Jiang Qiran's eyes darkened when his scars were revealed by his own father.
He looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes and smiled bitterly.
“Some things, even though we know they are a foregone conclusion, we still can’t help but fantasize about whether there are other possibilities.”
Jiang Xuecheng paused when he heard this.
He really didn't like Jiang Qiran's depressed look.
He would rather Jiang Qiran made him unhappy like he did when they were children, which would be much better than his current lifeless appearance.
…
Jiang Xuecheng glanced at the setting sun that was gradually setting outside the window, and his voice was indifferent.
"Since you want to force yourself to live in this shabby hospital, I won't force you. I will arrange for someone else to do your rehabilitation."
"Thanks."
Jiang Qiran paused, thought of Su Wan, and suddenly added another sentence.
"Well... I don't know what will happen to my mother. There are indeed too many germs in the hospital. Please help me persuade her. She doesn't need to come here every day."
Jiang Xuecheng listened to Jiang Qiran's words, narrowed his eyes, and a bit of displeasure appeared in his expression.
"You little brat, why haven't you been so considerate before? But your consideration now is really misplaced."
"Do you think Wanwan and I would abandon you just to have fun and eat?"
Jiang Qiran was stunned when he heard this.
"Isn't it? Didn't you just say you would hire a nurse for me?"
Since they were going to hire a few more caregivers for him, would Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan, who often abandoned their son to play outside, deliberately come to take care of him
…
Hearing the matter-of-fact words from the young man on the sickbed, Jiang Xuecheng finally showed a bit of depression on his face.
He finally understood what kind of irresponsible impression he had left in Jiang Qiran's mind for all these years.
Oh, maybe he is just so irresponsible.
But after listening to Jiang Qiran say it, I still felt very unhappy.
Jiang Xuecheng rubbed Jiang Qiran's messy hair.
Jiang Qiran shrank back, feeling uncomfortable.
Since childhood, he has actually been closer to Su Wan. Although he is in awe of his perfect but indifferent father, he is still relatively distant from him.
Jiang Xuecheng didn't feel any frustration this time.
He withdrew his hand generously.
"Don't worry. No matter how irresponsible Wanwan and I are, we will still come to see you every day during your illness."
Jiang Qiran felt very awkward.
"Need not."
Jiang Xuecheng glanced at him, with a tone that did not allow for negotiation.
"It's settled. Since you don't want to move to the mountaintop villa and let us take care of you, Wanwan will be worried too."
After moving out of Su Wan's house, Jiang Qiran really didn't refuse anymore.
In fact, the father and son have similar temperaments. They both hate others telling them how to arrange their lives, but sometimes they will make some compromises for Su Wan.
…
After the matter was settled, Jiang Xuecheng looked down at Jiang Qiran's pale face with a calm voice.
"If that girl named Ye Linlang didn't come to see you before you were discharged from the hospital, no matter what the reason was, I think she is not worthy of your love."
If you don’t even have the courage to give, how can you be worthy of his son’s love
…
Jiang Qiran didn't seem to expect that Jiang Xuecheng would be particularly concerned about his failed love life.
After all, Jiang Xuecheng really doesn't seem to be interested in such people.
Just hearing the three words "Ye Linlang", Jiang Qiran's eyes, as deep as a lake, revealed a hostility. Although there were no excessive expressions, it gave people an indescribable sense of paranoia.
His long eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of self-mockery in his voice.
"Dad, if you were me and Ye Linlang was your mother, wouldn't you want to wait for an answer?"
Even so, that answer may not come.
Even if that person doesn't come at all.
…
Seeing that Jiang Qiran insisted on comparing himself to Su Wan, Jiang Xuecheng's eyes finally became serious.
He walked slowly towards the window with a calm expression.
"Then I'll tell you, if it were me and your mother, we wouldn't have come to this."
Relationships require trust in themselves. If there is any misunderstanding, one party must take the first step to explain.
If both sides stop moving forward, they will only move further and further apart.
…
Won't it come to this? ...
Jiang Qiran looked stunned.
He looked up at the man next to him in a long black trench coat and finally nodded.
"Okay, I understand. I'll wait for her then."
Jiang Qiran still didn't believe that Ye Linlang would be so cruel. He had been staying in the hospital for half a month. Could it be that Ye Linlang really wouldn't come to see him
Jiang Qiran didn't believe it.
…
Seeing that his son was so stubborn, Jiang Xuecheng restrained his expression and stroked his head again.
"I hope next time you won't rush out the door without even cleaning up the glass on your feet."
The young man on the sickbed looked embarrassed for a rare moment.
"knew."
…
Seven or eight days passed and Jiang Qiran did not receive any text message from Ye Linlang.
He called, but the call was not connected.
Miaomiao couldn't get through on the phone, but she received a text message from Ye Linlang.
The information above is simple.
Once we break up, we break up. We won’t contact each other anymore, and then we’ll say things like “I’m sorry to disappoint Miaomiao” and so on.
…
When Jiang Qiran heard Jiang Miaomiao telling him these words with an anxious look on her face, he lay on the sickbed with a pale face, and blood was unknowingly scratched on the palms of his hands.
"That's what she said?"
"yes… "
Jiang Miaomiao nodded hesitantly. She didn't even dare to tell Jiang Qiran.
She even went to look for Ye Linlang once, just the day before yesterday, and broke into the gate of the community where they lived.
Because he didn't have the room card there, he was stopped in front of Ye Linlang's villa.
Then Jiang Miaomiao shouted Ye Linlang's name downstairs.
As a result, Ye Linlang really heard it.
Then I talked to her for a long time.
The conversation lasted about half an hour.
Jiang Miaomiao could see that Ye Linlang's face wasn't looking very good either, but her eyes were very stubborn.
Ye Linlang said to her: "I'm just tired. Being with someone like Qi Ran is too tiring."
Jiang Miaomiao also understood what Ye Linlang meant, but she just couldn't persuade her.
Perhaps it was because of past affection that she didn't even know which side to blame.
Jiang Miaomiao also sought help from Gu Yichen, but he just said that emotional matters cannot be forced and it would be better to part ways amicably.
…
Jiang Miaomiao left, hesitant to speak.
Jiang Qiran looked at his leg still in plaster, his eyes becoming darker and darker.
If he hadn't been unable to move due to his leg injury, he really would have wanted to go find that heartless woman right now.
He wanted to get an answer in person.
Just as Jiang Qiran clenched his hands, he suddenly saw the cell phone on the coffee table vibrate.
He frowned, then saw the caller's name displayed.
My mind went blank.
The above shows -
Gorgeous.
[Sorry, my computer crashed and swallowed up half of what I had written. QAQ. I am sorry for the trouble. I hope you can forgive me.]
(End of this chapter)