I was pulled into the draft to save me and made my debut

Wen Xuan, Xiao Zhao, and Pei Fengjun left the hospital together. The chartered car prepared by the company for their travel has been waiting outside the door for the past two days, preparing to return.

In the car, Xiao Zhao could feel that Wen Xuan, who was sitting next to him, was always in a state of wandering soul, and he was not in a good mood.When Xiao Zhao hesitated to speak, Pei Fengjun spoke out first: "Little cutie, don't be unhappy. Although I didn't get to see Dr. Yang, it's not a waste of time."

Wen Xuan raised his delicate face and looked at Pei Fengjun, showing a beautiful smile, "Yeah", and then leaned his back on the sofa again, as if lazy, the drooping head made it impossible to see the look in his eyes shadow.

After returning to the hotel, Wen Xuan reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of lunch.Xiao Zhao looked at him with his chin in one hand, and looked like he was not interested in the food that usually excites him the most, and asked in a low voice, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Pei Fengjun also stopped eating and looked over worriedly.

"No, maybe I didn't sleep well last night. I'm a little tired. I want to go to sleep for a while. You guys continue to eat. I'm not hungry now." Wen Xuan put the fork shaking in his hand back on the plate , really looks a bit haggard.

"Then go and rest, look at you are tired, your face has lost a lot of weight." Pei Fengjuan asked Wen Xuan to go back to the room to rest as soon as he heard Wen Xuan said that he was tired.

"I'll take you up." After Xiao Zhao finished speaking, he got up and followed Wen Xuan, quietly following without saying anything.It was only when he reached the door of Wen Xuan's room that Wen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Xiao Zhao: "Brother Xiao, I will sleep in my room in the afternoon, so you don't have to call me for dinner, I will eat by myself when I wake up." .I might have to sleep for a while."

Xiao Zhao didn't respond, just lowered his head slightly and looked at Wen Xuan who was leaning on the door, until Wen Xuan was a little panicked by him, then he heard him say: "I will tell them not to disturb you in the afternoon, if you want Just do whatever you want, I'm sure you know what you're doing. Be safe."

Wen Xuan raised his head in astonishment, and yelled, "Brother Xiao..."

"You came out of the hospital in a bad mood. I just heard you say that you don't need to call you for dinner. I'm more convinced. You have your own arrangements in the afternoon, but don't come back too late."

"Okay, don't worry, Brother Xiao."

After Wen Xuan and Xiao Zhao made a promise, they returned to the room and stayed for a while, until they heard the voice of Pei Fengjun and Xiao Zhao talking in the corridor outside, and after they returned to the room, Wen Xuan went out.And his destination was still the private hospital in the morning.

After getting off the taxi and standing in front of the hospital gate again, Wen Xuan felt as if he had passed away. It was clearly midsummer, but Wen Xuan shivered from his body, and his heart fell and rose again at a high speed.

Wen Xuan entered the hospital, and based on the impression he had just passed in the morning, he found the building where Dr. Yang's office was located.It stands to reason that non-medical staff and patients who have made an appointment in advance are not allowed to enter the doctor's office at will.But the nurse at the front desk was deeply impressed by Wen Xuan's stunningly beautiful face, and Wen Xuan told her that she had left something in the morning and needed to come back to get it.The little nurse was also busy and let Wen Xuan in. She even forgot that Dr. Yang came early in the morning, but told her to tell the young visitors about her illness today, and also forgot that Dr. Yang came back after they left. .

Walking alone in the silent corridor, Wen Xuan felt a little uneasy and scared.He stood still in front of Wallis Yang's office door, he could hear his own heartbeat, knocked lightly on the door, and a gentle, honest yet powerful female voice came from inside:

"Please come in."

Yang Zhiran was analyzing today's case at his desk and writing notes at his desk. It stands to reason that today's patients have already visited.Including that most special guest.But she wasn't too surprised. As an ophthalmologist in City H, there are still quite a few people coming and going.

But the moment she turned her head, she felt that the blood in her whole body was flowing backwards and then coagulated.

