In the living room, Su Nianqin was sitting alone on the sofa, feeling depressed.
He went to the hospital for the second time during the day. Last time, Yu Weilan was also there. Today, without telling anyone, in the hospital office, Dr. Xu said to him: "If we can't find a matching liver, your father will not survive this winter."
From the hospital to home, Dr. Xu's voice kept echoing in his mind, as if it was reminding him that all love and hatred would suddenly become weak in the face of death.
Thinking of this, Su Nianqin took a deep breath.
This man was so cruel that he even believed that he was an orphan without a father or a mother before he was seven years old.
Until his mother found him in tears.
The mother only said: "You were separated from us when you were very young, and I have been looking for you for many years."
After understanding the fickleness of human nature, he realized that the man had abandoned him on purpose.
The mother explained in embarrassment: "At that time, your father had a hard time raising the family, and the family conditions were too poor to raise you."
Su Nianqin sneered.
He knew that a blind man was not worthy of being his, Su Huaishan's, son.
If it weren't for the fact that Su Huaishan only had his bloodline in the end, this man probably wouldn't even look at him.
But now, he is dying.
He hasn't hated this so-called father enough yet, why is he going to die
Su Nianqin didn't turn on the light, and stayed in the darkness for a long time.
It was late at night, but Wu Yan had not returned yet. She seldom came home late except when she had to work overtime for a special interview at the radio station.
The two things intertwined together, making him feel confused.
Although Su Nianqin tried her best to maintain an upright sitting posture, she had never felt so uneasy before.
Yu Xiaolu said Wu Yan seemed to know something.
He couldn't find the right time to tell Wu Yan, or even could say that he didn't dare to tell Wu Yan.
How to tell her
"Actually, I've been hiding something from you." Or, "My family wasn't well off at the time, and they threw me away because they thought I was a burden and a disgrace because I was blind." Or, "After my mother died, my father remarried three times. His current wife is a friend who is about my age."
His eye disability has already made him feel inferior enough in front of Wu Yan.
That day, Yu Xiaolu went to the airport to pick up a friend and happened to meet Sang Wuyan. She had greeted Wuyan from a distance, but she was absent-minded and didn't pay any attention to him. Then the visitor hurriedly took a taxi and left.
"She is a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties. She looks similar to her. Could she be Wu Yan's mother?" Yu Xiaolu reported to Su Nianqin.
So he couldn't wait to dial Wu Yan's number.
The other end said in an unusually cold tone: "I'll call you back later."
Then he waited for two hours and could do nothing.
He finally made up his mind and called her, but no one answered.
Later, Xiaolu said that Wuyan had to prepare to meet someone, and then added: "Could it really be her mother who asked to see you this afternoon?"
Hearing this, he seemed to feel a little happy.
But Wu Yan didn't say a word about it later. I finally couldn't help asking her, but she said, "It was Cheng Yin." She was evasive.
Maybe she herself didn't realize that whenever she lied, she would deliberately act like a spoiled brat in front of him to cover it up. At that time, his heart felt a little empty.
At this time, Su Nianqin heard Wu Yan taking out the key outside the door. He stood up suddenly, but felt something was wrong and sat down quickly.
As soon as she opened the door and was pulling out the key, Su Nianqin couldn't wait to ask, "Where have you been?"
Sang Wuyan was startled, "I saw Cheng Yin."
"Why did you ask Xiaolu about me?" He said the second sentence, his face becoming even more angry.
For the first time, Su Nianqin realized that he was the one who would complain first. He just didn't know whether those evil people were as guilty as he was.
Sang Wuyan did not respond to him abnormally and remained silent.
"I didn't tell you because I have my reasons. If you want to know, why don't you just ask me?" He was afraid that Wu Yan would ask him, so he had to pretend to be indifferent and deliberately get angry.
"I..." She suddenly felt very wronged.
She stood at the door, at a loss for words. Somehow, all her usual sharp tongue, boldness and eccentricity were gone. She just took a few steps, gently put down her bag, and sank into the sofa opposite Su Nianqin.
