Confess to you in early summer

Yan Wei was in a coma for more than ten hours, and did not wake up until after one o'clock in the morning.

She moved a little, and Yan Chu, who was lying on the bedside in a light sleep, noticed her movement.

There was only one person to take care of him in the ward, so Su Ci went home and brought breakfast over after dawn.

"Weiwei?" Yan Chu called her in a low voice.

Yan Wei's eyelids trembled.

Seeing her reaction, Yan Chu yelled again, and a few seconds later, the person on the bed opened his eyes, and quickly closed them again, with a distressed expression on his face.

Yan Chu remembered the doctor's advice, concussion would cause strong dizziness, the optic nerve would be affected, there might be some discomfort when just waking up, rest for a few days and it would get better on its own.

"Are you dizzy?" Yan Chu asked her, and told her, "If you're dizzy, don't open your eyes."

Hearing her voice, Yan Wei wanted to respond, but she was so dizzy that it was difficult to shake her head and nod, so she could only hum a "huh" from her nose in a vain breath.

The effect of the anesthesia wears off, the body seems to be torn in two, the whole left side is in pain, from the shoulder to the arm, the pain is entangled with every nerve in the body, just breathing is exhausted, there is no way to tell the difference strength to speak.

Seeing Yan Wei like this, Yan Chu felt uncomfortable.

Counting it, Yan Wei has not drank or eaten for more than ten hours. Although Yan Chu has been using cotton swabs to moisten her lips, her lips are still unavoidably dry to the point of peeling.

Yan Chu took half a cup of hot water, inserted a straw and handed it to Yan Wei's mouth: "Drink some water."

Yan Wei squeezed the straw as he said, took two sips, and the dryness and burning sensation in her throat was slightly relieved. Hearing Yan Chu say to her, "I brought the phone back for you. Yan Tingyue found out with conscience, left some money and left."

Yan Tingyue will not fail to understand that Yan Wei doesn't want to see them at all, and their staying will be harmful to Yan Wei's recovery.

Over the years, the rare compromise of his parents was bought by Yan Wei with his own blood.

"In addition, I also called Teacher Xu for you to ask. Xiaojiang didn't go back to school today. Su Ci said that she went back with her mother to deal with the debt problem, and it might not be finished yet."

After she finished speaking, Yan Wei's lips moved, trying to say something, but she could only make a small sound.

Yan Chu saw that she was in a hurry, looked at her mouth shape and asked tentatively, "Mobile phone?"

"Ah."

She took Yan Wei's cell phone and put it in Yan Wei's palm.

Yan Wei didn't answer, and said softly, "Jiang..."

"Call Xiao Jiang?" Yan Chu asked.

Hearing Yan Wei's answer of "Yes", she

Persuading: "It's too late, it's already past one o'clock in the morning, and Xiao Jiang is probably asleep, how about tomorrow?"

Yan Wei pursed her lips and didn't insist anymore.

Yan Chu took back the phone, plugged in the power cord and put it on the bedside cabinet, and then rang the nurse's bell by the bedside.

At dawn the next day, Su Ci came to the hospital with a pot of chicken soup, and asked Yan Chu about Yan Wei's situation.

She didn't sleep well for several days, and Su Ci also had two circles of faint bruises on her face, but she put on makeup before going out, and she didn't look too haggard. At first glance, he was listless, his face was pale, and even his lips were bloodless.

After lying down for a whole day, Yan Wei got used to the current state a little bit, she could open her eyes, but she had to close them to rest after a while.

Seeing Su Ci coming, she greeted in a low voice: "Sister Su."

Su Ci walked over with a gentle smile: "Sister Su brought you chicken soup, which is not oily. Let your sister feed you more later, so that you can get well sooner."

Yan Wei thanked obediently, Su Ci handed the thermos and lunch box to Yan Chu, and told her: "It may be a little hot, you take it out to cool down, I have to go to the company, remember to call me if you need anything."

"Won't you sit for a while?" Yan Chu left her alone.

"No." Su Ci shook his head, "There is a very important meeting at eight o'clock, and I haven't read the meeting materials yet."

Yan Chu had no choice but to send her out.

"Sister." Yan Wei called out, and said as concisely as possible, "Call Youyi."

Yan Chu has nothing to do with her, Yan Wei has been thinking about this since last night.

Looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, and it was still early, but she couldn't beat this younger sister.

She picked up Yan Wei's cell phone and asked her, "Password."

"960327."

Yan Chu raised his eyebrows: "Xiaojiang's birthday?"

Yan Wei was a little embarrassed, and subtly tilted his head: "Yeah."

There was a smile in Yan Chu's eyes, and she quickly unlocked it. When she clicked on the address book, she thought of something, and then exited and went to the call log.

At a glance, the top one is Yan Chu, Jiang Youyi's name is on the second one, and the time is earlier, there is no record from yesterday morning.

The worst situation was avoided, Yan Chu heaved a sigh of relief, clicked on Jiang Youyi's name, and dialed the number.

No connection, turn off the phone.

Yan Wei curled her lips in frustration, and said, "Send a message."

"Send what?" Yan Chu shook his head amusedly, and clicked on the text message interface as Yan Wei requested.

Yan Wei: "Good morning, classmate Xiao Jiang."

Yan Chu: "..."

Yan Wei urged her: "Hurry up."

Yan Chu had no choice but to help her edit a good morning text message and send it out, then asked, "What else? Say it all at once."

Yan Wei considered it for a few seconds before speaking: "Tell her, I'm going home for a while, I've already taken a long vacation from school, and I'll come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival." She finished this long sentence several times.

She had already asked the doctor last night that she would have to stay in the hospital for at least a month with a fracture of this degree, depending on how well she recovered. She would not be discharged until the end of September at the earliest.

After hearing her finish, Yan Chu was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face faded, and he sighed helplessly.

"Let her be free, call me or send me a message." Yan Wei added, "Call Teacher Xu later and ask her to keep it secret for me."

Yan Chu edited the text message and read it to her, but Yan Wei replied, "That's it, let's send it, thank you sister."

After working hard and finally waiting for a thank you, Yan Chu laughed. Seeing that the text message was sent, she turned off the screen and picked up the almost cold chicken soup: "Come and drink soup, your sister Su is the best at making soup, but she thinks it's troublesome, I don't want to I haven't drunk it a few times, so it's cheap for you."

"I have a chance today." Yan Wei rolled his eyes slightly, "I don't mind giving you a little bit."

Yan Chu: "Tsk."

The phone that had been silent all day turned on.

The moment she switched on the phone, her mailbox was filled with missed calls and unread text messages.

Jiang Youyi blocked these unknown numbers one by one with a numb expression, and deleted the text messages one by one. Repeating boring actions was the only pastime in the hopeless waiting.

until.

A familiar name slides out on the interface.

Yan Wei.

[2 unread messages].

"..."

His fingers froze, his face was buried in his arms, and after a long time, the screen went dark.

After another 2 minutes, she raised her head and turned on the screen.

Her gaze stayed on Yan Wei's name for several seconds, until her vision was blurred and her cheeks were wetted by two water marks, then she bit her lip.

Long press, delete, shutdown.

— This money will save your mother’s life.

——When you go back, the school will transfer your class, I hope you can obey the arrangement, otherwise we will have to suspend Weiwei from school.

——No matter what your relationship was before, Uncle has only one request now.

——Don't contact Weiwei again, just break it off.

The author has something to say: here we come.