he is afraid, he pretends

When Xu Qiqi returned to the ward with three boxes of lunch, Wu Luming had disappeared from the ward.

He stood at the door of the ward with a lunch box and looked around, asking, "Where's my brother?"

"I went to buy water." Wen Siyuan replied indifferently.

"Buy water?" Xu Qiqi was puzzled, "Why didn't you tell me on the phone just now, I'll just bring it along."

As soon as he finished speaking, he belatedly tasted something from Wen Siyuan's neutral tone just now.

Thinking about it, he looked at Wen Siyuan, and unexpectedly saw a face that was completely the opposite of amiable.

Xu Qiqi immediately closed the door with her backhand, and said quite righteously: "Old Wen, this is a hospital! I understand that the cycads are blooming when you are old..."

Wen Siyuan raised his eyelids and looked at Xu Qiqi, raised his hand that was not connected to the drip and knocked on the table beside the hospital bed, interrupting Xu Qiqi's words: "Put things down, people..."

He raised his hand and pointed to the door.

Xu Qiqi scolded him "kill the donkey", ignored his words and went directly into the ward and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

He put down the meal and asked in doubt: "When did my brother go down? I remember that there is a convenience store opposite the hospital building. It shouldn't take long to buy a bottle of water, right?"

When Wen Siyuan heard this, he glanced at the alarm clock hanging on the wall of the ward, only to realize that Wu Luming had been down for about ten minutes.

It's been a long time just to buy a few bottles of water.

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Wu Luming walked out of the convenience store carrying a bag of water.

The cool wind outside filled his chest, but after he raised his hand to touch his hot face, he took a bottle of water from the bag and put it on his face to cool down.

He didn't go back to the inpatient building immediately, but walked a few steps towards the path next to the convenience store.

Just walking under the tree beside the road, he subconsciously looked up at the tree.

The same kind of trees are planted on both sides of the road in front of the hospital building, and the withered and yellow leaves are rustling down in the wind.

Rows of tree branches are uniformly lonely, and there are no birds at all.

Wu Luming looked at it and smiled lightly.

He had been blowing against the wind for a while, and just as he put the mineral water back into the bag, he suddenly heard a soft and uncertain sound from behind: "Xiao Ming?"

"Yes...is that you?"

Wu Luming turned around and saw a very tall man.

The man's stature was similar to Wen Siyuan's, but he was not Wen Siyuan's well-proportioned and curvy body.

He was very strong, and when he stood in front of people, he was like a thick wall.

The man looked at Wu Luming's turned face, his eyes were obviously a little more certain.

"When you grow up, you look a lot like your sister when you were young, but you are similar to your sister at first, but you were sick and too thin when you were young..."

The man muttered as if he realized that he had talked too much, and suddenly turned around: "Can you recognize me? We were in an orphanage when we were young, and I..."

"En." Wu Luming interrupted the man's difficult words.

Just looking at his appearance, Wu Luming couldn't recognize him.

But Cen Xiwen mentioned it in the morning, so Wu Luming will not forget it.

"What's the matter?" He asked calmly.

Probably because Wu Luming's expression was too calm, a look of embarrassment appeared on the man's face.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, and then said incoherently: "I met Cen Xiwen in the morning, and when I heard that you were admitted to the hospital, I wanted to try my luck and followed. In fact, I have been having... ...Are you free now? Shall we find a place to sit and talk for a while?"

"No." Wu Luming answered briefly, "My boyfriend is waiting for me upstairs, so if you have something to say briefly, let it be fine if you can't."

The man was obviously taken aback when he heard the word "boyfriend". He glanced at Wu Luming in surprise, and quickly recovered under Wu Luming's indifferent gaze.

"Oh, well... I," the man took a deep breath, and seemed a little hard to say, but finally said, "I actually wanted to apologize to you in person, I was too scared at that time, I'm sorry, I was so scared."

The man lowered his head as he spoke: "Teacher Fang told me that my grades allowed me to enter a good junior high school, but our orphanage is too remote, and the places I got were not very good. I said it was a pity, and many people told me that it was already very difficult for me to be adopted at my age, so I said those words to that foster family for a while because of my obsession."

"But I don't really think you are that kind of person!" The man's voice suddenly became urgent, "I know you have never stolen or bullied others, I really regard you as my good friend Yes, but...but I still lied, sorry. I wanted to apologize to you the other day when I went back, but I was so cowardly, I was afraid that if I apologized to you, you would let me go to the foster care Family explanation, I dare not bet. I have been living in regret all these years, I know you were sick at that time, you need that opportunity more than me, but I can't help but deceive myself, thinking that I have been asthmatic because of you If you are entangled, I will pay you back."

The man suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, and his voice became low: "Until the birth of my youngest son two years ago, he also suffered from immunodeficiency just like you did before, but the specific cause was not found out. Every time I see him Lying on the hospital bed with a fever and having difficulty breathing, I couldn't help but think of the time when your high fever persisted, and I realized how painful you were at that time, I'm sorry, I'm not human, I'm really sorry!"

The man's voice attracted the attention of some people around him.

But no one stopped. People who were not sick came and went in a hurry in the hospital, and people who were sick had no leisure to pay attention.

A long time after the man's voice fell, Wu Luming's voice, which still didn't see the slightest ups and downs, sounded: "Is it finished?"

