Chapter Seventy-Seven: Imperative
She hadn't come to see her father for a long time, and she had come to the cemetery in the most modest clothes.
Wang Yuyang in the photo is young and handsome.
She remembered that when she was a child, her father doted on her and spoiled her like a princess. Always very gentle with her, no matter what happens, it makes her feel like she has a broad shoulder to lean on.
She sat on the stone steps, put down the chrysanthemum in her hand, and stroked the tomb plaque: "Dad, I'm coming to see you." I'm usually so busy, I didn't come to see you. ”
"I know it's an excuse to be busy! ”
"Dad, can you see him in heaven? What do you think of him? Is he as good as Aunt Hua?"
"Dad, in my eyes, you love your mother very much! You will help your mother with housework at home, you will care for her, you will love her. But why, Mom told me, you don't love her?"
"Dad, tell me, what should I do?"
A cold wind blew, causing the cypress trees in the cemetery to sway gently, and she gathered her coat: "Dad, he is the son of the woman you love the most, will you agree?"
"But what about Mommy?
There was silence, no answer, only her voice floating in the air.
She sighed deeply: "Back then, you chose your mother, right?"
"I see!"
"Then I should choose my mother like my father, right?"
When she said this, she had no tears to shed! She just stared blankly at Wang Yuyang's photo.
She walked into the cemetery management office and asked softly, "I would like to ask, how can I find out where a friend's grave is?"
Her car was parked lonely in the parking lot, she looked at it for a long time, and called Xia Ziqing: "Can you do me a favor?"
Xia Ziqing was very surprised when she heard her voice: "I didn't expect that Wang Xueyan would ask me for help!"
She was a little embarrassed: "I suddenly didn't know who to ask for help, so I thought of you." ”
Xia Ziqing laughed on the phone: "It seems that I am the last choice?"
She let him sneer: "Whatever you say, do you help or not?"
"Of course!" Xia Ziqing pulled over and looked serious.
Wang Xueyan said: "Can you help me check Li Mingze's death certificate?"
Xia Ziqing asked suspiciously: "Isn't it faster for you to find Li Xuanwen for this kind of thing?"
Wang Xueyan was silent and didn't speak, and Xia Ziqing said repeatedly: "Hey, hey?"
Her voice was distant: "I'm here!"
Xia Ziqing asked, "What do you want to do?"
She didn't shy away from it: "You're so smart, you should know what I want to do." ”
He returned to his old state: "What? Are you worried that your boyfriend is Li Mingze? Isn't it better, the old love is endless, and you can make a movie." ”
Wang Xueyan said coldly: "If you don't want to, forget it." I can go myself, but it will take a little time. ”
Xia Ziqing promised: "I didn't say I didn't want to, I'll check it out for you." It just so happens that there is a customer who is in the government department. ”
"Can you hurry up?" Wang Xueyan said hesitantly.
Xia Ziqing said with a smile: "I used to think that you were the most calm person, but it turns out that when you encounter Li Mingze's matter, you will become so anxious. ”
Wang Xueyan ignored him, hung up the phone and drove to the hospital.
She didn't want to see Shen Xinhui from the bottom of her heart, but she was in the hospital. She is like a principal, arranging for the caregiver to do this and that. I will massage Song Yizhen's hands for a while, and I will take Song Yizhen for a walk.
Wang Xueyan looked at all this coldly like an outsider.
Because she had already made the final negotiations with her daughter, Song Yizhen was not so aggressive, but sympathetic to her daughter.
She called her daughter: "Let's go down and take a walk together!" By the way, tell Chen Chen not to deliver food, your Aunt Shen will arrange it." ”
Wang Xueyan responded: "I'll talk to Chen Chen, Mom, it's okay for you to go for a walk." I'll take a break, I didn't sleep well last night. ”
She was extremely tired, both physically and mentally. Sitting on the sofa, it didn't take long for fatigue to come up.
In a daze, she felt someone sitting down next to her, and when she opened her eyes, she was actually smelling a painting.
The originally constricted heart suddenly relaxed, and she smiled lazily: "Didn't you say that you won't come to the hospital first?"
Wen Yihua also smiled: "Hehe, I arranged a little spy, I know your mother is not here now." As he spoke, he took her into his arms: "I miss you, I miss you!"
She leaned uneasily on his chest: "It's not good for my mother to see it in a while!"
"They just went down for a walk, why do they have to go up for a while! You didn't sleep well last night, so you should sleep well. I'll wake you up in a moment, don't worry!"
Wen Yihua's voice was gentle and considerate and magnetic, making the corners of her mouth rise uncontrollably, and she called softly: "Yihua!"
Hearing her soft call, Li Xuanwen, who was approaching her gently, stopped.
He walked into the room and saw her asleep on the couch with a happy smile on her face.
He couldn't help but look at her closer, but he heard her dreams.
