No one knows how restless Wen Qingzhu's heart is, and his heart is speeding up.

That kind of thought of forgetting, when you see this person, all the memories are clear at once.

Those memories of the past, whistling like a train, made him unable to catch them.

He and her eyes met in the air.

Leng Wanqing's beautiful eyes are also full of water. They move like tears and complaints. After all, they have loved each other and deeply. Goodbye, the emotion that is deliberately suppressed can't be hidden.

A look, without any words, can show.

After a long time, or Wen Qingzhu first came back to God, throat dry again asked, she is where uncomfortable.

Leng Wanqing took down the hat and mask, and said nervously: "my heart will hurt from time to time, because I want to be alone. I will also have insomnia and headache. I don't know what to do, so I come to see the doctor."

Leng Wanqing's words are puns, which have a lot of meanings. Wen Qingzhu is clever, and naturally he hears something.

When Wen Qingzhu heard this, his heart seemed to ache. Once, he took care of her in the palm of his hand. He loved her and spoiled her. He didn't let her suffer a little injustice and make her a little unhappy.

Even if she is angry and willful, Wen Qingzhu indulges her.

She left later, it really dug his heart.

Later, he deliberately forgotten, but when she said that her heart aches, she can't sleep, he can't help worrying.

Wen Qingzhu looked up at Leng Wanqing, who could see her clear face clearly.

He used great self-control to restrain himself. He said calmly, "I'll prescribe some medicine for you."

The corner of Leng Wanqing's mouth stirred up a bitter radian and stretched out his hand, "don't you feel my pulse, just prescribe medicine for me?"

Wen Qingzhu does know how to feel his pulse. He has no reason to refuse Leng Wanqing alone and not give her a careful look.

Wen Qingzhu reached out and touched Leng Wanqing's wrist.

After feeling the pulse, he was relieved that she didn't have a big problem, just worried too much and didn't have a good rest.

Wen Qingzhu wrote several kinds of medicine for Leng Wanqing in her medical record and asked her to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

Leng Wanqing didn't take the medical record. She just looked at Wen Qingzhu and wept.

Wen Qingzhu looked at her tears, his face calm, tight, eyes very complex.

"Qingzhu, do you really want to pretend to be a stranger to me?"

"Qingzhu, are you going to be so cruel to me?"

……

Wen Qingzhu sighed: "Wanqing, what do you want me to do?"

"I'm back. I'm back."

Wen Qingzhu was shocked by this sentence. He had been waiting for her, thinking that she would come back, but she never contacted him, so she never looked back.

Until my grandfather was seriously ill, he got married, but in such a short time, she came back.

Wen Qingzhu choked, "but Wanqing, you and I are not what you and I used to be. I also have a wife. When you come back, what can you do?"

Leng Wanqing cried even more, "but I can't let you go, but I love you, Qingzhu. You also love me, right?"

Wen Qingzhu's body was tight, and he felt a little stuffy breathing. He didn't answer Leng Wanqing's words.

"Qingzhu, I was wrong at the beginning. I shouldn't turn around and leave, but I don't feel good leaving you."