She held onto the wall and followed him out.
People were coming and going on the corridor. She stood there, her eyes passing through the crowd, and saw the familiar figure from afar.
"Tang Wei!" She raised her voice and called out to him, not caring that this was a public place.
In front, the man's figure shook slightly.
He should have walked away, pretending he hadn't heard it. But, that voice was like a spell that froze him, making him unable to move a step.
Tang Song glanced at him and said, "I'll go up first."
He pressed Tang Wei's shoulder and stepped into the elevator first.
Tang Wei turned around slowly.
Across the crowd, dozens of meters away, the two people looked at each other from afar. At that moment, it seemed as if all the people and sounds around them disappeared. It seemed as if the whole world was left with only the two of them.
Shang Shiyu's eyes were hot.
She held onto the wall and walked towards him step by step.
Tang Wei looked at her helplessly and sadly, but he couldn't bear it anymore and walked back. When she came in front of him, her strength was exhausted and her body softened. Tang Wei supported her.
"It's really you!" Shang Shiyu put his hand on his arm. After not seeing him for a long time, he seemed to be thinner and thinner. Wearing a white shirt, he looked calmer and clearer.
Tang Wei supported her and lied, "I came here to look for my sixth brother, and I happened to see you being sent to the hospital. It looks like your condition is very bad."
Shang Shiyu was already satisfied to see him. She grabbed the medicine box in her hand and held it in front of him like a treasure, "You wrote these words."
"... Yeah." Tang Wei nodded, looked at her seriously again, and couldn't help but said: "You have to take your medicine well."
Shang Shiyu smiled, and a thin layer of mist appeared in his eyes.
She found that she was a little pitiful now. Being able to see him, being so close to him, and listening to him reminding her to take medicine well, she felt like a ray of sunshine shining into her gray life. She even felt that this illness today was worth it.
"Your anesthetic hasn't completely worn off yet, go to the ward and lie down first." Tang Wei said, a little worried.
Shang Shiyu's hand was still tightly clasping his arm, unwilling to let go. She looked at him, pursed her lips, and restrained the urge to reach out and hug him, pretending to be calm and said: "It's your birthday today."
"Um."
"Happy birthday," she wished.
His heart tightened inch by inch, "…Thank you."
He never thought that he would hear her say happy birthday in his lifetime. Perhaps this was the last time in his life.
He looked at her deeply with complicated eyes, and finally said: "I'll take you inside to lie down. I have something else to do, so I can't stay too long."
When Shang Shiyu heard that he was leaving, her bright eyes dimmed again. She wanted to keep him, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
She has said repeatedly that she will let him go and will not pester him anymore.
Without love, all entanglements will little by little turn into resentment, and even make him disgusted.
Shang Shiyu nodded and let him support him as he walked into the ward.
Tang Wei remembered something and said solemnly: "I heard from Yun Ling that... you and Lan Xiao are together."
So, my guess was correct.
I'm afraid Tang Wei has already seen the photos Yun Ling took that day.
"When do you plan to get married with her?" Shang Shiyu did not answer him, but asked instead.
Tang Wei glanced at her, his eyes were deep, and his lips moved, "Almost."
Shang Shiyu felt bitter in her throat, and she wanted to wish him happiness. However, after moving her lips several times, she still couldn't say such a reluctant word.
"Wei!" At this moment, another voice sounded.
Shang Shiyu stopped.
Tang Wei also stopped.
The two of them looked at each other, and she felt that she could not hide the bitterness in her eyes.
Yun Ling looked at the two of them hugging each other, and her expression darkened slightly. She walked forward slowly, glanced at Shang Shiyu, and then said to Tang Wei: "I asked for a long time before I found out that you were here."
Shang Shiyu's hand, which was pressing on Tang Wei's arm, was a little stiff.
He felt it. He asked Yun Ling, "Why are you here?"
"Grandpa Tang and your father are..." Yun Ling almost blurted out the word 'coming'. However, remembering what Yu Sheng told her that day, she glanced at Shang Shiyu and changed her words: "Everyone is waiting to celebrate your birthday."
Shang Shiyu's fingers trembled a little.
She felt that at this moment, she was redundant standing here.
Without her, Tang Wei's world is still complete, lively and orderly. He has a family and a lover.
I don't need her anymore...
But she lived her life in a miserable and confused way.
She held his hand tightly, then loosened it inch by inch. It was a small movement, but her heart felt like it was being tortured a thousand times.
"Shi Yu." At this moment, a familiar voice interrupted her wandering thoughts.
She looked up.
Lan Xiao ran all the way here, panting heavily, "How are you?"
Seeing him, Shang Shiyu quickly wiped away the moisture in his eyes. He let go of Tang Wei's hand and reached out to Lan Xiao for help, "Help me up, I just took the anesthetic and my whole body is still numb."
She was so glad that she was not alone at the moment. With Lan Xiao around, she didn't look so pitiful.
Lan Xiao immediately went over, put one of her arms on his shoulders, and put his other hand around her waist. "What's wrong, you? Why are you still taking anesthesia?"
"Nothing. Why are you here?"
"The taxi driver called me using your phone. What's wrong with you? Are you feeling better now? Where does it hurt?" Lan Xiao asked a series of questions, unable to hide his worry.
"I'm really fine."
"The doctor said it's gastritis. You have to make sure you have three meals a day. Otherwise, the situation will get worse and worse." Tang Wei, who had been standing silently, finally spoke up and added, "The medicine has been prescribed and you need to take it on time. The directions are written on each box."
Hearing this, Lan Xiao looked at Tang Wei and couldn't help but look at him twice more. Sometimes, it's not just women who are sensitive, men are the same. What's more, he was too obvious.
"Since Miss Shang's boyfriend has arrived, let's not disturb them!" Yun Ling, wearing a mask, smiled at Lan Xiao.
"Yes. I will take good care of Shiyu." Lan Xiao replied to Yun Ling, but he said to Tang Wei, "Mr. Tang is thoughtful."
Tang Wei was speechless.
His eyes fell on Lan Xiao's arm resting on Shang Shiyu's waist, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. His breathing became heavier and heavier.
But, in the end, he smiled and said, "Goodbye."
That smile made Shang Shiyu feel like his heart was being whipped.
"Take good care of yourself." He couldn't help but solemnly warned before turning around. From that moment on, a sharp pain spread from all directions in his body at the fastest speed, and finally exploded in his chest.