Nie Changhuan immediately retracted his gaze, flashed a certain thought, unconsciously pulled his lips and sneered, then raised his eyes to stare at the door of the MRI room, as if he had never seen such a person just now.
Looking at her profile, Fu Xingye clenched his hands that had been randomly inserted in his trouser pockets, his knuckles rattling because of too much force.
He stood there for a while, and wanted to turn around and leave incomparably, but when he lifted his foot, he walked towards Nie Changhuan.
He stopped beside her.
Nie Changhuan's heart jumped abruptly, even if she didn't turn her head to look at him, all her attention was placed on him uncontrollably in an instant.
There were countless thoughts flashing in her mind, and it was not that she had never thought that he would coax her, even if it was to explain what happened before, it would make her feel much better.
But Fu Xingye stood beside her, no matter how uncomfortable her heart was, he still didn't say a word.
In the end, Nie Changhuan couldn't help it, and turned his head to give him a glance. Fu Xingye turned his head to see her almost at the same time.
Nie Changhuan stared at him, his eyes flickered, and he was about to look away, when he saw Fu Xingye ask her with a little sarcasm: "Are you so worried about him?"
Nie Changhuan's heart froze, and many words almost blurted out, but she didn't want to fight with Fu Xingye here, so she pressed her lips tightly and didn't respond.
But this seemed to anger Fu Xingye, he turned around abruptly: "Nie Changhuan, are you deaf?"
Nie Changhuan buzzed in his mind, and a bitter taste immediately filled his mouth.
She suddenly wanted to laugh: "I wish I was deaf and blind. In this case, I won't be so uncomfortable now."
But smiling, tears fell again.
She remembered that Fu Xingye didn't pay attention to herself, but had time to pair up with Cen Xingyue and was photographed.
Nie Changhuan hurriedly turned his head and raised his hand to wipe away the tears.
When Fu Xingye saw her crying, his heart was slightly shaken, and he took a step towards her almost at the same time, wanting to hug her.
But he finally paused, retracted his hand, and fell silent again; he misunderstood the meaning of Nie Changhuan's words just now.
He twitched his lips: "You are frank." It was really for Tang Sihuai, and he didn't even care about himself, let alone the feelings of your fiancé.
Nie Changhuan was stunned, knowing that he had misunderstood what he meant, and he couldn't help but pull his lips.
She wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Fu Xingye, but Tang Sihuai's check result did not come out, she was really not in the mood.
Fu Xingye closed his eyes, thinking of Tang Sihuai's examination results in his heart, and had no plans to speak again.
The two stood silently for a few minutes. The door of the examination room was finally pushed open. Nie Changhuan was scared and wanted to know the result, but she stood still and did not dare to move, just staring in the direction of the door. .
Fu Xingye passed her and greeted her with strides: "Professor."
Maybe he was too eager, and his voice was a little hoarse and trembling.
The white-haired Chinese professor sighed, then beckoned to the two assistants who came out behind, and said to Fu Xingye, "I'll go back to the office first."
When the professor and his party were far away, Fu Xingye nodded in hindsight.
Then he turned to look at Nie Changhuan and found that Nie Changhuan had been standing against the wall for some time. Her face was pale and her eyes were down staring at the ground, as if she had lost her vitality.
Fu Xingye walked towards her step by step and stood still in front of her.
Nie Changhuan raised his head, looked at Fu Xingye's eyes, opened his mouth, and then made a voice: "What should I do? Fu Xingye, what should I do now?"
If Tang Sihuai can't wake up, what will she do for the rest of her life.
She doesn't love Tang Sihuai, and she is not so noble, she can completely ignore her feelings. So now that she knows the results of the examination, she is just desperate.
Looking at her like this, Fu Xingye's throat was so bitter, and the feeling of heartache finally defeated pride. He walked over and gently embraced her in his arms as if he was holding a fragile porcelain doll.
Nie Changhuan's shoulders trembled, from the initial choking to the subsequent crying.
Fu Xingye's chest was wet with her tears, even if her tears were shed for other men.
He can't comfort her, holding her is already at his bottom line as a man.
I don't know how long it has passed, Nie Changhuan finally stopped crying, and slowly withdrew from Fu Xingye's arms.
She lowered her head and did not look at Fu Xingye, and said softly: "I was gaffeed just now, thank you."
After speaking, she is leaving.
Fu Xingye stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
Nie Changhuan stiffened, but he struggled like that without turning his head back.
Her reaction angered Fu Xingye, and he took advantage of the momentum to pull her abruptly, and pressed her shoulder to trap her between the wall and himself.
"Nie Changhuan, look up at me."
He has a bad tone, with a suppressed anger.
Nie Changhuan was silent for two seconds, and still looked up at him, a pair of red and swollen eyes immediately pierced Fu Xingye's eyes.
Fu Xingye's five fingers pinched on her wrist unconsciously added strength: "Nie Changhuan, have you forgotten, who is your man?"
Nie Changhuan tightened his lips and stopped looking at him.
"Nie Changhuan! Speak!" Fu Xingye felt that he was about to be unable to restrain his anger, and pressed her hand and slammed the back of her hand against the wall.
