Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Bingci walked down the street full of joy, tightly holding a sealed document bag in her arms, which contained a gift for Qiu Fan.

Two hours ago, she found Yan Ji.

Before the request was spoken, Yan Ji handed the file bag to her directly.
With a gentle expression, he said: "Bing Ci, you will never ask for me, as long as it is what you want, I will give it to you."

"I have submitted my resignation letter to the superiors and written a letter of recommendation. I will spare no effort to hand over the position of Lord of the Western Capital to you. This is my stamped recommendation letter. You can give it to Fanfan. I think she will be happy to see it.”

"Xiaoji, I'm sorry," Bingci didn't know what else to say, he finally took this position, and he has been in office for less than a year, and now he is about to give up because of himself, which makes her feel very guilty.

"Bing Ci, don't say I'm sorry, I'm willing to do anything for you," Yan Ji said while putting his hand on Bing Ci's face, "Why do you look so bad?"

Bingci avoided him calmly, simply said "It's okay" and left his house.

Yan Ji's dark eyes kept staring at the hanging hand, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

Bingci came to Qiu Fan's Begonia Garden, opened the door, and a whirlwind of begonia petals rushed towards him.

Shen Muting was trimming crabapple flowers in the yard, and when he saw her coming, he nodded in a friendly manner.

After the crabapple flowers were cut, he followed her to Qiu Fan's room.

At this moment, Qiu Fan was lying on the purple-pink bed with a pile of unknown drugs in front of him.

The seriously injured body prevented her from getting out of bed, and it was a miracle that she could sit up.

Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke first.

Shen Muting changed the flowers and water in an orderly manner, knowing that they had something to talk about, he went out tactfully, and was grinding the Bodhi root outside the yard.

Bingci walked to Qiu Fan's bed, and suddenly leaned over and hugged her, without saying a word.

Qiu Fan was leaning against her heart, and his ears could clearly hear her rapid heartbeat. She was at a loss for her tenderness and care, and her tears remained unsatisfactory.

"elder sister······"

"Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I hurt you..."

She said sorry, she wanted to wait for Bing Ci to wake up and tell her this.

"I was ready to give up everything and live with you, but my mother is dead and she knew what I was doing. In order not to drag me down, she jumped from the seventh floor without hesitation..."

Qiu Fan wept softly, and the crying became louder and louder. Finally, his whole body wished he could be integrated into Bing Ci's embrace, crying until he couldn't help himself.

Every cry of release is like a thorn, piercing Bingci's heart hard.

Bingci hugged her quietly and stroked her violently undulating back with one hand.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Fan finished venting his suppressed emotions, and his crying gradually subsided. Bingci carefully wiped her face clean, ignoring the wet patch on his chest.

She waited for Qiu Fan to calm down completely before she took out the document and gave it to her.

"What is this?" Qiu Fan asked.

Bing Ci replied with crooked eyes: "This is Xiao Ji's stamped recommendation letter, he is willing to hand over Xidu to you."

Qiu Fan didn't take it apart to look at it, the corner of his mouth curled up into a big arc, and he said, "I don't think this one will be used anymore."

Bingci tilted her head and looked at her suspiciously, but seeing that she was happy, she didn't ask any more questions, but just gave a faint "hmm".

"I made everyone worry," Qiu Fan said apologetically, "Sister, I want to be the Qiu Fan you remember."

Qiu Fan leaned against Bingci's arms again as he spoke, staring at the crabapple flowers outside the window in a trance.

"You are fine now, but I will take good care of you in the future and will not let you get hurt again." (End of this chapter)