Only the moon will know

She lowered her head, as if deliberately avoiding them in front of her eyes, she ignored Minmin who was excitedly talking to her.

At this time, a nurse came in and mechanically said: "The patient will have a physical examination when it's time, do you have a family member to help?"

Zeng Xinyan only recovered from her contemplation at this time, she quickly got up and walked towards Jiang Wenwen.

Jiang Wenwen sat up, landed on one foot first, and prepared to get out of bed with strength. Zeng Xinyan held her arm with one hand and hugged her waist with the other.

Zhou Qingchun retreated to the side at the right time, and sat in the seat where Zeng Xinyan sat just now. Jiang Wenwen told his son: "Minmin, stay with Auntie and don't run around."

The two turned up and down the threshold with difficulty. Jiang Wenwen was still in the mood to joke at this moment: "Xinyan, I feel like an old woman now. When I am really too old, if you support me like this I guess we won't be able to move."

Zeng was speechless.

When the two of them left the door, Jiang Wenwen said again: "Suddenly I really want to eat the lucky star shrimp cakes near the hospital. The coffee in Xinqiao Library is served with shrimp cakes. For me now, it is too extravagant."

Zeng Xinyan suppressed his voice, blamed but said affectionately: "Shrimp is not good for the wound, it will cause inflammation, don't even think about it."

Their voices gradually became quieter.

"Hey, is the tofu head office okay?"

"There is no decent tofu nao here." Zeng Xinyan said.

"No, the one you loved most back then is still there. I'll take you there another day."

Zhou Qingchun sat blankly, lost in thought, until Minmin crowded beside her, disturbing her thoughts.

Zhou Qingchun pinched his little face and said, "You don't want to go back with Dad, what will you do after today?"

Minmin said triumphantly: "Aunt Xinyan said she would be with me." The guard and timidity towards her before were completely gone.

"Really? That's fine..."

As soon as he said that, Zeng Xinyan helped Jiang Wenwen back, and Zhou Qingchun felt that it was time for him to leave.

After bidding farewell to Jiang Wenwen, Zeng Xinyan sent her downstairs.

The two entered the elevator side by side, went down to the ground floor, and walked to the door, all the way in silence.

When the taxis were parked, Zhou Qingchun opened the door of one of them, and Zeng Xinyan suddenly took her hand: "Qingchun, why won't you answer my call?"

Before Zhou Qingchun could speak, Zeng Xinyan continued: "You should at least listen to my explanation."

Zhou Qingchun didn't get into the taxi anymore. She closed the door and said calmly, "Xinyan, you know that what I want is never an explanation."

"You don't accept my past..." Zeng Xinyan lowered his head, his eyes flickered, looking depressed.

"No, it's not like this..." Zhou Qingchun stared at her, but she didn't dare to look at her.

"When I left the hospital in the morning, I really thought about never coming back, and saying that the publishing house was busy was an excuse, because I didn't know how to face you and Wenwen for a moment.

For you, I can overcome all psychological barriers to face our relationship, but the complicated relationship is more complex, and I really have no way to face it.

I couldn't bear to leave you alone like that, so I came back.I thought I could find the answer I wanted from your eyes, but I didn't, because you didn't dare to look into my eyes from the beginning to the end, even at this moment, you still didn't dare to look at me and talk, why didn't you look talk to me? "Zhou Qingchun was excited.

"Wenwen had an accident. You have seen her situation. I simply can't leave her alone." Zeng Xinyan answered irrelevantly.

"You really don't understand me, am I such a narrow-minded and petty person in your eyes?"

Zeng Xinyan was speechless.

"I don't accept your past. If you think that I object to you taking care of Wenwen because I care about your past, it can only mean that you don't know me at all. Are you with someone you don't know? Don't you find it very problematic?"

"What do you mean..." Zeng Xinyan frowned, a little confused, she almost begged and said: "Qingchun, don't use your intelligence to test me anymore, I really don't have as much thought as you."

"My thoughts have nothing to do with whether I am smart or not. You never believe your own feelings, but I believe that you are used to lying to yourself for a long time, but I am different from you. I don't lie to myself, so I I also don't want you to lie to me again after lying to yourself."

As if she had hit Zeng Xinyan's words, she lowered her head, unable to find a reply, which made Zhou Qingchun very disappointed.

"I'll wait for you to figure it out before coming to me. Or, after you figure it out, you won't come to me again, but I'm still willing to wait until that day."