The pain from the back of the hand caused Nie Changhuan's eyebrows to jump, and she suddenly said something.
Fu Xingye's expression solidified for several seconds before asking her incredulously, "What did you just say?"
"I said, we broke up." Nie Changhuan couldn't help taking a deep breath, but when he turned to look at Fu Xingye, he pretended to be careless and indifferent. Once asleep, we are forced to stay together. It’s just a matter of being together. There are only a handful of times when we are sweet and happy with each other. Most of the time we quarrel, which is really boring. So... "
Nie Changhuan seemed to be under the water for too long and was almost unable to breathe. He rose to the surface and changed his breath and continued: "So let's forget it, don't torture and embarrass each other anymore."
She didn't want to be detained at all, so as soon as she finished speaking, she pushed away Fu Xingye's hand and walked away quickly.
That direction is to go to Tang Sihuai's ward.
Fu Xingye was so proud that he couldn't have caught up with him after being unilaterally dumped.
He stood there for a while, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and left in the opposite direction blankly.
When Chen Yanchuan in the car saw him come down alone, his heart sank for two minutes, especially after seeing Fu Xingye getting in the car and closing the door with a loud bang, he regretted his life without speaking and started silently. Car.
Unfortunately, within a few minutes, Chen Yanchuan's cell phone rang.
At that time, Chen Yanchuan was on a road with more complicated road conditions.
Fu Xingye in the back seat opened his eyes: "Can't you hear?"
Chen Yanchuan glanced at the caller ID. He had a headache and hurriedly answered, but he couldn't directly hang up the phone. After all, the other party is an internationally renowned wedding dress designer.
Therefore, before answering the phone, he could only ask: "Three little ones, does the matter of custom-made wedding dresses need to be changed..."
"No need, cancel."
"..." Chen Yanchuan had a headache even more, only wondering in his heart how to pass the matter to Chen Xinlan calmly and just right.
…
Nie Changhuan went to the bathroom to calm down, and was about to push the door open to wash his face. He heard another nurse talking about her outside.
"Hey, what's the matter with Nie Changhuan? Are you really planning to completely offend Fu Sanshao for a Tang Sihuai who will never wake up again? You don't know, a colleague in our department said that every time he sees Fu When the Third Young Master comes to the hospital, he can see that the green hat on his head is getting more and more dazzling!"
"I don't know, but I heard that Nie Changhuan and Fu Sanshao seemed to have quarreled in the corridor just now, and Fu Sanshao seemed to be stubborn with Nie Changhuan."
"Ah, so exaggerated?... But it's understandable. You said that Nie Changhuan stayed in front of other men's bed every day, and he couldn't stand it even as a man, let alone the superior Fu Sanshao."
"However, this is not to blame Nie Changhuan. I heard the Tang family talk last time that Tang Sihuai seemed to have had a car accident for Nie Changhuan. If I were Nie Changhuan, it would be difficult to make a choice. After all, a man who is willing to give his life to himself, ordinary people. Where can I find it?"
"Damn, then this thing is really..."
"Fu Xingye and I broke up a long time ago, and I never put a green hat on him." Nie Changhuan stared at them and smiled, "Borrowed."
The two nurses looked at each other awkwardly and ran away one after another.
Nie Changhuan washed his face carefully in the mirror, tied his hair again, and walked out of the bathroom.
About two or three minutes later, the door of one of the compartments was opened, and Cen Xingyue walked out with the skirt in one hand and the bag in the other.
After washing her hands, she stood by the sink for a while, bends her lips in front of the mirror, turned and walked out, her footsteps became much lighter.
…
After that day, as usual, Nie Changhuan went to see Tang Sihuai when no one else in the Tang family was around. Sometimes when she was not busy, she would stay by his hospital bed while reading and watching.
During this period, with the help of Yan Xiaofeng, Nie Changhuan's painting was sold, and the other party directly gave 500,000 yuan, which is a sky-high price for a student's work.
At the same time, the painting of Xie Lanchen, who was the third place, was also ordered by the same person, but only sold for 100,000 yuan.
For the buyer, it was because of too much money to sprinkle it, but this matter quickly spread in Whale City University and the Chinese painting circle. Nie Changhuan and Xie Lanshen suddenly became topical figures, and Yan Xiaofeng as Nie Changhuan The teachers and instructors of the class were also quite proud for a while, even more than a dozen lectures that cost a lot of attendance.
In this case, Yan Xiaofeng's retirement age is approaching, so I want to find a few candidates in advance, and I want to train him as his personal disciple after retirement.
The candidates he looked for were Nie Changhuan and Xie Lanchen.
Xie Lanshen was close to graduating from university at the time, and Yan Xiaofeng hardly thought about it, so he decided on him.
On this day, he found Nie Changhuan and expressed his intentions, but Nie Changhuan hesitated because he wanted to be Yan Xiaofeng's personal son without a solid financial support.
But Yan Xiaofeng seemed to be able to see through her and waved his hand directly: "Don't worry about the tuition fees, someone has already paid for you."
Nie Changhuan's heart jumped heavily, and he blurted out, "Is it Fu Xingye?"