Su Qingyu felt that people’s hearts were really simple things. She was hurt by Li Tingchen and Fan Chenxi. Just because Zhou Yuantang made a beautiful meal, she was cured.
The more people who lack love, the more likely they are to be warmed by the sporadic warmth of others.
After all, Zhou Yuantang was aware of her sorrow and took the initiative to ask, “Sister Su, is there anything unhappy about you?””
“I’m going to have an operation, and when I look back, I find that no one can sign me. Am I a failure?”
Su Qingyu said these words lightly, and Zhou Yuantang’s eyes flowed with distressed light.
“Sister Su, everyone has a different definition of failure. In my opinion, you are the best sister. There is no such thing as failure. An unfortunate marriage is at most a mistake made in life.”
“But with such a long life, no one is a god who can predict and not make a mistake.”
Su Qingyu frowned slightly, “Do you know about me?””
“Last time I was on the boat, I knew that the person in Mr. Li’s arms was you. On the day of the hospital, I was actually in the crowd and vaguely heard the content of your quarrel. Sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
Su Qingyu smiled bitterly, no wonder he had been shopping for food for so long.
“It’s okay, this is the truth.”
Zhou Yuantang pushed the prepared dessert in front of her, “Sister Su, if you don’t mind, I can sign for you. What kind of surgery are you going to have?””
Su Qingyu said softly: “Gastrectomy.”
There was a ripple on Zhou Yuantang’s calm face, “Sister Su, you shouldn’t be……”
“It’s what you think.”
“How could it be?You are so young, how can you get such a terminal illness?”
Looking at his panicked face, Su Qingyu raised his hand and rubbed his head, “It’s okay, Yuantang, I’m ready, not to mention that the situation is not as bad as you think. I had chemotherapy once, and the effect was very good.”
The young man’s face is like a blank piece of paper, and his joys, sorrows and sorrows are clearly presented on it.
His fair face was full of worry, and the end of his eyes were a little red. He choked and said in a voice: “Sister Su is the best person in the world, and she will be safe.”
In fact, she was more pessimistic, but what she said became comfort.
“Well, I think so too.”
“Sister……”
“It’s okay, it will be okay.”Su Qingyu thought bit by bit, not knowing if he was persuading Zhou Yuantang or comforting himself.
In the next few days, she nursed her body according to the doctor’s instructions, and almost all contact with the outside world was cut off.