Chapter 11: 011

After Xiang Mankui left the hospital, he stopped a taxi and reported his home address.
Not long after getting into the car, she was still a little bit frightened, and her hand on her lap was still shaking unconsciously. It's horrible, what do you do with such a big dog? !
When she was about to get home, Han Qilu called. She quickly settled her mind and said with a strong smile, "Qilu?"
"My mother said you were in a hurry to go back in advance, is it okay?" Han Qilu's tone was faintly worried, which made Xiang Mankui feel worth it. But thinking back to Jiang Yuanyuan's expression at the time, she could whistle at the beginning to stop the dog from barking, but Jiang Yuanyuan didn't.
This can only show that Jiang Yuanyuan did it on purpose!
The corners of her mouth were a little stiff, but she still tried her best to maintain her smiling expression: "It's okay. People in the family knew that I was back and asked me to rush back to my hometown. Sorry, I will leave before I can say hello to you. Up."
"It's okay." Han Qilu walked to the door of the ward and stopped. "Then pay attention to safety on your way, I will hang up first."
After hanging up, Han Qilu walked into the ward. He already knew about An Chuxia's condition. At that time, he was anxious. It was true that Tuan Chuxia was pushed hard, and he didn't expect such consequences.
But what he couldn't figure out was why Xiang Mankui wanted to push An Early Summer. Recalling the words of Grandpa Ling and Ling Hanyu, they all said that An Chuxia was the one he liked, but Man Kui said that An Chuxia was just his sister?
Who should he trust?
As soon as he walked into the ward, everyone's eyes fell on him, especially An Chuxia's. It is very complicated, it seems to be mixed with confusion, with despair, and with a little hope.
Everyone looked at Han Qilu a little embarrassed. He stepped forward and asked, "Does the head still hurt?"
An Chuxia immediately shook her head and said, "It's much better."
Jiang Yuanyuan was peeling an apple for An Chuxia. He glanced at Han Qilu when he first came in, and then lowered his head. She had a lot to say to her son, but at this moment, her heart was too complicated and she couldn't say anything.
"That...Han Yu." Old Lady Ling stood up and said, "I still have something to do. You can send me back first."
Ling Hanyu glanced at Han Qilu calmly, then stood up.
"Old Ling, go slowly, I'll come to the door to thank you again." Jiang Yuanyuan held a pared apple in her hand and handed it to An Chuxia, standing up and sending her out.
For a time, only Han Qilu and An Chuxia were left in the ward.
Jiang Yuanyuan actually didn't need to send Old Lady Ling to them, she was deliberately giving them a chance to be alone. Some things can only be explained clearly by themselves when they face each other, and others cannot change or interfere.
The door of the ward was closed, and Han Qilu took a few steps forward and sat down where Jiang Yuanyuan was sitting before.
"Sorry, I know it all, I misunderstood you, it was not you who caused Mankui to fall." Han Qilu lowered his head, apologizing very sincerely.
After taking a deep breath, An Chuxia calmed down and said, "I didn't blame you. You walked away at the time, and it is normal for a misunderstanding."
Hearing An Chuxia said that he didn't blame him, Han Qilu tentatively looked at An Chuxia's eyes, which were as clear as water, and he was not telling lies. She really didn't blame him.
"I have one thing, I want to ask you." For some reason, Han Qilu suddenly became nervous, and even a thin layer of sweat oozes from his palms.
An Chuxia didn't speak a word, waiting for Han Qilu to ask, although she could guess what Han Qilu was asking about.
"They said, during the months when I lost my memory, the person I loved was you." At this point, Han Qilu was surprisingly calm: "Is that true?"
The person I love is you, is that true?
An Chuxia smiled bitterly, tears rolling in her eyes, she had never thought that one day Han Qilu would not even know whether she loved her.
"That's it." An Chuxia still smiled, smiling very sadly, but extremely strong, Han Qilu's heart was gripped as he watched, and he felt breathless.
Han Qilu looked away in a panic, staring down at the snow-white sheet: "But you said you are my sister, why didn't you say it at that time."
"You won't believe it, right?" An Chuxia shook her head: "And I never took the initiative to say that I am your sister. Thank you for coming to see me. I'm tired and want to rest well."
Seeing that An Chuxia's face was tired, and his complexion was not very good-looking, Han Qilu had to stand up, walk to the other side of the bed, and slowly shake the bed down to make An Chuxia sleep as comfortable as possible. After shaking the bed down, Han Qilu held the edge of the bed with his hand: "I don't know how to compensate you, but you also know that I have Mankui by my side now."
He meant that she stopped wishing for her in An Chuxia, right?
An Chuxia turned over and said, "I know."
