Juliet Tower

The vibration was finally stopped, and the corners of Qiao Yumian's eyes and cheeks were flushed, looking like he wanted to laugh, but there was also a hint of shyness and apology that was imperceptible, with some shadows of his youth: "...I didn't pay attention."

An Jiayu was a little annoyed for a moment, and pressed his head back to his shoulder: "I'm done explaining, how about you? You..."

Before he finished asking, the phone persisted and started vibrating again, which seemed urgent.

Qiao Yumian sighed: "Wait for me."

The smile on his face disappeared instantly when he took out his phone and saw the number.

"Hello? Yes, she's not here, what's wrong with her?" Qiao Yumian frowned, "How long has it been since you left? Well, it's not far, I'll be there right away. Okay, okay. Thank you. I know. Thank you."

Then he hung up the call and took a look at An Jiayu: "I'm going to the hospital right away."

An Jiayu was surprised: "Okay. I'll see you off." He thought for a while, "Or... you drive? Your meeting is faster." He took out the car key and stuffed it into Qiao Yumian's hand, and crossed the road with him, hurry up Walk to the restaurant's parking space.

Qiao Yumian looked very calm. If the car hadn't been able to drive quickly, An Jiayu would never have thought that he was rushing to the hospital right now.After these years of separation, he has become completely different from the sensitive and stubborn young man in An Jiayu's memory, and he seems to have long been used to a life of facing up to changes at any time.

They didn't talk much along the way, Qiao Yumian hurriedly parked the car at the door and jumped off.

The traffic here is heavy, An Jiayu hastily stepped over the center console and moved from the passenger seat to the driver's seat to remove the car.

Unexpectedly, the man turned back just after two steps, and knocked on the cab glass: "You go back first, I will contact you later. My mother..."

"Go quickly. Don't worry about me, don't worry." An Jiayu urged.

He didn't know the condition of Qiao Yumian's mother, so he didn't want to disturb her, and he didn't want to distract Qiao Yumian at this juncture.

not to mention……

An Jiayu licked her numb lips until now, and they have a bright future ahead.

The other party was very trustworthy, saying that he would contact me later, he really initiated a voice call two hours later.

"Hello? Xiao Qiao? Are you okay?" An Jiayu answered the phone anxiously, afraid of hearing bad news.

"It's okay." Qiao Yumian's voice was very calm, "The doctor suggested to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, so it's not a big problem. I won't go to work tomorrow, so I'll be here with her tonight."

"Are you alone? Is there anything I can do for you..." An Jiayu was still worried, because Qiao Yumian was used to hiding things after all.

There was silence in the receiver, and he wasn't sure if he had said something superfluous.

"It's aspiration pneumonia. I probably choked on the soup. It's an old problem." Qiao Yumian suddenly began to explain to him, "Recently, during the season change, some family members of patients in the nursing home brought the flu into the nursing home. The old people have poor immunity. , A large number of people fell ill. Everyone was coughing, and the nurse thought my mother was also flu-like... The night before yesterday, I started to have a high fever and found something wrong, but now I'm fine."

"It's fine..." An Jiayu was a little dazed, he was not ready to hear such a specific description, Qiao Yumian seemed to have cultivated the ability to read minds, and he was able to see his concerns from a short question, "Then , have you brought anything? How do you eat? Otherwise, I will bring it to you tomorrow...By the way, go to see her...Is that okay?"

After she fell ill, An Jiayu hadn't seen her yet.

"...Yes, yes." There was an inaudible laugh from the receiver, but he could still hear Qiao Yumian's helplessness from it.

"If it's inconvenient, I'll come to you after you're done." He hurriedly built a step for each other.

"It's not inconvenient, it's just that she probably can't talk to you, even if she wakes up, she won't talk much." Qiao Yumian explained.

Unsurprisingly, An Jiayu suffered from insomnia.

He knew that the other party had become a demented poor person, but he was still afraid of her instinctively.

In his memory, he only had a brief encounter with this woman, and she seemed to be a healthy person at that time.

But all the memories about her were violent. He remembered Qiao Yumian's inferiority complex and guilt when he mentioned his mother, her sharp questioning on the phone, her terrifying desire to control, and the shocking slap marks and tears she left on Qiao Yumian's skin. A hideous wound in need of stitches.

She gave Qiao Yumian everything, but took away more.

If it wasn't for her, they probably wouldn't have been separated for so many years.

But if it wasn't for her, maybe they wouldn't have had the chance to meet at all.

Although this was not her intention, An Jiayu still thanked and resented her contradictoryly, and at the same time resented fate for being mean to Qiao Yumian.

Before entering the hospital, An Jiayu looked in the mirror in the restroom of KFC next door.

At first glance, it looks decent, but if you look closely, you can tell that you didn't sleep well. I don't know if it's because of the angle of the lighting, and the dark circles under your eyes are extra heavy.

He had consulted a doctor he knew well earlier, and it is best not to choose health products on his own for dementia patients with dementia.

So he held the incubator in his left hand, containing the lunch made by his aunt at home for Qiao Yumian.Holding a large bag of imported snacks in his right hand, it is not suitable for patients, but for the nurses and nurses in the nursing home. Qiao Yumian mentioned that he is always on business trips, and these people have shared a lot for him.

He climbed up the stairs, only to find that someone pushed open the door of the single ward earlier than he did. It was a woman of his mother's age.

"How is it? Are you awake?" The man seemed to be in a hurry, and he opened his mouth to ask without closing the door.

"Awake." Qiao Yumian took her coat, scarf and backpack and hung them on the hanger, obviously familiar.But An Jiayu clearly remembered that he had no relatives...

