lonely patient

The knock on the door interrupted my conversation with Wen Luming.He went to open the door, but the strange thing was that the people outside didn't speak, and neither did he. The two of them confronted each other at the door for a long time before I heard Wen Luming say: "Come in."

Then Yan Song appeared in my line of sight, wearing an indifferent black coat, saw my frown, and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Luming followed behind him, and his face was not very good-looking.My eyes stopped between the two of them, and when I was about to answer, Wen Luming spoke first, and said calmly, "I hurt my head and ribs after rear-ending in the rain."

Yan Song turned his head when he heard the sound, and Wen Luming said again: "His ribs are broken, and it hurts when he speaks."

Yan Song snorted coldly, looked back at me, and said, "It's good if it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, you won't have a long memory."

I was keenly aware that the two people in front of me didn't like each other, Yan Zong didn't like it, he didn't like anyone, but Wen Luming seldom showed his dislike for a person outright.Although Yan Song is indeed quite annoying.

"Brother," I tried to change the subject, "Why are you here?"

"I'll take you home." Yan Song said.

"I do not……"

"You can't help but say no." Yan Song interrupted me coldly, "Before the wedding, just stay at home obediently and don't even think about going anywhere."

wedding? !I was stunned by this bolt from the blue, "What kind of wedding..."

Yan Song ignored me, turned to Wen Luming and said, "Professor Wen, I have something to talk to you, is it convenient for me to move?"

I looked at Wen Luming again, but he didn't look at me either, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, silently confronting Yan Song, and after a long while, he said a word slowly: "Okay."

"Wait a minute!" I was in a hurry, and shouted at them with the loudest voice I could. Immediately afterwards, there was a crushing pain in my chest. With the bed sheet in hand, I tried my best to say calmly: "Is there anything that can't be said here?"

Yan Song glanced at me and said indifferently, "You'd better not listen."

"But..." I looked at Wen Luming helplessly, but he looked away and refused to meet my gaze.

The door slammed shut, and I was half leaning against the head of the bed, facing the blank wall in front of me, my mind was in a mess.

Wen Luming's last gaze made me feel deeply uneasy. I wanted to know what Yan Song was telling him, so I tried to move, but was forced back to bed by the pain.

As the minutes passed, my anxiety continued to build.

I endured the pain again and tried to get up. After working hard for a long time, I finally let myself sit on the edge of the bed, with my feet reaching the slippers on the ground.

I took a deep breath, grabbed the railing at the end of the bed and stood up little by little, and then slowly went to support the opposite wall. Every time I moved, there was a burst of unbearable pain.

Yan Song and Wen Luming didn't go far, they were in the small living room outside the ward.When I finally got close to the door, I heard the voices of the two of them talking.

Like every time at the negotiating table, Yan Song said in a casual and oppressive tone, "Professor Wen, you are a smart person, and I don't need to explain some things too clearly."

Wen Luming was always calm, and said lightly: "Well, I know."

Know what... I don't understand.

"Your relationship can continue, provided that he must get married." Yan Song said, "In principle, you can't be blamed for such an accident this time, but it's hard for me to treat it as nothing to do with you. So during this period of time, I will make a statement. Joe is going home to recuperate, I hope you understand."

This time Wen Luming was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, there was an inexplicable relief in his voice.I can even imagine him smiling faintly.

"Since we're getting married..." he said, "there's no need to continue our relationship. Take him away."

What does it mean not to continue... I couldn't tell where I was hurting. The moment I opened the door, I almost fell to the ground with my feet limp.

Yan Song stood up vigorously and asked, "Who told you to come out?"

I didn't look at him, I looked straight at Wen Luming and said, "I don't want to get married."

"Don't be willful." Yan Song said.

"Besides this sentence, what else would you say?" I looked at Yan Song, "Since you were young, you didn't discuss all the decisions you made with me, you just told me not to be willful, why?!"

After I finished speaking in one breath, I couldn't hold it anymore, bent down and coughed like I was dying. The cough made my chest hurt more and more, my forehead was sweating, and my eyes were spinning.

In a trance, someone held my shoulders and let me lean on him.I looked up and saw a familiar face, but the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the alienation I didn't want to see.

"Teacher Wen..." Like a child who has done something wrong, I suddenly felt a sore nose, "Are you angry..."

In the past, Wen Luming would comfort me at this time, hug me tenderly and say it's okay.But now he just looks at me and asks slowly:

"What identity am I angry with?"

"Yan Qiao, who am I to you?"

I opened my mouth and found that I couldn't answer.

Wen Luming didn't seem to need my answer either, he took me back to the ward, picked me up and put me on the bed firmly, without giving me a single look.

