Jing Xiaocha blinked in confusion and asked, "Brother Wen, how are you going to help ?"
Could it be that he was willing to let her use the computer?
Wen Jin laughed on the other end of the phone but didn’t directly answer her, "You’ll know tonight."
The phone rang, and Wen Jin said again, "Xiaocha, hold on a second, I have a call coming in."
Then, Xiaocha heard him answer the call and continue the conversation.
After handing the phone to Jing Xiaocha, Aunt Chen gave a loving smile and turned to leave the ward.
At this mont, the ward was empty except for Jing Xiaocha, who held Aunt Chen’s phone, waiting for Wen Jin to pick up.
Just listening to Wen Jin’s voice on the phone inexplicably ward Jing Xiaocha’s heart.
Maybe deeply loving soone is like this; it’s not necessarily about being his woman or having so kind of outco with him.
As long as she knows he’s doing well, seeing him happy, she feels happy too.
Jing Xiaocha’s feelings for Wen Jin were just so pure and persistent.
So persistent that no matter who he’s with, whether his happiness relates to her or not, she remains steadfastly fond of him.
Wen Jin’s call didn’t last long, just over two minutes, while arranging departntal matters and ntioning the annual eting in the end.
"Xiaocha."
"Brother Wen, go ahead and focus on your work, I promise I won’t use the computer without your permission."
Jing Xiaocha sohow suddenly beca obedient.
Without waiting for Wen Jin to say more, she proactively made her promise.
"Why are you behaving so well?"
Wen Jin’s voice carried a hint of amusent as if he didn’t quite believe her words.
Jing Xiaocha pouted, "I always behave well. If you don’t believe , you can ask Aunt Chen and Sister Wen. I’ve been quietly resting all day."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Jin seed to laugh again, "Okay then, I’ll handle business first and co see you after work."
**
After work, Wen Jin went straight to the hospital without having dinner.
Since Jing Xiaocha and Ou Yihan were no longer staying on the sa floor, he went to Ou Yihan’s ward first.
In the ward, Aunt Ou sat at the bedside watching Yi Han eat.
Ou Yihan lay on the bed, the stool in front of the bed held porridge, and she fed herself spoonful by spoonful while lying there.
When she saw Wen Jin arrive, Aunt Ou left the room with an excuse, leaving the ti and space for the two of them.
"Yi Han, isn’t it tiring for you like this? Let feed you."
Wen Jin sat on the chair by the bed, asking warmly.
Ou Yihan raised her head and smiled at him, "This is fine. I only have an injury on my back and can’t lie down, but my hands are fine to hold a spoon. If you are going to feed anyone, it should be Xiaocha."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it to heart.
Wen Jin’s eyes subtly changed, assuming she was hinting at his feeding porridge to Xiaocha that morning.
"Yi Han, about this morning..."
Ou Yihan placed the spoon in the bowl, raised her head to look at Wen Jin, and calmly interrupted him, "Ah Jin, let’s talk."
Wen Jin was slightly puzzled, "Finish your porridge first."
"Alright, I’ll eat while talking."
Ou Yihan glanced at the door, her lips pursed, and as she looked into the porridge bowl, her voice softly began, "Do you like Xiaocha?"
"..."
Wen Jin’s expression slightly changed, surprised by Ou Yihan’s perceptiveness.
Ou Yihan didn’t lift her head to look at Wen Jin, probably fearing that seeing what she doesn’t want to see would make her more upset.
Not hearing Wen Jin’s voice clearly, she pressed her lips tightly, a sour feeling rising in her heart, and her nose started to tingle.
"Ah Jin, what I said earlier still stands."
"Yi Han..."
Wen Jin hesitantly spoke, his deep voice carrying a tinge of complex emotion, causing Ou Yihan to involuntarily lift her head and look at him.
Lying on the bed, while Wen Jin sat beside it, her neck arched painfully.
"Let’s set a breakup date, shall we?"
Ou Yihan forced a smile, but the voice that ca out contained undisguised sadness. Wen Jin furrowed his brows, and his jet-black eyes showed a hint of apology.
"Yi Han, I’m sorry."
"You don’t need to apologize to ."
Ou Yihan maintained her smile, "I was the one who confessed and wanted to be with you first, Ah Jin. I’m very happy to have t and known you. These past few months with you have been the happiest period of my twenty-sothing years."
"I fantasized about a wonderful future together, even imagined us growing old. But ultimately, I can’t fool myself; no matter how much I like you or however beautifully I envision our future, I just can’t get into your heart."
At this point, Ou Yihan’s voice dropped a notch.
It carried a tinge of heartrending sorrow.
Trying hard to like soone, yet failing to enter their heart is indeed a very saddening thing.
"Yi Han, I was sincere when I agreed to date you initially."
Wen Jin felt a deep sense of guilt towards Ou Yihan, unsure whether his passivity in their relationship over the past few months was due to an earnest effort, yet he couldn’t bring himself to like this gentle and graceful girl before him.
And the incident where she got hurt for him.
It all made him feel a deep sense of remorse. Since gaining clarity about his own heart, Wen Jin had been thinking about how to tell Yi Han without inflicting the least harm on her.
Ou Yihan gently nodded, indicating her belief in his words, "I know, you’ve consistently dated seriously, earnestly trying to like . You aren’t soone who takes relationships and marriage lightly. Since you agreed to date, it was with marriage in mind."
"But matters of the heart can’t be forced. Since your heart is ho to another, you can’t accommodate soone else."
Ou Yihan tried to make her smile seem bright, breezy, and carefree.
She didn’t want to wait for the day Wen Jin would suggest breaking up.
Since that day, when Ou Yihan personally witnessed the extent of Wen Jin’s concern for Jing Xiaocha, and saw his face turn pale as she fainted in his arms.
She knew she couldn’t continue deceiving herself.
Wen Jin’s feelings for Jing Xiaocha weren’t just of sibling-like affection.
Perhaps even Wen Jin himself wasn’t fully aware of when Jing Xiaocha took residence in his heart, occupying all his emotional space, leaving no room for anyone else.
"..."
Wen Jin couldn’t deny; everything Ou Yihan said was right.
Ou Yihan saw too clearly, making even his explanations seem redundant.
"Xiaocha is a pure, kind-hearted girl. Not only do you like her, but I also like her. I often think that if I were a man, I’d choose Xiaocha as well because she’s so wonderfully pure and beautiful, strong and optimistic, like a sunflower. It’s warm and joyful being with her."
"Ah Jin, I have just one condition, which I hope you will agree to?"
After taking a deep breath, Ou Yihan looked at Wen Jin pleadingly.
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