The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 133
After that, the days in the capital were nothing special.Just like all the time Yue Wenjing was here, or all the days and months she enjoyed the loneliness, day after day.

After that day, she never saw Xiao Qinghan again.

He never came back, and she never went to him.Even such an idea never appeared.

Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are traveling abroad.As the head of the family, the uncle is busy with affairs.The second uncle has been going out early and returning late recently, so he seldom sees people.The two aunts also have their own things to do.

Usually, Xiao Qian is the only one who can see and say a few words in Xiao Zhai.

However, since Wei Shuyang came home from vacation, the two often went out to play together.There is not even such a person.

However, in such a situation, Yu Yue asked Jing, but he couldn't wish for it.

When she is in a bad mood, what she fears the most is the greetings from those close to her.Every time I was asked in the name of "concern", the wound was uncovered again, and the flesh and blood were displayed in front of everyone, accepting the baptism of all kinds of eyes.That feeling, very sad.In contrast, she would rather clean up her emotions in silence.

It's like, at this moment, leaning on the deck chair in the yard, tilting your head, looking at the top of the tree at the end of your line of sight.Occasionally, a few birds docked on it, causing a slight tremor.

Her eyes and thoughts followed suit.

Romantically and lazily, let go.

This state is actually closer to her original self.I have been used to keeping myself busy and enriched for many years, and occasionally returning to this state of doing nothing, although it is inevitable that some incongruity will arise, but the feeling is still good.No wonder she was so enamored with the experience before.

However, after only two days, she began to repeat her previous life again.

Morning exercises, reciting, practicing calligraphy, learning the piano, playing music, reviewing books, making tea... On the surface, she is only more diligent than before.However, if you look at her entire itinerary for the past few days, you can find that she is repeating the work of the previous day almost mechanically and procedurally.Even though, the specific things she practices are different every day.

Like a humanoid machine without a soul.

Gradually, her state seemed to change again.It seemed to be alive again, but it was getting harder and harder to feel her mood swings, as if she had wrapped herself in a thick cocoon.You can feel the beating of that heart, and you can know that she is alive and has emotions, but you don't know.You can't read her mind.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

It is clear that there are more than ten days before the end of the holiday, but life seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes.Even Yue Wenjing himself has changed into another look.She was in the capital at the moment, but it seemed like a big joke.

One day, she was reviewing a book in her room, and she felt that she couldn't feel at ease no matter what, even if she was reading "The Songs of Chu" that she was most interested in, she still lacked interest. Thinking about it, after reading the content over and over again, I almost didn't remember a single word.

Such a situation is really very rare for her in this life.

You know, even in the most depressing two days, before going to bed at night, she can read a few chapters of the "Tao Te Ching" casually, and she can read a few pages like a spring breeze.

This kind of performance does not seem to be the product of mental burnout, but more like the restlessness that is about to come.

I closed the book and thought about it for a while, but my mind was very chaotic, and I didn't find any clues.

What else could happen that would be worse than the present situation?
Almost subconsciously, he thought of Xiao Qinghan who hadn't appeared for more than ten days.After thinking wildly for a while, he couldn't help laughing at his nervousness.What could happen to him?

Picking up the cup at hand, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a thin layer of water barely covering the bottom of the cup.Picking up the kettle by the table, you don't even have to turn your eyes in that direction. The weight in your hand clearly tells the fact that it is almost empty inside.

Eat all day long and do nothing.Isn't that the case with her current state?Helpless smile.

Holding the kettle, he got up and went out the door.

The moment she opened the door, the noise outside made her frown displeased.

The self-isolation for a period of time has reduced her ability to distinguish human voices.When she was able to distinguish the content of the speech, what she heard was a strange and old voice, with only a simple sentence, but the grief and indignation contained in the tone could not be ignored: "She is bleeding with Tang You's blood!"

The room was silent.

At that time, her only feeling was that she was inexplicable.

The unidentified person said something unknown, which made her already frowned a little deeper, like a knot that couldn't be untied.She quickened her pace, wanting to see what happened.

However, before reaching the hall, a voice exclaimed: "Qianqian!"

Shallow!Hearing that name, Yue Wenjing's heart skipped a beat.

Something happened to Xiao Qian!
At this time, she didn't care about the current situation, what happened to Xiao Qian, she just wanted to rush to the scene, even if she could only help a little.

At the door, she saw the client.

She is shallow, curled up in Wei Shuyang's arms at this time, with her head lowered, her bangs drooping down, she can only see her tightly biting lips, one hand tightly clutching the clothes on her chest, her white skin that is almost transparent On the bed, strips of blue blood vessels crawled abruptly.The shoulders shook violently up and down.

She is in pain.

At this time, Wei Shuyang was rummaging through the small bag she was carrying, his hands were shaking because of his clumsy hands, but he tried his best to restrain the panic in his heart, and searched calmly.

Finally, he took out a medicine bottle.Unscrewed and poured out a small handful of pills.

He brought the medicine to her mouth: "Come on, open your mouth." Although there was a sense of haste in the voice, he coaxed her as gently as possible.

However, for Xiao Qian in this state, just opening his mouth slightly is a kind of torment.This movement seemed to use all the strength in her body.

Seeing this, Yue Wenjing quickly turned around to fetch a glass of water, squatted down, "Drink some water and swallow it."

Handed it to her lips, carefully grasping the angle of inclination.

The water in the cup decreased little by little, and Xiao Qian's breathing gradually became calmer.However, just when the two were about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly turned her head aside and coughed violently.

From Yue Wenjing's angle, he saw water gurgling down the corner of her mouth, taking on a tinge of blood, getting deeper and deeper.

"Qianqian!" Someone's voice sounded a little crying.

Wei Shuyang's reaction was quick, and immediately picked up Xiao Qian and ran out.

Yue Wenjing stood there blankly, not knowing how to react.

From Xiao Qian's drooping hands, she saw large patches of crimson purple.

Close your eyes in pain.

She thought that she probably understood the reason why Xiao Qian did not have the operation for so long.

(End of this chapter)