Chapter Forty-Eight: Is That the Man I Love?

Song Youran turned her head in surprise, Ye Qingfan's expressionless face couldn't see emotion, she bit her lip tightly: "Qingfan, I told Brother Jingyu that I would take care of you!" ”

"I'm not a wreck, I have the ability to take care of myself!" Ye Qingfan's nerves, which were becoming more and more sensitive because of blindness in both eyes, were difficult to accept Song Youran's care, he didn't want Song Youran to see his embarrassed appearance, and he didn't want Song Youran to sympathize with him because of his injury, which made him feel that he was a poor worm!

Song Youran took a deep breath, motioned for Liu Liu to let go of his hand, and held him strongly despite Ye Qingfan's refusal: "I won't let go, absolutely not!" ”

Ye Qingfan was shocked, and the strength of resistance gradually weakened, An Jingyu only felt unbearable heartache, turned around and didn't look at the two people opposite, and went directly into the car, looking indifferently in the direction in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I don't need your pity." Ye Qingfan was silent for a moment, and spit out this sentence with difficulty, when he heard Song Youran say the sentence "I will never let go" in person, his originally firm thoughts gradually wavered, if it wasn't for his eyes, he wouldn't let Song Youran leave no matter what he said.

"It's not sympathy." Song leisurely cupped his cheeks, "This is my responsibility to you, just like you will never leave me when I am injured, and I will not leave you." We follow the doctor's instructions and your eyes will definitely recover. ”

An Jingyu looked at the two people holding each other's hands from the rearview mirror, and a trace of murderous intent and irritability flashed in his eyes.

"You don't have any responsibility to me, and I don't need your care! An Jingyu, hurry up and take her away! ”

"Qingfan, can you talk well, if I don't want to leave, no one can take me away!"

An Jingyu got out of the car and yelled at Ye Qingfan: "Ye Qingfan, do you think I am willing to let Youran take care of you?" Youran is the woman I am afraid of falling in the palm of my hand, if she hadn't cried and begged me, do you think I would agree? ”

Song walked quickly towards An Jingyu and hugged him gently; "Brother Jingyu, you go first, I will convince him, you go first, please!"

"Leisurely, why are you doing this? Since people don't appreciate it and don't want to, why should you do this? ”

"Brother Jingyu, please, get in the car and go first, as long as he is well, I promise to return to you immediately!" Song Youran is hard enough to deal with a stubborn man, and she is really powerless with these two.

"Leisurely, I hope you understand what you are deciding, and I hope that one day you will not regret your decision!" An Jingyu turned around coldly, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the silver-gray sedan instantly disappeared at the entrance of the hospital like an arrow off the string.

Song Youran carefully placed Ye Qingfan in the car, and then sat down next to him: "I'm going to move into your home and take care of your diet and daily life." ”

"I don't need to!" Ye Qingfan said coldly.

"I'm just informing you, not asking for your opinion!"

Until they arrived at the door of Ye Qingfan's villa, they did not reach a consensus.

This is the second time Song Youran has stepped into Ye Qingfan's house, the last time she ran away from home, she was in a low mood, and did not carefully look at the layout of Ye Qingfan's house, Ye Qingfan sat quietly on the sofa, heard the sound of footsteps at the door, and turned her head to look at the door.

Six years knew that his cousin wanted Song Youran to stay, but he didn't want her to stay, so he shouted: "Sister Youran, I'll take my cousin up to change clothes first, and I'll hand it over to you below." ”

"Okay." Song Youran handed the things in his hand to Liuliu, who immediately helped Ye Qingfan back to the room, and only came out of the room after ten minutes.

"What about Qingfan?" Song leisurely processed the ingredients in his hand and looked at the empty back of the six years.

"My cousin said he was tired and wanted to rest, so he didn't eat lunch." Six years of shrugging his shoulders, apparently persuading him above for a while, to no avail.

Song Youran frowned: In this way, Ye Qingfan has not eaten a drop of rice since the day he woke up.