Su Nianqin realized something was wrong, stood up, and called her in a stiff tone. She ignored him.
"Wu Yan." He began to worry, walked towards her, and then stopped.
I'm sorry, I'm a selfish man. Su Nianqin apologized in her heart, but when she said it out loud, it turned into: "I won't allow you to come home so late in the future."
Sang Wuyan still ignored him and said nothing.
Su Nianqin stood half a meter away, at a loss. Not knowing whether she was crying or not, Su Nianqin did not dare to reach out and touch her face, or even think about it. But the less she thought about it, the more her heart ached.
He paused and said, "If you are curious, I will take you back to the Su family tomorrow." This sentence almost exhausted all his courage.
But Wu Yan suddenly looked up and said, "No!"
Su Nianqin asked: "Why?"
This question was not a big deal, but it angered Sang Wuyan, who had been silent just now. She jumped up and asked, "Why? You ask me why?"
"Su Nianqin, who am I to you? Why do you care where I go? Why do you want me to go to your house?"
"Who do you say you are to me?" Su Nianqin was angry.
"A bedmate who has no right to know you!" Sang Wuyan refused to give in. "You said you grew up in an orphanage, so I foolishly thought you were an orphan. I felt sorry for you and you were watching the show from the sidelines, right? It's very interesting, isn't it? You think you have money, but you pretend not to let me know, it's funny, isn't it? What filthy money, what Su family, I don't care!"
Su Nianqin took a breath, stood up, and said coldly: "If you don't want to go, then forget it."
"Su Nianqin!" Sang Wuyan became even angrier, "Can you please not be so overbearing?"
"You are the one who asked others, and you are also the one who didn't go. How can you still accuse me of being overbearing?" Su Nianqin turned his back to her, and his tone returned to the sarcastic tone that he often used to speak.
"You!" Sang Wuyan couldn't argue with him, so he stomped his feet in anger and slammed the door and walked out.
Why does Su Nianqin act like this
She was already distressed enough. It was obviously Su Nianqin's fault, but he didn't explain or comfort her, and he was still angry at her. She wasn't really angry with him, she just felt a little uncomfortable. Why didn't he tell her this? That's why she was a little bit angry with him, just hoping that he would coax her gently, or even say something soft. But why was he always like that
When Sang Wuyan thought of this, he wanted to raise his arms and roar again.
"Su Nianqin, you idiot! Idiot!"
He never considers other people's feelings when speaking and acts like he is the best in the world.
When doing things, he never asks for other people's opinions, and never uses phrases like "OK", "OK", or "What do you think?" He simply gives instructions directly and does not allow for changes.
She was so hasty that she forgot to bring her handbag, which contained her wallet and keys. She couldn't go back in such a shameful way after escaping, so she had to walk for more than an hour to get back to Cheng Yin.
She fumbled for the key from under the door-mat.
"Were you driven out by Young Master Su?" Cheng Yin asked.
"Cheng Yin, don't make fun of me." Sang Wuyan lay on the sofa with his arms and legs spread out, like a defeated kitten.
"Remember what I told you before, if you decide to love someone, you have to love them till the end, otherwise both of you will get hurt."
"He was the one who hurt me first."
"What did he do to you?"
"I haven't even argued with him yet, but he's already questioning me in such a bad tone."
"From what I know, he has always had this problem, and you didn't mind it too much before."
"I… "
"That's because you used to look at it from the perspective of a strong person. You felt that you had an advantage over his disability, so you didn't mind. But now Su Nianqin has suddenly transformed from an orphan into a rich young master, and you feel inferior. Inferiority makes people sensitive, and that's what you often say."
"Is that so?"
"Why not? He might call you soon."
"My cell phone is also in my handbag." Sang Wuyan sighed.
"That's great, I'll have some peace and quiet." Cheng Yin blew a puff on her bangs, "It's a good opportunity to punish Su Nianqin for daring to lose his temper with our Sang family's eldest daughter, and make him worry enough tonight. How about we both pray to the Buddha together and curse him to be unable to eat or sleep, to choke to death when eating, to choke to death when drinking water, and to drown when taking a bath?"
