For three months, Wen Tingwan was terrifyingly quiet.

She handles all kinds of tricky things like a nobody, eating, sleeping, and not leaving anything behind.

Jiang Qi felt that her state was very wrong, she came to Wen Tingwan countless times, but she always smiled lightly and told her that she was fine.

Her smile became more real and clear than before, as if she had gone through all the twists and turns and was about to return to peace.

Wen Tingwan knew that her body was estimated to be unable to hold on.

In the dead of night, her head ached.

These days, she doesn't seem to have any sense of taste, let alone appetite, and she doesn't feel anything or nothing.

She also had trouble breathing, for a while.

Pain in the arm, phantom vision, and brief hallucinations.

The following month, she stopped going to the company.

She couldn't see clearly, she often had nervous breakdowns, crying and screaming, and Wen Tingwan locked herself in her room.

At first, when the symptoms were mild, she could still write quietly in her diary, and when it was severe, Wen Tingwan tore everything apart and sealed herself in the closet.

She was in pain, powerless, struggling and wanting to give up.

There was a faint voice in her head encouraging her to persevere and listen late.

But reality asked her over and over again, why did she insist?

The tyrannical beast hid in Wen Tingwan's heart, and she couldn't control her thoughts.

Finally, on a calm afternoon.

Wen Tingwan drove alone to a place.

Zhang Yimu, Wen Tingwan's attending doctor.

"Dr. Zhang, am I ......?"

Is it really unbearable?

"Listen to me, listen to the night—"

Wen Tingwan raised his hand, but just smiled, a very shallow smile, so faint that it made people feel that it was an illusion.

"Dr. Zhang, no need."

On that day, Wen Tingwan walked through the streets of Norway to find traces of the past.

She didn't drive, she didn't have a backpack, and she didn't bring sugar.

After walking for a long time, I crossed this street and turned again, but after looking for a long time, I didn't find that delicious Sichuan restaurant.

Wen Ting's stomach is not good, but she has always liked Sichuan food.

Probably because Si Jing is not spicy or happy.

I didn't find it.

On her way back to her apartment, she met a beggar, and Wen Tingwan stood in front of him and put the money in the bowl.

On the way back, she happened to meet a vendor selling sugar gourds, and she still whispered in her heart: good luck.

But the sugar gourd, which looks exquisite, is dry and hard when biting, sour and astringent, and the sugar residue sticks to her clothes.

She had no choice but to raise her hand to pick it up, and saw Jiang Qi downstairs in the apartment.

The night came, like a hidden monster.

Jiang Qi should have waited for a long time, so cold that he rubbed his hands and stomped his feet.

"Let's go upstairs." Wen Tingwan tugged at her sleeve.

Wen Tingwan was going to pour her a cup of hot water, but she found that there was no hot water at all when she shook the kettle.

She waited patiently for the kettle to boil.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Qi pulled out his chair.

Wen Tingwan didn't raise his eyelids, and said expressionlessly: "Cold scrambled eggs." ”

“……”

Wen Tingwan knew that she was asking about the engagement with Jiang Chuheng.

In fact, Wen Tingwan didn't know anything about it.

She also found out about it after the press conference.

There is a high probability that it was Wen Shiruan's idea, hide it from her, hold a press conference first, and the rest will be settled.

"Zizi...", the water boiled and developed a sound.

Wen Tingwan poured a glass for Jiang Qi and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of beer.

"Don't drink this." Jiang Ji snatched her beer.

Wen Tingwan shrugged and didn't care.

She obediently accepted the hot water handed to her by Jiang Qi, and was pressed into a chair and sat down.

The two men sat in silence, neither of them speaking.

"Have you thought clearly, you really want to marry Jiang Chuheng." Jiang Qi asked.

She didn't say that Jiang Chuheng was bad, but she really watched Wen Tingwan come all the way.

also knows what she is thinking about, and always feels strange everywhere.

"Don't marry."

Wen Tingwan took a sip of saliva, and then stopped Jiang Qi's movements, it was too hot.

Her tongue was probably blistering, but it didn't seem to hurt too much.

"Whoever loves to marry will marry." She took a sip.

! Forgot.

Another hot bubble.

Jiang Qi shook his head, "The press conference has been held, I said, did your mother really sell you?" ”

Jiang Qi is usually very calm and alone, but he is about to explode at this time.

She really couldn't figure out how there could be such parents in this world.

really keeps squeezing and controlling his daughter, and he has to drive people to a dead end.

"She doesn't deserve it." Wen Tingwan put his hand on the marble countertop.

In the whole matter, she estimated that she was sorry for Jiang Chuheng alone, and the others were not innocent.

