Bi Yue first ran out of the ward, then slowed down, her heels tapping on the concrete floor as she walked quickly, until she turned the corner and started running again.
She has no talent, she is too embarrassed to continue acting, it's so shameful!
The person who was being yelled at wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere and smooth things over, but ended up having his letter torn up.
She clearly hadn't seen it wrong; her name was written on the letter. Even if it was a misunderstanding, a duplicate name, couldn't she explain it properly? Besides, she had a hunch it was hers, and she still felt that way. But that person snatched it and tore it up...
She was calculating, calculating how she had asked for help but was yelled at to "shut up", calculating how she had tried her best to save the situation but Chu Yifeng refused to cooperate.
The word "self-esteem" was vague before, but now it was infinitely magnified in her eyes, embarrassing, shameful, and humiliating.
Bi Yue stopped at the platforms on the first and second floors.
She turned her back to the stairs and looked out the window.
As for what the scenery outside the window was like or how many trees there were, her eyes were blurred with tears and she couldn't see clearly. She just wanted to cry for two minutes slowly, and didn't want anyone to see.
…
Who is that? His shoulders are shaking...
Junhui stood at the stairs with his arm in a splint, looking at Bi Yue's back.
Trembling... It was a strange intuition. He couldn't see Bi Yue's face, but from that lonely back, Jun Hui knew she wasn't laughing or crying, but was silent, silently trying to ease and swallow the grievances she had suffered...
Junhui glanced at the men's restroom at the end of the corridor, then looked at Bi Yue's back, slipped on his cotton shoes, walked lightly, and went upstairs.
He stood behind Bi Yue and patted the shoulder of the crying girl holding the aluminum basin. His uninjured left hand reached into his trouser pocket to grab some toilet paper. He happened to be going to the bathroom and wanted to hand it to Bi Yue to wipe her tears, but he didn't expect...
Bi Yue was patted on the shoulder and was stunned. When she turned around, she was so scared that she screamed "Oh my God" and the aluminum basin fell to the ground. She was so scared that she squatted on the ground, her legs going weak from fear.
Bi Yue didn't care that her tears were still falling to the ground. Her immediate reaction after being frightened was: her grandmother had taught her that she should pat the ground with her right palm and talk to the land god to call back the soul.
Junhui...
He awkwardly held the toilet paper in front of Bi Yue, not knowing whether to dodge or not. Looking at Bi Yue's small palms slapping on the concrete floor, Junhui pursed his lips, his eyes a little helpless and innocent.
Just now, when he told his brothers who were still awake that he was going to the toilet to smoke a cigarette, the platoon leader jokingly said:
"Look at you, your head is covered with nothing but a pair of eyes and a mouth. Don't wander around aimlessly. Go to the pediatric department next door, or you'll scare the children and their families!"
The little kid wasn't scared, but an older girl was.
Seeing Bi Yue recover, Jun Hui said, "Are you okay? Sorry!"
"I'm sorry..."
Bi Yue and Jun Hui said in unison. Bi Yue held the empty basin under her armpit and patted her chest with one hand. She remembered who it was from the sound.
"What are you thinking about so intently? Why are you scared by me?" Junhui, whose entire head was covered, smiled.
If he were to reveal himself now, his expression would still be the same cynical one he had in the backyard of the People's Hospital.
Bi Yue lowered her head and sniffed a little embarrassedly. When she looked up again, she said it again with an apologetic expression and a smile:
"I didn't recognize you at all. You suddenly acted like this and scared me. Seriously, if it had been a little later and the hospital a little quieter, I would have been seriously frightened!"
Then he glanced at Junhui's arm and asked, "Why are you here? Don't you live on the first floor?"
"Well, I see you here! What's going on? Who's in the hospital here? Did you run into any trouble? Your face is twitching like this!"
Bi Yue shook her head in amusement and walked slowly to the first floor with Jun Hui: "Well, I came to see a friend I know. He brought me some soup, but it spilled and it scalded me to tears."
Lying, what a poor excuse.
Jun Hui didn't intend to embarrass Bi Yue by asking any more questions. He stood in the lobby on the first floor and discussed with Bi Yue in a very familiar tone:
"We're friends now, right? Next time, don't be partial and give me some soup too. My mouth is almost dry!"
Bi Yue smiled and waved to Jun Hui, and she agreed: "Okay!"
The girl took big strides and left the hospital despite the heavy snow falling outside. She stood at the hospital door, waving her hands to hail a taxi.
Junhui stood in front of the window in the hall, looking at Bi Yue's back, without moving.
…
In Ward 204 upstairs in the hospital, Xia Hailan stood in front of Chu Yifeng's bed. She glanced awkwardly at the wheelchair that was pushed to the ground and didn't dare to speak first.
Chu Yifeng took a deep breath and rubbed his cheeks up and down with his hands.
He wanted to calm himself down, and when he looked at Xia Hailan, he immediately noticed the thermos bucket she was carrying.
Chu Yifeng raised his eyelids and glanced at Xia Hailan's face. At the same time, he pointed his finger at the insulated rice bucket on the coffee table and said in an extremely cold voice: "Pour it there."
…
Who was that person who just went out?
Xia Hailan felt that she didn't need to lie to herself about whether she was a sister or not. There weren't so many sisters that appeared out of nowhere. Just look at Chu Yifeng's current attitude and you will know that in Brother Chu's heart, that girl is a woman!
The 1.72-meter-tall girl in a dark purple coat did as she was told, turned around silently, unscrewed the thermos, and slowly poured the pig's trotter soup that made her heart ache into it.
Her heart seemed to be blocked by something, and she had a breath that could neither go up nor down. If it were someone else, would she pour the soup? She would throw it out the window!
She forced herself to hold back. Chu Yifeng was not someone else. If she dared to do that, she would be labeled as a "user with whom we refuse to interact" by Chu Yifeng unless she wanted to never see him again.
What made Xia Hailan feel suffocated the most was not the crappy pork trotter soup, but that girl, and Chu Yifeng's current attitude after that girl left!
Xia Hailan turned her back to Chu Yifeng, feeling utterly awful. But it only took her a minute to calm down. She even thought: When she turned around later, she would pretend she hadn't noticed anything, and persuade herself to continue chatting and laughing. It would be best if she could talk to Chu Yifeng about his downturn tonight and tell him what was in her heart. Then, her sulking wouldn't be in vain!
As long as Xia Hailan puts her heart into it, she is capable of everything. What can't she do?!
Just as she closed the insulated lunch box, Chu Yifeng gave her hope and spoke again, "Hai Lan."
Xia Hailan pretended to be calm, looked back with a smile in her eyes and said:
"Hmm? You want to drink it now? It doesn't seem hot anymore. My portion is hot, but..."
"I'm in a terrible mood."
Xia Hailan's heart skipped a beat.
"Or, Brother Chu, you..."
Chu Yifeng calmly interrupted, "You leave first. I want to be alone. That's it." (To be continued.)
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