I can recall, after all, it is a matter of two people, and it is impossible to do one thing and two things in peace. He Zhishu's heart was suddenly twisted and hurt, as if he was feeling the same for whose suffering.On January 2, 2015, it snowed heavily in Beijing, more than nine months earlier than the first snow in 2014. When Jiang Wenxu came out of the hospital, he was stunned when he went down the steps, and Jing Wen hurriedly supported him.
What Jiang Wenxu held in his hand were a few thin, crumpled checklists.
It took Zhang Jingwen a lot of effort to find and bring out the backup of the medical examination. The cold white paper and black letters completely shredded Jiang Wenxu's last hope.
Jiang Wenxu pressed the sheets of paper tightly to his chest, and broke away Zhang Jingwen and walked forward by himself. He was in a very poor state of mind, and his whole person was in a trance state. Jing Wen failed to persuade him, and saw with his own eyes the tall and powerful man kneeling on the snow, and a deep mark was printed on the white ground.
Jiang Wenxu's eyes were red. He didn't look like he was crying, nor did he get up. He tore through the medical examinations one by one in a ruthless manner. He was fighting something dark and evil, but he still lost. Jiang Wenxu looked at the shreds of confetti with fragility and sadness in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at his friend who was also in a complicated mood, and smiled reluctantly.
He said, "I seem to have a terrible dream. Help me get up. When the first snow falls every year, I have to eat dumplings with
Zhishu ." Zhang Jingwen's eyes were red, and he sighed. : "Wen Xu...you can't lie to yourself."
Retribution came, and Jiang Wenxu really couldn't lie to himself. He was sober, the first time he was so sober in these years. He clearly began to remember that Xuetian He Zhishu called himself, his tone of voice was careful and expectant, he said: "I should eat dumplings on snowy days, I will make them for you", he said: "I miss you, you are today Can you go home?" He said: "Where is your ring?...If you lose it, you will lose it, it's not a big deal"...
How dare Jiang Wenxu imagine how that person could endure such a tragic illness, waiting for him to go home alone. But that is He Zhishu. It is the person who once remembered the love into his bones, the person who is most afraid of hardship and pain, and deserves to be regarded as the precious person of life. He slowly raised his red hands that had been blown by the cold wind. These hands were once interlocking with the other hands, he had carefully embraced the person he liked, and he had also ignited passion and caress. But then it changed. These hands gave loud slaps, touched some other people, and finally touched all the absurd rests-those few medical examinations. Zhang Jingwen pulls Jiang Wenxu up hard, mourning his misfortune and angering him: "Don't be embarrassed here. If you dare to do it, you should have thought of the consequences long ago. Even if he doesn't have such a disease, his temperament can continue to bear you. How long?!" He Zhishu is not a character that is incompatible with everything. He will never turn his face into no room for maneuver just because of someone hurting and betraying him once. But some people know that the most terrifying aspect of He Zhishu’s temper is that he almost spoiled you and made you lose sight of his bottom line. He can tolerate it again and again, and be hurt intentionally or unintentionally. But once he gets tired or hits the bottom line, He Zhishu will not even leave the opportunity to apologize for compensation. What's more, when He Zhishu was at his most vulnerable, Jiang Wenxu still only hurt him, and departed carelessly. Even if it is ten years of warmth and love, once separated, it is just a deeper pain in retrospect after missing it. Jiang Wenxu started looking for people, and the company was not interested. He wanted to bring He Zhishu back, doubly treat him well, and do everything he could to cure him. The first thing Jiang Wenxu found was the relationship between Ai Ziyu and Ai Ziqian. Support: () Share those who need it! Please leave a message if you can’t find the book!
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