Finale

18

Xu Weihan was woken up by the pain. After the anesthetic wore off, his whole body was in pain, every part of his body seemed broken, he couldn't use his strength, his hands and feet were fixed in one place, unable to move.

He opened his eyes, and a figure slowly appeared in his cloudy vision.

Lu Chunyan stood beside the bed, looking down at him.Xu Weihan's eyelids moved slowly, and he stared blankly at Lu Chunyan.The doctor stepped forward to examine him, and Lu Chunyan walked to the back.

Xu Weihan is only awake now and cannot speak yet, but his physical condition has basically stabilized.After the team of doctors left, the room was mostly empty, Xu Weihan's parents stood beside her, and Xu's mother's eyes were red again.

Lu Chunyan stepped forward, he called Xu Weihan's name, Xu Weihan blinked, and his eyes became clear again.

Xu Weihan's legs were hit in the car accident, his right leg was broken, and his left knee was fractured.After the operation was completed, the doctor said that it would be difficult to recover, and there would be sequelae if it was not done well.Xu's mother couldn't accept that her son would become a cripple in the future. She cried heartbreakingly for a long time, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

They didn't tell Xu Weihan about this situation. After Xu Weihan was fully conscious and able to speak, Lu Chunyan told him that as long as he had a good rest, he would be able to recover.Xu Weihan didn't think much about it, his consciousness has been groggy all this time, he woke up, but he couldn't get up his spirits, the only thing that moved him was probably Lu Chunyan.

Lu Chunyan spends most of his time here, playing music that Xu Weihan likes to listen to, telling him about his recent affairs, and telling him that when he can wake up, he will take him out to bask in the sun and enjoy the air.

Guo Zhaoan came out of the company and went to Lu Chunyan's apartment as usual.This is Lu Chunyan's request to go to the apartment to take a look at Qiuyao every other week.Lu Chunyan found a nanny who would come to the apartment to clean and cook every day.

When Guo Zhaoan arrived, the nanny had just prepared the meal and hadn't left yet. The meal was steaming hot, and she brought the plate to the dining table.Guo Zhaoan walked to the living room, looked around, turned around and asked in doubt, "Where is Qiuyao?"

The nanny pointed to the room inside, "Still sleeping, he didn't come out when I came this morning."

Guo Zhaoan nodded, and asked again: "How is he these days?"

The nanny sighed, and said softly: "It's not very good, he only ate two bites of the dishes I cooked, and he was much thinner than when I first came to see him."

When Guo Zhaoan heard that Qiuyao was not doing well, he felt frightened. He promised Lu Chunyan to take good care of Qiuyao.

Nothing else, the nanny finished cooking and left first.Guo Zhaoan sat on the sofa in the living room for a while, and after more than half an hour, the door of the inner room was gently opened, and Qiu Yao came out from inside.

It has been a month since he and Lu Chunyan confessed, the weather is hot, the air conditioner is not turned on in the room, Guo Zhaoan started to sweat after sitting on the sofa for a while.But Qiuyao didn't seem to feel the heat. She was wearing long-sleeved trousers and covered herself tightly.

He came out of the room and nodded slightly when he saw Guo Zhaoan coming.Guo Zhaoan immediately stood up, walked to him, frowned and looked at him, "Qiu Yao, why have you lost so much weight?"

Qiu Yao didn't answer, but asked, "Will Lu Chunyan come?"

Guo Zhao'an didn't know how to answer Qiu Yao, his expression was dull and his eyes were erratic.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qiuyao lowered her eyelashes, two shadows covered her eyelids, and whispered, "I want to go back."

Guo Zhaoan was taken aback, and asked, "Where are you going back?"

Qiuyao turned her head sideways, at dusk and sunset, the light of the sunset was superimposed on the glass window, very beautiful.

Lu Chunyan was holding Keats' collection of poems, Xu Weihan was leaning on the bed, he liked Lu Chunyan's voice very much, his low voice, his authentic London accent, and his slow reading, he felt in a trance that he had returned to his childhood.When he was a teenager, he leaned against Lu Chunyan and begged Lu Chunyan to read that English poem.

The youthful years that flow like water, the sprouting heart, is hidden in the body, suppressed and suppressed, until now.

Twilight flowed in along the window, flowing over Lu Chunyan's face, Xu Weihan turned his head to the side and looked at him secretly.

The phone rang suddenly, Xu Weihan was taken aback, and immediately lay back.Lu Chunyan put down the collection of poems in his hand, looked up at Xu Weihan, he stood up, picked up his phone, and said softly, "I'm going out to answer a call."

Xu Weihan looked at him, said "um", watched Lu Chunyan turn around, and when he opened the door, he said, "I want to eat cake."

Lu Chunyan turned to look at him, and said helplessly, "You can't eat sweets now."

"I'll just take one bite." Xu Weihan said in a low tone.

Lu Chunyan put his hand on the door, paused, and sighed: "Okay, I can only take one bite."

Lu Chunyan opened the door and went out. Just when the meal was over, food was being distributed outside, and there were people everywhere.Lu Chunyan came out of the corridor and stood in a secluded corner. He answered the phone, and Guo Zhaoan's voice was slightly anxious.

"President Lu, Qiuyao..."

Lu Chunyan was startled, and his voice floated, "What's wrong with him?"

"Qiu Yao is going back, Mr. Lu, what should we do now? Should I send him back?"

Lu Chunyan remained silent, Guo Zhaoan turned to look at Qiuyao who was sitting on the sofa, he took a few steps outside, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, do you want to come see him? Qiuyao asks me every week, When will you come back?"

The sky has completely darkened, and the weather should be fine tomorrow, with the moon hanging in the sky and stars surrounding it.The evening wind leaked in through the glass gap and blew on Lu Chunyan's face.

It doesn't look like wind. If it were wind, Lu Chunyan wouldn't feel pain.The skin on his face seemed to have been scraped by a blade. He reached out to touch his face, palm down, and touched his throat.

He lowered his voice: "He wants to go back, so you can send him back."

"What about you?"

"I won't go there."