From the time I woke up to the day I was discharged from the hospital, it was very quiet in front of the hospital bed, and there was no one except Wan Ming and Dang Yujing. After Ye Ziqing ran away, Wu Huayu came in and said to Chang Qiu that you will regret it, and then left, and never came back. And the rest of the people didn't have much to ask, it didn't hurt to see Chang Qiu wake up, everyone should do what to do, only Dang Yu Jing and Wan Ming stayed. Chang Qiu asked the doctor and the results of the examination did not have a very special cause, it was just a sudden dizziness at that time, and there was no big problem, so he asked Wan Ming to go through the discharge procedures. When Wan Ming went to go through the discharge procedures, Dang Yu Jingcai faced Chang Qiu alone for the first time after waking up, she didn't dare to go to see Chang Qiu, the doctor's examination results deepened the guilt in her heart, and she whispered to Chang Qiu: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." ”

Chang Qiu smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "It's none of your business, there's no need to say sorry to me." If I want to say I'm sorry, then I should really say I'm sorry, I'm dizzy, and I'm tired of you and everyone. ”

"No, no, if I hadn't been like that, you wouldn't have fainted." Even Dang Yujing herself didn't understand why she suddenly became nervous. Oh, yes! Why is that? Even if he stimulated Chang Qiu, why did Chang Qiu feel this stimulation? And why did he want to stimulate Chang Qiu?

"Alright, don't say it. Aren't they all right now? Chang Qiu suddenly found out that Dang Yu Jing had the feeling of a little woman, whether it was in Jingya or Qiuyi's cooperation before, he felt that this woman didn't seem to be in his heart at all except for concentrating on design, and he rarely heard anything about her, and rarely saw her have a private date. I don't know if it's because people who are stained with some artistic feelings are always more casual and ignore a lot of the feeling of being in life, and they will always lose some of the happiness in life unconsciously, and these happy supplements are always made up for by the enthusiasm and fulfillment of work, just as they are often in the work to forget some troubles in life.

"Hmm" Dang Yujing really didn't know how to answer, his face flushed red because of nervousness and excitement, and he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong and silently helped Chang Qiu clean up, and Chang Qiu deliberately changed the topic, as if dizziness had never happened at all, until Wan Ming came back from the discharge procedures and left the hospital together.

Back in the office, everyone went to do their own things after a warm chat, Chang Qiu sat down, and his expression really returned to his own mood, no smile, no eyes, and didn't even want to make a move. The phone is next to me, but I am just thinking, but I don't know who to call, and what to do when I get through? Forget it, since you can't figure it out, you don't want to think about it for the time being, Chang Qiu pulled his thoughts back to the actual situation, and then asked you one by one about the situation of the past two days, he is still satisfied with the progress of the "Era Real Estate", although it is only based on the calculation of the design cost, and no long-term design contract has been signed, but this is enough for the scale of the current "Autumn Design Studio". What he needs to do now is to open a larger entrance to "Epoch Real Estate" on the one hand, and on the other hand, to find a partner who can form a team of a certain scale at the right time. For some business transactions, he is now confident that Dang Yu Jing can slowly learn to fight for it, but how to seize the opportunity to make more and more rewarding designs and even some projects can be grasped in his own hands, this must be considered clearly. He sat alone in his office and thought about it, and this was the only way he could put aside the trivial things of life.

When it was time to get off work, his colleagues left one by one, he declined the kindness of his henchmen who wanted to stay and take care of him, closed the door and was about to take a shower and get up again to slowly draw up a plan.

"Chang Qiu, why did you do that?" As soon as he came in, he asked, just like he had stopped him from leaving the formation. Chang Qiu leaned against the door and looked at the little girl, ready to listen carefully to what she had to say.

"What did I do?"

"How can you let Ziqing leave like this. Do you know, during the whole day that you were in a coma, Ziqing was always by your side, not eating or drinking, I don't know how many tears you left, how could you do this to her? ”

"I didn't do anything." Chang Qiu replied indifferently. Yes, he did nothing, maybe the only thing he did was to reach out once, but what does that mean? What could he do? What more can his heart carry? He walked from the door to the couch and sat down, lit a cigarette, and took a heavy puff.

"What the hell happened between you?" Wu Huayu may have felt that a lot of things had happened here, but she didn't know it, she walked to Chang Qiu's side and sat down, and gently shook Chang Qiu's body.

"Xiao Wu, there are many things you don't understand, because I can't tell you. Thank you for your concern! Chang Qiu patted Wu Huayu's knee: "There are a lot of helplessness that even I don't understand, and I want to understand it too, but what happened just made me not understand." ”

"Changqiu, in fact, ......"

Seeing that Wu Huayu seemed to be saying something, Chang Qiu didn't know what she wanted to say. He just looked at Wu Huaxuan, didn't ask, and didn't say. But Wu Huayu actually said nothing for a long time. Chang Qiu still couldn't help asking: "Actually, what?" ”

"Forget it, you'll find out sooner or later, but I'm sure you'll regret it then. Because I know that Ziqing still loves you, and it is very deep. At this time, Wu Huayu was like a quiet girl and let out a complaining sigh.

"I believe it!" Even Chang Qiu himself felt strange when he said this, did he really believe it? It should be, if it weren't for Ziqing's performance in the hospital, it wouldn't be explainable, and what about himself? Do you still love her? He didn't know for sure, because he couldn't keep his mind from remembering those fragments, from thinking about the things that had made him desperate to the end. That almost ruined his last bit of recognition of true feelings.

Both of them were silent, the night began to fall slowly with time, perhaps this mood infected God, the evening sky drifted a little rain, just like the mood of Changqiu at this moment, turbid in the world, catching a little dust in the air, wrapping all the moods, falling to the earth, melting into the soil, buried deeply.

That night, Wu Huayu entered Changqiu's kitchen again, got some home-cooked food, and the two of them ate very quietly, until it was really late at night, and Wu Huaxuan left the dull house. Only Chang Qiu was alone and continued to feel this dullness, perhaps unable to dispel the already doomed dullness.

There is rain in the sky, the night is drunk, and the heart is like a fall.