A Serious Person Who Writes A Diary - CH 23

Seeing this message, Wen Xia didn’t think much about it, and even from Lin Feng Qi’s usual demeanor, he imagined his appearance of frowning and disapproving of him for not going back.

Is this urging? Is it a secret order? right?

Wen Xia was a little uncomfortable.

Wen Xia: [Is something wrong? ]

The big Party A: […I have to go to the hospital later, don’t forget. ]

Wen Xia: [I know, didn’t you say go at five o’clock? ]

Wen Xia: [What time is it now, what’s the hurry]

Wen Xia: [It will only take me half an hour to get back to you from my house]

Wen Xia: [Otherwise, I’ll go directly to the hospital, and I don’t have to go back home to meet with you ]

Wen Xia :”it’s not like I’m wearing dirty clothes and I have to go back and change.”

Wen Xia sent several messages in a row, and he was in such a bad mood that he had to break down a sentence and send it in several sentences, so as to create unstoppable pressure on the other side like a thunderstorm.

The strong smell of gunpowder overflowed from the dialog boxes that popped up one after another.

Lin Feng Qi was silent.

The other party is typing…

It took about five minutes to enter.

The Big Party A: [Good. ]

He felt like he won, but it doesn’t feel like he won completely. Wen Xia looked at the word, and felt like he was punching on cotton, which was unpleasant.

Wen Xia finally went directly to the hospital, arrived half an hour early, and met Lin Feng Qi at the entrance of the parking lot.

Lin Feng Qi slowly approached with an insulated lunch box in his hand, Wen Xia was stunned, and suddenly felt that he saw the familiar boy from many years ago again.

Lin Feng Qi also froze when he saw him, and then frowned slightly: “Your clothes…” It’s not the same set as before going out. It’s different from the casual set, which looks more refreshing.

Liao Xingshen’s words echoed in his ears… So Wen Xia specially changed clothes for this blind date.

Does he know it’s a blind date? According to Liao Xingshen, he and Liao’s father went to Wen Xia’s house for dinner.

Wen Xia’s impatience with himself was because he had a blind date with Liao Xingshen, did he think he was better?

Liao Xingshen is indeed a little bit better than that Fanghuai…. Liao Xingshen sent a message saying that when they were going out to go to the movies, they encountered someone who was arguing with Wen Xia… Wen Xia said that It’s “bad luck”.

Is that Fang Huai?

Wen Xia and Fang Huai live opposite to each other’s door?

Didn’t they know each other longer than he thought?

Wen Xia couldn’t think of how his own clothes were in Lin Feng Qi’s mind. He looked down at his clothes, dissatisfied: “What’s wrong with my clothes, they don’t fit? I can’t change them now if they don’t fit. I’ll pay attention next time?”

“…” Lin Feng Qi seemed to hesitate, and finally put his eyes on the bag he was carrying, “This is?”

“I bought some fruit for Auntie,” Wen Xia said. He opened the bag and showed him, “I wanted to buy a fruit basket, but it’s not worth it.”

Lin Feng Qi looked at the fruit in the bag and was stunned. There were some yacon fruits, oranges and apples in it, which happened to be Ye Shixu’s favorite fruits.

He looked at Wen Xia with confusion and inquiry in his eyes: “Why did you think of buying these fruits?”

“Are these not good? I asked the aunt who set up the stall what the patient should eat, and she told me to buy these.” Wen Xia’s tone was a natural lie.

Lin Feng Qi didn’t say anything else.

The two reached the ward and Wen Xia only remembered one thing when they arrived at the door of the ward – he glanced at his hands and did not wear a ring. Looking at Lin Feng Ai again, it seems that since Fang Lianshu’s birthday party, he has been wearing the ring and never took it off… Does he like this ring so much?

Does Lin Feng Qi like these kinds of shiny things?

Thinking about it, he held down Lin Feng Qi’s hand that was going to open the door, pretending not to feel the man’s momentary stiffness, and said in a low voice, “I’m not wearing a ring.”

Lin Feng Qi’s eyes fell on the hand was pressing on his own. He looked at his hands and said, “…it’s fine.”

“Oh.” Wen Xia loosened her hand.

The light in the man’s eyes dimmed imperceptibly, and then he opened the door of the ward as usual.

The temperature in mid-to-late October was getting colder every day, and the heating was already turned on in the ward. Ye Shixue was wearing a cardigan and playing with the two pots of autumn chrysanthemums in front of the windowsill.

Hearing the movement at the door, she turned her head and smiled and said, “Come in?”

Wen Xia was able to say hello in a normal way: “Mom.”

“Hey, sit down,” seeing the fruit in his hand, “Come when you come, Why are you spending money again?”

“What kind of spending is this, a few fruits are not expensive.”

“Then I can’t eat so much, so I’ll just keep half of it, you guys can bring some back to eat.”

“Mom,” Lin Feng Qi Put the insulated lunch box on the bedside table, “We can buy it if we want to eat it. You can keep it and eat it with Aunt Wen.” Aunt Wen was the nurse Lin Feng Qi invited to take care of Ye Shixue for a long time.

Ye Shixue reluctantly accepted it.

“Let’s eat first.” Lin Feng Qi said.

“No hurry, I’ll finish watering this flower first.”

Wen Xia said, “I’ll water it, Mom, go and eat.”

“No, you sit,” Ye Shixue quickly changed her mind, “Ah Qi, come here.”

Lin Feng Qi said “um”.

Wen Xia touched his nose, and had to sit on the chair with peace of mind and didn’t move.

After Lin Feng Qi entered the ward, he took off his jacket and wore this thin sweater with a bottom layer. He picked up his sleeves and poured a pot of water. The water slowly flowed into the flowerpot. The warm fabric of the sweater appeared in such a situation showing a touch of tenderness.

Wen Xia also remembered the teenager and the figure of the teenager lying in front of the ward table.

Time has changed, and the young man is no longer the poor boy he used to be. Today, he stands tall and straight in front of the windowsill. He is more tenacious, as if he can hold up all the wind and rain, and will no longer bow his back because of anything.

Wen Xia was unconsciously fascinated, until Ye Shixue called out, “Xiao Xia?”

He suddenly returned to his senses: “Ah, here, what’s wrong, Mom?” Now he calls Mom more and more smoothly.

Ye Shixue smiled and said, “What are you looking at?”

“…”

Wen Xia was surprised when she asked this. Under the woman’s meaningful gaze, he suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he was so hot that he started to sweat.

“I’m not looking at anything,” he stretched out his hand and pinched his hot earlobe, then changed his mind immediately, “I’m looking at the flowers. Mom, the flowers you plant are so beautiful.”

“Are the flowers really beautiful?” Ye Shixue smiled.

Wen Xia’s lips moved, not knowing how to answer.

There were only two pots of flowers in total, and Lin Feng Qi soon finished watering. He put down the kettle and came back from the balcony, without hearing the conversation between the two, and said, “Mom, I have already arranged the nursing home, and you can live in it next Saturday. ”

In fact, Ye Shixue’s body can no longer be hospitalized. Compared to a hospital, the sanatorium that Lin Feng Qi contacted is more like a resort. It has complete facilities, including a psychological counseling center, a sports hall, and more leisure and entertainment venues. It does not only provide patients with good recuperation. The environment is also for ordinary people to relax when they feel tired.

The hospital is stuffy and there is no place to do activities. She has to face doctors and nurses all day, and go out for a walk.

“You… it’s not easy to make money,” Ye Shixue sighed, her eyes suddenly fell on her son’s wrist, “What’s wrong with your hand, are you injured ? ”

The author has something to say:

Not only the hand, but also the heart is quite hurt.