Wen Jialuo met Xu Shiqi before being discharged from the hospital.
She was required to stay in bed and rest, and no one could make her get up to do anything. She also didn't want anyone to ask the woman to come see her, because she clearly wanted to see the woman.
I heard that she was next door. Her hands and feet were not injured, and her ribs were not broken. She was lying in bed for the first few days because of a mild concussion, but it seems that she has gotten out of bed since then.
But she didn't come.
Wen Jialuo lay on the bed, thinking slowly, and felt a little sad. The original maximum distance of 17 centimeters, at the moment of the car accident, would the gap become wider and could never be repaired
People who came to see her occasionally mentioned Xu Shiqi's name, and even Xu Shiqi's mother came to see her twice, but the woman still did not show up.
Mother Xu said that Shi Qi couldn't eat well now, had lost a lot of weight, and couldn't speak, so he didn't want to see people. Wen Jialuo felt heartbroken when she heard this. She just lay there with guilt and sadness, and only she could hear the sound of blood dripping in her heart.
She will be discharged tomorrow, and this will be her last night away from the hospital. If she doesn't see that person again, she will probably never see her again after returning to the old house. With this in mind, Wen Jialuo resolutely refused to let anyone stay to watch over the night, and decisively drove everyone away, saying that she was no longer receiving an IV drip.
Luo Linyi waited until Wen Jialuo fell asleep before leaving. She turned off the light gently, tiptoed out, and carefully closed the door. When she turned around, she saw Xu Shiqi's mother Wang Yuan.
The two mothers stood at the door of the two wards, sighing at the same time out of instinctive heartache.
The two of them were originally from two different worlds, and their only encounter was because of the food poisoning incident at the restaurant. But it can also be said that they were two strangers.
But because of the relationship of being in neighboring wards, the two of them became familiar with each other unknowingly.
So far, Wen Jialuo has only explained the accident by saying that he was in a bad mood after seeing his grandmother in an accident that day, so he drove out to relax. He didn't expect that he was not used to driving the broken car, so he lost control. Luo Linyi also felt that there was no more suitable reason, although when the car was sent for inspection, it said that there was no problem with the brakes and accelerator.
Since it was her daughter who dragged the family out to relax, the accident was naturally her family's responsibility. So since Xu Shiqi was admitted to the hospital, all her expenses were covered by the Wen family, and Luo Linyi also visited Xu Shiqi. When she found that Xu Shiqi couldn't speak, she vaguely realized that the damage caused by the car accident to her was much more serious than she thought, so Wang Yuan also sent supplements more diligently.
Although Wang Yuan blamed Wen Jialuo in her heart, her daughter volunteered to ride in the car. This kind of thing was impossible to predict, so she couldn't blame her daughter. So she was unwilling to accept this form of compensation, from medical expenses to supplements. So the two mothers often refused to accept each other outside the ward, and gradually turned into a discussion about what to eat for a sore throat, what to supplement for a broken rib, and then praised each other's daughters for being sensible and polite...
That night it seemed that the daughters did not want their family to be around, so Luo Linyi and Wang Yuan had to leave the hospital together. In fact, Xu Shiqi could also be discharged from the hospital, so the two discussed future matters as they walked.
The hands had just passed eleven o'clock at night.
The hospital was very quiet, and Wen Jialuo was waiting quietly as well.
Of course she wasn't really asleep. After her mother left, she opened her eyes and counted the time.
When she felt it was about time, she slowly sat up. Although her hands were not injured, she didn't have to do anything on the bed every day, so she didn't have the strength to support herself. Like a needle on a compass, she could only turn her body little by little and try to move her feet towards the edge of the bed. Every inch of movement was accompanied by pain in her body, but Wen Jialuo didn't even bite her teeth and let the cold sweat seep out. There was a splint tied on her chest, and her upper body was as stiff as a machine. When her legs fell to the ground, they went limp. Wen Jialuo held the edge of the bed with black eyes and gasped softly.
She couldn't breathe too hard because it would hurt, but all of this couldn't resist her determination to go to the next door. Every step she took towards the door was so heavy that it seemed to collapse the ground, and it was shaking slightly.
The distance that was usually just a few steps away became out of reach, and by the time she reached the door frame, she felt like she was about to fall apart.
I was used to self-torture, so I thought I wasn't that afraid of pain. I didn't expect that just a few steps would take so much effort. Looking down at myself, wearing a hospital gown, my face was pale and weak. It was really too ugly to walk to the next door like this.
Wen Jialuo stood up straight, straightened her wrinkled hospital gown, combed her hair a few times, and then went to open the door.
When the door opened, she froze.
Another woman in a hospital gown, who looked equally ugly, was standing in front of his door. She raised her hand as if to knock, but the hesitation in her eyes was very obvious.
Wen Jialuo glared at her and she glared back.
The door was open and the cold wind from the corridor rushed in. Both of them shivered at the same time, and Wen Jialuo grabbed her hand.
"Xu Shiqi..."
The two cold hands were folded, in exchange for a smile from the woman at the door.
Wen Jialuo knew that she had lost weight in the past few days, and she also heard that this woman had lost weight. But hearing and seeing were different. How could this person in front of her have a pointed chin like hers? Her usual gentle smile also dimmed a little.
Seeing that she could still laugh, Wen Jialuo wanted to cry. But she didn't, she just pulled the woman in and closed the door.
She used too much force and it hurt the wound. She almost lost the strength to hold on to Xu Shiqi, but the woman quickly grabbed her back.
Lie back on the bed. Xu Shiqi opened his mouth and spoke slowly with his lips.
This action immediately stimulated Wen Jialuo. Her lips were trembling and her throat felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, so she couldn't utter a single word.