"Then I'm going out, you have a good rest." Han Qilu said, stepping out of the ward, and hearing the sound of the door being closed, An Chuxia's eyes ooze crystal tears. She was afraid that someone would hear her crying, so she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with a quilt. She wouldn't have wishful thinking anymore. She would not do too much. She could only wait, except for waiting, which was silent company.
The delivery was over long ago. Old Madam Ling and Ling Hanyu’s Jiang Yuanyuan are sitting on the public chairs outside the door of the ward. The hand that originally comforted Batian stiffened after hearing the sound of opening the door. Then he patted Batian’s head and stood. He got up and looked at Han Qilu.
"She said she wanted to take a good rest, so I came out." Before Jiang Yuanyuan could speak, Han Qilu spoke first: "There are some things, I want to confirm."
"I also have something to confirm with you." Jiang Yuanyuan said sternly. She rarely has such a serious side, and once she is so serious, something must have happened.
The door of the ward was not a place to talk. Housekeeper Han stayed in the hospital to take care of An Chuxia, while Jiang Yuanyuan and Han Qilu took the elevator out of the central hospital. Walking to the entrance of the hospital, Han Qilu suggested: "It's better to go to the cafe opposite, where there are boxes to sit in."
"There is no need to waste that money." Jiang Yuanyuan said and walked straight to the parking place at the entrance of the hospital, but Han Qilu had no choice but to keep up. For this mom, sometimes he can't do anything about it.
Jiang Yuanyuan walked to his parking space, took out the car key and sat in the driver's seat. Jiang Yuanyuan hasn't driven a car for some years. Han Qilu walked out of the driver's window uneasy and said, "I'll drive."
"Why is that so much nonsense?" Jiang Yuanyuan started the engine and dumped the car out of the parking space. He hadn't driven for many years, but his technique was quite skillful. Only then did Han Qilu settle down, and quickly got into the passenger seat after the car stopped.
Xu Ye did not expect Han Qilu to sit in front, Jiang Yuanyuan said with a straight face: "Sit back, I don't want to see you."
"What kind of gunpowder are you eating?" Han Qilu really wanted to shake his hand and leave, but the object was Jiang Yuanyuan. He had to forcibly suppress the anger in his stomach, opened the door and sat behind.
If you don't want to look at him, you can skip it, just let him sit behind. Is there a difference? Han Qilu said in his heart.
The two of them were speechless and drove the car to Han's house.
After the servant opened the doors of the two people, Jiang Yuanyuan walked toward the hall and said, "What I want to confirm is very simple."
It's simple, why do you want to go all the way home? Han Qilu sighed. From the hospital to Han's house, it takes more than half an hour for various traffic lights to stop and go. Now the price of oil is soaring, and the round trip fare is enough for two cups of coffee.
As soon as he walked into the living room on the first floor, Han Qilu's gaze fell on the white high wall to the left of the living room. If I remember correctly, there was nothing there, but now, there is a photo that has been enlarged N times. That photo is a family portrait or something, it can be regarded as Jiang Yuanyuan's whim, but in that photo, it is actually a kissing photo of him and An Chuxia.
The picture of himself is also dyed chestnut hair as it is now, but it is slightly shorter than now. It is certain that the picture was taken on one of the days when he lost his memory. The photos are natural, nothing seems to be on the PS, which fully shows that he really liked An Chuxia before.
Because according to his personality, it is absolutely impossible to kiss a girl he doesn't like, even if it is on the spot. And the self in that photo didn't show any expression of disgust for the girl in the photo at all.
But, he has no memory of those months.
As soon as Jiang Yuanyuan took the tablet computer out of her writing room, he looked up and saw Han Qilu staring at the huge picture on the wall in a daze.
"Have you seen enough?" Jiang Yuanyuan condensed his mind and sat down on the sofa, raising her legs and said coolly: "The photo has been hanging for several months, and it was only with your own consent."
After hearing Jiang Yuanyuan's words, a hint of surprise flashed on Han Qi's recording. His liking for An Chuxia has reached this point?
Thinking of this, Han Qilu's inspiration flashed. Since there are intimate photos of them on the wall, he must have the cellphone he used before. And that phone has a code lock, others can't enter and modify it.
"Go and take down the mobile phone in my room." Han Qilu casually called a servant up to get the mobile phone, and stepped forward in front of Jiang Yuanyuan and did it by himself: "Now I can say, what are the things you want to confirm."
Jiang Yuanyuan held the tablet computer tightly, and said, "You don't remember anything about the past?"
"The last thing I remember from the past few months is that Dad almost had an accident. It seems that An Chuxia's mother saved Dad." Han Qilu said honestly.
It means that he just forgot the appearance of Early Summer, Jiang Yuanyuan sighed: "What I want to know most is, what is the relationship between you and Xiang Mankui now?"