Sang Wuyan would occasionally react three seconds slower than others, and if she was concentrating on something, she would often not hear what others were saying. To use Cheng Yin's words to describe her, she "didn't have enough brain power".
Su Nianqin reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face over, "What are you thinking about?"
"I think I can stay. The courses at school are basically over, and I can do my graduation thesis in City A as well." Now that Yu Xiaolu is married and does not live with him, and Xiao Qin is just a secretary, the housekeepers hired from outside are too restrained and are never as attentive as the people at home.
"You want to take care of me?" Su Nianqin asked.
Sang Wuyan knew that he had a strong sense of self-esteem and hated having others do things for him, let alone take care of him. But he didn't expect Su Nianqin to smile unexpectedly, "I'm happy to do that."
Sang Wuyan was startled and blushed a little, so he explained: "If the doctor hadn't told me to, I wouldn't bother to take care of you."
"I really have to thank my terminally ill eyes. I wonder if I would be treated better if I were completely blind?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Then Su Nianqin began to plan the future with her.
"We moved back to our old house."
"Why?"
"There's no need to use the elevator to go up and down there, so it saves trouble."
"Yeah. I also like the living room of the old house."
"Do you want to buy some new furniture and renovate it?"
"No need, it's good enough. But I have a condition." Sang Wuyan's eyes turned.
"Except for picking stars, any request is met."
"Am I that boring? Besides," Sang Wuyan began to feel that his old problem had come back, "If I really want the stars, you have to find a way. Isn't it always like that in the movies?"
"I read a story before where the hero promised to give his lover a star, and ended up buying a small meteorite to fulfill his promise." Sang Wuyan went on to describe many romantic stories about picking stars.
"Wu Yan..." Su Nianqin interrupted her. He decided to filter the plots of the movies she watched, otherwise he would not be able to live like this.
Yu Xiaolu couldn't help but smile as she watched the nagging couple in the rearview mirror. She had never seen Su Nianqin talk so much before. Suddenly, she thought of something important and said, "Nianqin, when do your brother-in-law and sister ask you to take Wuyan back home?"
Hearing Yu Xiaolu's words, Sang Wuyan subconsciously tightened his grip on Su Nianqin's hand.
He noticed her subtle movements, held her hand in his backhand, and said, "Let's talk about it later." But after all, she couldn't hide forever, and she still had to face these things.
At night, Su Nianqin was in the study room and vaguely heard Sang Wuyan talking on the phone, but he didn't take it seriously. He went out to drink water, just as Sang Wuyan finished the call. "Who is it?" He asked this question casually.
"Cheng Yin."
Su Nianqin was slightly startled, and after a moment she asked, "She is alone in City B, right?"
"Well, I asked her to come over, but she didn't want to." Sang Wuyan said frustratedly.
"Wu Yan, Cheng Yin is not here, do you feel lonely?"
"A little. And she always doesn't want to see you."
"Take me as your love rival?"
Sang Wuyan was happy.
Ever since Sang Wuyan said these words, Su Nianqin began to pay close attention. For several times in a row, the calls ended as soon as he appeared.
When Su Nianqin got off work, she suddenly said to Xiao Qin: "Please help me contact Dr. Jin again tomorrow." After all, Li Lulu is not enough to quench thirst.
After listening to Su Nianqin's lengthy narration, Dr. Jin asked, "Mr. Su, does she avoid anyone else besides you?"
"She didn't avoid me. On the contrary, she was very open with me. It was just a coincidence that Cheng Yin would disappear whenever I showed up. And she never mentioned a word to people who knew the truth about Cheng Yin."
"That is to say, she herself is not avoiding you, but the so-called 'Cheng Yin' is very afraid of you?"
Su Nianqin nodded, "I just started to pay attention to this situation recently. I don't know if it's a coincidence."
"I don't think so," said Dr. Jin, "so I hope you can spend more time with her. It's best if you are not there. The less time she spends with him, the better."
Before leaving, Su Nianqin asked, "Is it really okay for me not to bring her for treatment?"
"This is a double-edged sword. It will delay the recovery time, but the psychological damage and obstacles to her in the future can be minimized."
"How do you think we should choose between the two?"
"In fact, Mr. Su has already made up his mind, hasn't he?" Dr. Jin smiled knowingly.
"You are a good doctor." Su Nianqin thought for a moment and then said.
"Mr. Su, I hope you can still praise me in such a friendly manner when you receive the bill we remitted at the end of the month." Dr. Jin smiled.
In the afternoon, Su Nianqin called home and said that she had something to do for dinner and there was no need to wait for him.
