When she asked this, she became extremely angry and pinched his arm in revenge.
Tang Wei picked her up from the sofa and placed her on his lap. It was March and still a little chilly, so he wrapped the quilt around both of them to prevent her from catching a cold.
"What do you want to know? Take your time and answer one question at a time. Okay?"
"Then tell me about your condition first." This was what Shang Shiyu was most concerned about. Her expression darkened a little, "Are you fully recovered?"
"At least, my life is not in danger for now." Tang Wei said: "Tang Song said that my recovery is good and I have passed the short-term observation period. I will go to the hospital once every few months, and then take good care of myself."
"You are still alive and well, why did you let them lie to me?" Shang Shiyu's nose was sour, and her hands tightly grasped his shirt. She couldn't control her sadness, "Do you know how hard I have been through in the past two years?"
Tang Wei kissed her lips soothingly. She turned away angrily, and he hugged her tighter, whispering to her ear, "Shang Shang, if my situation was a little more optimistic, I would not lie to you."
His words were sincere. Hearing what he said, Shang Shiyu turned around and said, "Then tell me, where have you been and what have you been doing in the past two years? Since the situation is not optimistic, how did you survive?"
"In fact, before I told you my bad news, I was taken to a research institute—that was the institute founded by Tang Song. The institute has been committed to researching new drugs. However, these drugs have just been developed and have not been put on the market. They have not gone through any approval procedures, and there is no time to do complete experiments. What kind of side effects will there be, how effective will it be, or whether it will save lives or accelerate death, no one can be sure. When I took the medicine, I was informed in advance that I might be paralyzed for life, brain dead, or have fractures all over my body and permanent insomnia. These are all unpredictable."
Shang Shiyu's breath was choked, and her whole body went numb. She looked at him inquiringly. Tang Wei didn't know what she was thinking, and touched her long hair soothingly, "At that time, I was almost dead, but I went there with the intention of being their test subject. I never thought that one day I would be able to walk out of the institute alive."
Time has passed, and he now speaks of all this with ease, but she can almost imagine the despair in his heart at that time. I'm afraid no one dares to hold out any hope.
"The institute's operation was carried out in secret. It is illegal to use human bodies as experimental subjects, so I was asked to cut off contact with the outside world. Not only you, but even my family cannot know the exact progress of my illness. But in fact, even if I wanted to contact you, I could not do anything. In the institute, I was rarely awake. Various drugs were constantly flowing through my body, and I had to change the indwelling needle countless times. Later, I had a severe allergy and my entire arm was so ulcerated that it was almost useless and required amputation. Shang Shang, in this situation, I can't convince myself to give you any hope. If I die in the institute, you will have to bear the bad news of my death again in the future, which is too cruel for you. But if I don't die, what if I have to stay in the institute for ten or twenty years before I can recover? Will I have to delay you for ten or twenty years as well? This is even more unfair to you."
Shang Shiyu's eyes gradually turned red, and a thin layer of mist covered them. Every word he said shocked her. She was suddenly a little glad that she didn't know the truth for the past two years, otherwise, she would be even more devastated. Knowing that he was suffering more painful than death, she was powerless and could only wait silently. This was too painful.
"Do you want to listen more?" He stroked her soft long hair.
"I want to hear it." Shang Shiyu nodded, unable to hide the sobs in his voice, "I want to know everything that happened to you in the past two years, whether it was painful or happy, I want to know!"
"Happy?" Tang Wei smiled slightly, "Being alive and being able to hold you like this again is the happiest thing for me."
She sniffed. "Then let's continue telling you about your time at the institute. Let's start with the festering on your arm."
"When my arm was about to be disabled, even if I fainted, I would always wake up from the pain, and then faint again. Many times, I wanted to give up. I always felt that even if I endured so much pain, I would just die in the end, so why torture myself in vain? However, when I thought that some people might really not be able to live without me, I didn't dare to give up easily." When he mentioned the word "some people", he looked at her with burning eyes, and his long fingers passed over the tear marks at the corners of her eyes before continuing: "I always tell myself to hold on a little longer, just hold on a little longer... But, the frustrating thing is that some people seem to have completely forgotten about me."
Shang Shiyu couldn't hold back any longer, tears slid down his cheeks and wet his fingertips.
She said nothing, but buried her face deeply in his neck and remained silent for a long time. Tang Wei sighed helplessly and pityingly, "I always seem to make you cry."
"Tang Wei, it's a good thing you didn't give up..." She finally spoke with a sob.
Tang Wei's heart was also sour, his lips pressed against her head, "As long as there is a little hope, as long as I think of you, I dare not give up easily..."
"I can imagine how painful it was for you, but luckily you persevered..." Shang Shiyu sobbed and wiped his tears on his pajamas, "If you don't come back, I really won't be able to hold on any longer..."
After she finished speaking, she opened her arms and hugged his neck tightly.
Tang Wei closed her eyes, enjoying this long-lost, active hug from her. His long arms clasped her slender back, holding her tight.
"Shang Shang, have you forgiven me?"
"Hmm~" Her voice was unclear and he couldn't hear it clearly.
"Don't cry, it's all in the past..." Tang Wei patted her back.
"I can't help it." She choked and her voice was sobbing. He told her not to cry, but her tears flowed even more violently.
He was extremely helpless and sighed, "Shang Shang, if you keep crying, Aunt Liu and Uncle Shang might come out. They will think I'm bullying you as soon as I come back."
"You just bully me..." Shang Shiyu sat up straight, looking at him accusingly with tearful eyes, "You just bully me because I can't live without you. So... you always come when you want and leave when you want!"
Tang Wei smiled bitterly and held her face, "But I never wanted to leave."
Every time, I had no choice.
Shang Shiyu sniffed and maliciously wiped all his tears on the sleeves of his pajamas, "You have to compensate me for the two years you wasted!"
Her shoulders twitched as she spoke.
Tang Wei smiled, "How do you want to compensate?"
"Use the rest of your life to pay for it. From now on, all your time - no matter how long or short it is, will belong to me."
[Asking for a monthly ticket~~~]