turned on the lamp on Wen Xia's desk.

The bright yellow light hit Wen Xia's body, Shen Siyan hadn't felt this way for a long time, and he could even see the fine fluff on Wen Xia's face.

"Xia Xia, I have a lot to say to you."

Shen Siyan carefully organized his words, and looked at Wen Xia's eyes full of guilt and pity: "I know that you are sad that the child is gone."

"What the hell are you trying to say?!" Shen Siyan actually touched the old scar in her heart, Wen Xia was angry all of a sudden, she closed the folder hard, raised it and glared at Shen Siyan fiercely.