In the days after New Year's Day, Ye Fei has been fighting fiercely with a number of final papers. In the final draft, she rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, rubbed her hands, and smiled triumphantly.
The roommate looked over: "Why are you smiling so hideously?"
Ye Fei curled his lips: "Where is it."
"It's the kind of feeling full of tricks."
"I just handed in my big homework, so be happy." Ye Fei replied, thinking: "I'm finally done, it's time to settle the account after Autumn. Chen Jiajun, can I let you fool this time?"
In the past few days, he occasionally sent a text message asking about Ye Fei's final exam arrangements and the progress of her job search, so that she could review with peace of mind. So Ye Fei sent a text message in the past: "The final exam is over, how busy are you there? Give me a call quickly, or I think you are with another woman."
After a few minutes, he responded with a brief message: "Turn on the computer, I'm online."
Ye Fei was suspicious, so he restarted the notebook and saw a few words from Chen Jiajun: "Hey, here it is."
She smirked, "Boss Chen, did you finally think of me?"
"Always thinking about it."
"How much do you think?"
The dialog box shows that he is still typing, but he didn't see a sentence for a long time. I don't know if the pinyin is rusty, he is crawling forward like a snail. Ye Fei wondered if he wanted to laugh at Chen Jiajun. He hasn't contacted himself recently, and even Chinese typing has been useless.
It took two minutes before I saw him send a sentence: "Look where no one is."
"What do you want? (Grasp the neckline)" Ye Fei laughed, thinking he would tease himself.
However, Chen Jiajun did not. He continued to write: "There are important things."
"What about work? What progress is there on your side?" Ye Fei asked.
"How about you?" he asked back.
Ye Fei had a chance to vomit after a few days in her heart. She was so lucky that she told Chen Jiajun one by one the responses of several applicants: "You must not laugh at me or pour cold water on me. That, even Don’t say any words of comfort and encouragement. I will cheer myself. You pray silently in your heart before going to bed every day."
"Okay." He only agreed with one word, scribbling solitaryly after a large paragraph of Ye Fei's words. After a while, he wrote, "Don't come here in a hurry."
Ye Fei was puzzled: "What? What are your plans?"
Chen Jiajun answered the wrong question: "Not long ago, Mooney had a diving accident."
"Ah, what happened to him?"
"Almost drowning, decompression sickness."
When Ye Fei was working in the dive shop, he was fascinated by the eyes and ears, so he naturally remembered this divergent term that the divers talked about. She opened the search engine and quickly searched, looked at the introduction of the web page, and asked, "Is it serious?"
"Arthralgia is undergoing treatment and it will get better and better."
Ye Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, although I don't like this person, but I am Langley's younger brother, I hope he will recover soon."
What did she think of, and then asked: "You went to help again? Saying a favor two days ago has something to do with this matter?"
"Ok."
"I guessed it." Ye Fei cracked the keyboard, pointed to the screen, and tapped his name one after another, as if it could poke his chest, "Chen Jiajun, why are you doing this again! When things happen, he refuses to accept it." Tell me. You open the video and I will show you the table!"
"You are taking an exam."
"Hey, excuse." Ye Fei curled his lips, "Well, even if you have a valid reason, I will forgive you."
He continued: "I am still in the hospital."
"With Mooney? He hasn't been discharged yet?"
"Yes. Many things." Chen Jiajun's answer still cherished words.
Ye Fei remembered that after Songxi was in danger, Chen Jiajun was also on a rainy night and sent him out of the island for medical treatment. Although Mooney had a lot of difficulties with Chen Jiajun, the two had known each other for many years and were good brothers who had studied under the same school. It is reasonable for Chen Jiajun to give him help. She wrote: "Hehe, isn't he very touched? You guys are free from the previous suspicion, right?"
"um, yes."
Ye Fei then thought of what he said just now, and he wanted to go to Southeast Asia without rushing, and wondered: "However, what does that have to do with where I work?"
"I'm probably going to travel far."
"Where are you going?"
"Maybe America."
"Participate in the course director training?"
He was silent for a moment: "Yes."
"How long will it take?"
"One year, or two years."
Ye Fei was surprised: "So long?" She was inevitably lost in her heart. For such an important matter, she hadn't heard Chen Jiajun discuss with herself. Today, he informed herself with two or three plain sentences, with an unshakable determination.
"There's something else." It took two or three minutes to see the news of him coming back.
Chen Jiajun didn't know what to say, and after dropping such a blockbuster, Ye Fei lost patience with his typing speed for the first time. She wrote: "Let’s say on the phone, OK?"
"It's complicated. I'll talk about it when we meet."
Ye Fei felt bored: "That's going to be a long time, twenty days... isn't it, what embarrassing things have you encountered?"
Chen Jiajun didn't reply for a long time, it seems that he does not exist in front of the computer screen on the other end.
After a long time, he replied: "Ye Fei, telling you, it doesn’t help the matter. I hope to get the idea first before telling you. Recently, there are a lot of things that need to be dealt with one by one. I won’t call you. Because I'm in a bad mood, I can't coax you all the time. You have to be like an adult."
"I didn't let you coax me." Ye Fei was wronged, "you always treat me as a child."
He typed a line: "Because, I want to take care of you all the time."
