She spoke again, her soft and waxy voice hoarse and weak: "You have a good rest, the operation will be successful."

Without saying anything more, Xiao Xi just waited for Wen Xue to come back.

Yan Qin's sunken, tired eyes looked at her, but suddenly he didn't say a word.

The ward was so quiet, with only the sunlight shining slantingly through the glass window and falling on the ground and Xiao Xi's body.

Wen Xue didn't come back until about ten minutes later. When she came in, there was a sense of desertion that made her shiver.

She smiled and had no choice but to take the initiative and said to Yan Qin: "Brother Yan, eat some cherries."

Yan Qin shook his head. In fact, he was not very willing to talk. When he spoke, his whole body hurt. The pain was very uncomfortable.

He used to be such a noisy person, but now he is like this, and he doesn't like it either.

For a moment, even Wen Xue didn't know what to say.

After a while, Wen Xue had no choice but to say goodbye to Yan Qin: "Brother Yan, I will be in Ancheng during this period. I will come back to see you in two days. Please take care of yourself."

"Thank you." Yan Qin said goodbye to her.

Wen Xue pulled Xiao Xi away.

After a brief meeting, they parted again.

Yan Qin watched them leave, his eyes falling on Xiao Xi's thin and petite back until the door closed.

He hasn't seen her for a long time.

The corridor is still quiet, like a huge uninhabited fortress, hiding the hollows and darkness where overgrowth grows, drowning one life after another.

This is the intensive care unit. Here, there is no vitality or vitality, only the withering of life.

After leaving the building, the sun shone on them.

Xiao Xi couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears. She squatted down, covered her face and cried.

All she could think about was Yan Qin lying on the hospital bed with an infusion tube inserted, which was completely different from the Yan Qin before.

Wen Xue also squatted down and patted her shoulder: "Xiao Xi..."

The wind and grass are moving, the sun is silent, and there is only the sound of a girl crying on the empty ground, which seems to penetrate life and death.

Xiao Xi cried with tears all over her face, and Wen Xue's eyes were also red and full of tears.

She knew the paleness of language. At this moment, she didn't know what to say to Xiao Xi, so she stayed with Xiao Xi quietly. Maybe...crying would make her feel better.

Wen Xue returned to Wen's house in the evening.

She looked very depressed, sad, and unhappy. Only when she saw her family did she feel a little better.

Holding Jiang Xiao, Wen Xue buried her head in his arms for a long time.

When Wen Lu came over, Wen Xue ran to the balcony and whispered to Wen Lu for a long time. Naturally, it was all during the day.

Wen Lu has already inquired that Yan Qin's lung condition is very serious, and it is difficult to say the probability of success of the operation.

"Brother, when are you going to see Brother Yan Qin?" Wen Xue asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow, I'll take Yaoyao there tomorrow, he owes us."

"Brother, I really want to go back to the past..." Wen Xue suddenly felt very sad and choked up, "When I was a kid, you, Brother Yan Qin, Brother Nie Dongyu and others took me out to play together. Every time I disobeyed you, you ignored me, right?

Brother Yan Qin coaxed me. You rode the motorcycle without me, but I had to go. It was Brother Yan Qin who held me and sat on his motorcycle. It seemed so far away..."

Wen Lu put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked out the window at the yard silently.

The memory is very far away.
Chapter completed!