"No, I'll call you later." She hung up the phone quickly, then sent a text message to Yu Xiaolu, asking her to ask Su Nianqin to get ready and perhaps bring someone to meet him.
As soon as she got home, the first thing Mother Sang did was to pack Sang Wuyan's luggage.
"Come back with me tomorrow."
"mom-"
"If you want to stay here because of that person, then I don't want you to stay even for a minute. Your father will naturally ask for leave for you at school, and you must come with me."
"You should at least meet him before you draw any conclusions, okay?"
"Our family doesn't acknowledge his relationship with you, so there's nothing to see."
"mom-"
"End it early, young people, before you do anything regrettable." Mother Sang hinted to her.
"We are sincere. Why do you object? Just because of his eyes?"
"Just? You think this is just? You are a little girl, you don't know the ups and downs of life without experiencing oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Mommy didn't deny the love you believe in, but the reality is not what you imagine. You have been raised in the honey of your family since you were a child. You cry when you want to cry and make trouble when you want to make trouble. Your father dotes on you to the point that he is afraid of dropping you if he holds you in his palm and afraid of melting you if he holds you in his mouth. You can't even stand Wei Hao dating someone else, and you want to make trouble. How can you tell right from wrong? What have you been through? What can you go through?"
"I will learn. I will learn how to cook, how to make money, and how to take care of me and him. Besides, Su Nianqin doesn't need my care at all."
"Your father and I raised you to this age. We didn't want you to spend most of your life taking care of a man like this. What's more, he is an orphan."
"No, no, he has relatives around him, he is not an orphan." Sang Wuyan said, "Mom... you should meet Nian Qin, he is an outstanding man, and he loves me very much."
"Mom has told you before that love is not just an impulse, it also includes a sense of security and responsibility. For a disabled person with unknown origins like this, he didn't even tell you who was in his family. How can that be called love?"
"I can call him right away. If you're just worried about this, I can ask right away." Sang Wuyan burst into tears.
"No, I don't need to. I don't need to know what kind of family he has. I don't want to know. If his family is rich and powerful, we will never marry into such a family. If he is poor and destitute, I will only despise him even more!"
"But mom, it's me who wants to be with him, not you!"
"Wu Yan!" Mother Sang was angry. "How can you talk to your elders like that?"
After the intense discussion, both of them seemed to be suddenly tired and fell silent.
At this moment, Sang Wuyan's phone rang again. Even though it was set to vibrate, it still made an intense humming sound in her backpack.
She was unable to face Su Nianqin, unable to face their love.
That night, Mother Sang didn't say another word.
Cheng Yin seemed to have a premonition and did not come back.
So Sang Wuyan left the bed to his mother and slept alone in Cheng Yin's room.
Late at night, she went to the bathroom and heard her mother turning over in the small bed in the room.
"Mom, are you still awake?" she asked quietly, opening the door.
Her mother lay on her side facing the wall and ignored her.
Sang Wuyan got on the bed and said to his mother's back: "Mom, I'm grown up now. Can you let me find happiness on my own? I will be strong if I encounter setbacks. Even if I am knocked down, I still have my mother who loves me very much." As he spoke, he gently hugged his mother from behind.
“I want to choose my own life,” she said.
Mother Sang still didn't answer her, but just closed her eyes and cried.
The next morning, before leaving, Sang's mother said, "Wu Yan, I don't care about you anymore. You can do whatever you want. Anyway, no matter what I say, you won't listen. But you have to remember that you chose your own path. You can't regret it in this life. If anything happens in the future, you can't blame others."
He must have been very hurt by his mother's heart, so he left such a speech. Every word echoed in Sang Wuyan's ears, and it even disturbed her mood more than the tit-for-tat yesterday.
She suddenly felt a little scared.
"Did I hurt their feelings?" Sang Wuyan asked Cheng Yin.
"If you and Su Nianqin are unhappy because of this, they will be even more sad." Cheng Yin replied.
That day, she took leave from the radio station for personal reasons for the first time and eagerly took a taxi to Su Nianqin's home.
Yu Xiaolu and he were not there.
Sang Wuyan kicked off his shoes and walked barefoot on the floor.
The grand piano that Su Nianqin often used was uncovered under the floor-to-ceiling window. She walked over and poked out a few boring single notes with her fingers. She had been known as tone-deaf since childhood, so she felt bored in less than three minutes. Then she slipped into Su Nianqin's room and got into the quilt with her clothes on.
There was the scent of Su Nianqin in it, and that smell made her feel at ease.
Su Nianqin, why haven't you come back yet? I'm so hungry... This was the last thought in Sang Wuyan's mind before he closed his eyes in a daze.
What woke her up was the sound of the door unlocking.
Yu Xiaolu and Su Nianqin came back together.
Then came the sound of Yu Xiaolu changing into slippers and going up the stairs, but she stopped halfway.
"Nianqin, you shouldn't be so stubborn towards your father." Yu Xiaolu said.
