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Qin Hanze was almost fast all the way, and the scenery outside the car quickly passed by. He was not in the least mood to enjoy the night scene of C City, nor to listen to the love songs of radio songs.

There was only one person in his mind at the moment, and his mind was full of the shadow of that man. It was all about wenzhizhi, the little things that happened when he was with her, and the other emotions that he had inadvertently emerged when he was together.

When Wen Zhizhi left, Qin Hanze knew that he was in love with wenzhizhi, otherwise he would not inquire into Zhang Wensi.

Wenzhizhi smelled the smell of chicken soup, and the Ascaris lumbricoides in her stomach were lured out. She just took a sip and found her mobile phone rang. She quickly picked it up and said, "Hello, Xiaomei, what's the matter?"

The nanny first served a bowl of chicken soup to wenzhizhi, and then turned to serve the meal.

"Mr. Meng has an order. The food is hot. You can eat it at any time. You can have a bowl of chicken soup to supplement your nutrition. I'm going to serve the meal."

Wenzhizhi touched her stomach and was really hungry. "Don't bother. I'll go to the hospital to see Ziyu later."

"Miss Wen woke up. Did she eat first?" The nanny asked when she came downstairs.

Found himself lying in bed, he knew it was Meng Qingyang who brought her in and took a bath to go downstairs.

Since Ziyu's accident, wenzhizhi's spirit has been very tense these days. She has a rare deep sleep. It's already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Meng Qingyang nodded, which was the villa.

Nanny aunt nodded, "I will chicken soup warm, isothermal miss up can drink at any time."

"Zhizhi hasn't slept much these days. Let her have a good sleep. When she wakes up, remember to let her drink a bowl of chicken soup."

Meng Qingyang put wenzhizhi on the bed, covered with quilts, and went down the stairs with light hands and feet, and told the nanny and aunt.

When she got home, she took off her suit and put it on her body and carried her to the second floor.

On the way back, wenzhizhi was very tired. Leaning against the back chair of the car, he fell asleep. Meng Qingyang saw that he drove the car very slowly and tried to keep it steady.

Seeing his insistence, Winchester said nothing more, so he followed his advice.

You can sleep in the car. Don't worry about me. You worry me most now Meng Qingyang was distressed. He knew that Wen Zhizhi had been guarding the whole night. Because he was worried that Ziyu didn't sleep well, his good-looking eyes looked haggard now.

"I can't trust you to go back alone now. Look at you

Wen Zhizhi is holding chicken soup and smiling, but she still shakes her head at Meng Qingyang." you go to be busy. I can take a taxi to go back. Work is important. "

"Mr. Meng asked his aunt to stew the chicken soup specially for sister Zhizhi. He said it was to supplement nutrition for you. You must finish it." Xiaomei interrupted.

"Drink the chicken soup, have breakfast and I'll take you back." Meng Qingyang is full of care and loves wenzhizhi very much.

Wenzhizhi didn't want to go back. She didn't want to leave Ziyu for a moment, but she knew who would take care of her daughter if she fell down.

Ziyu needs to be guarded, so she and Xiaomei decide to spend one night alone. When she is watching, Xiaomei goes back to have a rest. When Xiaomei comes, she goes back to have a rest.

The next day, early in the morning, Xiaomei came to exchange for wenzhizhi with breakfast, accompanied by Meng Qingyang.

"Ziyu also knew that his mother was wronged, so he woke up and comforted her? Ziyu is so good. He knows that his mother is miserable. "

When she returned to the ward and found Ziyu awake, wenzhizhi was very happy and busy. Her heart was in pain, but she knew that she and Qin Hanze would not have any results. This matter has passed, and it is meaningless to talk about it now.

With his back to Qin Hanze, wenzhizhi left two lines of tears, but his back did not waver. His voice was firm, "no, we can't be together. Qin Hanze, let go."

But he didn't like it. He raised his hand and grabbed wenzhizhi's hand. "Zhizhi, if... If we can, can we still be together?"

Qin Hanze takes a deep breath and looks at wenzhizhi's back. The people he miss day and night seem to be getting farther away from him.

"Since the misunderstanding has been solved, then we will be even. In the future, we will not owe each other and interfere with each other." With that, wenzhizhi turned around, her movements flowing freely without any trace of hindrance.

He tried to reach for it, only to find that he could not grasp anything.

Zhang, he seems to have lost something very important, very important.

However, such a reaction made Qin Hanze feel inexplicably flustered.

Wen Zhizhi's performance was beyond his expectation. There was no anger, no crying, no dissatisfaction. It was just like a bowl of water, which could not withstand any waves.

"I don't blame you." Wenzhizhi looked up at him with a calm face and no half movement in her eyes. She looked at him quietly.

After Qin Hanze finished, he looked at wenzhizhi nervously. He didn't know what he was looking forward to or afraid of.

"That traffic accident, you are also a victim, Hanyan is not your harm, I misunderstood you, for this matter I also revenge you, brought you so much harm, I am sorry. You should blame me. I feel like a jerk myselfWenzhizhi has been looking up at the stars in the sky, and suddenly hears him speak. He looks at Qin Hanze strangely, waiting for his next words.

"I found out."

Son also can't smell the smell of smoke, and then the cigarette with that pack of cigarettes all to the trash can.

He felt a little agitated and took out his cigarette. Just at the point, he thought that wenzhizhi didn't like him smoking, and that she wanted to follow Gu Ziyu's advice. Qin Hanze thought a lot of things on the way to her and wanted to tell them to her when they met. However, when he saw Wen Zhizhi, he couldn't say it again. It seemed that something was blocking his throat and choking.

They came to the end of the corridor, which was not far away from Ziyu's ward. They would not disturb people when they spoke here. "You can say what you have to say."

Wen Zhizhi looked at him faintly. Qin Hanze seemed to have something to say. When he saw Ziyu sleeping smoothly, he nodded, "go to the corridor."

"I have something to say to you." Qin Hanze's voice is hoarse.

All of a sudden, the door was knocked. Looking back, she found that the figure by the door was familiar. Wenzhizhi looked at it and got up to open the door.

Wenzhizhi gently holds Ziyu's small hand. She is suffering from illness these days. Ziyu is not as lively as before. She looks at the pain in her eyes and prays silently that Ziyu will get better soon.

Face to face, his impatient heart suddenly calmed down along the way.

When the car drove into the hospital, Qin Hanze could hardly wait for the elevator. Instead, he ran up the stairs to the patient's room and looked inside through the glass on the ward. At that time, Qin Hanze knew that he had no chance, but he couldn't put it down. He often remembered that warm figure in the middle of the night.

When he really saw the man, he was happy, but found that she had children, or with other men.

"Sister Zhizhi, it's not good. Ziyu's condition has suddenly become serious

, please come to the hospital." On the other side of the phone, Xiaomei's voice came with a cry, which made the chicken soup in wenzhizhi's hands fall to the ground with a sound and smash.

The nanny aunt who was serving the dishes was startled. She quickly put down the food and went over, "what's the matter with you, Miss Wen?"