The wallpaper on the phone's lock screen is not a picture of a real person, nor is it a landscape picture.
But it is a brush painting.
In the vast white world, a small courtyard stands proudly in the center. Next to the wall, a few simple strokes outline a proud red plum blossom, and under the plum blossom is a picture of a man and a woman embracing each other.
"Tick." Tears as big as beans fell on the screen.
Jiang Ziyi recognized at a glance that this painting was the courtyard where Shu Yan used to live, and the man and woman in the painting were exactly her and Shu Yan at that time.
Jiang Ziyi raised her head, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, sorted out her emotions, and waited quietly outside the ICU door for Ji Fangling's arrival.
After a while, Ji Fangling arrived at the hospital and quickly found the ICU ward according to the location Jiang Ziyi had told her.
When she saw Ji Shuyan lying safely inside through the glass, heartache unconsciously appeared in her eyes.
Jiang Ziyi originally thought that Ji Fangling would lose her temper because of Ji Shuyan's injury, but she didn't expect that the moment Ji Fangling saw her, she rushed to her, felt her all over, and asked worriedly: "My daughter, you are not injured, are you? If you have any problems, you must tell the doctor immediately!"
This made Jiang Ziyi a little stunned. She forced herself to smile and said, "Auntie, I'm fine, but Shu Yan..."
Ji Fangling sighed, "I know everything you just told me on the phone. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."
"But..." Jiang Ziyi wanted to say something else, but Ji Fangling interrupted her directly.
"Shu Yan was willing to sacrifice his life for you. It was his own choice. The moment he was willing to block the knife, I believe he must have done something he thought was worthwhile. So don't take these mistakes on yourself. The one who is truly wrong is the one who held the knife and wanted to harm others."
Jiang Ziyi could sense from Ji Fangling's emotions that she was worried about Ji Shuyan, but she also felt that Ji Fangling cared about her as well.
For her, who has been without a mother since childhood, this is undoubtedly a very precious feeling.
Jiang Ziyi held back her tears and nodded.
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