On the day Wen Nuan was discharged from the hospital, Wen Rou arrived early to help pack up.
"Have the medical examination reports come out? What did Uncle Zhou say?"
"I haven't seen Uncle Zhou today. Don't worry, I know my own body, and it's all healed now."
"I beg you not to play this next time. You've only been in the hospital for ten days, but I already feel like I've shortened my life by ten years."
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Wen Nuan lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly, "I'm sorry, I didn't visit you that time."
Wenrou looked at her with a bit of disbelief, "Are you sure you are well?"
Wen Nuan was both amused and confused, "I'm sure I don't have a fever anymore."
Wenrou suddenly felt her eyes moisten, "Do you know that you are really unbearable sometimes?"
Every time I wanted to talk to her a hundred times before, she refused me a hundred times. After she fell ill, I decided to wrap all the past events into stones with blood and bury them forever in the deepest part of my heart. I thought that as long as she was healthy and had no illness or disaster, it would be enough. What else was there to repent or seek for a solution
I had finally made up my mind to forget everything, but she happened to bring up a topic at this moment.
"Sister, do you blame me?"
"I would be lying if I said I didn't mind at all." She committed suicide, and her only sister never went to the hospital to see her.
"At that time, I really didn't know how to face you, so I used the excuse of preparing for Dad's memorial service to avoid going. I always thought that if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be lying in the hospital. I was afraid that seeing me again would make you emotionally unstable again. Sister, if something happened to you at that time, I wouldn't have died ten years earlier. I think our family of four... would be reunited in heaven."
Wenrou was silent for a long time, then smiled at herself.
"Yes, how should I face it? On the one hand, I am disappointed that you ignore me and don't care about me. On the other hand, I feel very conflicted. I wonder if you really come to see me, what can we talk about?" It would be even more sad for the two sisters to have nothing to say face to face, so it is better not to meet each other.
After a pause, she turned her head and looked out the window, "What about you, Wen Nuan, do you blame me?"
Wen Nuan shook her head without hesitation, "I swear, never. I didn't handle the whole thing properly from beginning to end." Bo Yixin was right. She was too spoiled and self-righteous. She took Zhan Nanxian's feelings for her for granted, which led to the situation...
"I really regret it very much."
But, everything can never come back again.
Her voice dropped. "Also, I want to tell you about Dad—"
"Wenrou! Don't go too far!" The unfinished words were interrupted by a loud shout.
The two looked in astonishment at the strange man who strode in from the door. His uneasy expression, sharp features and tall figure gave Wen Nuan a vague sense of déjà vu. Their minds quickly searched their memory banks, wondering where they had seen him before.
She was confused, and Wenrou blurted out in surprise, "Zhiyin, why are you here?"
Ling Zhiyin grabbed her and brought her in front of him, his face showing annoyance, "Don't let me lose you next time." His eyes moved to Wen Nuan who was sitting next to her. He was slightly startled, and then he suddenly remembered something. An undisguised disgust quickly appeared on his face, "So it was you."