Warm and respectful people

After the operation, Xia Yuan's body gradually recovered, and Xia Wen took a week off for this.

At the beginning, when Xia Yuan woke up, the cost of the advanced ward made him a little unbearable, urging Xia Wen to change places.

"Where did you get so much money to spend here?"

After working hard for most of his life, he felt guilty about his life now.

Xia Wen persuaded him: "I recently published a picture book, and I have a lot of money in my hand, so please give me a chance to be filial."

After coaxing and deceiving, Xia Yuan finally settled down with peace of mind.Xia Wen pressed the quilt for her father, but she didn't know how much it actually cost.

It's not that she hasn't thought about paying back Shen Xueyu's money.

Xia Wen was boiling water with a kettle, and white water vapor spewed out with the sound of breathing. She received a message from Shen Xueyu.

On the long form are all the domestic expert hospitals in cerebral hemorrhage.

It looks like it took a lot of thought.The desire to withdraw money has subsided a lot.

The money for the ward and surgery can be settled, but what about the time and energy that Shen Xueyu invested in it?

Xia Yuan, who was killing time with a magazine on the hospital bed, took off his glasses, looked at Xia Wen who was pouring water, and asked, "Xueyu, are you coming today?"

When Xia Yuan woke up, the first person he saw was not Xia Wen, but Shen Xueyu, who happened to be out at that time.

He knew Shen Xueyu well, and even knew her resume very well.Because the photo of the other party hangs on the honor roll of the high school all the year round, he is a famous alumnus in recent years, and he is also the pride of all science teachers.

After all, there are not many physics teachers who can teach a real scientist. Xia Yuan regrets that he did not become Shen Xueyu's teacher back then.

To a certain extent, Shen Xueyu has realized his long-standing dream.

Although he himself once had a dream of doing scientific research, he was ultimately limited by material and talent.

Xia Yuan also remembered the connection between Xia Wen and Shen Xueyu, because there was Shen An'an in the middle, and Shen Xueyu helped Xia Wen when he was young.

But will a little not strong relationship in childhood make Shen Xueyu lend a helping hand when their family is in trouble?

He was a little surprised and puzzled by Shen Xueyu's appearance.

Xia Wen handed over a glass of warm water: "She has something to do in the laboratory today, so she can't make it through."

Xia Yuan nodded: "These people must be very busy, so don't bother her with our little things."

When Xia Yuan asked this question, Xia Wen actually roughly guessed Xia Yuan's thoughts.

While Xia Yuan was resting, Xia Wen went out of the room with his mobile phone.

She first sent Shen Xueyu a WeChat message: "Don't come here today."

The other party quickly replied: "I will come back when I leave the hospital tomorrow."

Xia Wen pursed her lips: "Okay."

Then she contacted Luo Ping and asked him to meet at the coffee shop when he got off work at night. This was the first contact between the two after the day of the operation.

Luo Ping agreed.

For this meeting, Xia Wen arrived half an hour earlier.It was the coffee shop when we met for the first time, and the crowd after get off work was as crowded as on weekends.

When Luo Ping came, Xia Wen handed over the menu: "I don't know what you like to drink. I'm here to treat you today."

When he got off work, he happened to encounter a meeting with the leader who was delayed for a while, and when he rushed over, there was a shop in a hurry.The air conditioner in the shopping mall was warm enough, Luo Ping took off his coat.

For Xia Wen's invitation, he was a little bit of an unexpected surprise, and at the same time, he was also a little uneasy.

In the past week, the two have tacitly not been in touch, and he has also dated several blind dates at the same time.

One more person you see means one more choice. This is a rule in the current blind date market.

However, none of the blind dates satisfied him. These girls are more enthusiastic about him than Xia Wen, but none of them are as good-looking and temperamental as Xia Wen.

That's how people are, when you meet someone special, it becomes difficult to be with other people.

At this time, Xia Wen's message came very timely, and Luo Ping came here with an unfounded confidence and optimism.

Today's Xia Wen is still bare-faced. The running and worrying these days has added a sad look to her fair face. Although her face is thinner, she looks more gentle and charming, making people want to protect her.

She picked up the steaming coffee, took a sip, and said the first sentence of the formal conversation.

"Thank you for your help these days."

After a pause, he said the second sentence: "Let's end the relationship between the two of us."

When he said this, Xia Wen had a calm smile on his face, and upon closer inspection, there was still a sense of relaxation and lightness.

Luo Ping, who was still smiling just now, fell into an ice cave, and Xia Wen's expression hurt his self-esteem even more.

He immediately thought of something: "Is it because of that woman?"

Luo Ping didn't say his name, but both of them knew that he was talking about Shen Xueyu.

Xia Wen put down the coffee cup, she didn't expect Luo Ping to say such direct words, she thought it would start flat and end flat.

But she didn't bother to hide it: "It's because of her."

Luo Ping opened his eyes angrily, stood up, and the chair was pushed back, rubbing against the ground, making a piercing sound, and several people around cast a brief look.

"You're crazy, you make me sick."

A straight man in a secular society can't think of anything good to say about the relationship between two women.

Xia Wen looked up at Luo Ping, who was losing his composure, and he was unexpectedly calm: "Maybe he's a little crazy."

This sentence is not for Luo Ping, but for himself.

In the past, she resigned herself to a blind date and forced herself to adapt to a so-called normal life, but she was in pain. Now she is crazy, so crazy that she can only hear the voice in her heart, but she seems to have gained a new life.

