For The Rest of Our Life

Hearing the diagnosis, Wen Tong was like a big enemy, his face changed a lot, but the person Xiao Wanqing's expression was dull, calmly comforting Wen Tong's nothing, not a big deal.

Fortunately, Xiao Wanqing's tympanic membrane perforation area is not very large, and the treatment is timely. The doctor said that it is not necessary to perform repair surgery, you can try to be conservative, first drug treatment, and observe for two weeks to see if it can heal naturally.

Xiao Wanqing narrowed his eyes, considering the next thing and the risks that Lin Xian might notice after the operation. Without hesitation, he chose to choose conservative treatment. She didn't want Lin Xian to know about it. She didn't want to increase the contradiction between Lin Xian and Zhou Qin at all, nor did she want to increase Lin Xian's psychological burden. Lin Xian is now very sad.

Wen Tong tightened his eyebrows while standing on the sidelines, nervously interrupting the conversation between Xiao Wanqing and the doctor, and asked with concern whether the doctor's conservative treatment would delay the time and cause any irreversible sequelae. The doctor naturally did not dare to fill up the words, but said that the risk is very small, so that she does not have to worry too much. Wen Tong was just relieved.

After taking the medicine and sending Xiao Wanqing back, Wen Tong reassured her of the precautions that the doctor told Xiao Wanqing again. Xiao Wanqing just nodded weakly.

Wen Tong looked at Xiao Wanqing, who was obviously worried about leaning on the front passenger seat, his eyes gradually dimmed. The matter of feeling is the matter of the two of them, and it should not have been the comment and interference of her outsiders. However, she looked at Xiao Wanqing's red and swollen side face, thought of her injured ear, thought of the accusations and insults she had suffered, and her ups and downs, after all, could not bear it.

She knew people were biased, Zhou Qin was biased against Lin Xian, so she blamed Xiao Wanqing; she was biased towards Xiao Wanqing, so she was full of distrust and dissatisfaction with Lin Xian's performance in this matter.

She called her name softly: "Xiao Wanqing."

Xiao Wanqing turned his head to the side, and his clear amber eyes looked at Wen Tong softly with some doubts, waiting for her to follow.

"I know that there are some things that I don't have a position, and I'm not qualified to say. As your friend, I should support you unconditionally. But I don't remind you, I feel that I have not done my duty."

"You said." Xiao Wanqing's voice was low and quiet.

"Xiao, maybe, Lin Xian is really inappropriate for you. At least, at this moment Lin Xian is not suitable for you. I have no intention to judge whether the relationship between you is right or wrong. The method is measured by right or wrong. It’s just not suitable. Lin Xian is still too young and too young. I don’t deny that she loves you, but she can’t give you anything but love. She can't even protect herself, let alone protect you. Her current age and ability make her in the face of cruel reality, in addition to being arbitrarily slaughtered, unable to resist, implicating you, and falling into passiveness together. Falling in love clearly means that two people are responsible for each other, but now, in the eyes of most people, it has become your unilateral responsibility for her. Life is not a fairy tale, love is more than just love. "

"Sister Zhou Qin is now resisting like this, putting most of the responsibility on you. I know you are a responsible person, but some responsibilities may not be affordable for you. If Sister Zhou Qin really does It's a big event, can you let yourself go? Can you and Lin Xian be together? Take a ten thousand steps back, you are together in this situation, even if you support it now, but in the days to come, Zhou Qin Sisters, they will always have less grievances against you, but Fan Lin envy has a little difference, but whenever her development is a little bit unsatisfactory, the inexplicable charges may have to be buckled on your head one by one. Everyone is It will change, even if we dare not say that we will not change in a few years, not to mention that Lin Xian is still at such an uncertain age. You have to bear all of this, but in case she will change one day? What should you do when you feel sad? Xiao, I worry that you will be sad now that you are separated, but I am even more worried that you will not be able to withstand the collapse in the future. If the two feelings are long, how can you be up and down. Maybe, you take a step back now, waiting for Lin Envy grows up a little bit, and can really be responsible to you, will it be better?"

Xiao Wanqing stared at Wen Tong with a dazzling look, his hands clasped together, and his ten fingers pressed tightly against each other.