But Wen Tingwan can also think about it, not to mention that Jiang Chuheng has a marriage contract and then cancels it, even if he divorces and remarries, in this world, if you want to marry him, you can also row from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific Ocean.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but hug her, Wen Tingwan sighed, put down the cup, hugged her back, and patted Jiang Qi's back without a match.

Jiang Qi couldn't hold back his tears, this step on the horse seemed to be how much he had been wronged, and he begged for comfort in Wen Tingwan's arms, which was really a matter of priority.

She withdrew from Wen Tingwan's arms.

"Did you take the medicine today?"

Wen Tingwan shook her head, she hadn't taken medicine for three months, what was the use of taking medicine.

It's nothing more than a calming effect, so she doesn't need that thing.

Jiang Qi had to stay today, and Wen Tingwan couldn't drive people away, so she let her do as she pleased.

She went to sleep at nine o'clock, Jiang Qi took a bath in the second bedroom, and Wen Tingwan was already asleep when she came back from washing.

She didn't like to use the blow, so she took a bath towel to wipe her hair.

Quite close to Wen Tingwan's desk, Jiang Qi's eyes were sharp, and he saw the red diary spread out on the table.

The ink on it had already dried, Jiang Qi couldn't help but glance at it, and saw: Ah Jing, I'm so uncomfortable, I want to die, it won't be so painful if I die, right?

There are also many names of Si Jing written, and there are many traces, which are unorganized.

Like the last struggle of a desperate man who has nowhere to talk to.

Jiang Qi was in a cold sweat all his life, and suddenly looked at Wen Tingwan, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

She breathed steadily, as if she was in a very sweet dream, undisturbed by the outside world.

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But the peace will eventually break.

The calm that preceded the storm is gone.

Wen Tingwan didn't wake up this morning.

At first, Jiang Qi just thought that she wanted to sleep lazy, so she didn't call her, but then she became more and more uneasy, and she didn't respond to many shouts by Wen Tingwan's pillow.

Jiang Qi suppressed the storm in his heart, stretched out his hand to pull her, Wen Tingwan's body was soft, and there was no movement at all.

It was as if she was asleep.

Jiang Qi looked for the phone in a panic, the phone was in the bag, yes, in the bag.

Her hands trembled and she couldn't open the zipper, and in a hurry, the bag fell to the ground, and she was busy kneeling on the ground to dig it.

The legs are soft, the hands are soft, and the brain is blank.

She dialed the phone, first called an ambulance, and then called Jiang Chuheng.

The moment Jiang Chuheng picked up the phone, his blood was cold, and his whole body froze on the spot.

On his way to the hospital, he stepped on the brakes all the way to the end, eager to put wings on the car.

When he rushed to the hospital, Wen Tingwan had just entered the emergency room.

"Doctor, doctor!!"

The doctor muttered a bunch of Norwegian, but Jiang Qi couldn't understand a word, and she relied on English to communicate with the locals here.

She could only look at Jiang Chuheng for help.

Wen Tingwan has been pushed into the rescue room.

"Respiratory shock caused by insufficient cerebral blood supply..."Jiang Chuheng's face was solemn.

Jiang Ji squatted on the ground, staring at the rescue room with a pair of eyes.

"How could this be all of a sudden?"

"I was fine when I saw her yesterday, she slept early last night, and I just realized something was wrong this morning." Jiang said these words for the rest of his life.

Fortunately in the misfortune, when Jiang Qi found out that something was wrong, Wen Tingwan was not in shock for a long time.

It is also relatively timely to send it for rescue, but it is still very dangerous.

Jiang Chuheng hung up a large number of phones and paced outside the rescue room.

"Was there anything out of the ordinary about her yesterday?" Jiang Chuheng hesitated again and again and asked Jiang Qi.

"I can't say it, it's just too calm."

Jiang Chuheng wrinkled his eyebrows, his face turned pale, he didn't expect that he would finally come to this point.

"We'll hide everything from before."

Jiang Qi nodded, "Why did you suddenly get engaged??" ”

Jiang Ji suddenly thought of this question, she always knew that Jiang Chuheng liked Wen Tingwan, but she really didn't expect the engagement to be so sudden.

Jiang Chuheng opened his mouth to speak, rubbed his eyebrows, and didn't know how to express it.

Jiang Qike didn't care about his identity at all, and asked reluctantly: "You obviously know that she can't be stimulated now, why is it so sudden?" ”

"This... It's complicated, and I can't explain it for a while. ”

"Forget it, let's wait for the results." Jiang Qi was upset about Wen Tingwan, and he didn't really want to ask anything.