Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 171

Su Wei seemed to have been standing at the door for a long time. When he saw Ya Ling looking over, he raised his lips and let out a gentle smile.

When Yaling saw him at first, he couldn't get back to his senses, but soon, he calmed down, looked back at his parents who were talking in a low voice, and left the ward by himself, closing the door behind him.

The two sat down on the bench on one side. For a while, neither of them spoke first, but they didn't feel embarrassed either.

"I didn't know that something like this happened, so I didn't come back in time. How is uncle's condition?"

"No one knows that this kind of thing will happen, it's okay. Dad's health has been getting worse and worse over the years." Slightly lowered his head, and put down his sleeves with his fingers: "Actually, it will happen sooner or later."

"Uncle's eyes are also because of this disease?"

"Well, I can't see anything at all now, but my father's mentality is very good, and he never shows loss or sadness on his face. We almost forget that he is a sick person."

It can be heard that Yaling is blaming herself. During this period of time, there have been a lot of things, and Yaling's father usually looks peaceful, so more or less he pays little attention to him. She doesn't believe that there is no warning before the onset of the disease, maybe it is They were too careless to ignore it. If Dad couldn't be rescued this time, she might blame herself for the rest of her life.

"As you said, no one will know when this kind of thing will happen. You have worked hard, so don't blame yourself too much."

Yaling raised her eyes slightly: "Thank you."

The two became quiet again, and Ya Ling raised his head and glanced sideways at him, with some surprise and a trace of worry that passed quickly in his eyes: "Your face?"

Su Wei raised his hand to touch his right cheek, and smiled indifferently: "I accidentally scratched it, it's a bit cold in the corridor, let's go for a walk."

Yaling still looked at the scar that was as long as a knuckle, and said in a twisted tone: "Scratch? It's a lie to a child."

Su Weizheng paused, then smiled again, traced with his fingers the small wound that looked like a sharp knife scratch and said, "That's right, it looks too obvious."

Su Wei just laughed, and didn't explain how the injury was caused. Yaling curled her lips slightly. Su Wei's non-confession made her uncomfortable, but this time, she didn't open her mouth to ask relentlessly. Nothing to do.

"Angry?" Su Wei saw Ya Ling's small movements, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and said, "I just don't want you to worry. Look, you won't find out, it just takes a while."

Su Wei guessed what Yaling was thinking, but Yaling couldn't show anything wrong, just oh, and stopped talking.

Su Wei waited for a while, but he didn't see Yaling talking to him, so he felt a little sad.

The fatigue of the journey made his face look a little pale, but under the influence of the lights in the corridor, Yaling didn't see that this city was far away from their former home, and the plane took several hours to catch up. Come on, in the past few days, work and Jiaru's affairs have alternately consumed his physical strength, until the second he saw her, he seemed to have found some strength, and he was able to support his exhausted body to accompany her to rest. Sit here quietly.

"Yaling...don't move yet."

Ugh?
Su Wei murmured vaguely, but Yaling didn't hear it clearly. It was only the next second that the weight on her shoulder lightly made her realize what had happened. Tired and tired, he froze for a moment, let him successfully put his pillow on his shoulder, and couldn't move suddenly, so he could only stiffen his body and ask, "Hey, you want to sleep in a hotel."

"Just...for a while."

Yaling struggled to hear these three words, and then listened to his voice, it was already extremely hoarse, and his breath became longer, and he couldn't bear to wake her up anymore.

Although Su Wei is not quite the muscular body, but also because of regular exercise, there is also a muscular body under the gentle surface, which is still heavy when pressed down, and Elling has become more and more in recent years. Thin, eating a lot, but no signs of getting fat anymore, every bone seems to be sticking out, ignoring the tingling feeling, trying to adjust the shoulders, afraid that the protruding shoulder bones will hurt him, The two leaned on each other on the bench, passing in front of them constantly, looking at them with envious eyes, in the hustle and bustle, they circled a piece of tranquility that belonged to them, time slipped by quietly, Yaling's tears fell to on the back of the hand.

Yaling's mother opened the door, leaned against the door and looked at the two of them. She didn't make a sound, but her eyes were slightly red. Soon, she turned around, took a coat and went out, put it on Su Wei, and met Yaling's eyes. With flustered eyes, he smiled kindly and said nothing, turned around and went in again.

Ya Ling looked at the black hair that belonged to the man in front of her eyes, and she became in a daze for a moment, and leaned her head lightly, leaning on each other upright.

In fact, she had a lot of questions to ask.

Like, why is he here?

For example, what was his exhausted demeanor?
For example, how did he, who has always been perfect, endure this awkward rest in chaos?

For example, how did he get that thin and long scratch on his face?
For example, when he comes this time, is it a reunion or a parting?

So many questions finally turned into sighs on the lips, gently rubbing his hair, but looking at the white ceiling, I don't know how much time will be left, I don't know where he will go in the next second , and myself, will I get entangled with him again?

All kinds of things are no match for the companionship at this moment...

Su Wei, if tomorrow, I will be his wife, will there be a trace of loss or remorse on your face?Will you also borrow a drink to relieve your worries for me?On a lonely night, can you just lean on the sofa quietly because the TV is boring, and recall the days when I was with you?

Or, one day, during the Ching Ming Festival...

You will bring her and a bouquet of beautiful flowers to my tomb, stand quietly for a minute, thinking in your heart: This is the woman who once loved me.

After all, you left me nothing.

(End of this chapter)