Chapter 16

The first ray of sunlight into the ward, ye Qingxin slowly wake up.

The head injury is basically no pain, after today, should be able to discharge.

Sitting up, there was no Jing Boyuan in the room. Thinking of yesterday's embarrassment, she relaxed. Fortunately, he was not there, otherwise she didn't know how to face him.

Get up and go into the bathroom.

When I brush my teeth, I see the light yellow cartoon underpants hanging on the clothes hanger through the mirror. I think that after hanging all night, the room has enough heating. Should it be dry?

As she was about to take back her eyes, she stopped brushing her teeth, and then her cheeks were flushed.

The underpants are hanging there. Didn't jingboyuan see them when he went into the bathroom to wash last night?

Longevity! Such a private thing is exposed in front of a man who is not familiar with it. Ye Qingxin is not good at all.

After washing, the first thing she did was to put her underwear in the bag.

She asked Aunt Zhang to buy the changed underwear for her yesterday morning.

Standing in front of the cupboard and touching her hot cheek, she was a little annoyed.

After a while, she looked at the time on her mobile phone. It was already half past seven.

Today, Monday, there are many classes.

She called the head teacher and asked for leave on the ground of "injury". Because she was good at her studies, she never came late and left early. She was a typical good student, so the head teacher gave her two days' sick leave.

Ye Qingxin doesn't tell Dou Wei'er about her injury. First, she doesn't want to worry about her injury. Second, she doesn't want to let the dormitory know her relationship with jingboyuan... Er, although she has nothing to do with jingboyuan

So, she called Dou Wei'er and said that there was something wrong with her family. She went home and would come back in two days to let her not worry.

Hang up the phone, put away the mobile phone, ye Qingxin with his bag, ready to go out for breakfast.

Just opened the door of the sick room, a woman in a professional dress came here. She looked at the number of the door, and then looked at Ye Qingxin. Her words were very professional: "are you miss ye, please?"

Ye Qingxin nodded: "it's me, are you?"

"Hello, Miss Ye. My name is Mi Mi. I'm the Secretary General of Bowei group. I'll bring you breakfast as Mr. Jing ordered. Enjoy yourself."

Mi Mi raises her hand and hands the packed breakfast to Ye Qingxin. Her eyes are very professional, and her smile is just right. She can't see any emotion, explore or be curious.

Ye Qingxin didn't expect that jingboyuan would ask his secretary to buy her breakfast. He was surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He generously reached out to take the packing box in Mi Mi's hand and said with a smile, "thank you, Secretary General MI."

Mi Mi smiles and says, "you're welcome. I'll go first. Goodbye, Miss Ye." With that, he nodded his head and left with ten centimeter high heels.

Ye Qingxin looks at Mi Mi's back. She has the strong air of a working woman and excellent professional quality.

She once dreamed that when she graduated, she would become a career woman like Mi Mi, independent, self-improvement, positive and self-confident.

After breakfast, some bored, ye Qingxin sitting in bed reading fashion magazines, she is learning fashion design, understand the current popular elements is very important.

When Cheng Ruyu comes for ward round, ye Qingxin asks if he can leave the hospital tomorrow.

Cheng Ruyu said: "the microwave oven weighs a lot. If you hit it right, you can't tell what will happen to your little head now. Fortunately, the assailant shakes his hand and hits it wrong. It's just a bit of flesh. If you are in a hurry to leave the hospital, you can do it tomorrow."

"When will the stitches be removed?" Ye Qingxin asked, but she had several stitches on her head.

Cheng Ruyu laughs: "now it's all absorbable sutures. There's no need to remove them. When you go back, don't eat spicy food or seafood. Don't wash your hair for the time being. Wash it after a week. The sutures will be absorbed by your body in half a month. If they can't be absorbed, they will come off by themselves."

Ye Qingxin nods and thanks.

Cheng Ruyu: "you have a good rest. Please call me if you have anything."

Seeing off Cheng Ruyu, ye Qingxin can't help scratching her hair. She hasn't washed her hair for two or three days, and it's not refreshing. Fortunately, it's winter. If it's summer, it's easier to sweat, and it's even worse.

All day long, she was almost alone in the ward, except for the routine check-up and injections given by nurses, and the meal given by Secretary General MI.

Li Shufen made a few phone calls and asked her to go to the police station to clarify for Tai Shiyun that she didn't commit the crime.

After washing in the evening, she received a text message from a strange number.

——Aunt Zhang will go back at nine in the evening. Don't be afraid.

Although there is no remark and no signature, ye Qingxin can see that this message was sent by jingboyuan.

Think of those embarrassing things, across the screen, she could not help but embarrassed.

It's just, how did he know her number?

don't be afraid?

Ye Qingxin looks at these three words and purses her lips.

When she was a child, her father abandoned her and her mother fell ill. She was so young that she was afraid of losing the sense of security given by her parents. But at that time, so far, no one has ever asked her if she was afraid of harm? No one comforted her: don't be afraid.

She suddenly wanted to understand why jingboyuan had to accompany her here last night. It was clear that she was able to take care of herself, and it didn't matter if there was no one to accompany her.

He's worried. She's scared.

Ye Qingxin puts down his mobile phone and sits on the bed with his knees in his arms. The VIP ward of Jinghe hospital is on the top floor of the inpatient building. From the window, you can see the vast night scene of the capital, with thousands of lights and beautiful lights.

The whistle of traffic on the Road downstairs came in faintly, which brought a bit of noise and made the ward quiet.

Ye Qingxin listens and watches quietly. His figure is thin and lonely.

The cell phone suddenly rang.

As soon as her thoughts broke, she looked at the mobile phone next to her, and the words "wenzeyan" flashed on the screen.

Ye Qingxin doesn't want to pick it up.

I'm persistent.

Finally, she answered.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't speak immediately. Ye Qingxin also kept silent for a moment. Wen Zeyan's voice was low and hoarse: "Xinxin, how are you recently?"

Ye Qingxin's chest is like a mass of cotton.

In the past ten years, in addition to Tai Zhengting, she has been relied on by another person.

It's wenzeyan.

He was six years older than her. He protected his younger brother and took care of his mother with her. He thought about her everywhere. From the first big brother, he became a later boyfriend.

She was 17 years old with him, and he was never rude to her. The closest thing they had ever done was that he held her hand tightly.

He said he loved her, he said he would wait for her to grow up.

But before she grew up, he turned around and married someone else.

Ye Qingxin said, "I'm fine." The voice was flat and distant.

Silence again.

For a long time, Wen Zeyan said: "Xinxin, I miss you very much."

Ye Qingxin smiles: "say this to your wife and children. Goodbye."

Cut off the phone without mercy.

Some people, some things, from the original turn, has become the past.