When Yu Qianlin rushed to the hospital, Wen Shu had just coaxed Lu Sining to sleep. She slid to the ground exhausted, and only then did she dare to release all the tears that had been pent up.
She thought sarcastically, if she still had the energy to cry, then she would still have the energy to keep going.
Yu Qianlin stopped at the other end of the corridor, his heart aching. He walked closer, afraid disturb her. This review was more silent and sad than any other time he had seen.
"Studying."
Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Shu quickly wiped away his tears and stood up: "Why are you here?" His tone was normal, as if everything he had seen before was Yu Qianlin's illusion.
"Are you okay?" Yu Qianlin asked, trying hard not to hug the person in his arms.
My heart seems to hurt even more.
"I'm fine! If it's sympathy, I don't need it, please go back!" Wen Shu didn't want Yu Qianlin to see her in such a miserable state. At least, she still wanted to maintain her last bit of self-esteem. She knew that as long as she asked, Yu Qianlin would definitely help her find a solution, but she would rather think of other ways than accept his financial assistance.
Yu Qianlin might have good intentions, but she didn't dare and didn't want to accept such kindness again.
Life is cruel after all, and she has to face it by herself. She understands Yu Qianlin's pride, and she knows exactly how to force him to leave.
Seeing that Wen Shu easily defined him, Yu Qianlin hurriedly denied it: "I want to help you!"
"How can I help?" Wen Shu looked at him coldly, "Can you help me cure my father, or can you help me get the master's money to help my family?"
"no……"
"Don't be naive!" Wen Shu suddenly interrupted him, trying to keep his forced expression intact, "Yu Qianlin, we are different! People like me are only fit to live in the dust!"
"So what!" After being rejected by Wen Shu again and again, Yu Qianlin also got angry, "Is it useful for you to complain about yourself? Can it make everything better?"
"Why do you say that to me?"
"Why? I'll tell you!" Yu Qianlin approached Wen Shu step by step and said seriously, "Because I like you!"
Even though the timing was not right, Yu Qianlin was inexplicably certain that if he didn't tell her his feelings now, he might never have another chance in the future.
These words were like heavy hammers, hitting Wen Shu's heart one by one. After a brief throbbing, she became more and more desperate. She had nothing left, so what was there to be loved by others?
Wen Shu closed his eyes and said, "Yu Qianlin, I can tell you for sure that I don't like you, not at all!"
How could Yu Qianlin believe it: "You are lying!"
"Yu Qianlin, ask yourself, do you really like me, or do you do it out of pity?"
"I can tell my own heart apart!" Yu Qianlin said as he took a few steps closer.
Yu Qianlin was so aggressive that Wen Shu had no way to retreat. She seemed to be possessed by self-hypnosis and pushed Yu Qianlin away with force: "So what? Yu Qianlin, although you don't have parents, you have a complete family! You don't have to worry about food and clothing, but I have lived a life of displacement since I was a child. Many things that you are accustomed to are just luxuries for me!"
Yu Qianlin was not prepared for Wen Shu's sharp words. He was hit in the sore spot. He clenched his fists, endured the pain, and said resolutely: "Okay! If this is what you want, I promise that I will never care about you again, never again!"
Wen Shu watched Yu Qianlin's figure walking further and further away, then she squatted on the ground deflated, hugged herself, and bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud, as if the army would be defeated if she made a sound.
I'm sorry, I don't want to drag you down.
I'm sorry, please forgive my pathetic self-esteem.
Sorry, I like you too.
That night, Secretary Wen wrote down his thoughts about his young girlhood that had ended, and finally wrote down the date: November 23, 2012.
When Yu Qianlin dragged his feet back to the martial arts hall, Grandpa Yu asked him how his review was going. He glanced at Grandpa , replied coldly that he didn't know, and went back to his room.
I don't know how long it took, but Yu Qianlin came out of the room with his bag on his back. He said to Grandpa Yu, "Grandpa, I'm back to school."
He just received a call from his roommate, asking him to buy a ticket back to school quickly, because being caught for being late is no joke. Originally, he wanted to take a leave to look after Wen Shu's family, but who knew that Wen Shu was so heartless. Since his kindness was taken for granted, why did he stay?
"Okay, be careful on your way!"
"I see."
Grandpa Yu sighed: "I will take good care of them."
It was self-evident who “they” referred to. Yu Qianlin paused for a few seconds, then walked away again.
Wen Shu took a long vacation from school and took care of Wen Yan every day, but dozens of days passed and Wen Yan still showed no signs of waking up. Lu Si Ning sold her previous home, but it was still not enough for Wen Yan's medical expenses, and she became more and more anxious.
