To my dear senior sister

After school, Wen Lian walked outside the school and prepared to go home while lowering her head and thinking about what Gao Jingqi said before.Gu Xianxi went home from get out of class one class earlier than her today, so she could only leave alone.

She raised her head, glanced aimlessly around, her heart was in a mess, she kept doubting the authenticity of Gao Jingqi's words and seeking a solution.

Suddenly someone patted her shoulder from behind, Wen Lian turned her head to look, it turned out to be Lin Xuehui.

Just as she was about to ask what's the matter, Lin Xuehui raised her hand, handed her a fountain pen and said, "You forgot to take your pen."

Wen Lian could recognize that it was her pen at a glance, took it from her hand, and defended herself: "It must be because I left too hurriedly after class, so I forgot to take it. Thank you, Xuehui .” Putting the pen in the side pocket of the schoolbag.

"It's okay, it's what it should be." After Lin Xuehui returned the pen to Wen Lian, she didn't intend to leave right away, and just stood there.

Wen Lian saw that she came to look for her alone, without Jing Qi's follower behind her, and asked curiously, "Where is Jing Qi?"

"I asked her to go to the cafeteria to grab food first." Lin Xuehui explained that she came here for another reason besides giving pens: "Don't take what Jing Qi said just now, she didn't mean it."

As soon as the smile on Wen Lian's face stagnated, her heart jumped again, and it took a while before she said without showing any traces: "It's okay, as long as she doesn't guess randomly."

"Well, I know this, and I will persuade her." Lin Xuehui nodded.

"However, where did she hear those rumors?" Wen Lian asked tentatively.

"I heard that someone posted the post in the school's post bar. There was a lot of commotion, and many people were guessing who it was. But this is a matter of speculation after all. There are so many girls in the two major departments of clinical and nursing. Even if they are one Even if a Lalang deserves to guess, he won’t be able to guess.”

Lin Xuehui told the whole story, curled her lips in disdain, "A boring group of people."

Lin Xuehui's words made Wen Lian half relieved, and he thought about it seriously.

Lin Xuehui is a friend she has known since the beginning of school. Although she has a silent personality, she is absolutely reliable. There is no need to hide this matter from her, and now it is only the two of them. Wen Lian opened his mouth to be honest with her , "Xuehui, actually, my senior sister and I..."

Lin Xuehui interrupted her and said, "I know everything, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."

"Then do you think it's right for us to do this?" Wen Lian really wanted to know her attitude. She had known what Chang Luo had said to her from Gu Xianxi a long time ago, and she was used to hearing doubtful voices. A supportive person came to give her a little encouragement, and she believed that Lin Xuehui was the one who would do that.

Lin Xuehui really lived up to her high expectations, and said lightly: "Although I am your friend, I have no right to take care of your affairs, as long as you think it's right."

Wen Lian moved her lips tightly, "...Thank you..." I am very glad to be friends with her.

"Come on." Lin Xuehui finally encouraged her: "This road is a bit difficult, but I believe you will persevere. If there is need for help, we are always there."

We've always been...Wen Lian closed his eyes, then opened them again, his eyes regained his confidence.

"Rumours that are not confirmed by evidence will always be rumors and cannot become the truth." What is she afraid of?What is she afraid of?Is there absolute right or wrong in this world?Even if someone comes to point at her nose and scold her now, she dares to refute it back confidently.

After she figured it out, she dismissed all the posts that she originally planned to go to the post bar to read.The only thing she is worried about now is what she will think if this rumor reaches Gu Xianxi's ears.Although she believes that senior sister will not back down just like herself, it is not worth getting angry about it.

After she returned home and had dinner with Gu Xianxi, as usual, she would wash the dishes that Gu Xianxi cooked. Wen Lian obediently put on an apron, and went into the kitchen with the dishes.

Turning on the faucet, the water rushed out with a splash.Gu Xianxi teased penicillin outside.

In just a few days, the penicillin was no longer the emaciated appearance when it was just picked up. It may be because Wen Lian and the others ate too well, the body has grown a whole circle, and the hair on the body has grown a lot.Especially the hair on both sides of the cheeks is longer than the hair on the body.

It is still small now, Gu Xianxi can hug it with one hand.The fingers of the other hand stroked those long hairs, and a handful of them could be picked up with an easy grasp, "Wen Lian, why do I think penicillin doesn't look like a Chinese garden cat?"

The sound of running water was too loud, Wen Lian didn't hear what she was saying, turned off the faucet on purpose, and asked, "What did you just say?" Gu Xianxi looked up, then lowered his head to continue touching the penicillin to explain what he just said. Repeatedly.

Wen Lian thought for a while, and she also felt that penicillin was not like an ordinary house cat, but the coat color was no different from that of an ordinary house cat, so she speculated, "Maybe it is a mixed breed?"

