There was only Chen Xiaorou's cough in the ward. Her face turned red and tears came out, and she was in a mess.

None of the two presents showed any signs.

Huang Dan is the same as ordinary people, but very different. It seems that when God sent him to the world, he accidentally raised his painful nerves and accidentally missed two things, both a smile and a compassionate heart.

There are all kinds of emotions such as fear, boredom, depression, fatigue, disappointment, happiness, excitement, pain, patience, etc., which are no different from what ordinary people have, but there is no such two.

When Huang Dan was happy, he didn't know how to express it on his face, and needed to simulate other people's smiles. He didn't know what it was to pity others. He kept treating the whole world coldly. After he began to travel through time inexplicably, in addition to slowly learning to smile, that emotion began to appear little by little.

So far, Huang Dan has accumulated a lot of compassion. Although it is still not enough compared to ordinary people, it is already very good.

But Huang Dan would not give Chen Xiaorou a little, and he didn't like her.

Chen Xiaorou herself probably doesn't need others' mercy. She has been a "child of other people's families" since she was a child. Her gentle and dignified appearance cannot cover her pride. For her, whoever pity her is an insult and tramples on her self-esteem.

As for Nie Wenyuan, his reason is similar to Huang Dan. It should be said that he is Huang Dan in the real world. He is cold and has an indifferent attitude towards everything. He will change unless he encounters people and things he is interested in.

Things are there, but work, people have not before, but now they have.

Chen Xiaorou stopped coughing. She stared at the ceiling, her cheeks were thin and sunken, and she was covered with a scent of grey, her lips were white, her eyes were empty and desperate, and she looked very much like Zhou Weiwei before.

"Uncle, I'm done, can you leave?"

Nie Wenyuan put down his long legs, stood up straight, and walked out with a paper bag in his hand.

Huang Shan was anxious and didn't ask any key questions. He wanted to pull the man's arm, but he was worried about Chen Xiaorou, so he simply spoke by himself, "Sister, why did you go to the kiln factory that day?"

At that moment, Huang Dan noticed that Chen Xiaorou's eyes flashed, and he walked to the bed and repeated it.

Chen Xiaorou closed her eyes and remained indifferent.

Huang Dan said, "The kiln factory exploded, Wang Ming died inside. Sister, you were blown off one of your legs. If you don't go, you won't encounter such a thing."

"I heard from my uncle that you and Wang Ming are not bothering. Why do you still want to see him? Did anyone ask you to go?"

His words contained concerns about the entire incident of the kiln factory, and even Wang Ming's death. It was too abnormal. In fact, he had exposed himself, but he had no choice but to take risks.

However, Chen Xiaorou still looked like that, and ignored her brother's questioning and temptation, as if all her senses were closed.

Huang Dan knew that Chen Xiaorou wouldn't even speak, so he walked out quickly and called the man in the corridor, "You're walking very fast." He seemed not interested, but also seemed to be avoiding it.

Nie Wenyuan’s rare joke is, “Long legs.”

Huang Dan didn't joke with the man, "Go back with me and ask my sister the question I just now."

Nie Wenyuanmo ||strokes the paper bag in his hand and sighs, "Xiaoyu, sometimes you are very unpleasant."

Huang Dan asked, "For example, now?"

Nie Wenyuan said yes, "It's a foregone conclusion, but you have to push it apart, pick it up, tear it apart, and tear it apart, and you have to see what's inside."

He said earnestly and meant something, "Some things are confused, which is even more beneficial to others and self-interest."

Huang Dan understood that truth, but he had no choice. He came to this world to try people and talked about love. But behind those two things was the task, and the three could not be separated from each other. In order to complete the task, he had to grasp every little detail and peel off the cocoon.

"Don't you ask me?"

Nie Wenyuan rubbed his eyebrows, "It may not necessarily result."

Huang Dan lowered his voice and looked straight into the man's eyes, "I only knew after asking."

Nie Wenyuan looked at him for a while, "So far, more than three people say you look like me."

Huang Dan shrugged, "Those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black?"

Nie Wenyuan couldn't help laughing at the young man's appearance, "It makes some sense."

Huang Dan is not a person who will easily be led to his thoughts. He said, "Don't get out of the topic. If you don't ask me, I'll find another way."

Nie Wenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a little appreciation in it, "Xiao Yu, if you use this persistence in other places, you will become a great person in the future."

Huang Dan turned around and walked into the ward.

Nie Wenyuan used some force to hold the paper bag. The paper bag was a little deformed and slowly returned to normal. He stepped in and asked Chen Xiaorou on the bed that question.

Chen Xiaorou's eyes were still closed, "That's my private matter."

Nie Wenyuan hand-written it in his dark trouser pocket, "Since you don't say it, my uncle had to ask Director Wan to have a cup of tea with the group of people under him who were responsible for the case."

Chen Xiaorou spoke, but she didn't say the answer, "Whatever you want."

Huang Dan's eyelids twitched. Chen Xiaorou was not giving up on herself, but because the confession she provided to the police was problematic, and she was fearless.

Nie Wenyuan glanced at the person beside him, and he seemed to have grown taller. Will he be taller one day higher than him? He was very inappropriate at this moment of fantasy of the long-lasting future.

Huang Dan also looked over, with an unstoppable persistence in his eyes.

Nie Wenyuan's brows frowned slightly.

Huang Dan met the man's low face, and he was not afraid. He knew very well what his position was in this world. A gangster who was less than 20 years old and had no power and power must rely on people and things he could rely on in order to achieve the goal he wanted.