I was afraid that he would leave, so I grabbed his arm anxiously and said, "Don't leave first."

Wen Luming stopped and waited for my next words, but I suddenly didn't know what to say.

He stood by the bed and looked at me. After a long time, he said, "I knew about your marriage a long time ago. I was waiting for you to confess to me, but you never said it."

"You, got it...?" I was completely flustered and completely forgot to explain to him.Wen Luming was still indifferent, and said: "I understand that the relationship between the two of us is not worthy of your confession to me."

"No, it's not..."

"Yan Qiao, it's because of my pheromones that you've been with me for so long, isn't it?" Wen Luming's calm face finally tore a tear at this point, "Otherwise, I will be with those people around you. It doesn't really matter. I'm not the first, I'm not the last, and I'm not the most special, right?"

My mind went blank, I just shook my head mechanically: "No, no... Did Yan Song tell you this too?"

"No one needs to tell, I know everything."

"Yan Qiao."

I saw a trace of repressed pain in Wen Luming's expression. He called my name, which made me want to cover my ears and dare not listen to the next words.

His voice has never been so difficult as today, looking at me and said word by word: "If I say, there is no coincidence between us, everything that happened is because I love you."

With a bang, something suddenly collapsed in my heart.

"I said I love you, you and me, should it be over forever?"

Wen Luming said... love me.

The two words I don't want to hear the most came out of his mouth.

These two words often mean the beginning, but in my case, it always heralds the end.

I instinctively erected a dike all over my body, watching that Wen Luming did not speak.Maybe my reaction showed my attitude, he showed a bitter smile, lowered his eyes and said, "I knew it."

"You take care of your injuries and don't worry your family." He finally touched my hair and said, "I'm going first."

"Wait a minute..." I suddenly felt great unease in my heart, stopped him and said incoherently: "Why must... Aren't we fine now? Can't it just be like this?"

Wen Luming spoke calmly, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes. "At first I thought I could, but now I'm getting more and more greedy, and I want something else besides being with you."

"Yan Qiao," he looked at me, "I don't want to share it with others, so I don't want it."

The door of the ward was gently closed, and I heard Yan Song say outside: "Thank you for taking care of him during this time."

Wen Luming didn't say anything.I still don't understand why it suddenly became like this. Yesterday we agreed to go home together, but today I was lying on the hospital bed alone, and he didn't seem to want me anymore.

He doesn't want me anymore... This realization made my throat choke, and my eyes were clouded with mist.

Yan Song came in and saw me looking dazed, frowned, and said, "Follow me first."

I didn't look at him and said, "No."

"Why, because of that professor?" Yan Song was even more displeased, "You ran to S City alone because of him, and almost had an accident, and now you are fighting against your family because of him. Yan Qiao, you don't care about your relationship. Who is the problem with?"

"My car accident has nothing to do with him. If I don't get married, it has nothing to do with him." My heart was empty, but my emotions calmed down, "I'm not in a relationship either."

As if hearing some joke, Yan Song sneered, "Yes, you are not in a relationship, you just regard Wen Luming as Xu Yang's substitute. Wake up, you are already dead, you are holding on to a pheromone What is the use?"

"I... take Wen Luming as a substitute?" I found that I couldn't understand Yan Song's words, I shook my head blankly and said, "No, he is not anyone's substitute."

Then I realized, did Wen Luming think so too?

"He must have misunderstood, no, I have to explain to him." I turned over to find my phone while talking to myself, Yan Song held it down, and said bitterly, "Come home with me, before the injury heals." Don't want to see anyone!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't give me another chance to resist, and called bodyguards from outside the door, and pushed me out with the bed and into the nanny's car.After I got home, I continued to be guarded. Yan Song didn't confiscate my mobile phone. I tried to call Wen Luming, but after a few times, I found that he had set Do Not Disturb.

The dizziness and pain made me exhausted quickly, and I lay on the bed as if collapsed, staring blankly at the phone screen, trying to wait for the reply from Wen Luming.However, all the phone calls and messages went nowhere, and he said it was over, as if it could really be over simply.

Later, I didn't know whether I passed out or fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes again, I had a needle in my hand.Yan Song sat on the edge of the bed, pinching his brows wearily.

"Brother..." I didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore, so I asked in a weak voice, "What did you tell Teacher Wen?"

Yan Song looked at me, his eyes still indifferent, "It's just an alpha, is it worth it?"

I shook my head, "He's different."

"I don't see any difference in how you treat him." Yan Song stood up, as if he had exhausted his patience, "Instead of asking what I said, it's better to ask what you did."

"Also, the engagement banquet is tentatively scheduled for the next year. Before that, don't trouble me any more."

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Happy Valentine's Day...