Wu Xin came out of the dressing room with Xie Wan standing next to him.
This dramatic scene made Qiuhua stunned at first, and then his heart started beating violently.
One of his hands was injured and had a cast on it hanging in front of his chest. The moment he saw Qiuhua, he unconsciously wanted to hide his hand behind his back.
"You recognize..."
Before Xie Wan could finish her question, Wu Xin stepped forward, took Qiu Hua's hand, and said, "Why are you here?"
The joy, happiness and excitement that appeared on his cold and indifferent face made Xie Wan feel as if she had seen a ghost.
Wu Xin suddenly scanned Qiu Hua carefully from head to toe and asked, "Why are you in the hospital? What's wrong? Are you injured?"
From excitement to worry, from joy to seriousness, Xie Wan had never seen so many expressions on his face in all the time they had been classmates.
It’s obviously you who’s hurt! She rolled her eyes and almost went crazy.
"It's obviously you who was hurt!" Qiuhua said what was in Xie Wan's heart. She shuddered and realized that she couldn't keep nagging about it in her heart.
Qiuhua pulled her hand back, but Wu Xin held it tightly. The more she tried to escape, the harder he held her.
"What's wrong? Are you angry?"
His Adam's apple rolled, his voice was low and doting, with a hint of tail wagging and begging.
"Why am I angry? Not angry."
"Then why don't you look up at me."
"...Let go, there are too many people here..."
"No, there's no one here."
…
You are such a jerk, Wu Xin! You think I am not a human being?
"Ahem!" Xie Wan couldn't hold it in any longer. Not only did she feed him dog food, but he also cursed at her.
“…There’s someone here…I…”
As she spoke, a sour taste rose in her heart.
"I'm fine, you can go back." Wu Xin then remembered that there was someone next to him.
"No, you got this injury for me. I won't leave."
“…”
In fact, Qiu Hua had noticed Xie Wan a long time ago. Tall and fit, she shone like a light, impossible to ignore.
"What's wrong with your hand?" Qiuhua gave up struggling and let him hold her hand.
"His hand..."
Xie Wan was interrupted before she could finish her words.
"Do you want to know?" Qiuhua shrank her neck unconsciously when she heard him speak. Why did this man look more and more like... a wolf staring at her.
Wu Xinsong opened her hand and bent down to pick up her thermos, hiding her hands behind her back.
"If you want to know, give me the thermos."
"No!" Qiuhua said stubbornly, looking up, "You only have one hand."
Wu Xin showed a wicked smile on his face, and his hand went around Qiuhua's back, suddenly tightening.
"you!"
"I can hold you with one hand!"
“Let go!!”
“No!”
Qiuhua looked around nervously, fortunately there was no one in the corridor.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you carry the thermos, just let go first!"
Qiuhua was finally defeated and prayed for help.
Xie Wan had left the hospital at some point. She trudged to the hospital entrance, the sun blazing outside. She pedaled the bike with her left foot, then fell on it with her right foot. As soon as her buttocks touched the seat, it burned her and she fell off again.
“It’s so hot!”
She raged at the cushion, but it didn't react at all.
Angry, sad, helpless, convinced in heart but not in words, tears flowed out.
She wiped away the tears in a fit of anger, but they kept flowing out and could not be wiped away.
"Why are you crying? You're so useless! See? I don't care about you at all!"
It turns out that the cheerfulness just now was just the final unwillingness.
After a long time, when her tears gradually dried up, she took two deep breaths before riding her bike away.
There is a small courtyard outside the hospital, in which a boxwood tree is surrounded by gravel. This is the ancestor of trees and it is said that the age of the tree can be traced back to the feudal era.
When the hospitalized people feel bored, they sit under a tree and chat for a while. If they are alone, they just sit there and watch people coming and going outside to kill time.
But it was the hottest time of the day, and no one in their right mind would sit outside.
But people say that people in love are fools, and that’s absolutely true.
"Tell me, what's wrong with your hand?"
Qiuhua looked into Wu Xin's eyes, which were clear and deep, simple and seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"It's been so long since we last met, and I haven't received any letters from you. Don't you miss me?"
Wu Xin looked back at her eagerly, a wave of pity rushing to his head again.
This cunning fox!
Just now it was a wolf, now it’s a fox.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
A little hot wind blew over, the boxwood branches swayed gently, and the shadows of the round and small leaves were cast on Qiuhua's face.
As the shadow floated across her face, Wu Xin's throat rolled. Even hotter than the day was the warm current coming from his abdomen.
One hand can hold this face that is engraved in his heart and imprinted in his mind.
However, he just cautiously hooked her little finger.
"I started writing to you as soon as I arrived at school this semester, one letter a week, without fail."
Qiuhua was surprised that she had not received any letter.
Wu Xin smiled bitterly and said, "You didn't receive any of them, right?"
Ever since Wu Xin saved Xie Wan last time, that man has been holding a grudge against him. Whenever Wu Xin puts a letter into the mailbox, he will pry it open and take the letter away.
At first he didn't receive a reply and thought Qiuhua hadn't gotten over the last incident, so he continued writing.
Until the holiday, all the letters fell into oblivion, and Wu Xin realized something was wrong.
He believed Qiuhua. She was not someone who would indulge in self-pity and dwell in darkness for a long time.
Finally, he caught the man who was prying open the mailbox, and during the dispute, the man broke Wu Xin's hand with an iron bar.
"So you won't come to see me even if you have a day off?"
Qiuhua glanced at his arm, then looked away. In the scorching heat, the backs of the two fools were drenched in sweat.
"I don't want you to worry. I don't know how sad you must be seeing me like this."
When Wu Xin said this, he beat his chest and sniffed like a scoundrel.
I thought Qiuhua would retort him with disgust, but she sighed softly and said, "You only think about how sad I would be if I saw you hurt, but have you ever thought about how uneasy I would be if you weren't around?
Since we already have a mutual understanding, whether it is good or bad, it will tie us together.
If I can only enjoy your good but cannot bear your bad, tell me, are we still on the same path together?"
Wu Xin looked at Qiu Hua, who spoke every word seriously. His heart was beating fast and he couldn't take his eyes off her for a long time.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qiu Hua asked again: "I said so much, did you hear it?"
He nodded stupidly and said slowly, "Say that again!"
"What? Which one?"
"That line, 'We've long been in sync with each other'!"
After hearing this, Qiuhua's face was covered with red clouds but she was no longer embarrassed. There was only one person reflected in her big eyes.
"I still have something to say." Qiu Hua paused and said, "Your classmate's feelings are written all over her face. Talk to her nicely, don't be so blunt."
Wu Xin scratched his head and said in a worried tone, "This is too difficult!"
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