5 The taste of love
"Don't be too sad." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Yuelou stroked Congshan lying on his lap, "If Mother knew that you felt so guilty every year, she would feel sad and painful underground. ā
"If I hadn't been willful, she wouldn't have died, and the responsibility for her death lies with me, how can I not feel guilty and suffer?"
"But have you ever thought that she drowned because she was saving her son? I believe that she has never regretted it, and instead of regretting it, she will blame yourself for your peace and happiness, and you will go against her will." Yuelou said naturally.
"Every mother is willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of her children!"
In fact, sometimes it may be a relief to think about the death of her mother, who has suffered since she was a child, and who has been even more painful and bitter after marrying her father. ā
"If she hadn't died, she would still be suffering from those tortures, breaking her heart every day, crying every day. ā
When he said these words, Congshan Yuelou was running on the winter snowfield.
The snowfields are vast, vast, and lonely, and everyone will be full of sorrow when they look at such a dry scene.
The car had stopped, and Congshan and Yuelou picked up their things and walked towards the grave not far away.
A few dead grasses swayed on the grave, adding to the loneliness and sadness of the scene.
"Mother, it's not that I don't come to see you, but I don't dare." Congshan knelt down with a 'plop' and cried bitterly.
"I blamed myself every day for my actions, and I hated myself for being so willful." He cried and pounded his chest.
"You've been suffering for so long, I should have worked hard to make you live a happy life, but I'm such a bastard! I should have killed myself......"
The more he talked, the more agitated he became, until at last he became incoherent.
Suddenly, he lost consciousness and slammed down on Yuelou's shoulder.
Yuelou and the driver were quick and helped him back to the car.
"Hurry up, hurry up and go to the hospital!" Yuelou urged with tears in his eyes.
Satoyama woke up while doing the second check-up. Although he had regained consciousness, he was still extremely weak. Yuelou and the driver continued to help him do various inspections. She was feverish, and her hands and feet were already weak, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted, not letting Congshan see any abnormality in herself.
"You've worked hard". Congshan, who was lying on the bed, stroked Yuelou's hand and looked at her affectionately.
"It's nothing, as long as you're okay, I'm at ease." Yuelou looked at Congshan's pale cheeks, and said in a trembling voice.
The doctor came in from outside the door, his expression looked very heavy, and Yuelou Congshan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Yuelou plucked up the courage and asked, "Doctor, what is his illness?"
"Alas, it's a disease that came from Africa, it's called 'Ganuh', and people who suffer from this disease slowly fail their organs within three or four months." Hearing this, Yuelou Congshan was taken aback.
"Isn't there any cure?" Yuelou asked with tears in her voice.
"Yes, yes, but ......"
"It's just what!" Satoyama said urgently.
"There is only one medicine that can treat this disease, but it is so expensive that many patients have to wait for death at home. ā
"It's okay, as long as he is in good health, it doesn't matter how much money he spends." Yuelou looked at Cong Shan happily, and Cong Shan also looked back at her affectionately.
"Then I'll go back and get you something to eat? you have to take care of yourself." Yuelou admonished.
"Well, just do what you like.
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"I don't like to be accommodating, and I don't like to accommodate others. ā
"Okay, then see for yourself!" Satoyama said helplessly.
Yuelou put the ingredients on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa herself.
The past is presented in front of her eyes like a movie: the first time she met Congshan, the first time Congshan came to her home, the first time Congshan and herself climbed the mountain, the first time Congshan kissed herself, and she didn't realize that her tears had wet her cheeks.
"What he needs most now is to take care of his body, I'll make him bone broth this afternoon!" Yuelou held back tears, picked up the ingredients and walked towards the kitchen.
The soup pot was steaming, and Yuelou was still thinking: "How can organ failure be treated well by medicine? That doctor is cheating money?"