Seeing her standing there in a daze, Xu Shiqi had no choice but to help her back to the bed. The same distance, but with an extra pair of hands, it felt a little less heavy. Wen Jialuo hadn't spoken a word during that time, just staring at her in a daze, letting her do whatever she wanted. It wasn't until she lay back in the quilt that the pain in her chest eased a little and Wen Jialuo slowly came back to her senses.
"Didn't you... have the surgery?" Wen Jialuo asked, still trembling.
You can't talk yet. Xu Shiqi smiled slightly.
Wen Jialuo looked at her greedily from the beginning. Her chestnut curly hair looked like it had been groomed, fluffy and natural, and the piece of gauze on her forehead was hidden in the curly hair, and she didn't know how long the wound was; she lowered her eyes slightly and saw the printed silk scarf tied around the woman's neck, with a light pattern, brand new, and something she had never seen before.
Xu Shiqi followed her gaze, gently fiddled with the bow made of the scarf, and then asked her, "Is it beautiful?"
Wen Jialuo's eyes darkened: "Take off the scarf... Let me see..."
No. Xu Shiqi rejected her directly and smiled.
Wen Jialuo closed her eyes and felt a hand gently stroking her hair. When she opened her eyes, the woman was almost kneeling beside the bed, looking at her straight in the eyes.
When you get home tomorrow, you must take good care of yourself and then drive over to pick me up, okay
Seeing Wen Jialuo staring at her lips, she took out a pen and a small sticky note from her pocket, wrote down these words, and tore them off to show her.
Wen Jialuo stiffly reached out her hand to take the pink paper, which still had a faint scent. The scent was very cheap, but it stimulated her tear glands. And every word on it was like a spell engraved heavily into her heart. She pressed the back of her hand against her forehead for a moment before she could face Xu Shiqi again: "Do you still dare to ride in my car?"
Why not? Xu Shiqi wrote this sentence and paused for a moment. You don't dare to give me a ride
Holding the second piece of paper tightly in his hand, Wen Jialuo curled his lips and said, "Did I act like a madman that day?"
Xu Shiqi put down the pen, stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, then slid to her ear and pinched her earlobe. Don't think about it, if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future; if you don't pay, how can you get anything? There was even a smiley face drawn on the back.
He actually asked her to comfort him. Wen Jialuo could no longer tell whether his ribs were aching or his heart was aching. In any case, he wanted to curl up, but at the same time, he wanted to bounce away as if he was covered with thorns.
"How could I... let you hurt your voice..." Wen Jialuo said in a trance. She loved Xu Shiqi's voice so much and regarded it as the most beautiful sound in the world. But because of her madness, perhaps the world will lose that sound quality forever. But how could this woman who cared about her voice the most be so calm? Didn't she blame herself at all
My voice is not nice, so you don’t love me anymore
Wen Jialuo stared at the words, then at the man: "No."
Xu Shiqi smiled, his brows relaxed, and he looked extremely gentle.
"You really don't blame me?" Wen Jialuo asked in a muffled voice.
Take good care of yourself and eat a little more weight, and I won’t blame you.
Wen Jialuo carefully folded each of the sticky notes and said, "You should also gain some weight... Will you come to my house to see me?"
Xu Shiqi couldn't shake his head, so he just waved his hand.
Wen Jialuo was silent for a moment: "Then how long will it take for me to see you again?"
Xu Shiqi pointed at her chest.
"It will take at least a month," Wen Jialuo bit her lower lip, "It's too long..."
Xu Shiqi wanted to go forward and kiss the girl to save her lips from being tormented by her, but her neck could not move freely, so she could only bend down stiffly and lower her head like a ruler in front of Wen Jialuo. Wen Jialuo sighed deeply in her heart and raised her body slightly to cooperate with her. It didn't matter even if it would affect the wound, because there was no better way to relieve the pain than this...
Neither of them could kiss freely, so they could only touch each other's lips and lie dormant quietly. The annoyance in the car that day seemed to be crushed into pieces by the ruts and blown away by the wind. The worries and anxieties in Wen Jialuo's heart over the past few days were also ironed away and evaporated in this simple touch. With the other person's breathing, he was filled with courage and confidence.
There was nothing romantic about kissing in hospital gowns, but when they separated from each other's breath, their hearts were filled with deep affection that could not be melted away.
Xu Shiqi picked up the sticky note again and wrote something quietly. Wen Jialuo could only lower his eyes and stare at her without blinking.
I will not regret it. Not before, not now, and not in the future.
Wen Jialuo picked up the sticky note, put it to his lips and kissed it: "Thank you."
Fool. Xu Shiqi mouthed the words and then lowered his head to write, Believe me.
"I believe you." Wen Jialuo grinned and nodded.
Xu Shiqi looked at her gently and smiled, with a gleam in his eyes, then he slowly stood up.
"Where are you going?" Wen Jialuo suddenly leaned forward and grabbed her. Xu Shiqi quickly pushed her back and pointed to the door.
Wen Jialuo was reluctant to let go of her hand and wanted to ask her to stay, at least don't leave me tonight. But what if she slept until dawn, what if her family saw her? This was not her concern, but she knew it was Xu Shiqi's concern.
Finally, Wen Jialuo let go of her hand and watched her slowly walk out. Then, it felt a bit like a dream. She rubbed her eyes. There was no one in front of her. The door was closed and everything was quiet. Did Xu Shiqi really come here? Or was it just her hysteria, an illusion caused by the uncontrollable desire. Her hand suddenly touched the small stack of sticky notes, and she held it to her chest and looked at it carefully as if she had found a treasure.
On every piece of paper was the woman's handwriting, clear and certain.
I will collect all these sticky notes in the future. There was a car accident on her love journey. The two injured people may have to pay a certain price, but it will only make them realize more clearly the importance of each other in their hearts.