Wen Cha walked into the office.

At a glance, I saw a little girl sitting on a chair, wearing a school uniform, with a dull face.

She stared silently at the glowing floor, motionless, and sat next to a woman with red eyes and crying speechless.

Wen Cha walked up to her, paused, sat down in front of her, and called her name.

"Yang Jingjing ......"

The girl named Yang Jingjing didn't seem to hear her, still staring at something in a daze, as if she hadn't heard it.

But the woman next to her wiped a handful of tears and looked at Wen Cha, "Hello, I'm her mother, may I ask who you are?" ”

"Ms. Wu Yue, if your mood has stabilized, please go with us to make a record."

Xu Bing stepped forward and interrupted her inquiry, "Team Qin, I've been waiting for you for a while. ”

"Oh, good."

The woman hurriedly stood up, the professional long skirt on her body outlined her beautiful figure, she nodded at Wen Cha, and walked out with Xu Bing.

Xu Bing squeezed his eyes at Wen Cha.

Wen Cha smiled slightly, and Xu Bing took Wu Yue to find Qin Huai.

When he disappeared, the office was vacated.

Wen Cha glanced at Yang Jingjing, didn't say anything, closed her eyes, leaned back in the chair to calm down.

After a while, she opened her eyes and said lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Jingjing finally heard the inquiry, looked up at her, and when she saw that it was her, Yang Jingjing was stunned.

Surprise flashed on her fair and immature face: "Su, Doctor Su ......"

"It's me." Wen Cha replied.

Yang Jingjing didn't seem to believe her eyes, and didn't dare to look at her again, she immediately lowered her head and said in a low voice: "You, why are you here?"

"I'm coming to see you."

"Yes, who made you here......"

"Officer Qin."

Yang Jingjing shook her shoulders, "Thank you." ”

Wen Cha didn't speak, stared at her slightly frightened face, and said casually, "Your father passed away, are you sad?"

The little girl's arm trembled suddenly, as if she didn't expect her to ask this question.

There was a clear rejection on her face.

But when she saw Wen Cha's face, she fell silent.

She replied in a low voice, "He's my father, and of course I'm sad."

Wen Cha chuckled: "If he wasn't your father, would you?"

If he's not Dad......

Yang Jingjing's fingers tightened, and she almost pinched the palm of her hand to bleed.

She gritted her teeth and nodded, "I will." ”

"I see." Wen Cha didn't intend to start with her psychologically, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, and said warmly: "I know that you love your father very much, you have admired him since you were a child, but people can't be resurrected after death, and the past can't be reversed, you should learn to look forward and get out of this confinement, we can't be limited to one place."

"Really?"

The little girl looked up and stared at her without blinking, as if she wanted to get some courage from her.

"yes." Wen Cha curled his eyes.

"Doctor Sue?"

"Huh?"

"Are you looking ahead?"

Wen Cha's hand holding the cup fell to his knees, and he replied with a smile: "Of course, I am."

Before the words fell, the little girl sniffed, and seemed to have a hard time accepting the answer, and seemed to breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"Doctor Sue."

"Huh?"

"If you look ahead, I'll look too."

"Okay."

Wen Cha gently put the water cup into her hand, "Tears can't solve the problem many times, I know that you are not crying now, it's not that you are not sad, it is precisely the most uncomfortable in your heart, but you don't want to be silent and let your mother and the people around you worry, okay?" ”

"I know......," the little girl wiped her face, "but I can't help myself." ”

"You can." Wen Cha gently comforted her: "There are many, many people around you, people who love you, these people, are your courage to stand up."

"I know."

Yang Jingjing took a deep breath, drank most of the glass of water, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she stared at Wen Cha with burning eyes: "Do you think the same way?"

"yes."

Wen Cha blinked, "I hope you get better soon." ”

The little girl lowered her head silently, and did not speak for a long time, and after a while, she called out for warm tea, and she said, "Doctor Su, thank you."

Without waiting for Wen Cha to answer, she said, "Do you remember the first time we met?"

"Remember," Wen Cha smiled, "At that time, you were surprised and scared to see me."

"Do you know why I'm surprised?"

"Why?"

"Because Dr. Su's eyes are very good."

"Really?"

"Well," the little girl nodded heavily, her immature face was serious, she was stuck in inexplicable memories and couldn't get out: "I used to have a Persian cat, my father bought it for me, my father and I like it very much, it is very white, very well-behaved, and very cute, its eyes are amber, like a cool moonlight on a summer night."

"My dad and I, we named it Amber."

Wen Cha nodded: "The name is very good......

The little girl looked dazed and said, "Dr. Su's eyes are very similar to his."

She raised her hand to touch Wen Cha's face, "It's a pity that when I was nine years old, it had an illness and died, and I will never find a cat like that again." ”

"You don't have to look for the same one."

Wen Cha avoided her hand without a trace, "In the future, you can also raise other small animals." ”

"yes." Yang Jingjing put down her hand, and her face showed a maturity different from that of her peers, "We have to look forward." ”

Wen Cha didn't answer her words, his eyes flowed quietly on her face, "Your father said that when you were young, you were very clingy to him and liked to play with him, and you had a lot of good memories, but later, you didn't seem to be very close to him, when he complained to me, he still missed that time very much, and he always asked me to enlighten you, can you tell me why?" ”

A ghostly light flashed in Yang Jingjing's eyes, "Did Dad really say that?" ”

"yes," Wen Cha smiled, "he loves you very much."

"I love him too." Yang Jingjing also laughed, with a deep melancholy in her smile, "But sometimes, I want to love myself more." ”

Wen Cha's fingers moved to his side, "It's not a contradiction. ”

"No," Yang Jingjing shook her head, "Sometimes, it's just a multiple-choice question. ”

“……”

"There was no conflict between me and him, I just chose a cat."

Yang Jingjing got up from the chair, looked back, looked at Wen Cha Wen Ning's indifferent face, and smiled like crying, "Doctor Su, I've seen your photos before. ”

Wen Cha looked back at her.

The little girl's smile slowly faded, and there was an untouchable nostalgia in her eyes, and she said, "When you were young, you were really similar to the cat I raised."

After saying this, she didn't answer any more questions from Wen Cha, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Her back was straight, her steps were wide, and nothing seemed to stop her from moving forward.

Wen Cha sat there for a while, not understanding what the little girl meant by these words.

When she was young, Yang Jingjing was not born yet.

And what she said was too mature.

If you don't understand, you don't want to.

She stood up and pushed the door open, outside, Wu Yue had already finished taking notes, and after seeing Yang Jingjing, who finally had an expression, she couldn't cry, and the two hugged each other crying bitterly.

Qin Huai stood beside them expressionlessly, heard the voice, looked back, and saw her.

He beckoned her over.

Warm tea approached.

He said, "I'll take you to lunch."