Gu Xianxi nodded in agreement, Wen Lian thought this was an excellent opportunity to ask questions, and while wiping the greasy plate with a rag, he pretended to inadvertently ask: "Sister, have you heard any gossip at school recently?" ?"

"What gossip?" Gu Xianxi imitated penicillin and meowed, asking in a soft voice.

Penicillin turned over on Gu Xianxi's thigh, completely exposed her snow-white belly in front of Gu Xianxi, and motioned for her to touch it.Gu Xianxi fondled its head, and then rubbed its belly.

Wen Lian considered the order of words, and said slowly: "When I was in school, I heard that two people who don't know who they were were together, and there was a commotion."

"Oh?" Gu Xianxi paused for a moment when the penicillin touched his stomach, and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Wen Lian was relieved, continued to wash the dishes and said, "I don't really understand, anyway, it's none of our business."

"Why haven't you been to the laboratory these few days?" Gu Xianxi asked suspiciously seeing that she had been coming home on time recently.

"Professor Song didn't ask me to go, so I didn't go." Wen Lian shook his head and said.

It's strange to say that the laboratory is very busy, but Song Yuanju hasn't let her go to the laboratory these days.Could it be that he hasn't been back to school since that day, and Wen Lian always has some bad premonition lingering in his heart, which can't go away for a long time.

But it was rare to be able to rest for a period of time and spend more time with Gu Xianxi, so I didn't go into it further. Anyway, if Song Yuanju had something to do, she would definitely let her go to the laboratory.

What she didn't expect was that when she saw Song Yuanju again, it was not in the school's laboratory, but in the mourning hall in the funeral parlor on the outskirts of the city.

And the first thing he said to himself was, "I wanted to ask him to take you with me, but I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly..."

Wen Lian's throat seemed to be stalked by a thick ball of cotton, and it took him a long time to force out four words from between his teeth: "Teacher's condolences..."

Song Yuanju, who hadn't seen him for a few days, seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and he could no longer pretend to be serious in the past. As if he had been drained of energy, he raised his hand and waved it weakly, and said in a hoarse voice : "He can be regarded as half of your teacher, you go up and offer him a flower."

Wen Lian pursed his lips firmly, and nodded heavily.

On the mourning hall covered with white silk, there is a coffin covered with white cloth in the center, and the family members kneel in front of the coffin, weeping and burning paper money for the deceased.There are neat wreaths on both sides, and elegiac couplets in black and white are hung on them.There were not many people in the entire mourning hall. They were either crying or bowed their heads in silence, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Holding the white chrysanthemum, Wen Lian walked to the coffin of the deceased with difficulty, bent down and placed the flower beside it, then slowly stood up again and raised his head.

He has a cropped head, a fat face with glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, and he is always smiling.Now his photo has become black and white, and it is hung in the center of the mourning hall, with two white silks hanging from it.

The news said that the doctor who was stabbed several times by the patient was him... After Song Yuanju answered the sudden call that day, he went out in a panic and was asked to rescue him...Wen Lian hadn't seen Song Yuanju for a few days, he was Rescue him in the operating room...

Because Song Yuanju was an excellent surgeon with decades of rich experience, he was the only one who could save Liu Zhian who was in danger at that time...

But in the end, Liu Zhian still went after he was not rescued...

In the blink of an eye, a living person disappeared like this, even Wen Lian, who knew the impermanence of life and death, couldn't accept it.

People who are obviously complaining about the hard work of doctors...

People who clearly say they can retire and enjoy life in a few years...

He was still talking about that day, he wanted to report himself to the hospital under the name of the person who took him as an intern...

That's it?Was stabbed to death by his own patient...

Wen Lian stumbled back to Song Yuanju's side, only to see Song Yuanju staring blankly at the black and white photo on the wall, his eyes were bloodshot and said: "I still haven't been rescued, I...incompetent..."

"It can't be the teacher's fault..." Wen Lian persuaded, suppressing complicated emotions.

Song Yuanju shook his head, and his body shook accordingly.Wen Lian quickly supported him, seeing that his complexion was not very good, and his body was also crumbling, and asked worriedly: "Teacher, do you want to go back and have a rest?"

Song Yuanju had stars in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes hoping to slow down, waved his hands and said, "It's okay..." Although he hasn't rested for several days, he believes that he can still hold on.

Wen Lian wanted to persuade him again, but before he could say anything, he felt Song Yuanju's body soften.She tried her best to support him with her arms, but due to her weight, Song Yuanju still fell down.

Wen Lian was completely at a loss for what happened suddenly, and the people who stretched out their hands to pinch Song Yuanju called out: "Teacher! Teacher!"...