"Sister Youran, my parents may come over in a few days." Six years lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't tell your cousin, I secretly contacted them, if I don't tell my parents about this, I will be scolded when I go home." ”

Song Youran wondered: "What about Ye Qingfan's parents?" ”

Liu Liu shook his head: "My cousin's life experience is quite miserable, don't look at his cold appearance now, he was sad when he was a child." But I can't tell you the details, if my cousin is willing to tell you one day, you will know, but you must not sympathize with him, a man like my cousin is the most unbearable to sympathize! ”

Song Youran nodded as if he didn't understand, and the confusion in his heart was even heavier: "Six years, what did your parents do?" ”

"They make so many things, I can't count them, anyway, as long as my parents are here, my cousin will be fine!"

Song Youran relaxed slightly, although he was sometimes unreliable for six years, his feelings for Ye Qingfan were sincere.

After taking care of Ye Qingfan for six years that night, he was called back by his mentor with an emergency phone call, and he might not have time to come over for several days, so he dragged Ye Qingfan to Song Youran.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Song Youran was shocked that Ye Qingfan's mood really had a problem: not only did he not eat, but he rarely drank water, and every time he took medicine, he found an excuse to dodge, and seemed to have given up healing.

Song Youran looked sadly at Ye Qingfan lying on the bed, the heavy curtains were closed stiffly, the sunlight was completely blocked out, Ye Qingfan was still the same set prepared for him when he left, the breakfast prepared in the morning was not moved, and it had lost its temperature on the head of the bed.

"Qingfan, you haven't eaten for two days." Song sat by the window, put lunch at the head of the bed, and said worriedly, "How much can you eat?" ”

"No appetite." Ye Qingfan said tiredly.

His passivity and despair made Song Youran burst into tears, she put her lunch aside, and suddenly said, "I once thought about dying. ”

Ye Qingfan was shocked.

Song leisurely took his hands, wanting to use his pain to motivate him. She sat quietly beside Ye Qingfan and whispered, "Let me tell you about my childhood." ”

didn't give Ye Qingfan a chance to refuse, Song Youran's eyes were misty and recalled the little girl at the beginning: "Before I was 5 or 6 years old, I was always the object of envy of others, but everything collapsed after that. ”

"Fei Fei is my half-sister, my mother left me and my father and followed her love far away, at that time my father couldn't accept this blow, and drank heavily every day."

"Whenever he was drunk, he would beat me, scold me, and leave me in the street, and there were so many people on the street, and I had nowhere to go by myself, so I could only squat in place and cry, and then wait for my father to wake up and take me home."

"Every time my father is drunk, I will find an opportunity to leave the house and know that Brother Jingyu has moved over."

"An Jingyu is like an elder brother, more like a father who protects me, it can be said that my childhood under An Jingyu's protection was not as miserable as before."

"But my father always resented that ruthless and unrighteous woman, and hated all the dramas and showbiz, he wanted me to get ahead, and forced me to paint every day, and I was not allowed to sleep until I finished painting, and I had no time to rest. I knew my father loved me, but I really wanted to die during that time. ”

"Every day sitting in an empty room, facing one sculpture after another, there is no sound except the sound of the brush rubbing against the drawing board, and the poppy husks in the composition of the paint, I used to constantly wonder if I would one day become addicted to poison or die of depression."

Ye Qingfan quietly listened to Song Youran's trembling words, and it was difficult to suppress the intense distress and remorse in his heart, he hugged Song Youran hard, groped to wipe the tears on her face, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, don't remember anymore......"

Song Youran shook his head and said softly: "I once thought that I would not be able to survive, but I am still alive and well, nothing is more important than living, everything will get better." You are, I am, and so are your eyes! ”

"I am willing to follow you to take care of you, not out of sympathy, there are so many poor people in the world, I can't sympathize with it. Because you are Ye Qingfan, because you are the man who makes my heart move, because you will be the man who makes me worry! I can't rest assured of you, so I want to take care of you at close range, and I want you in front of my eyes all the time! ”

Song Youran gently cupped Ye Qingfan's face and asked, "Could it be that the man I love is nothing more than that?" So knocked out? ”