Ye Fei’s eyes were hot: "We are two people and we need to take care of each other. I understand that you don’t want me to worry about those troubles, and I really can’t help. But if you don’t tell me anything, I will feel that you It excluded me from your life."
Chen Jiajun wrote: "Every decision I make will give priority to you. There are so many things recently, I can't contact often, go home and have a happy holiday, okay?"
Ye Fei was angry: "Not good."
"Oh, I promise, I will tell you one fifty and ten when we meet."
"not good."
He wrote leisurely: "It's not good to meet? Then don't meet."
Ye Fei couldn't laugh or cry: "Just bully me!"
"promise me."
"You will eat me, I won't be angry with you, will I?"
"Yes, you won't."
Ye Fei said fiercely: "You are too confident, be careful I ignore you!"
"Really?"
She was ruthless for only two seconds, even if she was stunned, she couldn't say anything decisive. Ye Fei snorted and wrote: "Turn on the camera and let me see you?"
"It's not convenient, I'm in the hospital corridor."
"Just take a look, just take a look."
"wait."
Shortly afterwards, he sent a picture taken with the camera of a laptop computer. The lens was close and the face was a little distorted. Chen Jiajun's expression was serious. Although his eyes were half-downcast, he couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes. The doubts and injustices in Ye Fei's heart were immediately replaced by feelings of pity, and he wanted to go through the cable and hug him.
"It seems to have lost weight and didn't have a rest." She wrote, "Don't worry about my business. I will consider it carefully when you encounter a suitable job. You can handle your business. Now you don't want me to ask. , I won’t ask. But remember what you said, when you meet, you have to tell me one to five to ten. Also, eat well and sleep well and take care of your body."
Ye Fei was filled with enthusiasm and was poured with cold water. She knew that Chen Jiajun must have encountered something tricky, but he didn't want to tell her. After being together, she has become accustomed to his petting and taking care of him, such a cold conversation, the gap is really too big. She stared at the computer screen blankly, thought for a while, typed in the search bar, "Do boys tell his girlfriend when they are in trouble", and browsed a few articles.
Netizens have different opinions.
"Not necessarily, it varies from person to person."
"Because your EQ is too low, he doesn't want to say it." Ye Fei thought to himself: I didn't!
"I would like to talk to my friends even more. Men want to be admired by their lovers. It would be a shame to tell you the frustration." Ye Fei nodded, um, Chen Jiajun is a very narcissistic person.
"Most boys want to have an independent space and be able to calmly think about problems." It seems that he shouldn't be annoying.
"I want to take it all and pretend to be nonchalant, not to worry about the woman I love. Smart women shouldn't keep asking."
Looking at these few, I felt a little relaxed, and then I saw a few more in a blink of an eye.
"Maybe not, but I definitely hope someone will accompany you to take care of it."
"If I didn't tell you, it was an outsider, and I didn't treat you as a family member."
Ye Fei felt relieved and worried from time to time, and sighed. Compared with Chen Jiajun, he is really a child who has not grown up. She didn't get any constructive advice on the annoying things he encountered. What he can do is to stay with him. It was because of such a distance that she couldn't even give a warm hug, so she wanted to know everything he encountered so desperately. Putting down his various doubts for the time being, after waiting for the meeting, he explained frankly and candidly.
Chen Jiajun closed the computer, his fingers still trembling slightly. The nurse came over: "Mr. Chen, can this be put away for you?" He nodded and closed his eyes slightly. I still didn't listen to my hands, I could only type letter by letter, and I often typed the wrong pinyin. It takes a minute or two to write a short sentence.
Moreover, he didn't know how to tell Ye Fei, he didn't even have the mood to make up an excuse to comfort her. This feeling of powerlessness made him restless. He knows that he has been in a very bad mood recently, and he does not want to talk to anyone.
Including Ye Fei.
At this moment, someone came over recklessly and sat beside him.
"Want to go for a walk in the garden? I can support you."
You don't need to open your eyes to know that it is Mooney's voice. Chen Jiajun ignored him.
"I have already reflected on my mistakes. Don't pull a face anymore." Mooney leaned forward, "Who provoked you with such a bad face? Is it your little girlfriend?"
Chen Jiajun raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him coldly.
"Not intentional." Mooney spread his hands. "I passed by you twice, and all I saw were Chinese. Don't worry. I don't understand what you are talking about."
"You go." Chen Jiajun raised his chin, "Let me stay for a while."
Mooney shrugged and walked toward the garden angrily. Passing by the attending doctor's office, he stopped and knocked on the door, wanting to inquire about Chen Jiajun's treatment. Pushing open the door, he found that there was a guest inside, with a neat suit and a calm and calm look.
The doctor said: "Wait a moment, I'll see you in a while."
"It's okay, I'm just passing by and have a chat by the way." Mooney smiled, "I'm going to exercise." He turned around and brought the door to the door, thinking, hey, that guest looks familiar, a bit like KC.
The doctor in the door said: "This is the general situation of the patient."
The man nodded: "So, his language ability has recovered more obviously, but he can't talk smoothly for the time being; he can walk, but temporarily can't run; he can swim, but he can't dive."
"Yes, it is very not recommended. Because of severe decompression sickness, it can be counted as a susceptible population."
"So, will his injured nerve cells regenerate?"
The doctor shook his head: "This kind of damage is permanent. To put it simply, it's like a shot at the spinal cord, and that part of the nerve is completely ineffective."