Li Huan said a few more love words that made her blush and heartbeat, and hung up the phone, she slowly got up, changed her clothes, and immediately rushed to the hospital.

Daxiang's condition has stabilized, with a bandage on his head, and he has already gotten up and walked around, while Xiaoxuan needs surgery.

After taking care of some things, she went to look at her arm again, and this time, the doctor applied her an oily ointment, and another painkiller and fever reducer. It's over, advise: "You'd better not touch cold water these days......"

She nodded in thanks, just smiled bitterly, how could she not touch cold water when she was alone at home.

Walking out of Xiaoxuan's ward, a familiar figure walked in.

She thought that she was dazzled, but when she looked at it again, she immediately realized that she was not dazzled, it was indeed Ye Jia. She thought that the world was small after all, but there was still some distance between the two, and maybe he didn't see himself.

At this time, she didn't want to meet Ye Jia at all, so she immediately lowered her head and walked in a few steps in the direction of her left hand, from there, she could take the stairs down to the seventh floor.

As soon as I walked to the staircase, I heard someone behind me calling me: "Xiaofeng......"

This "Xiaofeng" seems to come from the ears after 10,000 years, with a somewhat fleeting feeling, with a trace of poignant gentleness, as if it is nothing.

Without looking back, she lifted her foot, stepped on the first staircase, and was about to walk through it at a faster pace.

"Xiaofeng ......"

This time, the voice was a little louder, and her right wrist was grabbed.

His strength was very strong, and in a trance, she remembered that Ye Jia was a taekwondo master, and his skills were very good. She stood still, and he used just the right amount of force to pull her, and it didn't hurt her at all.

He would never hurt her, not even the slightest pain.

She was flustered and tried to shake off his hand, but she tried several times, but she couldn't break free.

Then, he took her hand and walked down the stairs, neither fast nor slow.

This is the first time the two have been alone since the divorce.

In the air, there was an awkward and ambiguous atmosphere.

No one spoke, not even the sound of breathing was slight, the staircase of the seven floors was so long, the dozens of steps were so short—so strange in my heart, how I wished I could never finish it, but I wished that it would come to an end at once.

When I arrived at the door, the people who came and went, after all, the disease suppressed the romance, and no one looked sideways at a pair of men and women who dragged their hands, as long as they didn't meet the doctors, nurses, and patients, no one would care about these.

Feng Feng tried to let go of Ye Jia's hand, but he still held it tightly, and then pulled her straight to the parking lot. Ye Jia had already opened the car door, Feng Feng understood his intentions, but he didn't mean to get into the car at all. Because he remembered how he begged him to send him home under the scorching sun that day, but he flatly refused and talked on the phone with Ms. Yang for so long.

This is a thorn in the heart, anyone in this world can do that to themselves, but Ye Jia can't.

In the depths of my heart, I have always stubbornly thought that even if I am divorced, even if I am no longer a lover, Ye Jia will never hurt herself, even if it is a little bit, I have always believed it.

However, the world is unpredictable after all, and perhaps, he already has more important people. Myself, it's nothing anymore.

If the other is no longer important to each other, then why bother with it?