She shook her head again and said, "No, no, Congshan will definitely not have an accident, he is a strong and brave man, since God has made him suffer so much, he will definitely grant him happiness accordingly." After I marry him, I will love him well so that he will not suffer any more suffering. ā
A smile like a spring flower appeared on her face as she thought about it.
Yuelou entered the ward with a food box, and Congshan looked at her with a smile.
"You must be hungry, aren't you?" Yuelou asked with concern.
"You're so beautiful, as long as I look at you, I won't be hungry if I don't eat for ten days. ā
"You're pretty good at talking." Yuelou laughed with tears in her eyes, and she brought the spoon close to her mouth and blew it gently.
"I haven't given you anything yet, but I've let you serve me." Satoyama smiled apologetically.
"Come, open your mouth, we will be husband and wife next year, I will be angry if you are so polite." Yuelou sent the soup to the Congshan Pass.
Somehow, as soon as Tang entered the Congshan Pass, his nose, eyes, and mouth were all squeezed together.
Yuelou looked at Congshan's tangled expression and asked strangely, "Is the soup hard to drink?"
As she spoke, she took a sip of herself, and in an instant she felt her fingertips as hot as coals: "Ah! I must have been careless and used vinegar as soy sauce." ā
She lowered her head and said shyly, "I'll go back and boil it for you." ā
Congshan said softly: "It's okay, how can a big man be afraid of this sour taste, not to mention that these soups are full of your affection." ā
Despite saying this, Yuelou's expression was still very tangled when he fed him soup, and Yuelou kept laughing as he watched, laughing so much that he trembled.
"You don't use it at night, today you are tired for a day, go back at night and sleep well, I can take care of myself." ā
"Okay". Yuelou touched Congshan's two thick black eyebrows and said.
In the evening, Shi Yuelou still came with a food box after all.
"It's so late, why are you here?"
"I still don't worry about you, and the doctor also said that your disease is very unstable and you need someone to be by your side all the time." Yuelou handed the peeled orange to Congshan.
"With a woman like you loving me, it's worth my death now. ā
"I want you to live, I want you to love me for the rest of your life, take care of me for the rest of your life, and I will always love you. ā
"I will. ā
"When are you going to propose to Daddy?"
"You're going to have to wait until I'm well, right? Congshan joked, "My illness should be cured in March or April next year." ā
"Okay! We went to Fenghuangpo for a wedding, and there were flowers all over the mountains and fields on Fenghuangpo, and we ran and danced and laughed in our wedding dresses in the sea of flowers.
At night, we don't need any marriage beds, just lie down in the fragrant sea of flowers. ā
Yuelou's expression seemed as if he had been lying in the sea of flowers with Congshan, holding hands and looking at the brilliant galaxy above his head, flowing with fireflies.
"You're not sleepy, I'm already trying to sleep, go back quickly." Satoyama said with concern.
"Are you pushing me away? Then I'll never come again. ā
"It's a hospital after all, and you're not used to it. ā
"It's okay, I won't go back at night in the future, when you are discharged from the hospital, I will leave when I want." Yuelou's tone was very firm.
"Alas, I also know that you really love me, but it's really bad for you to live here. ā
"Say no more, I'm not going back. ā
"You're so stubborn!"
"It's not all for you," Yuelou blamed him.
She saw beads of sweat on his forehead, frowned, and asked, "Are you in pain?"
"No need, it's fine". His cold sweat was still flowing.
Yuelou gently wiped his sweat with his cuffs and said, "If it hurts, just say it, don't brace it." ā
"Well, I'm sleepy, you can go to sleep too. ā
"You sleep first". Yuelou even seems to have love dripping from her hair.
"Okay". Congshan knew that she would not go to sleep first, so he could only close his eyes.
Yuelou looked at his face quietly, and she didn't know when the tears had fallen.
At this time, Congshan did not fall asleep, his eyes opened slightly and saw Yuelou's tearful face, and his heart was very uncomfortable. He tried to sit up and comfort her, but in the end he held back.