"Father?" Su Nianqin sneered, "I never thought he had fulfilled his responsibilities as a father." After saying that, Su Nianqin went back to his room.
The light in the bedroom was off, and Sang Wuyan hid behind the door, ready to jump out and scare him.
Just as he was about to rush out, he heard Su Nianqin ask, "Wu Yan? Are you there?"
She was immediately disappointed, said "oh", and then gave in obediently.
"How did you know I was coming?"
"Who told you to kick your shoes at the door every time you come, causing me to almost fall." Su Nianqin's expression softened as soon as she spoke to her.
Sang Wuyan smiled apologetically.
"Who did you want me to meet yesterday?"
Sang Wuyan's expression paused for a moment, and she said with a twinkling look in her eyes: "It's Cheng Yin, she wants you to meet her." Seeing Su Nianqin's face, she suddenly decided not to tell him anything, and she would handle the family affairs by herself so as not to let him worry.
"Why are you so secretive?" Su Nianqin was a little suspicious.
"Because I want to move in with you."
"How did you figure it out again?" Su Nianqin couldn't hide her joy and rubbed Sang Wuyan's messy short hair after sleeping.
“Since I’ve found a long-term meal ticket, why don’t I come here earlier and eat and live for free to save money?” Sang Wuyan gave Su Nianqin a big hug.
Mom, I will definitely work hard to find happiness, Sang Wuyan thought with his eyes closed.
"This is not a free inn." Su Nianqin smiled.
"Wrong. Not only is the food and lodging all-inclusive, but it also comes with a top male sex partner."
"Why should I be ranked third? I should have exclusive access to the best male celebrity, with free food and drinks."
"Lady Su, who told you not to keep your chastity? You let me, Master Sang, do whatever I want as soon as you get here." Sang Wuyan laughed so hard that he fell down.
What interrupted their laughter was Sang Wuyan's stomach, which was playing the empty city plan.
"It's not convenient to trouble Xiaolu so late at night."
"You can't cook?"
"Do you think I look like a man who needs to cook?" Su Nianqin raised her eyebrows. "And as a woman, I should be the one asking this question. You can't cook?"
Sang Wuyan lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice unconvinced, "I'm not a cook."
"However, I have heard of an idiom." Sang Wuyan bit her lip and chuckled.
"What?" Su Nianqin asked.
"What a beauty." As he said this, he stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of Su Nianqin's lips. She was the kind of person who could be easily diverted.
I thought Su Nianqin would respond, but he changed his usual behavior and resisted with a serious face: "You will have a stomachache if you are hungry." Then he pulled Sang Wuyan out.
He also began to get used to taking care of people.
The surrounding area was full of residential areas and lakes. Turning around this street, there were only bars and no small shops selling food. The two walked together for a long distance. At this time, Sang Wuyan realized that she and Su Nianqin still needed time to get used to each other.
For example, she liked to talk while walking, but Su Nianqin was always silent. Because it was very difficult for him to keep up with the speed of normal people, so even with a cane and Sang Wuyan leading the way, he needed to spend all his energy and could not be distracted at all.
She liked them to walk hand in hand, side by side, while Su Nianqin was more comfortable with walking half a step apart.
The young women around would look back at Su Nianqin in amazement, but after discovering his disability, they would show an expression of pity and then whisper and point at him with their companions.
She didn't like their looks, whether they were of surprise or pity.
"Wu Yan?" Su Nianqin noticed something was wrong and stopped to ask. Her body just blocked the street light, hiding Sang Wu Yan in the shadow.
Sang Wuyan took advantage of the dim night to kiss the corner of his face, "From now on, I have to put a label on it: Su Nianqin is Sang Wuyan's personal property."
When we found a roadside stall selling wontons, the owner turned on the radio, and the station was playing a song written by Su Nianqin.
"Can you teach me piano?" Sang Wuyan said.
"Is it also necessary for someone who hums out of tune and can't read music to learn piano?"
"As long as you are persistent, I can learn it."
"You are learning piano, why do you want me to have perseverance?"
"I definitely don't have perseverance, so I have to rely on you, the tyrant." She is quite self-aware.
"You ask me for something, yet you call me a tyrant?" Su Nianqin raised her eyebrows.
The wontons were served and Sang Wuyan took a sip of the hot noodle soup.
"I seem to be very happy," she said.
When she was eating the second bowl, she suddenly remembered something.
"How did you find me on the sofa that time?"
"Which time?" Su Nianqin asked knowingly.
“That’s it…that’s it…I secretly…” Sang Wuyan was a little embarrassed.
"You smell like me. You use my bed, wear my pajamas, use my body wash, and you can only smell like me. A blind man has a very good nose."
"Then if I go to find another man in the future, I will have to change clothes and take a shower before coming back." Sang Wuyan teased him deliberately.
"You dare!" Su Nianqin immediately refuted.
"I just came to play." Seeing his intense reaction, she felt sad.