Seemingly not expecting such a response, the man froze for a moment before nodding.

Wu Luming didn't say any more, turned around to avoid the man and was about to go back to the inpatient building.

Seeing this, the man quickly said, "Wait a minute!"

He stopped Wu Luming: "You...do you have nothing to say?"

Wu Luming raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Do you want to hear what I have to say? Accept your apology? Or do you want to apologize to you for your asthma by the way?"

The man's face turned pale: "I didn't mean that."

Wu Luming stared at the man quietly for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How did you judge that it was by the pond behind the orphanage that I invited you to?"

"I saw the note you left next to my pillow."

"How can you be sure that the note was written by me, and you read my handwriting before that?"

The man's expression froze: "No, but..."

He had just finished talking about Wu Luming to the foster family that day, when he looked up, he saw Wu Luming standing outside the window, looking at him expressionlessly.

At that time, he was in a mess, so when he saw the note, he subconsciously thought of Wu Luming.

Plus at that time...

"Cen Xiwen said he saw you coming to my bed."

After listening to the man's words, Wu Luming suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you have a daughter?"

The man was taken aback: "How do you know I have a daughter?"

Wu Luming didn't answer, but continued to ask: "How old are you?"

"I just started elementary school this year."

"A little girl of two or three years old fell into the lake this morning. We were by the lake at that time. Cen Xiwen said it was your daughter. He asked me if I could save it." Wu Luming looked at the man.

The man listened for a while and reacted: "I don't have a daughter who is two or three years old. I heard about the little girl who fell into the water today, but I don't know her at all..."

"Cen Xiwen likes to tease people with half-truths and half-false words. You said this to me, right?"

The man choked, and after a while he seemed to have realized something, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You mean, the note was from him at that time...why...didn't you tell me?"

Wu Luming didn't answer, but just silently watched the man's gradually changing expression.

Fear, regret, self-blame.

It seemed that the beliefs that had supported his self-deception had collapsed, and he didn't know where to find support for a while.

After observing the man's expression, Wu Luming said softly, "Because I really thought at the time that there is nothing wrong with you dying just like that, so does it matter who induced you to go?"

After Wu Luming's words fell, the man's expression changed dramatically.

Wu Luming, however, seemed to be tired from watching, stopped talking, staggered around the man again and left.

The man didn't stop him this time, he just lowered his head and muttered to himself: "How come, Teacher Fang told me clearly that you told her that I was by the lake and you asked her to save me, you... ..."

After Wu Luming walked a few steps, the man stopped him again.

This time, the man's voice seemed to be filled with unbearable pain: "Xiao Ming, I'm sorry, please accept my apology, I have been blaming myself for years, I..."

Wu Luming stopped, but didn't look back.

"It is human nature to seek one's own profit, and there is nothing difficult to understand."

The man was obedient, the heaviness in his eyes softened, and he heard Wu Luming say again: "But since you chose to do this in the first place, you should be prepared to bear all the consequences of your choice."

As Wu Luming said, he suddenly raised his head and looked upstairs as if feeling something.

This position happened to be able to see Wen Siyuan's ward.

But this time the windows are closed, and it is impossible to tell if anyone is in front of the windows in the ward.

After Wu Luming stared at the window for a long time, he withdrew his eyes and said indifferently: "My time and energy are limited, whether the insignificant people are suffering or not is not something I need to think about."

After he finished speaking, he completely ignored the people behind him, walked straight into the hospital building and entered the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed before his eyes.

Wu Luming lowered his eyes after pressing the floors.

It didn't take half a minute for the elevator to go up to the 8th floor, but Wu Luming was eager to get to Wen Siyuan's side right away.

You don't need to take the elevator, you don't need to go to the ward, you can get to Wen Siyuan immediately.

The sound of the elevator door opening sounded under the frantic thought.

Wu Luming walked out of the elevator quickly, but stopped the moment he stepped out of the elevator.

At the door of a certain ward more than ten meters away, a tall man in a hospital gown leaned against the door frame, with an IV stand hanging beside him.

From his half-closed eyelids, it is not difficult to see the fatigue on his body, but the moment the footsteps sounded in the elevator, he still opened his eyes immediately and cast his gaze.

After seeing the person coming, he pushed the infusion stand aside and walked towards the elevator.

Wu Luming seemed to be locked in the elevator for a moment, unable to move for a long time.

He tightened the water in his hand, and broke his gaze with Wen Siyuan with his eyes burning.

Wen Siyuan is not a blank slate.

Wu Luming never felt that Wen Siyuan was a blank slate.

Humans are extremely easily shaken creatures.

Ten words from ten people may cause one person to have no less than ten vacillating thoughts.

Once the wind blows, it is easy to get lost in the chaotic wind direction and lose yourself.

But Wen Siyuan is like a towering tree firmly rooted deep in the ground during a typhoon. No matter how violent the storm is, he always insists on his own growth philosophy and will not be affected in the slightest.

Recognized by Wen Siyuan like this, even the worst person will feel that he is not so bad.

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It will be a little bit sweeter later, I think I have been too lazy recently, and I am almost lazy, so I decided to update at least three chapters a week from next week!If you can't do it on a weekly basis, I will give you a small red envelope!I want to stand up! (Let me be lazy for the last three days this week, thank you everyone, hhhhhhhhh