When Ji Ling left in the afternoon, Ji Yong still went to the train station with his son.

When the train started, Zhu Weidong reminded Ji Ling to look out the window. Only then did Ji Ling see Zheng Shi and Qian Xiangqian running along with the train, waving in her direction.

Ji Ling's nose turned red, but she couldn't help crying.

Or maybe she is not as strong as she thinks. Perhaps the original owner's consciousness is still in her body. From last night until now, she has been facing everyone very strongly and smiling at everyone.

She thought she didn't care, but when she saw Zheng Shi and Qian Xiangqian running after the train, she was still moved.

It turned out that she had already accepted her new identity and new life without realizing it.

These two good friends who had surrounded her since she came here warmed her heart time and time again when her heart was cold.

The figures of the two people outside the window were getting smaller and smaller. I didn't know one of them fell down and then tripped the other.

She could vaguely see the two of them rolling on the ground, and Ji Ling couldn't help laughing out loud again.

"You're crying and laughing at the same time, you little fool." Zhu Weidong hugged him in his arms, "Let them go over and play during summer vacation."

Ji Ling leaned in Zhu Weidong's arms and nodded. In this familiar yet unfamiliar era, she also had someone she cared about.

Zhu Weidong did not let his wife stand for too long. He first spread a blanket on the berth, helped her up, and then took out another blanket to cover her body.

"I just bought these, but I haven't washed them yet. I'll just cover them up for now."

Ji Ling's eyes fell on his face. A good-looking man is pleasing to the eye and can make people feel good, especially when this man seems cold but is gentle and considerate when facing you.

"What are you looking at?" Zhu Weidong sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at her with a smile.

"How do you know I have mysophobia?" Although I have this habit, it is not very serious.

"When we lived upstairs, I noticed that you changed your bed sheets." Zhu Weidong said, "You never put your coats randomly, you always roll them up and hang them up, and they won't touch other people's clothes."

He thought for a moment, "Every time you eat, the bowls and chopsticks are clean, and you also rinse them with water."

Ji Ling's eyes widened, "You found out all this?"

"If you put your heart into it, you don't need to find out."

Ji Ling: Oh boy, the sweet talk is back again.

But no woman can resist the love of such a handsome man.

Ji Ling lay on her side. She had many wounds on her right leg, so she lay on her side more during the past few days to rest.

I could hear the sound of a running train and Zhu Weidong's cello-like voice, and I fell asleep unknowingly.

Zhu Weidong coaxed the person to sleep, gently pulled the blanket up again, and then went back to sit on his own bed opposite. Only then did his brows slowly frown and he looked out the window with a pair of cold eyes.

After Ji Yong sent his daughter away, he felt empty inside.

Zheng Shi and Qian Xiangqian limped over covered in mud, "Uncle Ji, is Xiaoling okay?"

Last night, he and Qian Xiangqian were going to Ji's house, but were stopped by their family, who told them to come together on New Year's Day. However, when they arrived at Ji's house this morning, they found out that something had happened. When they arrived at the hospital and heard that Ji Ling had passed away, Zheng Shi and Qian Xiangqian rushed to the train station, but they were still too late and did not see Xiaoling for the last time.

Then I found out what happened on the way.

But what Xu Fang did last night was a family scandal, so Ji Yong didn’t say anything.

After hearing this, Zheng Shi muttered, "San Biao is so heartless. He didn't have to rush to leave even if he was injured. He is like water spilled after marriage. He doesn't like to stay at his parents' home for more than a day."

Qian Xiangqian noticed that Ji Yong looked unhappy, and kicked him in the car, "Little Ji has something serious to do, you think it's like you."

"Yes, yes, I'm the only one who has nothing to do. And you should exercise more when you have nothing to do. You fall down after running a few steps, and you've made my clothes dirty."

Qian Xiangqian said nothing.

When they returned to the hospital, the Zheng and Qian couples were there. They were also concerned about what was going on. Zheng's father also suggested that he and Ji Jianhua go to the Public Security Bureau to inquire about the situation.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Zhu family in the capital was not very good.

Zhu Weidong was in a hurry to come back. He didn't want his family to buy tickets for him. He planned to buy the tickets himself and get on the train. But things suddenly changed. His wife was injured and couldn't get on the train. He could only call his father and ask him to find someone to make two tickets for him to get out of bed.

Those who were originally planning to stay until school started returned on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The Zhu family was originally puzzled, and Zhu Weidong had no intention of hiding anything, so he told them about what happened in the Ji family.

Zhu Chuang answered the phone and when he heard what happened, his voice got louder. "Nonsense! How can there be such biased parents? Pack up your things and bring Xiaoling back immediately."

After hanging up the phone angrily, Zhu Chuang turned around and told his wife about the Ji family's affairs. Except for the four children who went out to play, Grandma Zhu and Zhu's father were there, and they frowned when they heard about this.

Mrs. Zhu's character prevented her from talking about others behind their backs. "Xiaoling didn't use anesthesia to treat her wound, so she doesn't know how painful it is. Siya, see if there is any way to relieve the pain. When Weidong picks up the ticket, tell her."

"You can use ice. I'll ask someone to help me on the train and freeze a few ice packs outside. Let Weidong apply them to Xiaoling's wound first. This will also relieve the pain."

"See if they can provide a little more care on the train side. Don't let anyone in the soft sleeper berth. Let the young couple stay in one room so Xiaoling can have a good rest." Zhu's father added.

"It's best to eat light food. The first few days after the wound is treated are the most critical. Eat more fruits and vegetables, and ask Weidong to prepare more as well." Old Mrs. Zhu reminded.

Zhu Chuang wrote down everything and made a call, so Ji Ling had a very comfortable time on the train for the past three days.

She also said to Zhu Weidong, "There aren't many people on the train during the New Year, which is good. Otherwise, I'd be afraid of the noise."

Zhu Weidong asked, "Does the wound still hurt a lot these days?"

"Hey, you just asked a while ago." Ji Ling sat up, "It didn't hurt much yesterday, just a little itchy, maybe the wound is healing."

Zhu Weidong said, "Then don't scratch it. I'll use an ice pack to apply some pressure on you, and it will help."

"I can do it myself." Ji Ling was reluctant, "Your hands have been frozen these days."

The ice packs were made by filling hot water bags with water and freezing them outside, and then bringing them into the carriage. Ji Ling didn't know how Zhu Weidong asked the flight attendant for help, so that there were always ice packs available.

(End of this chapter)