It turned out that what was worse than this was that the relationship she had carefully maintained was a shattering bubble when touched.

Just like the first encounter he thought was the most ordinary one, it was the reunion she had dreamed of for many years, and they were not equal from the beginning.

Liang Yixuan was accompanied by Xiao Jie to the hospital for a film. She had a little bit of it, and it was already night after she came back.

The fever has temporarily subsided, but her Achilles tendonitis has recurred repeatedly this year, and it cannot be broken in three to five days.

The doctor said that the acute period may last for several weeks, and it will take a look at the physical therapy situation. Not to mention the performance in a short period of time, even basic training must be suspended. Otherwise, once conservative treatment fails, the next step is surgery, and the recovery period will be longer.

"You sports and art industry really rely on your youth to do whatever you want to count how many athletes and dancers have broken their Achilles tendon on the stage, and their careers are so ruined?" The old expert advised in the hospital with great thought.

Xiao Jie was frightened when she heard this, but Liang Yixuan was still calm. After all, she knew her body best, so she was mentally prepared before returning to China.

Besides, it is common in this industry to get hurt. It will not cause the sky to fall after a few weeks of rest. Fortunately, there is a shortage in the tour, so it will not delay too much trouble.

Liang Yixuan returned to the apartment and reported the situation to Qin He on WeChat.

At nine o'clock in the evening, she received a voice call from Qin He back in bed.

Qin He nagged a lot, saying that she would apply for sick leave on Monday and let her have a good rest and would not have to go to the dance center to register next week.

Liang Yixuan responded one by one, and finally heard Qin He mention the topic of the morning: "After all, you can't go on stage during this period, you can consider the variety show."

"I can't record dances with this foot recently..."

"Isn't you asking you to take on dance variety shows, and you still think you are not working hard enough? You asked you to talk to friends." Qin He explained with a smile.

Liang Yixuan thought for a while before she understood what Qin He meant: "Go to a variety show to fall in love?"

"Why are you a kid who doesn't understand trends than me? It's a kind of love social reality show. If you meet something you like on the show, just talk about love. If you don't meet it, you won't force it. It not only enriches social interaction, accumulates connections and fame, and can work as usual during the period, and it's all good and harmless!"

"But now..." The sentence "I'm not single" came to my mouth. Liang Yixuan was completely confident. She grabbed the corner of the quilt, "Teacher Qin, I'll think about it. Can I give you a reply next week?"

"Okay, the opportunity is rare, you should do it as soon as possible!"

After hanging up the call, Liang Yixuan looked at the phone interface where there were no missed calls. She was stunned for a while and took out the diary from the bedside table drawer.

I have been using the book for four years, and the inner pages are already a little yellowed.

When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I wrote something up every day. The older I grew, the less I wrote. I only started writing when I was in a good mood or was extremely bad. The diary became more of a medium for looking back on the past.

Liang Yixuan is not good at making decisions about "sacrificing one's own way". When she was in trouble in the past, her grandmother told her that when you do something, when you are sad, you shouldn't continue to do it.

Then she would open her diary and see how many times she had been happy about this incident and how many times she had been sad.

Liang Yixuan slowly opened the book, looked back from the pages of December last year, and stroked them in a straight line, and finally calculated 19:6.

It turns out that during the days when I was with Bian Xu, happiness only accounts for 6/25.

Liang Yixuan wanted to laugh a little, but suddenly felt her cheeks heat up, and she raised her hand to touch it, touching it.

Three days later, after Liang Yixuan completely subsided, she immediately pulled her suitcase to Lanchen Tianfu.

Five skyscrapers stand near the river on the land where every inch of land is valuable, forming the most valuable residential community in Nanhuai City.

Liang Yixuan swiped the card and walked into the first building, took the elevator to the top floor, pressed his fingerprint to lock the door.

The large duplex floor of the top floor in the out-of-print area, the mansion that many people can't dream of being out of shape is just vacant for so long. The huge house is empty and unpopular. Looking around, all the decorations are the same as when she left here last time.

Bian Xu likes cleanliness, but does not like neatness, and does not like square and regularity. The placement of objects at home is like the rugged rocks in the mountains and fields, and has been in a state of rugged and wild growth for a long time.

He also did not allow anyone to change the pattern of freedom, and for this he forced several obsessive-compulsive-disease cleaning aunts to retreat.

Liang Yixuan loves rules and has a mild scheming habit. She has to work hard to adapt again every once in a while, so she doesn't need it this time.

She didn't want to take a look at the messy arrangements, wiped the universal wheels of the suitcase with tissues, and placed the brand new bags, jewelry, makeup and skin care products and packaging bags on the living room coffee table - returning these gifts that had been sent to her in full.

He also carried an empty suitcase and neatly collected the personal belongings left here, from daily necessities to clothing, including a few idle books he read when he was bored by someone else.

She didn't want to stay for too long, and when she took away the last book on the swing chair on the balcony, she slipped down because she was too quick to move.

The book fell to the ground, and the page with the bookmark was just open.

It is Feng Tang's "Growth of All Things".

She lowered her head and saw a line of words painted by a gray highlighter: "I want to use all my styles to make you unable to feel at peace whenever you are not with me in the future."

Liang Yixuan couldn't remember when she marked this sentence. It was probably on a sleepless night that was left behind by the border.

She picked up the book and realized that she was still a little unwilling to accept it - if her departure was like a passing cloud, without any touch or influence on Bian Xu, she was still a little unwilling to accept it.

She wanted him to have a sleepless night that could not be peaceful.

At least one night, she wasn't by his side, but his mind was full of her, and he was thinking about her even when he was breathing.

Liang Yixuan stood on the wide balcony and looked around the whole house. After thinking about it, she walked towards the vinyl record machine in the living room, found a record from the collection cabinet and placed it on it - that would be the first song Bian Xu heard when he came back here.

I walked towards the wine cabinet again, picked a piece of wine I liked, changed the position, and placed it in the most convenient place.

Then he walked into the bathroom, took out the aromatherapy essential oil she used in the glass cabinet, dripped it on the diffuser beside the bathtub, and carefully closed the shower door.

Then he walked into the bedroom and carefully laid the soft quilt.

Finally, he gave up his underwear that he had originally wanted to take away, and used scissors to cut it into the clothes basket that he threw into the bathroom.

She is like a meticulous designer, preparing the five senses of hearing, taste, smell, touch, and vision to connect memories for the owner of the house.

Then he carried his suitcase to the entrance, left the access card, and picked up his mobile phone to edit the text message.

After a breakup notice was sent, Liang Yixuan opened the door and went out.
Chapter completed!