"Wen Tong, separate, is it really the best choice for me and Lin Xian?" Xiao Wanqing almost murmured. The courage she didn't have much perseverance dissipated a little every time they were denied by these close people. She could not care what she had to bear, but she cared and continued what Lin Xian had to bear.

Zhou Qin resisted being so determined, falling down so shockingly, there was no voice of support around him, and Xiao Yunqing was not afraid or shaken.

"But, Wen Tong, I can't do it." Xiao Wanqing's suppressed and restrained voice sounded in the closed space. "Wen Tong, I have no way to forgive myself who gave up without hard work. I have no way to forgive myself who made Lin Xian disappointed and wept. I have no way..."

The words are lingering, Wen Tong hears hot eyes and a sore throat. In the end, Xiao Yuanqing was distressed, and she couldn't bear it. She squeezed her lips, sighed in compromise, and said nothing more.

"Don't worry, Wen Tong, I will persevere again, and it will be fine if I persevere again." Xiao Wanqing looked at the heavy rain outside the window and the gloomy sky in front of him, not knowing whether he was comforting Wen Tong or himself.

Back at home, Wen Tong instructed her not to think about anything, go to bed first, take a rest. Xiao Yunqing was very tired, but he was not sleepy. She didn't want to worry about Wen Tong, but returned to the room obediently, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of Wen Tong cooking in the kitchen not far away. Lin Xian and her past in the kitchen warmly and laughter flashed in her mind. It has been more than a year, but it has already seemed like a world away. It turned out that at the beginning, the 17-year-old Lin Xian's face had such a naive and carefree smile.

Lin Xian, how are you? She remembered the red eyes and the thin childish figure when the girl left in the morning, and there was a pain in her heart.

In such a panic, Lin Xian has only himself alone. Lin Xian is only 19 years old. At a time when others can carefree, she has forced Lin Xian to grow up faster than others. Now, Lin Xian has to bear so much for this relationship. Is it true that the people betray their relatives?

In the end, what is best for her. Xiao Yuanqing asked himself geologically over and over again, contradictory.

In the evening, when eating together, Xiao Wanqing had no appetite. Under Wen Tong's supervision, he barely ate a small bowl of rice. No matter how sad the day is, the time is still passing by one minute and one second. The New Year’s holiday will end tomorrow. After the meal, Wen Tong washed the dishes and Xiao Wanqing passed the water a second time. Wen Tong asked about Xiao Wanqing's next arrangement.

"I was going through the personnel procedures before, so it was a good time to settle down. You can go to the company to sign the contract tomorrow. Now, you see, are you going to sign the contract according to the original plan, and then postpone the inauguration time, or do you want to postpone the contract directly? Time?" This matter was imminent, so Wen Tong had to ask.

Xiao Yunqing thought for a moment and said slowly: "Can I postpone the signing? Wen Tong, I don't know if I can fulfill this contract in the future." In this situation, she is not sure where she will go in the future. Although she was unwilling to imagine, she knew in her heart that if, if she could really only be separated from Lin Xian, then she would definitely not be able to continue living in Anjiang.

Wen Tong suddenly understood her out-of-string sound, and felt a pain in her heart. She was silent for a few seconds, and Shen Sheng replied: "Okay, don't worry about Shi Xing. I communicate with Shi Jinglan. She is not the kind of person who can't be inflexible."

"Trouble you." Xiao Wanqing smirked. It wasn't too early for her to see the weather outside. The rain was finally smaller and concerned about Wen Tong Road: "Are you going to work tomorrow? Your car is still in the North District. I will give you my car. I will go to the North District to help you back tomorrow. "

Wen Tong frowned and said, "No, how can you still drive with your ears now?" Moreover, she didn't want Xiao Yunqing to go to the North District alone again.

She washed the tableware and turned off the faucet. She wiped her hands and said freely: "I recently took a taxi alone at night, so I can stay here tonight? Lin Xian is not sleeping in the room now, so her room is convenient. Would you like me to sleep tonight tonight? I will have an important meeting after the opening year tomorrow morning, and I will go to the North District to discuss things in the afternoon. I will take a taxi and just pick up my car when I return."

