[Shanshan is here] Please give me more advice for the rest of my life

In fact, before I completely lost consciousness that day, I also thought about what it would be like to wake up.

Of course, the main premise is that I have to wake up with my life.

Putting aside all the sincerity and hypocrisy, I really want to talk to him openly and honestly. This time, don't test each other, don't have words in your words, don't pretend to be stupid tacitly, and don't bother to guess the other party's mind.

I have given each other enough time to calm down and buffer. No matter what the result or answer is, I am confident that I can accept it calmly and calmly, and I should not lose my composure like that day.

While bearing the title of Mrs. Xiao, she also thought that she tried her best to take care of the overall situation.

Now, Xiao's "crisis" no longer exists, the past and old hatreds have long since come to an end, the situation is no longer subtle and imminent, and there is no longer any worries about the future.

Then, when all is said and done, I should always have the right to understand my situation and my role.

But in the current situation, even if I had never fantasized about the scene of a sleepless beard standing in front of the hospital bed at the beginning, it was really difficult for me to do it.

Well, if he doesn't come to see me, I have to go to him.

Han Chen obviously didn't expect that I would ask to meet first, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes: "You want to see him?"

He seemed to be interested: "In this situation, shouldn't you break down hysterically and shout, you talk, talk, I won't listen, I won't listen to you, get out of here? Ms. Xue, why don't you press the button?" Did the script go?"

I smiled helplessly: "If you earn so much, the wound will open."

"Then what do you want to do with him?" Han Chen looked at me.

"Just to make things clear."

"and then?"

I was startled.

He didn't wait for my answer, and continued, "Divorce?"

My heart was stabbed suddenly, and it took me a long time before I slowly let go of the tight palms I didn't know when: "Shouldn't it be?"

The beginning of the story was a transaction with a clearly marked price. He helped me overcome the disaster, and I eliminated the disaster for him. Those detours can be regarded as returning to the original point.

Now my duties have also been completed, as originally envisioned, it will be a clean end.

Han Chen didn't discuss this issue with me directly, he just said slowly: "You blame him?"

I shook my head without thinking, thought for a while, and nodded again.

I have never been a saint. It is absolutely false to say that I don't mind such a thing at all, but if I think about it rationally, it is not incomprehensible.

His position has always been very clear, which is more important, which is first and which is last, and I am afraid that it can be ranked high or low.

What happened later was nothing more than a choice after trade-offs and trade-offs. Although it was not done by a gentleman, it was barely considered human nature.

It's like, the same thing, for me, is cruel and decisive, but for others, it is painstaking and even unscrupulous whole-hearted protection.

But he didn't protect me, so even if he understood, he still couldn't feel uncomfortable.

But can you really put all the blame on him?In the end, I was not unaware of the clues, and I even knew that if I took a step forward, I would be able to clear the fog and see the whole truth, but I was the one who stopped, and I closed my eyes and covered my ears, so what if I didn’t gamble once? It's me who can't be reconciled, and naturally I can't just blame others if I lose the bet.

I think that this self-analysis has been as objective and sincere as possible, and Han Chen seemed to be taken aback for a moment, showing a rare look of difficulty: "He is actually now..."

"what?"

"It's nothing." He scratched his hair irritably, "Forget it, I don't know why, never mind, why should I clean up his own mess?"

I:"……"

The pianist Han Da refused to take care of me, so I can only rely on my own efforts.

I don’t know if it’s fate or not, Xiao Wu and I seem to have a bad memory about the phone call. The last time I made him angry because I didn’t call him for no reason. This time, it’s the first time I called him. The phone, unfortunately did not go through.

Frankly, right now I'm flipping through the phone book, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

After a long period of mental construction, I restrained my emotions and dialed the phone.

Fortunately, it worked this time.

However, the person who answered the phone was not Xiao Wu.

The other party seemed to be a little dazed, but he quickly reacted. The gentle and intellectual female voice said gently and politely, what's the matter with calling now?

I couldn't come back to my senses for a moment: "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Mr. Xiao's assistant. If you have any questions or requests in the hospital, you can tell me at any time. Mr. Xiao explained, and everything will be done according to your wishes."

I have no intention of entangled with these: "Excuse me, is he not there?"

"Mr. Xiao, he...it's not convenient to answer the phone now." Her voice sounded a bit embarrassed, "I can help you convey something you have."

"Around when will you be free?"

"I'm in a meeting with the representative of the other company, maybe..." Someone seemed to say something on the other end of the phone, she responded twice, then paused, and continued, "Well... wait a moment, I will put the Take the phone."

