Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Betrothal Gift
Strange things have often happened recently, since that time Shen Mochen confessed and proposed in public in front of news media from all walks of life, life is indeed very happy.
But recently, Su Xiyan can always receive couriers from unknown people from time to time, the couriers are not threatening items, nor threatening letters, but just a small strand of green silk mixed with white hair, some things can be described as extremely scary, she can't imagine the source of this strand of hair, she can only throw away these couriers with trepidation and anxiety every day.
But in the midst of trepidation and uneasiness, she also mixed a hint of excitement and hope, and she touched the strand of green silk wrapped in white hair, and another thought passed through her mind for a moment.
After a few days in a row, on this day, Su Xiyan received an unknown phone call, an old and weak voice: "Xiyan...... I need your help......" Even after many years, Su Xiyan still heard this voice in an instant, and it was her mother, Lin Muwan.
Su Xiyan's voice instantly became trembling, her whole body trembled uncontrollably because of excitement, and she almost shouted at her voice: "Mom! What's wrong with you? ”
The other party's voice has an unnatural air tone, which is enough to make people panic after carefully distinguishing it.
She pinched her leg to normalize her voice, and then patiently waited for the rest of the other party's words.
"Xiyan, I'...... You're the only one left...... I need bone marrow pairing, I seem to be sick. The female voice on the phone was gentle and lovely, with a hint of hoarseness in her voice, like waking up after a long sleep,
Su Xiyan's eyelashes blinked up and down, and the tears in her eyes seemed to flood like they couldn't stop.
Her mind raced through the cases that needed to be paired with bone marrow, and finally stopped thinking in shock, and the woman's eyelids fluttered slightly.
"Is it leukemia?"
Su Xiyan asked tentatively, even though she didn't want to admit it, it seemed that all the answers pointed to this.
She heard the other man hum softly, and the nerves in her brain seemed to explode.
Su Xiyan didn't speak for a long time, neither of them spoke for a while, time stood still like this, until finally, Lin Muwan took the lead in breaking the silence, and gently changed Su Xiyan's name on the other end of the phone, and she woke up from her thoughts just now.
Tears flowed from the corners of Su Xiyan's eyes.
She bit her lower lip, and then responded: "Mom, you may have to wait for me for another month, I am pregnant, but the child will be born immediately, and after the child is born, I will go to donate bone marrow for you." ”
The woman's voice trembled slightly, with an unnatural cry, and at the same time, the doorbell outside the door rang, she got up and went straight to open the door, the other party sent the test sheet from the hospital, she took it and hurriedly turned the first page, and saw a clear sentence on it: she sighed long after the genetic similarity was 98%.
Everything was just as I guessed, this green silk was not a threat or a threat, but a signal for my mother to ask for help.
Su Xiyan sniffed, and the other party's voice came from the other side of the microphone, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come, and I'll send the address to your mailbox later." She glanced at the package she had been wearing in green silk, which clearly said that the sending office was a hospital, and then her eyes blinked up and down, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, and softly said hello.
Everything in life is on the right track, Shen Mochen still goes out early and returns late every day, not only is he busy with the work that the man has stopped for nearly a month and a half, but also takes the time to prepare for their engagement ceremony, Shen Mochen is really attentive, almost every scene is planned by himself, from the engagement scene to the security work, all of which are fully responsible for the man.
After dinner that day, Shen Mochen prepared a cup of hot water for Su Xiyan as usual, as well as stomach and appetite tablets, and Su Xiyan became more and more afraid of the birth of the child when she was approaching the delivery period.
On the other hand, she is looking forward to the birth of her child, but she is afraid of the pain of death, so she eats less and less day after day, but in order to replenish the basic nutrients for the child, she has to force herself to swallow those meals.
"Eat well." Shen Mochen watched the woman poke the little rice left in the bowl boredly, and suddenly felt that the other party was a bit like a child who didn't want to eat and had a temper. Then the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and then he stretched out his big hand and rubbed the top of Su Xiyan's hair.
"Oh." Su Xiyan responded gently, then turned the meat in the bowl over, and continued to stir it with chopsticks, the smile on Shen Mochen's mouth gradually enlarged, and then slowly lowered his head, and gently left a kiss between the woman's hair, "Good ......" He sniffed the aroma of her hair almost greedily, and then put the cup in his hand next to the woman.
Zhou Xueshan, who was sitting on the side, coughed softly, and then beckoned, signaling Shen Mochen to come to her side, and then the man stood up and walked towards Mrs. Zhou step by step.
Shen Mochen stood in front of the old lady, leaned down slightly and put his ear close to her lips, "Don't you really plan to tell her about this first?" The old lady's eyes were firmly fixed on his pitch-black Tongren, and the man turned his head sideways to look at Su Xiyan, who was still turning the piece of meat in the bowl, smiled, and then nodded firmly.
Old Lady Zhou's seat was a little far away from Su Xiyan, and she could only see them whispering, and she could only hear some squirming sounds.
Even if she barely turned her head sideways, she couldn't hear those contents, but she clearly knew that these were all related to herself, and they might have something to hide from her, and then Su Xiyan saw Shen Mochen nodding firmly, and the tenderness in her expression didn't look like she was pretending.