"Wu Yan, if you dare to leave me first, I will hate you." Su Nianqin suddenly said this in the dark night on the way back.
"If you dare to leave me, I will hate you to death." Sang Wuyan did not forget to add a time limit after arguing, "I will definitely hate you for the rest of my life."
Su Nianqin smiled, neither annoyed nor saying anything else.
He always felt uneasy, thinking that she would leave him because of his blindness.
Ever since the Qingfeng incident, Sang Wuyan tried to avoid Nie Xi as much as possible. One day at noon while eating in the cafeteria, Nie Xi suddenly sat down in front of Sang Wuyan.
"There are a lot of people eating with you at noon." Nie Xi said.
Sang Wuyan watched her sit down, watched her pick up the food and put it into her mouth, watched her suddenly come to chat with him, and greeted her blankly, "Sister Xi."
"Eat two more servings of meat?" Nie Xi glanced at the food on Sang Wuyan's plate. "I really envy you girls. You never gain weight no matter how much you eat." As he spoke, his expression returned to the amiable Nie Xi that Sang Wuyan remembered in the past.
Sang Wuyan was somewhat surprised by Nie Xi's two huge changes.
She had never told Su Nianqin about Nie Xi, but this time she couldn't help but tell her.
Su Nianqin said: "Nie Xi? I know him."
"Of course you know him. He interviewed you last time."
"No, she is... a classmate of Xiaolu's sister. She has a good relationship with Xiaolu." Su Nianqin replied.
After spending time together day and night, Sang Wuyan discovered that Su Nianqin had almost no bad habits, which made Sang Wuyan feel extremely oppressed.
“You should take it on a traveling exhibit.”
"Um?"
“A model of successful quality education for mankind.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Wuyan, who was sitting in front of the piano, was hit hard by Su Nianqin, "Don't be absent-minded, this place is very important!"
“How long does it usually take to learn to play the Chopstick Dance?”
"Individual talents vary. Some may take three years while others may take only a few days."
"And me?"
"have no idea."
Sang Wuyan said frustratedly: "Then I won't learn it anymore."
Su Nianqin raised her eyebrows and said, "I've been tormented by you for two days, just waiting for you to say this."
"Is it so painful for you to teach?" Sang Wuyan became even more frustrated.
"No, no, it's not as painful as it is for you, Miss Sang." Su Nianqin said modestly.
Sang Wuyan's energy is stagnant.
"Why did you learn to play the piano before?" Sang Wuyan thought about how difficult it would be if he had poor eyesight and couldn't see the music score.
"My mother believes that if a blind person has some unique skills, he or she will still have some dignity even if he or she ends up begging on the street."
Hearing what he said, Sang Wuyan's heart began to ache. Su Nianqin didn't mention a word, and she didn't ask about Su Nianqin's childhood, because she was afraid that would make her heart ache even more.
"Could it really be the meaning of 'Nian Qin'?" Was Cheng Yin's guess correct
"No. You said it very accurately before, Nianqing. My mother is also from the South, and she chose this name because of the homophony."
"Where's your mom?"
"She's dead," he said.
The conversation came to an abrupt end after Su Nianqin uttered these three words expressionlessly.
That night, Su Nianqin suddenly asked, "Wu Yan, what do you look like?"
Sang Wuyan blinked and said mischievously, "She is so beautiful that she can topple a whole country."
Su Nianqin smiled helplessly.
Sang Wuyan chuckled at her own words, "Anyway, if you think so in your heart, I must be the most beautiful in the world."
“I’m not the most beautiful, but I’m the cutest. Even if I’m not cute, I’m still my baby.”
Sang Wuyan grabbed his hands and put them on his face.
"These are my eyebrows. They're a little messy. I don't really take care of them," she instructed him.
"This is an eye, with sparse eyelashes. The eye sheds tears easily, but the eyesight is very good."
"The nose is a little small."
Su Nianqin no longer needed her explanation and continued to explore.
Slowly, not leaving out every inch of skin on her face.
Once he touches it, it becomes hot.
Continue down.
"Hey—" Sang Wuyan protested.
"I want to give it a thorough inspection to see if there are any defects that would require a return."
"No way of returning the goods." Sang Wuyan yelled.
"Shh—" Su Nianqin signaled her to be quiet.
Then he unbuttoned her pajamas one by one.
"Why do you always like to wear clothes with so many buttons?" Su Nianqin's voice was hoarse, and her fingers trembled a little as she tried hard to control her emotions.
"Here are your pajamas."
With her clothes open, Su Nianqin's kisses fell densely.
"I want to do something bad." Su Nianqin said.
"Aren't you already doing it?"
He is indeed a difficult man to get along with, and sometimes he is even stubborn and childish. That kind of personality is definitely not something that ordinary people can tolerate. But when he is in a good mood, he can pamper Sang Wuyan to the sky. He is not a person who needs Sang Wuyan to sacrifice everything to take care of him. Although Su Nianqin does not cook, he likes to do other things himself.