South Rim North Fold

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Another slap fell on Ji Wen's face.

Ji Wen had tinnitus for a moment, and before he could feel the pain on his face, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.

I'm sorry, Mom, but I like him and I can't change it.

This was the last thought in Ji Wen's head before he fell to the ground.

When Ji Wen opened his eyes again, he was in the hospital, the curtains were drawn, and he couldn't tell what time it was.

Dad was lying beside the bed, as if he had been watching all night.

Ji Wen suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt sorry for his parents, sorry for their upbringing and cultivation, sorry for their pride, and sorry for their meticulous care.

Ji Wen's left hand was still pierced with an intravenous needle, and his fingertips were cold.My head was still dizzy, and my heart was even more uncomfortable.

My throat felt like a block of wood, it was sore and astringent, and I couldn't speak.

He stretched out his right hand and took Dad's hand.

The moment he held it, Ji Shen woke up and looked up at him, "Is it better?"

Ji Wen held back tears and nodded.

Ji Shen looked at his watch, "You lie down for a while, I'll go and see if there is breakfast."

Before Ji Wen could speak, Ji Shen got up and walked out.

At this time, maybe they can't face each other.

If it wasn't for him suddenly fainting, how would it end in the end?Ji Wen didn't dare to think, he was still more worried about his mother than himself, if something happened to his mother, Ji Wen would probably live in self-blame for the rest of his life.

In the hospital on the third day of the Lunar New Year, it was deserted, only Ji Wen lived in the four-person ward. Ji Wen got out of bed and opened the curtains, and the ward became brighter in an instant.

Ji Wen found his mobile phone from the coat that was draped aside.

Sure enough, there was a lot of news about Lu Ming.

Ji Wen didn't say much, but said that he went to bed early last night because of a cold.If things don't end well, it's better not to let Lu Ming know.

Not long after, Dad bought breakfast and came back, followed by Mom.

"Dad, Mom..."

"Eat something, drink some porridge, taking so many medicines is not good for the stomach." While talking, Dad pulled up the small table and put the food in front of him.

Ji Wen could tell at a glance that it was made by his mother. The millet porridge was so soft that the steamed buns were thin and filled with big fillings.

Ji Wen let out a muffled "Hmm", and began to lower his head to eat. Before he could swallow a mouthful of porridge, tears welled up.

Han Suya watched from the side, feeling uncomfortable.

As a doctor and Ji Wen's mother, she should be the one who understands him best both psychologically and physically, but in the end she becomes the one who criticizes him the most.

If someone else would point fingers at her son because of this, she thought, maybe she would use a scalpel to cut off that person's finger.

Ji Shen sat on the bed next to Ji Wen, and Han Suya sat on the small sofa directly opposite Ji Wen's bed.

Ji Wen's tears ran down his cheeks and slid down to the tip of his chin, but he didn't wipe them away, and ate quietly as if there was nothing.

Han Suya saw Ji Wen's red and swollen left cheek again, it would be a lie if she said she didn't feel distressed, and it would be a lie if she said she wasn't angry.

Ji Shen spent a whole night persuading her with good words, and finally she was able to untie some knots in her heart.

"Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet." Han Suya looked out the window and said abruptly.

Ji Wen raised his head and looked at her in astonishment, his face was pale and tired, and he probably didn't sleep well all night, "Dad, Mom... I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry for the shit, can you fix it or what?"

"No, I can't change it." Ji Wen stared straight at his mother, then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked barefoot in front of his mother and knelt down.

Han Suya was taken aback, and reached out to pull him, "What are you doing, I'm not dead yet, hurry up."

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, but I'm still young, and I will try my best to let you enjoy your old age peacefully and not let gossip and gossip disturb your life with your father," Ji Wen pulled his mother and said very seriously, "I and Lu Ming, although we have just been together for a short time, we are very serious, and we are definitely not a momentary hothead, if you are willing, we will take care of you together."

Han Suya turned her head away, tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Get up and talk." Dad came over and pulled him up.