He didn't communicate well in advance, he didn't want to cause trouble for Qiao Yumian, so he decided to wait outside the door and wait for the guests to leave before going in.

"Oh my sister, I'm not reconciled if you don't scare me twice a year." The woman went to the bed and complained. Meaning, but a little impatient.

"Auntie, sit down." Qiao Yumian moved a chair for her, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"I've eaten. How about you?" The person called Auntie turned around and asked.

"I haven't yet. Don't worry." Qiao Yumian stood beside her holding a chair.

"Why don't you worry, it's almost time. When do you eat?" It seems that the elders are particularly concerned about what time to eat. An Jiayu thought of her father, and every time she called, she would tell him to eat on time. One more thing to add is don't learn from your mother.

"uncertain."

"Oh, you young people really don't pay attention to your body." She patted Qiao Yumian's arm affectionately, "Everyone stays up late every day, doesn't feel like sleeping well, doesn't eat well, and doesn't have holidays, I started losing a lot of hair when I was in my twenties! We parents are impatient with persuasion, huh?"

"No." Qiao Yumian was still hiding, but when she heard this sentence, she let her hold her hand.

The aunt looked up and asked, "How long has it been since you saw Beibei?"

"I saw it when I came back from a business trip, and I sent the things I brought you to her school."

"She hasn't been to your company recently?"

"No, it seems to be rushing to catch up on the experiment report." Qiao Yumian replied honestly.

"Yeah, me too. I see her once or twice a month. Alas, I'm so sad. You said that you are young and starting a career, and we are not against it, but after two years of dating, shouldn't it be time to talk about marriage? Even if you don't want to It’s okay to hold a wedding, get a certificate, and have a formal meal. When you get married, you want to study for a Ph. D., do a postdoctorate, or do scientific research. I'm always thinking about it and can't let go..."

"Whether you get married or not is actually just a piece of paper, it doesn't matter so much if you have feelings..." Qiao Yumian comforted her.

"What's the difference? It's only been a few months, and I've already attended two junior weddings this year. Oh, I just love to cry, crying worse than other people's parents. I sat there thinking, when can I see Beibei wear Wedding dress, I didn’t hold a wedding back then, it’s a pity. At that time, all the weddings will use your Kenyan roses! They are big and fragrant! Table flowers, flower arches, flower dessert tables..."

Women of this age are prone to chatter when they open their mouths.

Snacks seem to bring too much.

An Jiayu's fingers hurt from being strangled by the handle of the plastic bag.

He listened to the parents in the ward in a daze, a little bit overwhelmed, and his mind was in a daze for a while.

who is beibei

So he already has a fiancée... Then why last night...

That's right, the question he asked was interrupted before Qiao Yumian could answer it.

Maybe that kiss was just sorry?Is it reluctance?Is it sympathy?Is it unplanned?

In fact, just ask clearly, open the door and go in, say hello generously, and then take a step to talk.

But he flinched just before touching the doorknob.

He wasn't ready to be rejected again... At least, at least don't reject him in person... What's more, the person sitting inside might be Qiao Yumian's future mother-in-law...

An Jiayu slowly leaned the bag and thermos against the wall of the door, tried not to make a sound, left there quietly, and then sent a message to Qiao Yumian.

——I have a temporary arrangement, and I will go to see my aunt another day.

— Well, you are busy.

It took a while for Qiao Yumian to reply.

An Jiayu stood in front of the bathroom sink filled with the smell of disinfectant and splashed cold water on his face, trying to wake up his messy mind.

He told himself that everything was still inconclusive, and it was still in his own guesswork, so it wouldn't hurt to ask a question.

He walked out of the bathroom, stood at the corner of the corridor, took out his mobile phone, and solemnly typed a sentence: Do you have a girlfriend now?

"Sorry." Someone walked past him and accidentally touched his shoulder.

Han Zhuoyi has always been the type who is not very juicy since he was a child, and he looks much more mature than his peers, but it is said that this kind of appearance is anti-aging, and it may not change much until the age of 40 or [-]. Now it seems to be true, An Jiayu recognizes it at a glance out of her.

The girl didn't seem to wake up, yawned all over the place, walked to the door of the half-covered ward, stumbled over the plastic bag, and almost fell.

She didn't care, Qiao Yumian happened to greet him, the corridor was unusually quiet, An Jiayu was a little far away, and couldn't hear what he said in a low voice.

"I haven't slept for two days, I'm sleepy." The girl's voice was high-frequency, but it was clear.She tilted her head and shouted behind Qiao Yumian, "Mom, give me the key, I'll go home and sleep for a while."

Qiao Yumian noticed the bag and thermos at her feet, bent down to pick it up, and asked in surprise, "You brought it?"

"Huh? No. I still wonder why you put things here, and I almost tripped just now." Han Zhuoyi looked around with him, "Who's here?"

An Jiayu quickly retracted half of her protruding face.

At this moment, he almost thought that he had returned to that summer night six years ago. At that time, he had no mental preparations, and it was too late to hide his embarrassment.

He stood there blankly for a while, and then deleted the question that he didn't have time to post as he went downstairs.

It turned out that she was "Babe".

An Jiayu was disheartened, but at the same time relieved.

So for so many years, when Qiao Yumian needed help the most, there were people by his side.

So they cultivated to a positive result.

So An Jiayu was not Qiao Yumian's ending at all.

The author says:

This is just a small misunderstanding, which will be cleared up soon.

(Put down your knives and have something to say... this week will be updated! It will still be updated five times in a row!)