Sometimes Lu Sining would sit by Wen Yan's bed like an old lady, chattering about the past, and would say in a trembling voice that she had actually forgiven him, but Wen Yan never responded to her and just fell asleep.
Lu Sining's eyes were swollen from crying, and she was getting weaker day by day. Wen Shu was worried about her and asked her to rest, but he couldn't persuade her. Every day, apart from cooking for Wen Shu, she did nothing else but sit by Wen Yan's bed and stare at him blankly.
When Wen Yan had been in a coma for twenty days, Wen Shu and his mother once again prayed desperately amid the doctor's sighs, and once again received the doctor's cold and negative answer.
On the 35th day, Wen Yan passed away quietly when both mother and daughter were not around, with a peaceful look on his face. The doctor said this was the best outcome, and he did not suffer much.
How could Lu Sining accept this result? She threw herself on the attending doctor and beat him hysterically. The nurses hurriedly pulled her away, but they could not resist her brute force.
Wen Shu stood by with cold eyes, like a spectator.
The moment the white cloth covered Wen Yan, Lu Si Ning fainted on the ground, unconscious. But she couldn't fall down, she still had to arrange Wen Yan's funeral.
After Lu Sining woke up, Wen Shu helped her go home. She walked on the street, the cool autumn wind blowing on her, and she felt as if she was in another world.
It turns out that the weather has become so cold.
She suddenly wondered, if she had agreed to Yu Qianlin at that time, would she feel less painful?
Unfortunately, there is no if.
She touched her heart and it seemed that the pain had gone away.
After his daily training, Yu Qianlin was almost exhausted. Because he was thinking about reviewing his lessons, he was distracted during training and was scolded a lot. He thought of countless solutions, but none of them were really applicable.
He wanted to raise funds among his high school classmates, but he knew that before he even started, his school might cut off all contact with him. He went to the counselor to ask for his scholarship in advance, but the school rejected him because it was "still going through the process."
When he thought of Wen Shu fighting alone in the hospital and he had no way to help him, his heart was like being attacked by sharp claws and he was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself.
He picked up his clothes in frustration and was about to take a shower when he received a call from his grandfather.
"Grandpa, is there something wrong?" He looked at the time. It was 10 o'clock and grandpa was still not asleep?
"Qianlin," Grandpa Yu hesitated. Yu Qianlin sat up with a start, "Did something happen to Wen Shu?"
"Wen Shu is fine, but her father passed away, and your Aunt Lu is also sick."
"I understand, Grandpa, I'll ask for leave right away!"
"Okay, be careful."
Grandpa Yu hung up the phone, thinking of Wen Shu, and felt distressed. He wanted to help during the day, but was rejected by Wen Shu, who also asked him not to tell Yu Qianlin.
Grandpa Yu watched Yu Qianlin grow up, and he also understood Yu Qianlin's heart from Yu Qianlin's recent behavior. He understood his grandson and was partial to him, so he finally called Yu Qianlin to tell him.
It was several days later when Yu Qianlin came back. He asked for leave that day, but the counselor refused to grant it, saying it was a discipline issue. He was so anxious that he almost quarreled with the counselor, and was eventually reprimanded. He had no choice but to wait until Friday to rush back overnight.
He kept calling Wen Shu all the way, but the phone kept showing as turned off. He got off the car and ran straight to Wen Shu's house, but the door was locked and the scene in front of the door looked like no one had lived there for a long time. He hurried to the hospital, but the hospital also said they didn't know.
Yu Qianlin was completely panicked, and he ran back to the martial arts hall, silently praying that Wen Shu must be there. But the answer was no.
Grandpa Yu looked at his grandson, who looked very worried, and asked him, "Have you searched for everything?"
He nodded dejectedly.
In the next few days, Yu Qianlin tirelessly searched almost every corner of Ancheng. He even called Wenshu's school, but was told that Wenshu had already applied for withdrawal. Finally, he returned to Wenshu's door and sat there blankly, like a piece of thoughtless wood.
I don’t know how long it was after , but when the landlord brought people to see the house, he finally realized that Wen Shu was missing.
He walked alone on the road, and when he passed a chair, he would remember that she used to like to rest here when she was tired. When he passed a wonton shop, he would also remember that she liked the wontons without green onions the most...
Every time he passed a place, Yu Qianlin would stay for a while longer, greedily recalling the past, recalling those trivial and precious times. He suddenly realized that his feelings for Wen Shu were probably love. Those likes gnawed at his heart bit by bit, and only when he put Wen Shu in it could it be complete. But he was young and didn't understand this strong and hot emotion, so he could only hide it again and again.
After staying there for a while, he walked towards the martial arts hall with an unusually firm step. Suddenly, fine and dense snow fell from the sky. He reached out to catch the falling snowflakes and swore, Wenshu, don't let me find you!