She was not relieved that Xiao Wanqing was alone tonight. If she could, she wanted to take leave to accompany Xiao Wanqing during the next two days during the day. Although she can't help, at least she can take care of Xiao Wanqing's meals and body. But the itinerary for the next two days was so important, she couldn't get away, she could only think of coming at night. What's more, she took a hold of it, she took leave to accompany Xiao Wanqing, and Xiao Yunqing probably had a psychological burden and would not agree. Fortunately, Xiao Wanqing now seems to have calmed down a lot, and she can also be a little relieved.

Xiao Wanqing knew her friend's thoughts, and such kindness was not heavy, so she didn't say no.

Late at night, after saying good night to each other, Wen Tong and Xiao Wanqing went back to their rooms.

In the stillness, Xiao Wanqing looked at the void thoughtfully. She knew that Zhou Qin would be impossible to accept herself in a moment and a half, but Lin Zhan had always opened a little bit more than Zhou Qin, and maybe it was a little possible to break through from Lin Zhan.

What can she prove about her deep love for Lin Xian?

She got out of bed, sorted out the love poems she wrote to Lin Xian, and sorted out those days of conflict and struggle, those happy and happy days, she wrote all the notes for Lin Xian and for Lin Xian, trying to prove her and The purity and sincerity of love between Lin Xian; she opened the safe and took out two documents, one was a bequest agreement that she had notarized, the recipient was Lin Xian, and the other was an insurance agreement, the insured and The insured is herself, and the beneficiary is Lin Xian. This was when she determined that she wanted to go with Lin Xian for a long time.

She had no other choice but to clumsily hold all this in front of Lin Zhan and Zhou Qin, trying to piece together a true heart for them to show them.

She may not have much, but she is willing to give Lin Xian all her, without reservation.

Don't know the time at midnight, Wen Tong was sleeping in a muddle, suddenly heard a loud sound of a huge glass falling on the ground next door, and Wen Tong shivered unconsciously.

She opened her eyes for a moment, at a loss. At the next moment, she seemed to have thought of something, her face changed suddenly, she crawled down the bed, and ran towards Xiao Wanqing's bedroom with bare feet. Before it was too late to knock on the door, she directly opened Xiao Wanqing's door, looking straight through the darkness.

In the heavy darkness, the slender woman squatted by the bed with her back to her. Wen Tong saw that on the ground, under the cold moonlight, the fragmented glass fragments were glowing with cold light, and the wet water light meandered beside the fragments, gleaming...

It’s blood...

Xiao Wanqing had nightmares again. She dreamed that Zhou Qin could not afford to be seriously ill, dreamed that her teacher and her mother were also ill in bed, dreamed of a lot of blood, dreamed of her parents' hall, heard sadness everywhere, dreamed that Lin Xian was crying, and had been crying all the time. ...

She fearfully told herself that they were all false and dreams. She stretched out her hands to break free, and wanted to tear open this terrible dream, and the next moment, she was awakened by the loud noise.

The one Lin Xian gave her, the precious crystal ball she had always put on the bed, was shattered by her in her sleep.

She subconsciously stepped on the ground with bare feet, and the foot was broken by the debris splashed around her, and the blood was dripping, but she didn't realize it. She squatted slowly, staring at the two girls hugging in the crystal ball falling down in a mess.

When Lin Xian gave her the crystal ball, the rough and determined words seemed to be still in the ears: "Under such a serious collision, it can still be strong and intact. I thought, this must be a sign of our feelings. It must be the case, even if there are twists and turns, it can never be unchanging."

But now, after such a dream, the crystal ball shattered.

Is this also a sign of tragedy?

Xiao Wanqing forced himself outside, and the strong mask he put on in front of Wen Tong broke.

Wen Tong quickly stepped forward, slowly stopped in the mournful whimper that the woman couldn't suppress.

It turned out that all her calmness and strength in front of her was nothing but disguise.

It turned out that she had collapsed.

Suddenly Wen Tong felt like a knife, and regretted guilt. This is not the first time in these years that she has really peeped into the collapse behind Xiao Wanqing's fortitude. It seemed like she had been touched by some switch, and as time went by, she began to realize that she had been doing something wrong all these years.

When Xiao Wanqing was addicted to the grief and loss of losing her parents, was she wrong to tell her reason and pull her out? Xiao Xiaoqing was so sad just now. Why did she want to make herself more sensible and think she could bear her like everyone else can and shake her.

Perhaps, when people are sad, they just need someone to cry with her.

But she never really cried with her.