The surroundings were quiet and deserted again, and Ye Jiaqi had been sitting on the bench, motionless.

Sometimes when Butler Sun talks to her, she is reluctant to speak. Her eyes don't know where to look, and she doesn't seem to be looking anywhere.

Aunt Mei got her a coat and put it on: "Don't catch a cold, don't catch a cold, little girl, take good care of yourself. Come, we should go back, it's windy outside."

Aunt Mei said, holding her hand and preparing to take her back to the ward.

Ye Jiaqi was very obedient. When Aunt Mei asked her to go back, she followed her.

Butler Sun has also been taking care of Ye Jiaqi meticulously, for fear that something might happen to her.

…

After the Qingming Festival, the weather has been good, it hasn’t rained, and it has been sunny one after another.

The breeze is sultry, the grass is fresh, and begonia flowers are in full bloom everywhere.

The green branches and vines are intertwined with flowers. From a distance, they look like three or four gorgeous embellishments in a gouache painting, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

The capital is still the same capital, bustling with people coming and going.

The hospital is like a pure land far away from the city center. It is very quiet, especially the inpatient department. There are no vehicles coming and going, only patients, family members and doctors.

Ye Jiaqi recovered very well, and the wound was almost healed after seven or eight days. However, Aunt Mei refused to let her leave the hospital, insisting that she be hospitalized for further observation.

In this way, Ye Jiaqi stayed in the hospital for another week.

Butler Sun also hopes that Ye Jiaqi will stay in the hospital. After all, returning to Qiao's house and facing old things can easily get emotional.

On this day, the nurse came to apply medicine to Ye Jiaqi's wounds.

"Ms. Ye, the wound is healed and it's fine. There will be no scars in the future." The nurse smiled.

Ye Jiaqi smiled.

She is still very thin, especially after this incident, she lost a lot of weight.

Butler Sun took good care of her body every day, but it was of no use. Ye Jiaqi became thinner day by day.

It is said that heart disease is difficult to cure.

As soon as the nurse left, Ye Jiaqi got dressed and silently walked to the window.

Seeing the crabapple flowers blooming outside, she opened the window and let the warm spring breeze blow on her body.

In a daze, Ye Jiaqi remembered the spring when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

When you are young and have someone you like in your heart, everything you see is beautiful.

Qiao Zhai's garden is full of all kinds of flowers, and when spring comes, the flowers are in full bloom. She likes to sit in the pavilion and watch the spring breeze blowing, and the peach blossoms are like snow.

The best seasons, the best years, everything is the best.

Sometimes I can watch it all afternoon. When I feel silly, I will pick a camellia and pull the petals from each petal.

"The odd number means you don't like me, the even number means you like me. One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces..." Ye Jiaqi pulled the petals boredly, with anticipation and hope in his eyes, "Twelve pieces, ten pieces

Three pieces, fourteen pieces...ah, there is one more piece, fifteen pieces."

Ye Jiaqi threw the flower branches aside in frustration.

Hey, fifteen pieces.

The light in her eyes went out.

At this moment, Josnian walked over, bent down and picked up a camellia petal from the ground, and placed it on the stone table: "Where did the petal fall?"

Ye Jiaqi's eyes lit up: "Sixteen pieces!"

Josnian raised the corners of his lips, his deep and gentle gaze fell on her, and he raised his eyebrows: "What sixteen pieces."

Ye Jiaqi blushed: "I won't tell you."
Chapter completed!