Chapter 12 Hospitalization

  They also said that everything was gradually going away, Nie Zhiyan stood still, a gust of cold wind blew over, and there was an icy coolness on her face. She seemed to have come back to her senses, using her hand to wipe it, but wiping out a handful of water stains.

  They were not like this before, NIE ZHEN's words were not like this before, and LU YI HENG was not like this before.

  What were they like before and what were they like before they sat at the same table?

  Nie's words were few, while Lu's words were many, so many that from dawn till dusk it was all his voice.

  Nie Zhiyan's voice was cold, while Lu Yiheng's voice always had a hint of faint smile.

  Nie Zhiyan rarely smiled, while Lu Yiheng's smile was brighter than sunshine.

  Now they're like two people who have exchanged souls and gone back to how things were before they sat at the same table.

  Seven years have passed, and everything has changed; things are no longer as they were, people are no longer who they used to be.

  The past is gone.

  Missed it, then missed it.

  In the future, we will still be waiting for it to happen quietly.

  Then keep going until dusk falls and until you turn to dust.

  Nie Ziyu walked for a long time, until his legs started to ache and go numb before he finally hailed a taxi.

  A black Audi taxi followed quietly behind, all the way through the bustling city center, over the winding viaducts, and across the long bridge tunnels, finally stopping at the entrance of a residential area.

  He watched her get out of the taxi, then he got out too and followed her into the compound. He looked on as she walked into her apartment and closed the door, leaving him isolated outside, unable to see her figure again.

  Lu Yi-Heng leaned against the wall, his eyes slightly closed, he seemed very tired, with a look of exhaustion on his face.

  He stood there for a long, long time, so long that his body became stiff like a sculpture, before he finally turned around and walked downstairs.

  Nie Zhiyan bought a new mobile phone, and life went on as usual. Occasionally, he would go out to eat or stroll around with Duan Jiayan, or sometimes hang out with a few colleagues.

  Of course, being in a magazine company, rumors about famous people in this city have never stopped.

  It is said that Lu Yiheng took on a commercial theft case and won the lawsuit with a perfect victory.

  It is said that Lu Yiheng went to the United States to participate in academic exchanges and won applause from people all over the world.

  I heard...

  Then, more than a month later, Zhiyan heard from Duan Jiayan that Luyi Heng had gastric bleeding and was hospitalized.

  Hospitalized, hospitalized, hospitalized...

  Nie Zhiyan lay on the bed, her limbs sprawling lazily in a big character shape, with a mix of emotions in her heart that wasn't pleasant. It was as if something sharp was pricking at her, causing a slight pain, just like when she had boarded the flight to France all those years ago - it was voluntary, but still uncomfortable.

  He tossed and turned all night, had a sleepless night, and naturally went to work the next day with two big black eye circles. After struggling with the English version of the document, he walked out of the company and saw Cheng Dong at the gate.

  "Cheng Dong?" The words were unexpected, "How are you here? Are you looking for someone?"

  Cheng Dong smiled and said, "Zhi Yan, I've come to find you."

  "...looking for me?" He pointed at himself, bewildered.

  Cheng Dong handed her a piece of paper, "This is the hospital where Yi Heng is staying. As his classmate, you go take a look and tell him not to work so hard, maybe he'll listen to you."

  Cheng Dong finished speaking and drove away, leaving Nie Zhiyan standing in a daze, completely bewildered.

  Lu Yiheng would listen to her, what an international joke, unless it rains red rain from the sky.