Nie Wenyuan's brows were already tightly frowned, his thin lips were pursed a little, and Chen Xiaorou was asked, "Uncle can arrange a prosthetic surgery for you."

Huang Shan thought Chen Xiaorou would be very excited and surprised when she heard this sentence, but she didn't expect that she would not react at all.

Something is wrong.

Last time Huang Dan came over, she saw Chen Xiaorou collapse because she lost one leg. She had no reason to refuse the opportunity to stand up unless she wanted something more important than being able to stand up.

"Sister, if you install a prosthetic, you can walk the same way as before."

Chen Xiaorou smiled, "It's the same as before? The fake ones are fake. Even if I can stand up, what if I can walk around? Can I still dance like in the past?"

Her eyes moved, but her eyelids did not spread open. Her face was no longer as ferocious and distorted as before, but a miserable smile appeared, "Uncle, you must blame me for treating Zhou Weiwei so much. If you want to vent your anger for her, you might as well send me away and send me to any corner. I will never appear in front of you, I promise."

Huang Dan understood that for Chen Xiaorou, losing her legs is already a fact, and it doesn’t matter whether she can stand up or not, because that doesn’t matter compared to living.

What she wants is to live.

A dancing person will suffer great pain if he loses one leg. It is indeed worse than death. But if he really breaks up life and death and makes his choice in front of him, everyone will choose life, just like Chen Xiaorou, if he dies, he will lose nothing.

Huang Dan can be sure that behind everything about Zhou Weiwei's murder, there is a big man who has not come out. He looked at the man for no reason, and seemed to have thought a lot in his heart, but he seemed to be unable to think of anything.

Nie Wenyuan walked to the bed, "Where does Xiaorou want to go? South or North? My uncle remembers that you are the opposite of Vivi. She likes winter, you like summer, and the south is suitable for you."

Chen Xiaorou's eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't open her eyes. "It's OK. I'll go wherever my uncle told me to go. I'll follow my uncle's arrangements."

Nie Wenyuan said, "Xiao Rou is a good boy."

His words turned, and his index finger's belly gently rubbed the paper bag, "What a pity."

What a pity? Is it a pity that Chen Xiaorou ignored the affection of her cousins ​​and dragged Zhou Weiwei into a place of right and wrong, causing the relationship between their families to break down. Is it a pity that she has outstanding conditions at Ruhua's age and has solid basic skills and talent in dancing, but she has mixed up with Wang Ming, broke her legs, and defeated a good hand of cards?

What's the other reason for the latter?

I don’t know what happened, but as soon as Nie Wenyuan said that Huang Dan noticed that the temperature in the ward was lowered. He was wearing a thick coat bought by Nie Wenyuan, which was a wool sweater inside. It was very warm, but suddenly shivered.

The three of them suddenly stopped talking, and the unspeakable atmosphere spread, silently gnawing on their thoughts and emotions.

Nie Wenyuan said lightly, "You have to give her an explanation to her mother about Vivi."

Chen Xiaorou said, "Yes, I still have one leg, two arms, and one life. It's okay for them to want anything. Uncle, can you let me die by then?"

"Anyway, my life is over. I will live a miserable life in the second half of my life than Zhou Weiwei. I think the more miserable I am, the happier she will definitely be. When she is happy, my uncle will be happy. You just treat me as a fart."

"Let's talk about it when you see them."

Nie Wenyuan stopped leaving this sentence after he spoke out from his mouth.

Huang Dan didn't follow him immediately. He looked at the young woman on the hospital bed and suddenly walked closer and prepared to lift the quilt.

But at this moment, Chen Xiaorou suddenly spoke, "Go out."

Huang Dan's hand stopped above the quilt. He withdrew his hand, suddenly reached out again, grabbed the quilt and lifted it aside.

Chen Xiaorou's hands were picking the bed sheets. Because of the force, the veins on the back of her hands popped out, and her fingertips turned white and were trembling constantly.

Huang Dan said, "Sister, are you here..."

Chen Xiaorou interrupted him, "Are you finished? Didn't you hear me let you go out? Get out!"

Huang Dan felt that if Chen Xiaorou opened her eyelids, there would be panic. She was afraid of Nie Wenyuan, not just afraid.

Nie Wenyuan's shout came from the corridor. Huang Dan did not stop too much. He walked out the door and said when he arrived at the door, "My brother has negotiated with his uncle and he is going abroad."

After saying that, Huang Dan did not turn around and took him to the door and left.

The door was closed gently, and the ward was quiet. Chen Xiaorou lay flat and breathed very slowly. She suddenly smashed the cup on the bedside table.

The water cup hit the wall, leaving a pool of water on the wall, and it instantly split when it fell to the ground.

This was the fifth cup that Chen Xiaorou broke when she woke up and learned that she had lost one leg. However, she was not as hysterical as before. Instead, she covered her head with a quilt, hid inside and shed tears silently, and her lips trembled violently.

"Knock" knocking sounded suddenly, and Chen Xiaorou's body trembled violently, "Who?"

There was no reply outside. She poked her head out of the quilt and shouted again. The nurse's voice came, "Ms. Chen."

Chen Xiaorou's tense nerves relaxed, and her whole back was so nervous that she was wet. No one knew what she was afraid of, only she knew.

The nurse came in to see Chen Xiaorou's infusion bottle, took her body temperature, and said, "By the way."

Chen Xiaorou's heart suddenly stopped, and she opened her mouth, "What?"

The nurse took out a small box of burgundy suede from her white coat's pocket. It looked like a jewelry box. Just looking at the box and not seeing the things inside, you could guess that it was not a bargain. "Someone asked me to hand it over to you."
To be continued...