"He will really be worried." Sang Wuyan felt a little soft-hearted when he heard Cheng Yin say that.
"Then you contact him yourself." Cheng Yin said as she was about to throw the phone to her.
"No! I'm not angry yet." Sang Wuyan quickly hid his head under the pillow.
But her temper was ultimately not as bad as Su Nianqin's.
That night, Su Nianqin was about to chase out the door, but just as she reached the entrance, she tripped and fell to the ground in a hurry, and broke the vase on the shoe cabinet with a loud bang.
The glass shattered to the ground, water spilled everywhere, and his arm was cut by the impact.
Yu Xiaolu ran down to help him upon hearing the noise, but this caused Su Nianqin to get angry, "Don't worry about me!"
He went back through the entrance, opened the piano, and suddenly and violently began to play the Radetzky March, completely disregarding the fact that it was one or two o'clock in the morning.
The neighbors turned on their lights one after another because of his noise.
If Yu Xiaolu and the property security guard had not apologized one by one, I'm afraid everyone would have called the police.
After the situation calmed down, Yu Xiaolu stared at Su Nianqin's back in front of the piano and said, "Actually, I envy Miss Sang."
"Nianqin, you, my sister and I grew up together. You have always been so proud and cold to everyone. I always thought that was your nature. But after seeing Miss Sang, I realized that it was not true. She can make you angry, happy, and frustrated. She can overturn your mood with just a frown or a smile. I even..." Yu Xiaolu touched her forehead and smiled helplessly, "I even envy her for being able to make you so angry."
Su Nianqin paused and said calmly, "I'm tired."
"Don't we need to go out and look for her?"
"Need not."
He went back to his room and closed the door.
Su Nianqin was a typical stubborn person. He stood there for less than half a minute after closing the door before pulling out his phone. When he answered the call, he heard the ringing sound echoing in the living room. He followed the ringing sound and found Sang Wuyan's bag. His phone, keys, wallet... were all inside.
Su Nianqin's face suddenly changed.
"Nianqin, what's wrong?" Yu Xiaolu heard the phone ringing upstairs.
"I must go find her."
The Volvo drove out of the community.
"Are you sure she can walk to Cheng Yin even though the distance is so far?" Yu Xiaolu turned the steering wheel while looking at the sidewalks on both sides.
Su Nianqin said nothing. She rested her chin on her elbows on the car window, and quickly searched in her mind for where Sang Wuyan could have gone.
Yu Xiaolu glanced at him and said, "Nianqin, don't worry. The security in this area is not bad."
"I didn't take good care of her." Su Nianqin said after a while.
"You said that no one in this world needs to be taken care of."
“Nothing is different.”
"Then she didn't take good care of you. If she knew you would be so anxious, she shouldn't have been so willful. It's already early morning." Yu Xiaolu looked at the watch.
"Xiao Lu," Su Nianqin turned around and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I can get off the car and look for her by myself."
"Nianqin, you know clearly that this is not what I meant." Yu Xiaolu sighed.
The car stopped at the red light at the intersection.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Su Nianqin put down his arms and turned to ask.
"That person's back looks like Miss Sang."
The girl was crossing the road, looking tired. She turned to the side and it was indeed Sang Wuyan.
"It's her." As the light turned red, Yu Xiaolu pulled the brake.
"Don't call her." Su Nianqin said suddenly, "Just follow her from behind."
So, Sang Wuyan was in front and the car was behind, keeping a distance of about 100 meters between them. The car was in low gear and it took 20 minutes to follow Sang Wuyan back to her previous residence. Then he watched her go upstairs.
"The lights are on." said Yu Xiaolu.
Su Nianqin was taking a shower when he realized that the wound on his arm was aching. The vase was originally on the piano stand, but someone had put it on the shoe cabinet without telling him. He thought, who else could it be other than Sang Wuyan? It was her nature to put things randomly.