I didn't expect the situation to take a sudden turn. It wasn't until the phone on the other end changed the owner that I subconsciously said: "Mr. Xiao..."

"Um"

It was the first time I heard his voice on the phone, it was probably processed by electric current, and it was a bit lower than before.

Just as he was slightly distracted, he seemed to pause for a moment, then hesitated a little, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

I couldn't help but stroked the wound on my neck lightly. Although he couldn't see it, I shook my head unconsciously: "It's almost healed."

"That's good."

"When is Mr. Xiao free?"

"I'm abroad now, I'm going to stay for a while." There was a long pause this time, "Can you wait for me to come back?"

"it is good."

"Well, take care of yourself."

Without Xiao Wu, the meeting can only be put on hold temporarily. Fortunately, since I have made plans in my heart, and the two of them have a certain tacit understanding, then the future will be long, so I might as well take advantage of these last few days to stay in the hospital and cultivate my self-cultivation.

The wound is almost healed. When I removed the gauze for the last time, I still hadn't realized it.

The little girl who took care of me thought I was nervous, so she smiled and comforted me in a warm voice: "It's okay, the wound heals well, and there will be no obvious scars."

I laughed a bit, I wasn't worried about that at all.

The members of the Xiao family have always been generous. They have been the best ward and the best doctor these days, so I don't need to worry about it.

A scab formed on the wound, and it fell off slowly. Sure enough, when he was discharged from the hospital, there was only an inconspicuous mark left, which was so faint that it could hardly be seen.

It was Xiao Liu who came to pick us up.

Han Chen was holding the game in his hand, and he wanted to get into the car too. I was helpless and funny, so I could only say: "I'm fine now."

By implication, your caregiving can be over.

He didn't even raise his head: "Why do good people do what they want? What are you going to do when you go back?"

I fastened my seat belt: "I need to pack my things first."

The movement of his hands stopped.

The characters in the game seemed to be in a battle, and they were slashed by random knives, making a heart-piercing scream.

I looked funny, and pointed out, "You're dead."

"I also found out." His complexion was a bit complicated, "Is it so urgent?"

"It's not urgent. The house has been found and the furniture is complete. You can live in it after packing up your things."

The car drove smoothly as always, but I don't know if it was because of my state of mind. I always felt that this already quite familiar road was long and terrifying.

It was rare for Han Chen to say anything, and only frowned slightly.

I looked out the window, and vaguely remembered the sleepiness and reluctance I felt when I took a walk with Xiao Wu last time.

It took a while before I smiled helplessly: "Although I haven't said it, you all know it, right? Even Xiao Lin knows that I like him."

Han Chen nodded.

This is as it should be. For a man like him, I am afraid that he has already seen the clues when he first discovered that I was not serious about learning the piano.

I also nodded slightly, and said honestly, "So, I really don't want to live here anymore."

If there are only benefits and exchanges, it's okay to continue the reunion drama for the rest of the life in peace, but it's too embarrassing for me to act with him without any grievances after knowing my mood.

Han Chen opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He thought for a while with a strange expression, but suddenly smiled and raised his eyebrows, and said without a clue: "Well, it's good to be able to drag someone into the water."

I panicked inexplicably, "What?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the students have all run away, so of course my tutor should pack up and leave."

"Are you going?"

"The people who paid my wages have all left, of course I have to go." He spread his hands pretending to be wronged, "I have seniors and juniors, so I can't be a white worker."

It's as unscrupulous as ever, and I somehow felt a little strange, so I couldn't help but frowned: "How much salary does he pay you?"

He stared at the boss with an unbelievable look: "Miss Xue, no wonder you dare to say that you want to keep Xiao Wu, such a local tyrant?"

I knew he would fool around like this.

Han Da’s pianist was especially dissatisfied, and couldn’t stop once his drama addiction started: “Ahhh, I’m flattered to be able to enjoy the same treatment as Xiao Wu.”

I resisted the desire to roll my eyes: "Do you want to make an offer?"

Han Chen laughed so hard that all the branches trembled. I even felt the whole car vibrate. It took me a long time to forcefully stop and straighten my expression: "I said before, you don't want to learn the piano."

"I said it too, and now I am willing."

We all knew the reason why we didn't want to learn at the beginning, but now that we have seen it, we will naturally not reject it anymore.

Han Chen seemed a little surprised, his expression changed a few times, and finally he hooked the corners of his lips, just like when I first saw him, he had a slightly joking look: "Then I won't teach, I'm not Xiao Wu's face Woolen cloth."