Zhou Qingchun turned around and boarded another taxi, which quickly drove out of the range of the hospital.

The moment he drove out of the main road, Zhou Qingchun couldn't help turning his head back to look for Zeng Xinyan's figure, only to see her still standing there, a sad figure with gradually withering eyes... Then, her whole body was engulfed at the end of the road .

Zhou Qingchun quickly took out her sunglasses and put them on before her tears fell, her heart began to throb like a bug bite.

She used to think that she would hysterically let the turbulent emotions blind her reason instead of clinging to Zeng's heart, but it turned out that she couldn't do it, but from this moment on, she faintly felt that something was leaving her step by step ...

The two people who met by chance have too much past that they didn't have time to participate in. The past is not important, but has the so-called past really passed?

If that night, she hadn't asked Zeng Xinyan to let go of the balloon, if it hadn't been for the confession in the bathroom that night, they would never have started so easily and hastily.

She bought a hope with a balloon. What is the meaning behind this hope?

Zeng Xinyan has always been so gentle and passive, her gentleness has gradually turned into a kind of evil!

She began to suspect that she just couldn't bear to reject her, and everything seemed to be forced back by her.

Now, Zhou Qingchun spends time waiting for another hope at any cost.

Maybe this time, she can no longer wait for the answer she wants.

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20. Fall In Love

Half a month passed, and there was no news from Zeng Xinyan. She hadn't even returned home. There was no one, no sound, and no lights on the terrace.

One day, when Zhou Qingchun came home, he found a notice posted on the iron gate of Milestone, announcing the suspension of business.

What about the projects that awaited her?How should the students in the mosaic class explain it?

It can be seen that she made a lot of sacrifices for Jiang Wenwen.Zeng Xinyan, who is desperate for one person, is the real her.

The mosaic black cat in the window still stands there day and night, rain or shine.

In the past, Zhou Qingchun would subconsciously slow down to look at it when she passed by, but now she just wants to dodge quickly to avoid its hostile gaze. This black cat will only remind her of Jiang Wenwen subconsciously.

The Hippeastrum on the terrace is surrounded by dead leaves. Without the care of the owner, it is on the verge of withering.

Apart from regular column writing, Zhou Qingchun no longer writes novels.

Sometimes when she is tired of writing manuscripts, she will stare at the hanging picture behind the desk——Paris, what a wonderful encounter, no matter how sweet the memory, it turns out that it is only suitable to be kept in the bottom of my heart.

One month passed, two months passed, Zhou Qingchun gradually had the answer in his heart.

She couldn't imagine how much courage she would have to muster up to face her and her choice when Zeng Xinyan reappeared.

One evening, Wang Yucheng came to visit and brought good news: the sales volume of "Proximity to Water" jumped from No.3 to No. [-] in the best-selling novel list this month.

Zhou Qingchun's reaction was indifferent, she just hummed lightly.

Because of Zeng Xinyan, she became thinner and haggard day by day, but the careless Wang Yucheng couldn't notice it at all.

She went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and began to chat with Zhou Qingchun about the recent events in the publishing house.

Wang Yucheng enjoys a lot in the publishing industry. Now she is not just an editor of a publishing house, she has her own publishing business. Due to the rich experience accumulated in this industry and the growing network of contacts, the publishing industry has become a It became her world, and she became Zhou Qingchun's manager as a matter of course.

"What subject do you plan to write about in your next novel?" Wang Yucheng asked Zhou Qingchun while drinking coffee.

"I don't plan to write novels anymore." Zhou Qingchun said in a low voice, as if announcing.

"Why?" Wang Yucheng was surprised.

"Readers may read novels to find hope and comfort, but those who write novels can no longer provide these."

Wang Yucheng sat down and looked at Zhou Qingchun: "But you can't affect your writing career because of a momentary emotion, right?"

Zhou Qingchun just said what she wanted to say: "The hope readers pursue and the comfort they get from novels may not be reliable, and love in reality is cruel after all."

"No, you're stimulated." Wang Yucheng put down his coffee and looked directly into Zhou Qingchun's eyes. After all, she still understood her.

"Wow woof, you know, some people will never become my lunatic, I'm just a self-absorbed fool!"

Wang Yucheng looked at Zhou Qingchun with a frown, his face full of doubts and incomprehension.

"She can't understand what I write at all, and her world is thousands of miles away from mine." Zhou Qingchun said.

"Is your novel only