The corners of the woman's mouth raised a shallow smile, and she chose to believe in her heart that as long as she knew that he loved her, what the man did would not harm her, Su Xiyan smiled, and then ate the last bite of rice in the bowl into her mouth.
Shen Mochen smiled with crooked eyebrows, then got up and walked towards her and exchanged an affectionate kiss with each other.
A week passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was the day of their engagement, today was the eve of the engagement, and when Su Xiyan was about to fall asleep that night, he received a call from Qiu Wenning
At that time, she was sleeping in a daze, rubbed her eyes and answered the phone: "Hey? The other party's surprised voice quickly came out of the other end of the phone: "Xiyan, are you going to get engaged tomorrow, that's really a good thing!" ”
"What kind of good things come in pairs, are you and Jiang Xingchen going to hold an engagement ceremony with me tomorrow, speaking of which, how are you doing?" Su Xiyan listened to the other party's joyful voice, and her words couldn't help but be dyed with a layer of lightness, she sat up with a smile and looked at the warm night light next to the bed.
"Oh, it's not, I'm with him, so be it, for that man's cheeky sake, the previous things can only be counted as a write-off, I'll pretend to forgive him."
Listening to the other party's half-joking tone, the smile on the corner of Su Xiyan's mouth became deeper and deeper, and he almost raised his head with a smile, and soon the laughter on the other end of the phone also came, and the laughter of the two was mixed up for a while.
"Hey, that's a bit of an exaggeration." A magnetic male voice suddenly came from the other end of the microphone, the smile under Su Xiyan's mouth froze slightly, the movements in his hands were stunned for a moment, and he soon came to his senses, and then there was a giggling sound on the other end of the phone, and soon the voices of the two stopped, only ambiguous whimpering.
Su Xiyan pouted slightly, "Hey, you guys should pay attention to the occasion, I'm still here." Although she didn't really want to interrupt the sweet moment between the two of them, the other seemed to have something to say to her.
After waiting on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, Qiu Wenning's voice came out, "Oh, I'm sorry for letting you see the joke." ”
The woman stretched out her hand on the other end of the phone, knocked Jiang Xingchen's head hard, and then continued: "Actually, I want to congratulate you on your album being shortlisted for the Golden Bell Awards, how about it, it's really amazing, I was shocked when I saw it today, but this is also a recognition of your ability!" ”
Su Xiyan opened her mouth wide in surprise and sat up straight suddenly, "Really, really, really, I'm so happy, I'm really excited!" She shouted excitedly, the Golden Bell Award can be described as a very well-known and high-level award in the music industry, it is not easy to be shortlisted, and it is rare for a high-profile musician to win this award in a year, let alone a novice who has no attainments in the music industry.
At the same time, he was surprised and silent, and then remembered a series of strange actions of Shen Mochen and Zhou Xueshan a week ago, and the answer was clear in his heart in an instant.
Su Xiyan smiled, this is probably the engagement gift in the man's mouth!
It's a pity that Shen Mochen didn't return overnight, maybe he was busy with the layout of the scene, Su Xiyan had a happy smile on his face, and gently stroked his stomach with his hand, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
She was woken up by Aunt Zhang in a hurry in the morning, and after sitting up from the bed in a daze, she dragged her slippers to the washstand, Su Xiyan looked at the blurry and hazy face in the mirror, and suddenly woke up, she suddenly felt like she was ten years older than before, and she could even see the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
The sleepiness in her brain was suddenly awakened, she stood up straight suddenly, stretched out her hand and touched the face in the mirror, and then approached at the speed of light, looking at the bloodless face in the mirror, Su Xiyan bit her lower lip tightly.
At this time, the woman was a little flustered, she first used the facial cleanser as toothpaste, but after brushing it for several minutes, she came to her senses and hurriedly spit out the foam in her mouth. Then he turned the salt into sugar, poured it into the coffee, and got a cup of salty coffee, even if the master of art creation did not dare to be so arrogant.
Su Xiyan laughed at herself for worrying too much, but she felt shy because she was like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, blushing, she bit her lower lip and imagined in her mind over and over again that she and Shen Mochen held hands, walking from the red carpet to the scene in the center of the stage, accompanied by flowers and applause all the way, as if celebrating their pair of the best matches in the world.
But soon Su Xiyan didn't have time to continue thinking seriously, and the makeup lady that Shen Mochen had prepared for her knocked on her door in a hurry.
Her whole heart was pounding because of the scene she was thinking about just now, and the sudden and rapid knock on the door startled her, she immediately jumped up from the table, and the cup of salty coffee also poured her hand, and the coffee stains spilled all over Su Xiyan's sleeves, she was not in the mood to care whether the liquid on the sleeves was washed clean, but wiped the liquid on her hands with a tissue, while secretly rejoicing in her heart that it was fortunately not a dress.
The other party coiled her long hair high, embellished it with shiny hair accessories, and outlined the outline of her eyebrows with eyebrow pencils, the pink blush made her gentle and lovely, and the little vermilion between her lips looked particularly attractive on the snow-white skin. For a while, the years are as before, and time goes back.