"You are not allowed to drink." Sang Wuyan emphasized.
"How can I refuse sometimes?" Su Nianqin smiled bitterly.
"Anyway, I'll check when you come back," she threatened.
Su Nianqin came in and asked Aunt Xu, who was doing housework at home, to leave. Su Nianqin had instructed that she could only leave work after seeing his people, and she could not leave Sang Wuyan alone.
After hearing Aunt Xu's door closing, he pecked Sang Wuyan's lips gently. The first thing Sang Wuyan did when she saw him was to rush over and sniff.
"Why does it smell like cigarettes when there's no smell of alcohol?"
"I got it from someone else smoking."
"real?"
"You can check it out personally." As soon as the words fell, Su Nianqin's deep kiss took away Sang Wuyan's breath.
After kissing for a while, he let her go and asked with a raised eyebrow: "What was the result?"
"Not bad." Sang Wuyan nodded.
"Is there any food?"
"Yes, and today we have a dish that I learned to cook."
"Oh—" Su Nianqin nodded with a strange expression when he heard this.
Sang Wuyan was determined to take good care of Su Nianqin and change her bad habits one by one. For every movable object in the house, Sang Wuyan drew a circle on the base of the furniture with a watercolor pen and wrote in the circle: "his cup", "photo frame", "his radio", "soap box", "vase"...
Otherwise she would forget where it was originally after using it frequently.
The shoes in the entrance hall were also neatly arranged. Sometimes she would carry something heavy home and take off her shoes before going in. It would be a long time before she remembered and hurriedly came out to put the shoes in order.
All windows and cabinet doors were closed, and all hanging objects were removed.
I also learned how to cook.
Su Nianqin took a bite with chopsticks, and looked a little strange, "This is definitely not cooked by Auntie."
"Not tasty?" she asked.
“What about other dishes?”
"Only this sweet and sour meatball is my work." Sang Wuyan was complacent.
"Oh—" Su Nianqin breathed a sigh of relief, and the chopsticks no longer moved towards the plate.
After a while, Sang Wuyan saw the clue and put down his bowl and chopsticks angrily, "Su Nianqin, what do you mean? If you have the guts, cook it yourself!"
Sang Wuyan announced a strike.
Sang Wuyan kept her lips pouted and didn't say a word the whole night. Su Nianqin felt that she had finally gotten a night of peace, but she was afraid that she would be upset and feel uncomfortable.
"Wu Yan." He called her first to show his surrender.
Sang Wuyan ignored him.
"Wu Yan!" He had already surrendered and was ready to apologize, what else did she want
Sang Wuyan actually ignored his call and turned on the TV instead.
"Sang Wuyan!" Su Nianqin raised her voice.
She also turned up the volume of the TV.
Su Nianqin was really angry. She hurried over to turn off the TV and said angrily, "Sang Wuyan, did you hear me calling you?"
Sang Wuyan put down the remote control, jumped up, and shouted: "I'm not your pet! I have to run over to you as soon as you call my name!"
In order to avoid her height disadvantage, she stood on the sofa and glared at Su Nianqin, trying to make her words more powerful. Unexpectedly, Su Nianqin did not buy it and actually laughed first this time.
"How could I treat you as a pet?" He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You are."
"Okay. Be good and come here." Su Nianqin opened his arms.
Sang Wuyan hesitated for only a moment before sticking close to him.
"I called you just to apologize to you."
"You sound like you want to eat me." It was a completely Su Nianqin-style apology.
Su Nianqin smiled.
"From now on, we have three rules: you are not allowed to be mean to me, and you are not allowed to drink or smoke."
"Um."
"It's a foul, you have to be punished."
"What's the punishment?"
"What do you want the punishment to be?" Sang Wuyan couldn't think of anything for a moment.
"Punish me to keep silent for three days."
"Yeah." Sang Wuyan nodded, but after a while she felt something was wrong and quickly denied it, "No, no." If a man didn't speak for three days, she would be the one who suffered, but for him it would be a reward.
"Then I will be punished by doing exercise with you every night until..."
“Exercise?” Sang Wuyan was confused at first, but when she saw Su Nianqin’s evil smile, her face turned red, “I don’t agree!”
This time Sang Wuyan finally understood, "Su Nianqin, I don't think you have any intention of repenting at all."
Su Nianqin played with her hair with her fingers, smiled and changed the subject: "Wu Yan, you forgot to do one thing today."
"What's up?"
"Think about it carefully. This is what you have to do every day after meals," he reminded her.
"gargle?"
Su Nianqin shook her head.