Ji Wen stood up and hugged his mother, "Mom, no matter who I am with, I am your son."

Han Suya finally broke down in tears in her son's arms.

After a long time, Han Suya finally calmed down, and Ji Wen's heart also relaxed.

If it's just two slaps in exchange for the family's approval and acceptance, it's worth it.

"Does anyone else know about you?" Han Suya pulled Ji Shen to sit beside the bed.

"My friends and classmates, those who are acquainted with each other basically know it." Ji Wen knew that the most difficult hurdle had passed, so he naturally stopped hiding it.

Han Suya was silent for a while, "It's just... as long as your father and I know about it, you understand, it's not because you're afraid of anything else, it's just that you're still young, so you shouldn't be burdened with something you don't have."

Ji Wen nodded, "I understand."

"Don't let the old people know, they can't stand this." Ji Shen said from the side.

"Mom and Dad, you are already content with accepting me. I don't expect anything else, and I don't expect too much from other people," Ji Wen said, "I don't want you to be criticized because of me, I don't want to give you cause harm."

Han Suya suddenly became angry again, but not to Ji Wen, "My son, they need to make irresponsible remarks."

Ji Shen quickly reached out to hold her down, "Okay, we're in the hospital, keep your voice down."

"Director Wang of the inpatient department is my friend." Han Suya gave her husband a white look.

Ji Wen secretly smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" Han Suya glared at Ji Wen again, "Didn't Xu Jia ask you to bring Lu Ming to play, when did you call him?"

Ji Wen looked at his mother in surprise, "So fast?"

"Whatever you want, I think you're almost fine, get up and pack up and go to grandma's house." Han Suya grabbed Ji Wen's coat and threw it on the bed, "Clean up first, I'll go home with your dad to get something, I've finished the discharge procedures, and I'll come pick you up later."

Ji Wen hummed in a daze, and watched the two go out.

Lu Ming was still at his grandmother's house, because he had to wait until the fifth day to worship his grandfather, so he never left.

From yesterday afternoon to now, Ji Wen was almost out of contact, and did not receive news from Ji Wen until this morning.

Ji Wen was ill, Lu Ming frowned when he saw the news from Ji Wen.

He wanted to make a call, but worried that Ji Wen would not be able to answer it, so he just replied the message.

Ji Wen didn't say anything, only said that he would give him a surprise in two days.

Lu Ming was confused, and asked Ji Wen again and again but still didn't speak. Fortunately, Lu Ming soon had no energy to guess what the surprise was.

He only thought that maybe Ji Wen would suddenly appear in front of him at a certain moment, after all, the two of them had agreed to go to the hot spring together early in the morning.

Lu Ming stayed at his grandmother's house until the fifth day of the lunar new year. That day was the anniversary of Lu Ming's grandfather's death. It was not until they paid homage to his grandfather that Lu Ming's family finally returned to their home.

Lu Ming also deeply understood the wise saying "a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse". Although grandma's house is good, it is not as good as my own house.

Lu Ming stayed at home for a day, and went to his aunt's house before he felt relieved.

My aunt opened a beauty salon, and she had to tidy up before opening on the eighth day of the lunar new year. Lu Ming and Ms. Jiang would go to help at this time every year.

This year is no exception.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Lao Lu went to the company, and his mother was still in his aunt's beauty salon, so Lu Ming could finally sleep in quietly and think about Ji Wen wantonly.

The two of them had agreed to meet on the eighth day of the lunar new year before, but Ji Wen hadn't moved in the past few days, neither saying anything about surprises nor when he would come.

Alas, maybe even my wild boyfriend was forgotten.

Lu Ming huddled under the quilt, holding the safety button around his neck and complaining like a little daughter-in-law while seeing things and thinking about people.

In this way, I stayed on the bed until noon, chatted with several other people in the WeChat group all morning, but there was still no news about Ji Wen.

Lu Ming opened Ji Wen's number and was about to call Xing Shi to inquire about his crimes when he received a text message.