The boy in a white shirt and black trousers stood alone at the entrance of the office.The teenager is wearing a black mask, because the face is only the size of a palm, the mask covers most of it, the hairstyle is not sprayed with any hair gel, it is just natural and fluffy, with a French-style lazy feeling, the eyes are beautiful, long and curly Her eyelashes covered the deeper emotions in her eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly from a distance.Maybe it's because of the redness that nourishes people, or because he has gained more recognition and a sense of security, which washed away the last fragility and inferiority complex on his body, and blended humility and arrogance into him.

The pen in Yang Zhiran's hand fell on the table, and the small but crisp sound brought her back to her senses.She stood up helplessly, and tears welled up in her eyes the next second.

"Xiao Xuan" Her voice was choked with sobs.

The moment Wen Xuan saw her, he was blank and had no extra emotions.He thought, why do I have to ask for an answer?Does it really make sense to me?

"So you still remember me."

Wen Xuan thought, when was the last time he said such a mean thing?Oh, it doesn't seem like it's been a long time, but the last time I ate at Wen's house, I and Wen Ding "spoke wild words" and became unfilial sons of white-eyed wolves.Curious, why can I always dedicate my meanest words to those closest to me by blood?Why in this world is there really a family relationship that can be so indifferent?

"Xiao Xuan, I..." Yang Zhiran broke down in tears: "I have always missed you."

Wen Xuan still swallowed the harsher words. He actually thought these words were ridiculously ridiculous. It turns out that there is a way of missing that can be ignored for so many years.

"I know I'm not qualified to say this to you. I'm the most unqualified mother. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yang Zhiran had already lowered his head, wanting to bow to Wen Xuan.

"Don't apologize to me, and don't bow. I can't bear it and I don't want to. If you want to make your guilty heart feel better in this way, you don't have to."

Yang Zhiran still knew her own son, he was smart and sensitive since he was a child, and he was kind and straightforward.Yang Zhiran froze there, tears still flowing, Wen Xuan felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

"So you didn't go abroad, but you have been in China all the time?"

Yang Zhiran stopped his tears a little bit, but his voice was hoarse and choked: "I went abroad to study for a Ph. D., and then settled down in City H."

"Have you been following me? Or did you only know about it after I joined the show?" Wen Xuan's voice was calm, but it forced Yang Zhiran to tear open his heart and see the other side that he least wanted to face.

"I'm sorry." Yang Zhiran apologized to him again: "I didn't know until you became popular on the Internet. It's my fault. I didn't, I didn't ask how your life is."

Maybe Yang Zhiran loves him.After she and Wen Ding divorced because of a broken relationship, and because she was obviously talented in the original hospital work, she was oppressed and stumbling. She was determined to change and went to a top international university to finish her doctorate in medicine. He has made great achievements in his career by cooperating with his laboratory.She would think of her son in the dead of night or when she dreamed back in the middle of the night, but gradually she felt that the meeting was not so important to her, and she didn't dare to think about whether Wen Xuan was doing well.She told herself that maybe Wen Xuan had forgotten her a long time ago, how old was he when she left.A certain cowardice and luck hidden in human nature surpassed her love for her son.

But it's impossible for Yang Zhiran not to love warmth.A group of artistic photos that Wen Xuan took when she was a child was framed by her and accompanied her across the ocean; she combined the things she had experienced with technology to make up the most touching stories, and even wrote them word by word with pen and paper After Wen Xuan's campus bullying incident was exposed on the Internet, she was heartbroken.

But she also clearly knew that no matter how she tried to explain and prove it at this time, she would be powerless. She just forcibly missed the most critical years of her son's life and let him grow like a weed in the wind and rain.

"Xiao Xuan, you don't know how happy I am that people from the research institute contacted me and said that you want to come to see me. But I dare not see you. I know that my fault has already been made, and not seeing you may be the best way. You, you know it's me, don't you? You want to come and see me, right?" Yang Zhiran's cry was filled with a sad request.

"I felt familiar when I saw your manuscript, and my photo accidentally fell out of your cabinet. Although it was during the performance, it was enough for me to connect." Wen Xuan explained lightly, with a low voice: "Besides, Although there is no way to find your name on the Internet, and your name tags in the hospital are all in English. But, Wallis is in a foreign land."