He still didn't want to mention it.

Bill walked down from the hospital room, originally just wanting to come over to say goodbye, but when he saw the two men standing in the garden, there seemed to be a quarrel, and they turned their backs to each other and did not speak. So he walked up and asked Yi'an, "Ann, I'm going to leave, do you want to be together?" ”

He didn't want to mention it, and she didn't want to see him, so she agreed to Bill and left the quiet garden.

Ye'an was standing in front of the hospital, waiting for Bill to drive from the garage, and she felt a little bored and didn't follow her to the garage. The shrill screams of the ambulance came from a distance, and the ambulance personnel in white uniforms ran out of the hall, saying something very anxiously, because it was too fast for Yi'an to hear clearly. Everyone looked anxious, the doctor and nurse stood at the door, the car stopped, and someone opened the back door immediately. The incandescent light on the top was not so bright, perhaps because the night was so dark, she only saw the patients who had been removed from the ambulance drenched wet, because the blood mixed with the wounds, the liquid gradually dripping from the mobile frame on the ground looked like an endless scarlet road to the land of death.

Yi'an was a little dizzy, lightning flashed in the distance, and it was going to rain again in London.

At that moment, she remembered Yihua, was she so embarrassed when she died? Flesh and blood were blurred, and there was no breath.

She was a little confused, in the past, she only focused on her studies or academics, and her goal was to get the highest scholarship and the best grades. In the past, when my sister was there, she was a good child in other people's mouths, and after my sister went to London, she worked hard to become a good child in other people's mouths. Before coming to London, she had been living well, she didn't have to worry about expenses, but she still saved. She is not bad, and smart and clever, in spring and winter, there are always boys who ask her to go to Weiming Lake to enjoy flowers or skate, and in summer and autumn to go swimming together or watch the ginkgo biloba yellowing and falling. And she has a good habit, that is, she never asks boys to pay, and she has always insisted on AA when eating, and in the face of Beijing's prices, those boys who keep soaking girls will not get tired of this behavior.

According to her father's plan, at the end of August, she will enter her own company for a three-month internship and start exercising from the grassroots level.

But now, one night in London, in July, she suddenly developed a fear of Xiamen, a place waiting for her to return like a nightmare, making her feel that if she went back, she would erode her freedom and courage.

Bill honked his horn twice, Yi'an got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and everything was natural and coherent. He turned on the music, which was jazz that she didn't listen to often. Bill noticed that Yi'an had been leaning on and didn't speak, and asked intimately, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Ye An skipped the question and said to him, "Can I put on another song?" ”

"Of course you can, but I only have English songs here."

"Paramore, The Only Exception, is there?"

Bill laughed: "Coincidentally, there really is." ”

After a while, he asked, "Do you feel better?" ”

"Yes."

"If you have low blood sugar, you can bring some chocolate or candy with you."

"Yes."

No matter what Bill says, she always replies with the simplest words, such as "yes" and "yes", which makes Bill lose interest in chatting. He had never met a girl like this, because such girls in school would hardly talk to him. He likes beautiful, skinny girls, she is not bad, in his aesthetics, but her temperament is too boring.

"Just drop me off at the intersection ahead. I wanted to walk on my own. Yi'an said.

The front intersection was only a few blocks away from the W Hotel, and Bill agreed, because he had received a temporary invitation from a lady in the garage to arrive at their house for a party by seven-ten. They had been eye-browning for a week, and he had to find his own answer.

Yi'an thanked him and got out of the car, and there were several luxury stores on the two street corners, and she randomly entered one. The well-dressed clerks in black professional clothes did not immediately come to greet her, but just stood at the counter from a distance and said welcome.

Yi Amjin is a perfume shop called "Byrede".

"Can I smell this?"

"Cedar?"

"Yes."

The clerk took out a sample and sprayed it on the white card, Yi'an took the card and sniffed it gently, feeling that the smell was very familiar, as if he had smelled it before.

She couldn't remember, but because of this sense of déjà vu, she decided to buy the perfume.

She used the credit card given by her father for the second time and swiped more than 100 euros to buy this bottle of more than 100 ml of perfume.

Grab the perfume and walk tirelessly on the streets of Chinatown with a cold wind, maybe because of the weather, Leicester Square is a little lonely, LED lights flashing purple "W" letters are lit at the door, she has been living in W since tonight. It was the first time she had been so extravagant.

Yi'an chose the cheapest room, on the fourth floor, too close to downstairs and a little noisy, but she was too tired to lie down and sleep at any time.

She woke up at six o'clock in the morning, and she wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't. She opened her mobile phone and flipped through WeChat, taking advantage of the summer when some friends had traveled to Southeast Asia or Italy. Her sliding right thumb suddenly paused, her eyes stayed on the screen of her mobile phone, and a person's circle of friends wrote the following words: Live for your dreams, with the picture is an admission letter from a design school in Milan.

Yi'an didn't have many contacts, so she remembered everyone in her life who had been photographed and passed by. This is the boss she met in an internship company in Beijing, who has worked for many years, is serious and rigorous at work, and has always had a higher pursuit of herself. Once they attended a dinner together, they were all brought over to make up the numbers, so they sat together and chatted a few words, and the female boss said that she was about to leave her job to study abroad. Yi'an was puzzled and asked why she gave up her existing career to become a poor student who had lost her income, but she just smiled indifferently and said that she was tired of the commercial pompousness of the financial circle.

After seeing the circle of friends, Yi'an liked it and wanted to comment, but he didn't know what to say. She left after the internship ended, and they never saw each other again. Now it seems that she has officially left her job and has been living for her dream ever since.

Yi'an got up, put on a white shirt and prepared to go out, and when he left, he saw the Perfume he bought last night on the table, so he took it out and sprayed it a few times, and made up a lipstick to go out officially.

Zhang Cheng, oh no, it's Jay, Yi'an thought of him when he took the subway, but there was no signal on the subway, so he didn't call him until more than 20 minutes after getting off the subway.

They talked about something so flat that they didn't even mention Selena, but Jay knew she didn't mind.

It was only eight o'clock in the morning when Yi'an arrived in the ward, the ward was empty, and the instruments next to the bed were a little messy, as if they had been unplugged in a hurry. She had a premonition that something bad was happening, so she immediately called Bill, but the other party didn't answer, and Yi'an broadcast it a few more times, but still no one answered, so she had to give up and go out to find a nurse.

"Mr. Andre is critically ill and is still being rescued."

Yi'an kept running to the operating room, and saw Mrs. Duris sitting alone in the doorway from a distance.

She didn't cry, she just said, "I thought I wouldn't feel sorry for him anymore." She finished speaking, and then there was a long silence, holding a Bible to her chest.

Yean sends a message to Bill telling him that his father is critically ill.

An hour later, Bill finally ran out of the operating room, disheveled, seemingly having just gotten out of bed and had come over without any tidying.

"How's it going?"

"Still rescuing." Yi An said, holding Mrs. Duris in both hands.

Mrs. Duris sat in a plastic chair in the hallway, and Bill stood by the wall, his face unclear whether it was sadness or hangover.

At this time, the two of them, one is an ex who has been separated for more than 30 years, and the other is a child born to his second wife, who died in a car accident a long time ago.

Yi'an thought this scene was always a bit funny.

Things are unpredictable.

It's like fifteen minutes later, when the doctor finally finished the operation and told us, "Mr. André wants to see Mrs. Andrew, he is now less and less able to speak, you have to seize the time." ”