Looking at the closed door of the ward, Wu Xuewei curved her lips and smiled bitterly.
Memories were really a terrifying cage.
..
Unable to bear the smell of the hospital disinfectant, two days later, Wu Xuewei insisted on being discharged.
Feng Churui could not do anything about her, so he asked Secretary Wu to go to the hotel to get her luggage while he personally sent her back to the apartment.
In the car, Wu Xuewei leaned her head against the car window and looked out of the window in a daze. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking as if she was a thousand miles away from others.
Feng churui crossed his legs. The document was placed on his lap and he was flipping through it seriously.
In the car, soft music drifted faintly.
Suddenly, when they passed by the speed reduction belt, Wu Xuewei’s head knocked against the glass unexpectedly, causing her to hiss in pain.