Did they love each other so deeply? He understood the pressure she was under now, and under such pressure, she could still call Wen Yihua's name so happily.
There was a hint of cruelty on his cold face, Wang Xueyan, if you know that Wen Yihua is the Li Mingze you have been thinking about for ten years, and he has long forgotten about you, can you still be so happy?
He walked to the window, turned around, and looked at Wang Xueyan, who was still sleeping.
He wondered, maybe she should let her know this secret, when should she let her know, should Wen Yihua also know?
In this way, can they go on between them? But will it backfire?
Wang Xueyan opened her eyes, and dimly saw the tall figure by the window, her eyebrows were bent into crescent moons, and she was about to call, he turned around, she sat up in disappointment and said, "Xuanwen!"
It turned out that it was just a dream.
There was a chill in Li Xuanwen's dark eyes: "Xue Yan, I've disappointed you." However, I personally think that if he does not come, it will be more helpful for my aunt's condition. ”
Wang Xueyan sat up straight and said to him, "I admit that this is the case. ”
She didn't make any excuses, a trace of puzzlement flashed across his face, and he walked towards her: "After arriving in Hangzhou, my mother will arrange someone to take good care of my aunt, and your rest assured work will not be affected." ”
His tall figure slowly pressed her, and she was a little uneasy: "To be honest, I should thank you from the bottom of my heart." ”
He said lightly, "Do you think I'll want you to thank me?"
She smiled helplessly: "Xuanwen, is it true that in your heart, am I a stupid white sweet?"
He was stunned, over the years, she had given him the power to decide almost everything except her own work.
No matter what he does, she doesn't object, he always thinks she is really a very well-behaved character.
"If you're a silly white sweet, how can you draw such a good design?" he cleverly changed the subject.
She smiled: "Maybe for so many years, I have behaved in front of you as a silly white sweet." Anyway, my mother doesn't have any relatives, she trusts you, and is naturally willing to let you take care of you. Why wouldn't I do it?"
Li Xuanwen never laughed, he felt that he couldn't laugh, he knew that he was grabbing with Wen Yihua, even if Wang Xueyan had complaints in his heart, he would rob it.
He said: "No matter what kind of person you are, in my heart, you will always be Wang Xueyan." ”
For the next few days, they didn't have that kind of deep conversation. To be precise, Wang Xue didn't talk to him much.
Shen Xinhui saw everything clearly, and when she returned home from the hospital, she called Li Xuanwen: "Let's talk?"
Li Xuanwen is now working completely remotely, and he is connecting with his assistant, so he whispered to her, "Mom! Wait a minute, I'll arrange work." ”
Her face was very unpleasant, and when he finished calling, his words were sour and mean: "Why are you so troubled?"
He sat down on the couch and rubbed his temples, "Mom, what do you want to say." ”
She leaned up and said hopefully, "Xuanwen, is it okay to give up on her? I think you are in good shape now! Mom believes in you and will not do stupid things for her again." ”
Li Xuanwen's fingers were still on his temples, and he looked at her thoughtfully: "Mom, people live with a purpose." Without a goal, it will soon lose its vitality. ”
Shen Xinhui listened to his words and instantly understood: "That is, are you still waiting, right? We have done so much, and my mother has really never been so quiet for a person." ”
His voice was a little cold, but full of hope: "Mom, everything you do is worth it! My wife must respect you, you are the mistress of this house." ”
Shen Xinhui smiled and sighed: "Do you think I care about your wife? I only care about my son! Now that your mind is still the same, then work harder! But will you be able to eat her in the future?"
He shook his head: "I love her, there is no such thing as eating or living with her." I'll make her respect you, but you have to be nice to her too. She's having a birthday soon, and I think she's going to have a very memorable birthday. ”
Shen Xinhui said very clearly: "Mom will arrange it!"
Song Yizhen was finally transferred to the hospital with the permission of the doctor, and during this period, Wang Xueyan did almost nothing, just like checking in with a bag, watching Song Yizhen arrange to enter the hospital, do examinations, and talk to the doctor.
And she is like a puppet, at their mercy.
Chen Chen always accompanied her, and he always felt unsteady in his heart, but he didn't dare to express his opinions, but he kept in touch with Wen Yihua.
Everything was arranged, and Song Yizhen urged Wang Xueyan to go back: "Xueyan, go back! There are nurses to take care of, so don't worry." If you're too busy at work, you don't need to come to see me! I'll call you if there's anything going on. ”
Wang Xueyan knew very well in his heart that it was indeed very perfect, whether it was a doctor, a medical facility, or a good medical care, the only thing that was not satisfactory was that all of this was Li Xuanwen's idea.
She pretended to be relaxed: "Mom! everything is so in order, I'm relieved." It's just that you must not be in a hurry, you must listen to the doctor, take your time, and recover this thing. ”