Yuelou tucked the quilt for Congshan and fell asleep on his bed.
When he woke up, it was already dawn, and Satoyama felt that his left leg was numb. Only then did he realize that Yuelou had slept like this all night, and he immediately felt pity and pain.
Cong Shan put his arms around her shoulders and moved his legs away, and a deep red mark had been pressed on Yuelou's face, which looked like a few red plums on the snow.
Satoyama felt even more guilty.
When breakfast was bought, Yuelou was still asleep.
"Wake up. ā
"The sun is already so high, I also said that I was afraid that something would happen to you, but I didn't expect myself to sleep so dead." Yuelou smiled apologetically.
"It's okay, let's have some breakfast!"
"Did you buy soy milk?"
"I bought it, and I knew you liked soy milk. ā
"Huh". Yuelou smiled and drank unceremoniously, and after a while, the three buns and a cup of soy milk had been solved by her.
"The first time I saw you, I thought you were almost like a fairy, and now I realize that you also have a pungent side." Congshan looked at Yuelou's eating appearance and said slowly.
"I seem to be a person who can cry and laugh. ā
"Huh". Satoyama didn't know how to answer.
"You're full, aren't you?"
"What's wrong". Congshan said with doubts in his eyes.
"I'll help you go down for a walk, it's better to stay in the ward all day!"
"I'm afraid of the cold. ā
"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of, hurry up." Yuelou buttoned the cotton clothes for Congshan and tied a scarf for him.
"It looks like I can't go anymore." Congshan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"You're just finding out now?" Yuelou's warm hand slid lightly across Congshan's face.
Behind the hospital was a small garden, the road had been swept away, and the snow was sticking to a little bit of dust, which was a little disappointing.
"The weather was really nice today. ā
When Satoyama looked up, he realized that it was indeed an excellent weather. The sky was a pale gray as is common in winter, with a few thin clouds floating. The sun was so warm that it shone on my face, and it felt very pleasant.
"Not bad, indeed. ā
"What I said can be fake?" Yuelou said proudly, holding Congshan's arm, childishly.
She saw that the scarf didn't cover Satoyama's nose and tied it again.
There was a cedar tree in the garden, and there was a thin layer of snow on its top, and Yuelou unconsciously stopped when she saw it: "Do you like cedars?"
"Well, it's pretty elegant. ā
"My father was very fond of painting cedars, and his personality was very straightforward and sometimes a little irritable, but his cedars were elegant and lovely. ā
"You, like him, have many facets. ā
"yes, I think so too. ā
"Look what that is?" Yuelou said suddenly, pointing to Cedar.
"It's a red plum. ā
"It's so beautiful!" Yuelou picked a petal into his hand and looked at it carefully.
"Do you like red plums?"
"Don't you like it?"
"I prefer white plum to red plum, red plum is beautiful, but it is too public, too warm, white plum is clean, gentle, like an otherworldly fairy, red plum is at most just a bewitching and charming vulgar girl. ā
"What's so bad about being enthusiastic and flamboyant? People live a lifetime, and they will always be boring, so wouldn't it be more beautiful to be flamboyant and enthusiastic?"
Her tone changed, and she suddenly said angrily, "Then you mean that you hate me? Aren't I just Hongmei?" she said and turned to go.
Congshan hurriedly caught up and said: "I didn't mean that, liking Baimei is just a simple idea, I love you, you don't need to say that you know, why be angry?"
"I'm just a woman who likes to get angry, don't you know? You obviously mean that you don't like me, you like gentle women, and I'm flamboyant and enthusiastic, and I'm just a vulgar woman." She shook off Congshan's arm and walked away.
Congshan was stunned and didn't know what to do.
Although Yuelou was walking briskly, she longed for Congshan to catch up and say that she loved herself, so that she would definitely throw herself into his arms.
But he didn't catch up, and the tears she held back finally flowed.