His voice was very soft, falling on Qiao Muyuan's ears like a feather.

"Stop going to class. It's okay to take a day off. Today you went to the emergency center." Qiao Muyuan didn't know what was good about the class. He seemed to be quite serious.

However, this person is serious about everything he does, including teaching.

"It's okay. The doctor is making a fuss out of a molehill. The doctors here are more exaggerated. It's not the first time I know about it."

"Do you come here often?"

Ji Changmu saw the leak and laughed: "How can I come here often? The weather has been changing recently, so I just come here often to get medicine."

There has been little relief in the past few months. Sometimes he has a fever, sometimes a cold, and sometimes he has a severe headache.

Being acclimatized is one thing, but the other thing...Ji Changmu also knows it. He had a head operation before, and although it has recovered, it has relapsed frequently this year for unknown reasons.

I did a check-up, but it was of no use. The hospital couldn't find anything wrong. They said it was a recurrence of the old disease, so I should pay more attention to it.

It was Qiao Zhixing who performed the operation on him in the first place. The boy who had just been admitted to Harvard Medical School tried his best to successfully perform the operation on him. Now, it was impossible for him to go to Qiao Zhixing again.

Not to mention Qiao Zhixing, if they hadn't met by chance in Bolton this time, he and Qiao Muyuan would never have met again in this life.

Qiao Muyuan remained silent and looked at the curtain.

The curtains have long been closed, locking out the wind and rain outside the window.

The ward was not big, and the dim yellow light shone on the wooden bed. Ji Changmu stopped talking and drank hot water.

The ward was very quiet.

After a long time, Ji Changmu laughed: "I have been away from home for so long, and those two rabbits may have overturned my home."

Ji Changmu couldn't imagine what the manor would look like when he returned. The worst result was that the two rabbits had slipped away and could never be found again.

He didn't mention anything about domestic affairs, and neither did Qiao Muyuan.

They are all acquiescing that the past is over. Starting from the divorce, they have embarked on a new journey, and their life trajectories no longer intersect, except... this accident within an accident.

Neither of them thought they would meet in Bolton, but they met by chance.

Qiao Muyuan looked at the curtains with calm eyes: "Ji Changmu, do you want to stay in Bolton for the rest of your life?"

"A lifetime is too long. I haven't planned it yet. I just want to live a life of leisurely clouds and wild cranes in the past few years." As he spoke, Ji Changmu coughed and frowned.

"After these few years, you have really grown old."

Ji Changmu paused and admitted that Qiao Muyuan was right.

He is more than ten years older than her.

After these few years, he is no longer young, but she is still the same age.

"Don't imitate me. You are still young. Your life has just begun. You are just standing at the starting point of a great future. The future will be wonderful."

"What do I want to learn from you? Who would want to learn from a man who failed to the extreme?" Qiao Muyuan turned his head and looked at him with red eyes, full of unwillingness.

"I know that my life has been a failure. The endless glory in the eyes of outsiders is just an illusion." Ji Changmu remained calm and calm, as if he didn't care even if it was a failure.

Qiao Muyuan's teeth itched with hatred. She gritted her teeth and almost wanted to tear this man's mask of disguise into pieces with her little hands.
Chapter completed!