As soon as Shang Shiyu finished speaking, Tang Wei's face suddenly changed, and his usually gentle expression became more solemn than ever before, "Who told you that I was seriously ill?"
"Yu Sheng has already told me." Shang Shiyu looked up at his thin face, and thought of what Yu Sheng said, and felt sorry for him. He raised his hand, wanting to touch him, but his hand was greasy and just hung in the air. "I always feel like every time I see you, you are thinner than the last time, it turns out it's not my illusion."
"It's just your illusion. Shang Shang, don't listen to Yu Sheng's nonsense. I'm in good health now and don't need anyone's care. Tomorrow morning, I'll book a plane ticket for you and let Yu Sheng take you to the airport."
As he spoke, he reached out and took the spatula from her hand, "Go out, I can do this myself."
The expression on his face became more indifferent than ever before, and his face became tense.
Such a Tang Wei made Shang Shiyu's eyes darker. Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. "I am already humble enough in front of you. This time, I just want to take care of you for the last two days. Don't reject me."
It was a pleading tone.
Tang Wei felt a pain in his heart.
All movements stopped. Even her breath was held. How could he deserve such humility from her
Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, she could only hear her voice continue to ring, "Yu Sheng said that your stomach has been particularly fragile in recent years and you can't eat anything casually. It just so happens that I am best at making this kind of light dish."
Tang Wei hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at her, "Yu Sheng told you that I have a bad stomach?"
"Um."
"What else did he say?"
"You'll throw up if you eat the wrong thing."
"… Anything else?"
Shang Shiyu looked at Tang Wei inquiringly, "Is there anything else? Do you have any other problems besides your stomach?"
At the end of the question, her expression changed slightly, her brows furrowed, and she looked nervous and worried.
Tang Wei breathed a sigh of relief calmly and shook his head, "No. I was worried that he might say something serious to coax you to stay. In fact, these are just minor issues."
Shang Shiyu looked at Tang Wei for a long time. Hearing his answer, she breathed a sigh of relief and her brows relaxed.
She didn't want him to get sick. Even though the two of them were at the end of their lives, she still hoped that he would be safe.
——
In the end, Tang Wei was unable to persuade her to leave.
When the two of them finished dinner and she cleaned up the kitchen, it was already past ten o'clock.
When Shang Shiyu came out of the kitchen, he saw him sitting in the living room, flipping through the design drawings. The environment here is simple, and he is sitting here quietly in a simple gray home suit, which makes the house shine. The phrase "a humble house is shining" probably describes the situation at the moment.
Shang Shiyu looked at the back with fascination and couldn't help being lost in thought.
"Let me clean up the kitchen from now on." Until Tang Wei suddenly spoke. He turned around and met her absent-minded gaze. Shang Shiyu was embarrassed, and her face turned red for no reason when she met his half-smile. This man must not know that he looked so good that it was a bit unfair.
"I have nothing to do anyway. I'd be bored if I had nothing to do." Shang Shiyu looked at his documents and deliberately avoided looking at him. "You are so busy and your health is not good. You should stop worrying about these trivial matters."
She was a very stubborn girl. Tang Wei did not argue with her and only asked, "When is the best time to start the interview?"
Shang Shiyu glanced at the time on his wrist, and finally looked at him again, "Let's wait until tomorrow, it's already late today."
"you are tired?"
Shang Shiyu shook his head.
"That is… ?"
"Yu Sheng said you can't be too tired. He asked me to watch you and you must go to bed before 11 o'clock."
Tang Wei smiled bitterly, "There are still so many documents, I can't finish reading them before 11 o'clock."
Shang Shiyu walked over, covered the documents on his legs, bent slightly, and met his eyes, "Then go to bed now."
Her eyes were clear and bright. The light from above her head poured down and reflected into her eyes. Her pupils were like holy crystals.
Tang Wei saw the love in her heart that could not be concealed, and also saw his own eagerness.
He stared at the little face that was so close to him and that he had been dreaming about. His eyes narrowed, and before he lost control, he suddenly moved his face back to keep a safe distance from her, "Shang Shang, don't get so close to me in the future."
The tone of voice was still so light, but the tone was very heavy.
Shang Shiyu was stunned.
His reaction at this moment hurt her self-esteem. A trace of pain flashed across her eyes.
Holding back the mist, she laughed awkwardly, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I'll get too close to you and what happened that night will happen again?"
Tang Wei put the document aside. At this moment, his expression was much more relaxed than before.
However, the words he said were much more ruthless than before.
"We all know that it was just an accident. Shang Shang, after you go back this time, I hope you can fulfill your previous promise—"
"What promise?"
He looked at her seriously and said, "Forget me and live your own life."
Shang Shiyu shrank his nose and clenched the documents in his hand.
He continued, "Don't let my minor illnesses waver your decision. Even if... even if I'm seriously ill and might disappear from this world tomorrow, don't waver!"
He said the last sentence with great solemnity.
Shang Shiyu grabbed the document so hard that it was torn.
She took a deep, heavy breath before finally releasing her hands from the documents.
The stiff body slowly straightened up. Such a small action seemed to have consumed a lot of strength.
She smiled, with a light mist on her eyelashes, but raised her chin, "Well, you are right - who are you to me? Why should I be so shameless to stay and take care of you? Why should I take out my heart and abuse it for you again and again?"
This sentence was not spoken to him, but it sounded more like I was speaking to myself.
"The two of us now..." She gestured with her hand between the two of them, "at best, the relationship between us is that of a boss and an employee. Like you said, even if you disappear from this world tomorrow, I... I shouldn't care. I won't care."
His heart ached, but he kept smiling, "Shang Shang, I hope you can do it."
He hoped that when one day he really disappeared from this world, it would be quiet and silent for her.
No pain.
There is no farewell.
She lived the rest of her life quietly and peacefully.
Shang Shiyu didn't say anything more to him. She rushed into her room in a panic and slammed the door shut.
Tang Wei looked at the back, and a hint of warmth appeared in his sad eyes.