She was unwilling to go back with him. Su Nianqin was depressed. Everything was just as he expected.
He is not worthy of her.
Su Nianqin was awakened by the ringing of the phone in the morning and fumbled for a long time before answering it.
"Wu Yan, I remember you were defending your thesis today..."
When Su Nianqin heard the voice on the other end of the phone, she suddenly sat up from under the quilt.
"No?" asked Mother Sang.
“No... Auntie... It’s..." For the first time in her life, Su Nianqin felt like she was stuttering.
When Mother Sang heard the man's voice, she was also startled.
"Mr. Su?" Mother Sang sorted out her thoughts.
"It's me. Aunt." He tried his best to answer in a tone that didn't sound like he had just woken up from a dream.
"Sorry to bother you. Where's Wu Yan?"
"She left her phone with me yesterday. She's probably at school now." Su Nianqin emphasized the word "yesterday" to cover up for Sang Wuyan.
"Oh." Mother Sang seemed to be greatly relieved.
"Mr. Su."
"Aunt, please go ahead." Mother Sang was exceptionally polite, which made Su Nianqin feel that her future was not going to be good.
"You know, because of some of your reasons, Wu Yan's father and I don't approve of your relationship. I don't know if you understand the feelings of parents. I went to City A personally about this, and Wu Yan and I had a big fight. Although she has been spoiled by us, she has never spoken to me like this. She is my daughter, and she is stubborn about being with you, even at the cost of breaking up with me. Now we can't do anything about her, so we have to let her be."
Su Nianqin's expression gradually became cold. He actually knew nothing about these things.
"Wu Yan is my only child, a piece of flesh and blood from my body. Her father and I have worked hard for most of our lives just so that she would not suffer or be tired, and would find a healthy and suitable person to live an ordinary life with." Mother Sang emphasized the word "healthy".
"Mr. Su?"
"You talk, I listen."
"She has never suffered any setbacks since she was a child. She is more willful and childish than her peers, and she knows nothing about dealing with people and the ways of the world. I know this best. So, I think you are not the person we can trust her to for the rest of her life. Maybe what I said hurts you. Please experience the feeling I had that day when I was hurt by the daughter I raised with so much difficulty."
"I see."
"Just because I'm not obstructing her doesn't mean I agree with you. It's just that the time is not right. Please understand."
After Mother Sang hung up the phone, Su Nianqin sat there in silence for a long time.
In Sang Wuyan's world, the biggest worries are that the summer is too hot, the winter is too cold, and her mother is too nagging. To put it more idealistically, the world is not peaceful enough.
But this was only until Su Nianqin came into her sight.
Cheng Yin's words were convincing, except for one thing: she said Su Nianqin would be worried, but now three days have passed and this man still has no intention of repenting and has not appeared in front of her in any form.
Sang Wuyan was very angry.
She went to the office and suddenly saw Wu Wei holding a copy of "Border Town".
Ye Li teased, "Oh my god, Wu Wei, you are so literary, you actually read famous books."
Wu Wei shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at what kind of society this is. People who read Playboy are admired, while people who read literary classics are despised."
Ye Li poked Sang Wuyan, "Look how arrogant he is. Sang Wuyan, come on." She knew that only Sang Wuyan could deal with him.
But Sang Wuyan didn't expect Wu Wei to flatter her: "Brother Wu, can you lend me your book for a few days?"
"What are you doing?" Wu Wei covered his beloved book nervously.
"Let me see."
Actually, she wasn't reading. She suddenly remembered that the last time Su Nianqin went to order the Braille version of this book, it was out of stock. There were very few types of Braille books. She thought she would help him read it once and then record it.
Recording something is a very simple thing in a place like this, especially with Wu Wei's help.
But the book is too long.
Wu Wei asked, "Are you going to volunteer somewhere? For the blind?"
This sentence reminded Sang Wuyan that it turned out that recording could be used by many people. So, this strengthened her determination and she even found some children's books. This matter almost consumed all her free time and even reduced her resentment and longing for Su Nianqin.