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Zhang Wenwen asked Meng Qingyang to drive her car to wenzhizhi's hospital. She sat in the co driver's seat and looked out of the window at the fleeting scenery. She was just suddenly disappointed.

While loving his best friend, he is also worried about whether he will fall into the same situation after getting married. Beautiful and heroic eyebrows with a little worry, the last can only be full of melancholy into a deep sigh.

Seeing this, Meng Qingyang could not help comforting her: "in fact, you don't have to be so nervous, and you don't have to worry about anything. In my opinion, as long as you can go to her, it is the best comfort for Zhizhi

I'm sure it won't get better in a while. "

"Stop waving." Wenzhizhi felt the tiny air flow in front of her, grabbed her hand and said, "it can be good, but it will take a few days to train.

Zhang Wensi looked up suddenly and looked at her eyes with a surprise light," can your eyes be good? " She said, reaching out and waving in front of her eyes.

"You said you were going to make me cry. Maybe my eyes would not be better then?" she said

Her hand gently patted on Zhang Wensi's back, gently comforted: "you must be good, you must remember that I will always accompany you. Don't cry so sad, you make me want to cry

She knows best that her own thoughts are the one with the most sharp mouth and bean curd heart. The harder she spoke, the deeper the sorrow and pain in her heart.

"I see. I promise you never again." Wenzhizhi hugged him tightly and comforted her. She would not be angry, or resentful or stinging.

Bone blood. Wenzhizhi's face was stunned, and her mouth was filled with doting and a smile of regret.

Zhang Wensi held her tightly, as if she wanted to rub it into her own

in the future, she would have to spend more time and energy to make up for it. Therefore, she should know that she wants to be her shield as well as the spear in her hand even if she says something that may hurt her heart.

Are you really qualified to be such a good friend? She asked herself in her heart, unable to think of an answer, she could only tell herself in her heart.

She said it hard, but only she knew what she felt when she said it. Zhang Wensi she no longer want to experience such pain, looking at her suffering, every injury is after the fact.

Zhang Wensi raised her head and the tears on her face were no longer falling. Holding her in his arms, he murmured, "if you leave me behind or leave me without saying a word, I will treat you as your best friend."

She said in a low voice, eyes smile curved, the so-called bright eyes are good at squinting, it is her like this. Even if it is such a shallow smile, but also with the graceful amorous feelings.

Powerful palm, "I promise you, I won't do it again, OK?"

Wenzhi's lips closed slowly, and her hand held her slender but

holding her hand, with pleading eyes and tears on her face, she could not see but could imagine. What she's crying about now is how painful it should be.

"Next time, can you stop it. Can you take good care of yourself, it is for me, please, OK She cried and said, her fingers slender but with a piercing cold.

She said and laughed. She put her arms around Zhang Wensi's neck with a cautious look on her face.

But in the end, wenzhizhi got up from her arms and carefully wiped the tears from her face with her hands. Wenzhizhi's lips rose a little, and her gentle voice was like spring breeze: "think, it's good that you can come, really."

In her arms, she did not dare to speak or move, as if she did not dare to breathe too hard. I'm afraid that because of myself, she will be more upset when she is on the verge of collapse.

Don't know why, Zhang Wensi cried more fiercely, holding wenzhizhi in her arms. Sobbing, he said, "what do you want me to do?" Can't you take good care of yourself? "

Bean big tears pattered from her eyes, eyes red. As she approached her, the bed collapsed and her hand touched her cheek.

"Thinking Are you here? " She asked in disbelief. When Zhang Wensi was really on her eyes, her dull and lustrous eyes stabbed Zhang Wensi's lacrimal gland.

Lifting eyes around Zhang Wensi and Meng Qingyang standing place to look, but not sure of the side of the head.

Lip color is no longer moving smoked red, light white pink, but health is also fragile. Her forehead was covered with gauze, and her soft black hair looked much shorter, as if she heard the tiny sound they made when they came in.

Wenzhizhi is sitting on the hospital bed, her eyes drooping over her mindless eyes. She turns her mobile phone uneasily. Sunlight scattered on her body, her white as if transparent skin under the blue blood vessels irradiation is particularly obvious.

The hand tightly grasps the strap of the handbag on his shoulder side, and the knuckles are slightly, hard to detect white. But in the eyes printed into the appearance of wenzhizhi, the eyes still can't help red.She stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Angry, she shook off Meng Qingyang's hand, shriveled mouth, a face unhappy to follow him to walk in.

Looking at such a scene, Meng Qingyang said softly, "it's wenzhizhi who is really worried." With that, he took Zhang Wensi's hand, pushed the door open and took her in.

When she came to wenzhizhi gate, Zhang Wensi couldn't open her legs. Looking at the closed door, the hand hesitated again and again, still did not push open this light door.

Meng Qingyang looked at him like this, frowning, disgust and irritable mood in the bottom of his heart diffuse. And Zhang Wensi found wenzhizhi's ward and left without looking back.

Let that person smile squint eyes, bend down to bow obsequiously, mouth says: "thank you, sir, thank you."

The atmosphere on the bus congealed for a moment and arrived at the hospital. Too late to put the car is very good, throw the key to the parking person, Meng Qingyang also casually tossed a pen tip to him.

With that, she closed her leather vest and tried to get some comfort in this way. Daiqing's eyebrows were filled with a faint melancholy.

Zhang Wensi was stunned and then laughed. She wanted to say that she didn't think about it, but she didn't want to put her worries on others. Want to win the words of comfort, but in the words of the export of a turn, a low voice: "thank you."

He whispered, looking at the red light, long eyelashes down, helpless sigh.

She said so, pinching Zhang Wensi's palm, "this is our agreement, you should take good care of it, don't cry any more. I'll take good care of myself, will you

Zhang Wensi solemnly took her hand and said, "OK."

This is my agreement and promise with you. It will not be changed.