Located in the northwest of England, Manchester was the second most prosperous city in this elegant and classical country. It was located on the east bank of the Ivor River, near the confluence of the Mynock River and the Eric River.
The clear Mersey River flowed through the southern part of the city. Standing on the top of the tall building in the center of the city, one could see the vast wilderness in the distance.
This was an elegant city that was as warm as the climate, but did not lose its leisurely and peaceful atmosphere.
Located in the southeast of the city, near the south bank of the Mersey River, Manchester's recognized best St. Eddington Hospital was located here.
It was not yet autumn, and the maple leaves on the tall trees planted on both sides of the street were still green. However, when the warm afternoon sun shone down, the leaves would be rendered with a faint layer of intoxicating gold.
The inpatient department of St. Eddington Hospital was located on this quiet and peaceful street.
Red bricks and grey tiles formed the walls of the courtyard, which had a strong British flavor. On one side of the wall, there was a meticulously planted little garden. The patients of the hospital would usually come here to take a walk or bask in the sun when they were free, accompanied by their families, to relax.
On the sixth floor of the inpatient department, there were separate high-level wards.
In ward 603, there was a girl.
When the doctors and nurses of St. Eddington Hospital chatted in private, they could not help but mention the girl from the East. They envied the girl's soft hair that fell over her shoulders, marveled at her exquisite and enchanting face, and praised the girl's elegant and appropriate speech and behavior, which was like that of a British aristocrat.
"What a good girl!"
The senior nurse of the inpatient department, Aunt Jessica, was always full of praise for the girl.
Quite a number of young male doctors could not help but admire her.
This was the first time they had seen a girl from the East with such an attractive appearance and temperament.
She seemed to be from China?
It turned out that the distant Eastern country with a long history could really breed such a beautiful girl.
However …
Thinking of the girl's admission information, whether it was the doctors who admired the girl or the nurses who had a good impression of the girl, they could not help but sigh in their hearts and feel a little heavy.
Really, what a pity.
…
Inpatient department, ward 603.
The walls were clean and white, the bed was white, and the quilt was soft. There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.
The sunlight lazily shone in through the clear window, casting the shadow of the young girl on the sickbed on the ground, making her look thin and delicate.
The young girl was wearing a white hospital gown. It seemed to be a little too big for her, making her look even more pitiful.
Her long, jet-black hair fell down. Compared to a few months ago, her originally bright and lustrous hair now seemed to have dimmed. Contrasting with the young girl's sickly pale complexion, it silently revealed the current state of the young girl's body.
The young girl was sitting on the sickbed with her back against a soft pillow and a stack of paper on her knees. At this moment, she was quietly and attentively writing something on the paper. Her hair fell on both sides of her cheeks, making it difficult to see the young girl's face and expression.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open.
A middle-aged woman walked in with a basket of fruits.
"Steamed Bun, how was your lunch break?"
"Have some fruits."
Her tone was filled with the sincere concern of a mother for her daughter.
The young girl raised her head and looked at her mother with a smile. "Yes, I just had an afternoon nap."
Hearing her daughter's reply, the mother nodded in relief. Then, her gaze fell on the letter on the young girl's knees and she could not help but reprimand.
"Didn't the doctor say that you should stay in bed and rest more? Don't do anything else."
The young girl stuck out her tongue.
"It's fine. I'm in good spirits today. I don't need an injection in the afternoon. It's too boring to just lie in bed and do nothing."
The young girl could not help but pout and act coquettishly.
"Also, I told the nurses that I wanted to go to the small garden outside to bask in the sun, but Aunt Jessica and the others did not allow it. They said that it would take a few more days. I can only stay in the ward every day, it's so boring."
The mother shook her head helplessly.
"Alright, alright. But you still have to listen to the doctor and the nurses …"
Her tone had already softened. After all, she knew that her daughter was originally a lively and active person. Yet, she encountered such an illness … It was indeed a grievance that she could only stay in the hospital ward.
Thinking of her mother, she could not help but feel a little sad.
But soon, she tried hard to pull herself together. Looking at her daughter who had just written on the letter, her heart stirred slightly.
She asked, "You're writing again?"
The young girl lowered her head and softly replied with a "Yes."
The mother could not help but sigh.
"It's still for Lin Feng, right?"
"But you wrote so many letters, but in the end, you are not willing to send any of them. If Lin Feng can't see them, what's the point of writing so much?"
Speaking of this, the mother felt a little heartache.
She knew that her daughter would write letters almost every other day or two whenever she had free time. However, she had written letter after letter, and after a month or two, she had used up a thick stack of letters, but not a single one had been sent.
"Or, you can just give Lin Feng a call or send him a message. That would be more convenient, right?"
The mother carefully made a suggestion and tried to persuade her daughter.
"After all, if you keep on like this, will you two never contact each other?"
The young girl still kept her head down. She did not say anything, only lightly pursing her lips.
Ever since she left Shanghai in that manner two months ago and received a call from a certain someone before the plane took off, they really had not contacted each other since.
That's right.
Will they never contact each other again?
She understood this reasoning.
But after writing letter after letter, she still did not have the courage to send them out, let alone speak the words written on the letters directly to a certain someone over the phone.
That's right.
She was a coward. She could not even muster the courage to do such a thing.
But …
The young girl's face was a little sad.
I can't do it.
You can't do it either?
Or are you still mad at me?
… …
After entering August, the flow of time seemed to have become much faster all of a sudden.
The Chinese LPL's Summer Tournament was still fiercely ongoing. Soon, it would be the finals of the Summer Season. The results of the finals would directly affect the number of people who qualified for the S6 Season World Finals.
Recently, Su Xue had also become very busy.
Basically, the LSPL First Division had officially confirmed the list of commentators for the start of the Autumn Tournament. The name "Night Snow Su Hang" was impressively on the list. So since mid-August, Su Xue had to rush to the LSPL officials almost every day to report for the final training before taking up the post.
"Snow is really going to hit the jackpot this time!"
"She's going to reach the peak of her life!"
"Come on, come on! Bring glory to our livestream! "
"You don't have to worry about the livestream. Leave it to Lin Feng!"
"That's right, Snow, don't worry about the training!"
"You have our support!"
The old fans in the livestream were also very supportive of Su Xue's busy work, which made Su Xue feel a little comforted. Then, they naturally felt relieved to share the work of the livestream with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn't have any problem with that.
Anyway, before the start of college, his daily life was still very leisurely. There was no problem at all helping Su Xue with the livestream.
But …
Come to think of it.
It was already mid-August. The Shanghai University of Finance & Economics, which he had filled in for the college entrance examination, was August 28th.
There were only two weeks left.
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