The south branch is warm, the north branch is cold

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Maybe it's because she really loves her, Wen Cheng thought, in fact, Yan Yan is lucky, she has actually received a lot of love since she was born, maybe, like him, like Ye Sichen, maybe in the way of loving her I went the wrong way, but it was also because of love.

But at this moment, he also understood why Wen Yan chose Chi Qiao.

Chi Qiao sat on the small bench, holding Wen Yan's hand, her eyes were red and swollen, but she didn't cry, shed already two days ago.

The accident that day, the car, originally came for her. It was clearly waiting for her in the community and downstairs. All the sins and pain Wen Yan is suffering at this moment are all because of her.

Wen Yan's fingers moved, but Chi Qiao didn't feel anything. I don't know if it was because she was lost in thoughts, or because she hadn't dripped water for three days, which led to the decline of her sensory system.

"Joe..."

His voice was too hoarse, and he couldn't speak after only yelling a word. His whole body hurt, but he still moved his hands and held Chi Qiao's hand.

Chi Qiao was half a beat slow to react. The moment she looked up and saw Wen Yan's eyes, tears fell instantly. She clearly felt that there were no more tears to shed, but she still didn't know how to express her feelings at this moment.

"Don't cry..."

Fortunately, Wen Cheng outside the door realized this moment and quickly called the doctor over.

Wen Yan was really in pain, and her face was frighteningly pale, but after the doctor left, she still smiled at Chi Qiao. Good-looking people are always good-looking, but Chi Qiao couldn't smile.

When I was 14, I first saw Wen Yan on a promotional poster. After so many years of secret love, I had an encounter with Wen Yan at the age of 21. Even the relationship that made her hard to talk about was due to the education she received since she was a child. It was contrary, but she was still secretly glad at that time, and the separation at the age of 23, and the reunion a few months ago, she always thought that she was deeply in love, that she loved too much and too much.

But in fact, Wen Yan's love is the one that moisturizes everything silently. I used to think that she changed her face too quickly on and off the stage, and felt that she had many faces. Show her your true self.

In the past, I felt that Wen Yan was not loving enough, and thought she was just too lonely. Later, I felt that she was probably used to it, or liked her a little bit, so I tolerated my temptations again and again, and Zhou Xuan within her bottom line again and again.

But Wen Yan fell off a horse last time to protect her, and this time the car accident was also to protect her. The large and small wounds on her body were all because of her.

Last time she said: Don't be afraid!

This time she said: Don't cry!

The gentle love is probably the forbearing affection.

Chi Qiao moved her steps, staggered and knelt down in front of Wen Yan's sick bed, held her hand, and was afraid of hurting her, so she didn't dare to use too much force, she put her head on the sick bed and bit her lip tightly, not wanting to Dare to cry out loud.

"Jojo, look up!"

Chi Qiao rubbed his eyes on his sleeve before raising his head.

"Give me a kiss!" Wen Yan hooked Gouchi Qiao's hand with her fingers, trying to sound as relaxed as possible.

"I really hate you! Wen Yan." Chi Qiao carefully lowered her head and put her lips on Wen Yan's fingers.

Wen Yan is gentle and young.

Wen Cheng came back after chatting with the doctor for a few words, stood at the door and didn't go in, he didn't want to make Wen Yan angry at this time, didn't want to see her at this moment, didn't want to know how cruel he was before, didn't want to know his most beloved sister In fact, there is half of the reason for this appearance now.

Chi Qiao's parents came after dark. Wen Cheng sent people to stop them all the time. Everyone in the Ye family was stopped at the door. Even Wen Yan's manager and assistant were sent away when they came. Only Chi Qiao, who was always by Wen Yan's side, and her parents could come in.

The two of them came here with nutritious meals. They came here just before the New Year's Eve, when the school was on holiday, and they were not in a hurry to go back. Besides, such a big incident happened, they came here with food at night these few days .

Seeing Wen Cheng sitting at the door, Father Chi handed over the smaller lunch box. Before he could speak, Mother Chi tugged at his sleeve, motioning him to look inside.

From their angle, they can only see the profiles of the two of them. Wen Yan is lying on the bed with her head slightly tilted. Although her face is pale, her spirit looks good, with a slight curve on her lips, and their daughter Chi Qiao, who was sitting on the side holding Wen Yan's hand, sometimes pursed his mouth, sometimes raised his lips, had many facial expressions, and didn't seem to always look calm and calm in front of them.

Mother Chi patted Father Chi on the arm, then pointed to the lunch box in his hand, motioning for him to send it over.

Only then did Father Chi knock on the door, his eyes turned around at the same time for two days, and then he froze for a moment at the same time. Chi Qiao lowered his eyes, paused before getting up and coming to open the door: "Father."

"Some lighter soup, both of you can eat some." Father Chi handed over the thermos bucket. They would cook it and bring it over every day for the past few days, but Wen Yan didn't wake up. He refused to tell the two of them, he knew that in Qiao Qiao's heart, they were also to blame, after all, if it wasn't for the two of them that day, nothing would happen to Wen Yan.

Chi Qiao took the thermos, and didn't know what to say, but Chi's father reached out and closed the door.

"My parents' cooking skills are quite good, do you want to eat something now?" Chi Qiao walked over, trying to keep his expression as natural as possible.

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