Chapter 33
Chapter 33
She stayed in the hospital for most of the two weeks. Only when she came home this time did she have a good sleep. Her father had hurried her back to school, but she had some resistance in her heart.
Two weeks, not long but not short. There was nothing important in the school. The teacher knew her situation and didn't call to urge her.
In the past two weeks, her mobile phone hardly rang, and there was nothing else except the mutual greetings with Qingsi.
It's quiet, too... Clean.
Without a good rest for several days, she should be very sleepy, but in such a quiet room, she is also sober and terrible. Wake up to the fact that she really wants to call and ask him if he is tired of the relationship between the two, is it... Is it over?
Holding the cell phone tightly, watching the familiar numbers pressed out by her one by one, looking at the dialing key... But she didn't press it for a long time.
Just a moment, just a moment, she may be able to hear the answer that makes her fully understand.
Wei stared at the number silently for a long time, so long that her eyes were sour.
Without dialing out, she moved slightly, turned off her mobile phone, threw it on the desk, changed her clothes and lay down to sleep.
The night in the town is very quiet, the moonlight is blooming, very beautiful.
Wait, wait!
Back to city a, Wei silently didn't go back to school directly, but went to "confession" first.
Yang Qian brought her coffee herself and sat opposite her. Looking at Wei's pale and gloomy face, she was worried.
"What's the matter? You look terrible. What happened?"
Wei shook his head silently. "I just came back from home. My father is ill, but he is much better now."
Yang Qian was secretly relieved. "Look at you. You didn't have a rest, okay? Why did you run here? Hurry back to school to have a rest."
"I'll come back later. You want to be quiet and think about something." Wei silently leaned back against the sofa, his left hand against the armrest, supported his face, closed his eyes and precipitated his mind.
"What's bothering you? Is it troublesome?" Yang Qian's beautiful eyes showed her concern and concern.
"It's not troublesome and simple. But it seems difficult to solve it." Wei's lips were slightly hooked, but he seemed to ridicule.
"Feelings?" Only feelings seem simple and complex.
Wei was silent and didn't answer.
"Sister Xi, I don't know whether I have love or not." After a long silence, Wei suddenly opened his mouth.
Yang Qian flashed a smile in her eyes, "no matter who she is or what she has experienced, what she will never lose is love."
"Really?" Wei Mei's eyes narrowed silently, and there was an unspeakable seductive temperament in a little hazy, which attracted Yang Qian inadvertently.
Wei confessed silently. At night, she still didn't go back to school. After all, she went to Mingjia's suite.
When the door was opened, the house was so quiet and dark.
Put down his backpack, Wei silently sank himself into the sofa, and his mind was blank.
For a long time, just as she was about to fall asleep, the sound of opening the door woke her up.
The sudden light made Wei silently unable to adapt, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and looked at the visitor through his fingers.
The black suit in his arms was casually put up. When he entered the door, he threw it on the edge of the sofa. The collar of the white shirt was open and tied around his waist. It fit to show his strong and thin figure. His black hair was a little messy, and his handsome face showed a little fatigue. His dark eyes saw her flash, and he came directly towards her.
Two weeks, not long but not short. There was nothing important in the school. The teacher knew her situation and didn't call to urge her.
In the past two weeks, her mobile phone hardly rang, and there was nothing else except the mutual greetings with Qingsi.
It's quiet, too... Clean.
Without a good rest for several days, she should be very sleepy, but in such a quiet room, she is also sober and terrible. Wake up to the fact that she really wants to call and ask him if he is tired of the relationship between the two, is it... Is it over?
Holding the cell phone tightly, watching the familiar numbers pressed out by her one by one, looking at the dialing key... But she didn't press it for a long time.
Just a moment, just a moment, she may be able to hear the answer that makes her fully understand.
Wei stared at the number silently for a long time, so long that her eyes were sour.
Without dialing out, she moved slightly, turned off her mobile phone, threw it on the desk, changed her clothes and lay down to sleep.
The night in the town is very quiet, the moonlight is blooming, very beautiful.
Wait, wait!
Back to city a, Wei silently didn't go back to school directly, but went to "confession" first.
Yang Qian brought her coffee herself and sat opposite her. Looking at Wei's pale and gloomy face, she was worried.
"What's the matter? You look terrible. What happened?"
Wei shook his head silently. "I just came back from home. My father is ill, but he is much better now."
Yang Qian was secretly relieved. "Look at you. You didn't have a rest, okay? Why did you run here? Hurry back to school to have a rest."
"I'll come back later. You want to be quiet and think about something." Wei silently leaned back against the sofa, his left hand against the armrest, supported his face, closed his eyes and precipitated his mind.
"What's bothering you? Is it troublesome?" Yang Qian's beautiful eyes showed her concern and concern.
"It's not troublesome and simple. But it seems difficult to solve it." Wei's lips were slightly hooked, but he seemed to ridicule.
"Feelings?" Only feelings seem simple and complex.
Wei was silent and didn't answer.
"Sister Xi, I don't know whether I have love or not." After a long silence, Wei suddenly opened his mouth.
Yang Qian flashed a smile in her eyes, "no matter who she is or what she has experienced, what she will never lose is love."
"Really?" Wei Mei's eyes narrowed silently, and there was an unspeakable seductive temperament in a little hazy, which attracted Yang Qian inadvertently.
Wei confessed silently. At night, she still didn't go back to school. After all, she went to Mingjia's suite.
When the door was opened, the house was so quiet and dark.
Put down his backpack, Wei silently sank himself into the sofa, and his mind was blank.
For a long time, just as she was about to fall asleep, the sound of opening the door woke her up.
The sudden light made Wei silently unable to adapt, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and looked at the visitor through his fingers.
The black suit in his arms was casually put up. When he entered the door, he threw it on the edge of the sofa. The collar of the white shirt was open and tied around his waist. It fit to show his strong and thin figure. His black hair was a little messy, and his handsome face showed a little fatigue. His dark eyes saw her flash, and he came directly towards her.