Jiang Qiao, nice to meet you.
When Wen Jin said this, suddenly some vague fragments emerged in Jiang Qiao's mind.
It seemed like someone had said this to her a long time ago.
"Me too."
…
Jiang Qiao spent both days of the holiday at the sanatorium with Wen Jin, and even took two days off.
Finally the day of surgery arrived.
Dr. Torf is a middle-aged foreign man. Jiang Qiao has talked to him and knows that he is well prepared for the operation, but there is still a possibility of sequelae.
The weather is nice today. The sun shines on the table by the window, and the succulents are a little wilted.
Jiang Qiao moved the succulents to a cool place.
Wen Jin was going to have a craniotomy, so he shaved his head two days ago, which added a bit of wildness to his cold and decisive face.
As if he noticed Jiang Qiao's gaze, he tilted his head and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and touched his head, which was a little prickly. "I was thinking about where we should go after your surgery. I want to take you to Country F to visit your grandparents."
Wen Jin promised her, "Okay."
At this time, Wen Yan knocked on the door and came in, "...I'm going to the operating room."
Jiang Qiao suddenly hugged Wen Jin, and there was no unusual emotion in his voice. "Don't forget what I said, you promised me."
Wen Jin put his arms around her waist and kissed her ear, "Yeah."
Before entering the operating room, Wen Jin gave Jiang Qiao a brown paper envelope with a heart drawn on it, like... a love letter.
Jiang Qiao slowly opened the envelope and took out the paper inside.
There were crooked words on the paper, with no pattern, but they still looked good. They must have been written when Wen Jin couldn't see clearly.
The letter said:
Jiang Qiao, I don’t know what I can leave in your life, so I want to leave a handwritten letter.
Maybe my operation will not be successful, and there will no longer be a Wen Jin in this world. I don’t know... how long you will remember me.
Wen Nuan once said that when you meet your lover, you should give your whole heart, but her result was not satisfactory. I felt that she was wrong until she met you... Maybe Wen Nuan was right, but she just didn't meet the right person.
I know I haven't given you much, but how do you love someone? When I wrote this letter, I still didn't understand.
However, before I die, I only want to leave this letter to you. I think I love you.
The doctor said that after the surgery is successful, I might lose some of my memory. I don't want to forget you. So, Jiang Qiao... can you please forgive me? I will try my best to remember you.
Finally, if I die, I hope you will remember me for a long time.
Wen Jin.
After reading the letter, Jiang Qiao carefully folded it and put it back into the envelope.
She leaned back in her chair, her eyes wide open, and a tear fell without warning.
She was so scared.
[Ding Dong~ Congratulations to the host for reaching 100% of the strategy value. Soul fragments have been collected successfully. Please choose whether to continue to stay in this world.]
Suddenly, a voice saying mission accomplished appeared in my mind.
Jiang Qiao looked up at the tightly closed operating room and sobbed silently. She didn't know what Wen Jin had experienced in there, and why the conquest was suddenly completed?
【Leave. 】
Five hours later, the operating room door opened.
Jiang Qiao wanted to stand up and ask the doctor, but she stayed where she was and didn't dare to move. She was afraid of the result.
"Ms. Jiang, the operation was successful. We'll have to wait until Mr. Wen wakes up to see what happens next."
The hanging heart finally let go.
fortunately.
…
It was already night, and a dim light was emitted from the empty and long corridor, illuminating the gloomy ground.
In the ward.
Jiang Qiao sat in front of the bed waiting for Wen Jin to wake up, holding his hand tightly. Surrounded by heavy sleepiness, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she crawled to the edge of the bed and fell asleep.
Around four in the morning.
Wen Jin slightly raised his eyelids, felt the heat on his hand and glanced to the side, only to see the girl sleeping peacefully with her brows furrowed, as if there was a monster in her dream.
He didn't forget her.
Jiang Qiao.
…
In the morning, Jiang Qiao was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone.
She took her cell phone and went out to answer the call.
The call was from Yu Yunshu. She went out early and came back late, and even didn't come home last night, but Yu Yunshu still noticed something was wrong.
"Qiao Qiao, has something happened to you recently? You don't go home often and don't go to school." Yu Yunshu said worriedly.
Jiang Qiao rubbed his eyes and said, "No."
"Qiao Qiao, tell me, are you in love? Who is it?"
Jiang Qiao said vaguely, "Mom, I'll explain to you later. Bye."
She hung up the phone and sighed.
He opened the door, walked to the bed and sat down, looking directly into Wen Jin's eyes.
Jiang Qiao asked, "Wen Jin, guess who I am?"
【Host, you are so stupid. 】
The tumor in Wen Jin's brain was removed, and his optic nerve was no longer suppressed. He looked at her with a smile, "Jiang Qiao... I can finally see you clearly again."
His voice is low and hoarse, which makes people feel tempted and seductive.
Their eyes met tenderly, and Jiang Qiao laughed out loud, "Wen Jin, get well soon, and I'll take you home to meet your parents."
"good."
…
Wen Jin's operation was successful and he just needed to recover. Jiang Qiao came to accompany him from time to time, but he still had to go back to school.
Su Yunli didn't know what was going on, but he always looked at her with guilt in his eyes.
Jiang Qiao asked her, "What's wrong with you? What did you do?"
Su Yunli lowered his head, "If...if I said my brother wanted to pursue you, what would you do?"
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