"Has Song Guoyao been controlled?"
"The secret key to the military factory has not been found yet, so it's too early to control him. This matter can only be left to Yu Zeyao to finish."
Xia Xingchen didn't say anything else because he was a little sleepy.
After being outside for so long and taking such a long flight back, it would be strange if I wasn't sleepy.
Xia Xingchen held her, lay on his chest, and fell asleep with him. This was the first time she slept so peacefully in these few nights.
… … … … …
The next day.
When Bai Yeqing and Xia Xingchen went to the hospital, Xia Xingchen stayed in the room with Chi Weiyang.
Bai Yeqingze and Fu Yichen were sitting in the hospital garden.
Bai Yeqing handed a cigarette to Fu Yichen, who took it, lit it, and took two puffs. His expression was somewhat desolate.
"I have heard everything Xingchen said about your affairs."
"..." Fu Yichen didn't respond.
Bai Yeqing asked again: "Has the murderer been caught? How is he doing now?"
"What else can he do?" Fu Yichen's eyes were filled with deep hatred when he mentioned that man. "He's just been in jail. He's already been there for many years, so he doesn't mind a few more years."
When he talked about this, his fingers were shaking. He looked at Bai Yeqing with red eyes, "You know what? I really want to kill him myself! When I saw my child, covered in bruises and no longer breathing, being carried out... the only thing I wanted to do was to tear him into pieces! He and I had no grudges against each other, but he destroyed my entire world again and again..."
"But, I know even more clearly that even if he died 100 times, he couldn't bring back my child... He couldn't bring back a sober Weiyang who had never experienced any pain... I am no longer the impulsive boy who didn't know anything..."
Fu Yichen murmured to himself, "If I kill him and get sentenced to jail, what will happen to Weiyang? I once promised her that I would never leave her again in this life."
Bai Yeqing didn't really understand what he heard. He hadn't explored Fu Yichen's past, but he could tell that it was probably related to the murderer. However, he didn't ask further, and didn't interrupt him, letting him continue talking. It was like he was venting his emotions.
After Fu Yichen finished smoking that cigarette, Bai Yeqing handed him another one, but he refused.
He actually quit smoking a long time ago since she got pregnant.
I don't plan to smoke again in the future.
"Do you plan to take good care of her at home in the future?" Bai Yeqing put away his cigarette and asked.
"Um."
"What if...she never wakes up?"
"I will wait. Even in the next life, I will wait." His tone was firm and resolute, without a trace of hesitation.
Bai Yeqing can understand this feeling.
When you truly love someone, time no longer matters. Just like my second uncle and Madam Lanting.
However, he hoped that Fu Yichen and Chi Weiyang's ending would not be like theirs, which ended up being a desolate regret.
He pressed Fu Yichen's shoulder, without much words of comfort. However, this small action was worth more than a thousand words.
… … … … … …
A few days later.
Bai Yeqing resigned in public.
At the press conference, the flashing film was blinding. Bai Yeqing and Yu Zeyao shook hands and handed over their work in public. Yu Zeyao's victory was the result of a popular vote. Although everyone was reluctant to let President Bai go, they were still full of hope for the new president.
The two presidents occupied all the headlines in the S country's news that week. Xia Xingchen often received loving gifts from Bai Yeqing's fans at home. There were pink letters from little girls and exquisite food from aunties. She was grateful. She felt more and more that living in such a small western-style building was a different kind of warmth.
That day, Xia Xingchen prepared food for the dinner at home, waiting for some people from the press conference to come.
Xia Dabai was very happy to know that he would have a barbecue at home today. He volunteered to prepare the barbecue rack outside early.
Shen Min was picking and washing vegetables with her and asked her, "How is Weiyang doing? Have you asked?"
"I called Dr. Fu early in the morning. She was discharged from the hospital yesterday. He's a doctor, so he knows how to take care of her. He said he would bring her here today."
"Can I take it out with me?" Shen Min was surprised.
"I also want her to adjust her mood. It's not good to stay at home every day. However, she can only stay inside when she comes, and can't go outside to get some fresh air."
Shen Min nodded, "It's good for them to come out and meet other people. It's good for both of them."
Xia Xingchen sighed and didn't say anything else.
After a while, Fu Yichen drove over with Chi Weiyang. Xia Xingchen put down what he was doing and went out to meet them.
Chi Weiyang was not like other vegetative people, who had no consciousness at all. She would go to bed on time and wake up in the early morning, but she could not speak and seemed unable to hear what others said. She seemed to be isolated from the world, opening her eyes and closing them was just a wooden inertia.
When Xia Xingchen went out, she saw Fu Yichen carrying her out of the car and putting her in a wheelchair.
"Are you cold?"
Fu Yichen squatted down and asked her. Even though she couldn't hear him at all, his tone was full of tenderness.
He took the blanket and covered her knees with it, then stroked her soft hair. "We're here."
He smiled at her.
However, her expression was wooden, and she did not respond at all. Her hands were gently placed on the armrests of the wheelchair.
Fu Yichen was not discouraged. He stood up and pushed her up the stairs.
"Come in quickly, there's no wind inside." Xia Xingchen opened the door and called him at the door.
Chi Weiyang is still in confinement and cannot be exposed to the wind.
Fu Yichen pushed the wheelchair in, and Xia Xingchen turned up the temperature in the room. Shen Min brought out some hot tea and handed it to Fu Yichen.
"Auntie." Fu Yichen greeted.
"Sit, don't stand."
Fu Yichen held the tea, smiled slightly, and sat down.
Xia Xingchen glanced at Chi Weiyang and called her tentatively, "Weiyang?"
Chi Weiyang still didn't move. Fu Yichen held her hand, rubbing his thumb slowly on the back of her hand, and said to Xia Xingchen: "I talk to her every day, but I don't know if she can hear me..."
"As long as people are alive, they have feelings." Shen Min spoke, with a tone full of comfort.
Xia Xingchen looked at the listless Chi Weiyang, feeling mixed emotions, and asked Fu Yichen, "Did you hire someone to take care of her?"
"No. I'm afraid others won't be careful enough."
Xia Xingchen nodded slightly. Fu Yichen loved her so much that he probably didn't want to let anyone else take care of her. He would rather suffer a little more himself.