If that's crazy, she thinks it feels pretty good.

The two broke up unhappy, but Xia Wen still sent her not-so-sincere blessings in a good mood: "I wish you success in your next blind date."

After receiving this blessing, Luo Ping's face was as black as a piece of carbon, and he quickly took off his clothes and bag and walked away.

-

By the time we left the mall, it was already dark, and the surrounding lights were lit up, radiating brilliance.

At this time, she received a call from Shen An'an.

"Is Uncle better?" Shen An'an also came here several times this week, and each time he piled up large and small bags of supplements in the ward.

Xia Wen nodded: "It's much better, I can take care of myself, and I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Sometimes I really envy your family. It's not like my family. All reunion days must be crazy."

Xia Wen just stopped at the subway entrance: "What's wrong?"

"Today is my sister's birthday. My mother and I called my sister back for dinner, and my father quarreled with her again."

The busyness of the past few days made Xia Wen forget Shen Xueyu's birthday. She squeezed her phone tightly and asked, "Are you okay? Do you still do it like last time?"

"That's not true, it's just that my sister is a bit miserable, and the good days have suddenly turned into depressing ones."

After hanging up the phone, the worry on Xia Wen's face became more intense. She thought that Shen Xueyu, who is omnipotent, actually has times when she can't do what she wants, and everyone has something they can't stop cutting.

Most people are blood relatives who can give warmth, but for Shen Xueyu, it is an inseparable pain in this life.

Every time she saw her father, Shen Xueyu would think of her mother who died because of his depression.

An unbearable gloom filled Xia Wen's heart.

After thinking about it, she felt that she should do something.

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It was almost twelve o'clock when Shen Xueyu's car drove into the parking lot downstairs of her apartment.A few headlights were on in the underground garage in the middle of the night, and the sound of her opening the door was particularly loud and echoed far away.

She dragged her tired body into the elevator, pressed a number casually, then stood with her bag in her hand, rubbing her sore eye sockets with one hand.

After leaving Shen's house, she returned to the laboratory.

Shen Feng's vicious words have long since made her feel nothing.As for the birthday, it is dispensable.

Xia Wen refused to let her go to the hospital, and the laboratory was the only place she could think of.When I started working, when I looked at the time again, there were only sporadic lights in the whole building.

The apartment is designed with one elevator and one household, and the elevator door leads to a clean and bright corridor.

She came out a little dejected, and then froze there.

Under the dark gray door sat a sleeping little girl and a beautifully packaged cake.

Xia Wen sat on the canvas bag on the ground, hugged her body with her hands, tilted her head to one side, and her long curly hair was piled on her shoulders.

She didn't sleep well, and her brows were still frowning in her dream.

Xia Wen didn't sleep deeply, and the physical and psychological pressure these days made her feel groggy while sitting on the ground.

The sound of the elevator opening and closing woke her up. She rubbed her glasses, squeezed her sore neck, and then saw Shen Xueyu standing not far from her.

The eyes of the two people printed each other.

Shen Xueyu's words stuck in her throat.

Xia Wen raised his brows and smiled, "You're back."

When she was talking, she had to hold the door frame and stand up. Just halfway through, Xia Wen found that her legs were numb.

Her face became wrinkled, and Shen Xueyu quickly came over and hugged her waist, lifting her up.

Xia Wen almost had her legs dangling in the air, she put her hands on Shen Xueyu's shoulders, and said softly, "Be gentle."

One sentence is like the wind in March in Yangchun, blowing away the unmelted ice and snow on the eaves.

An inexplicable emotion clogged Shen Xueyu's chest, and she hummed lightly.

Shen Xueyu reached out and pressed the combination lock of the apartment. Xia Wen was very close, and she couldn't help seeing the string of numbers. Shen Xueyu left the bags of both of them in the place, and concentrated on hugging Xia Wen in.

Xia Wen's long eyelashes fluttered, and the string of numbers was his birthday.

It was a very uncreative thing, but Xia Wen's heart still beat a beat faster.

With the help of the dim moonlight and the lights of thousands of families outside the window, Xia Wen was helped by Shen Xueyu to the sofa in the open living room, and then she watched him go back the same way to get the rest of the things.

The dim light of the night brings forth something hidden in the human heart.

Shen Xueyu carried her things and turned on the light. She came over and put the bag and cake on the coffee table in front of Xia Wen.

Xia Wen opened the cake, and the originally bright fruits covered with white cream were drooping at the moment. She urged Shen Xueyu to find a fire for herself, and she filled the cake with tiny candles.

Candles are lit.

Shen Xueyu turned off the lights.

Falling into the dark room again, it was not as cold as before, and the faint candlelight illuminated the faces of the two of them.

Shen Xueyu's face was blank, she was a little at a loss, she glanced at Xia Wen without saying a word.

The other party was a little unhappy, and looked even more depressed after taking out the phone.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xueyu's voice was muffled.

Xia Wen took out his mobile phone, the time on the bright screen was past 12 o'clock.The date has changed, and it's a new day.

"It's all over." The voice was full of grievances.

Shen Xueyu pressed Xia Wen's phone, just about to say that it's no big deal, she doesn't care about it.

Xia Wen raised his head quickly, his eyes were filled with small flames of candles shaking, wet and soft: "It's okay, we still have next year."

Shen Xueyu closed her glasses, and a sour feeling rushed into her eyes, and she heard her voice shaky: "Well, we still have next year."

The author has something to say: real sugar!