Chapter 8: Spring (3)
In the morning, the sun could not penetrate the heavy curtains, and the room was misty, like soft silk.
When Qingqian woke up, she only felt that her arms were heavy, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that He Shiyi was lying on the side of the bed, one hand clasping her ten fingers.
Qingqian carefully raised his body slightly, approached the side of He Shiyi's bed, and looked carefully.
The light is slightly dim, and the moon-white sheets are lined with He Wet's handsome face, which is cold and cool. The lips are thin and slightly pursed, and even in sleep, the eyebrows and eyes are slightly frowned.
"I really like to frown." Qingqian unconsciously stretched out his fingers and lightly crossed He Shiyi's eyebrows.
After looking at it for a while, I saw that He Shiyi showed no signs of waking up. Qing Qian carefully put on his clothes and prepared to get up.
When he got out of bed, he accidentally touched the cabinet next to the bed, and his injured hand ached suddenly, and Qing Qian couldn't help but let out a short exclamation. Hurriedly glanced at He Wetyi, but the person next to the bed hadn't noticed it. Qingqian happily put the blanket on He Wet's body and went into the room to wash.
Picking up a handful of hot water, I seemed to be much more ruddy in the mirror than I was a few days ago. Qingqian smiled slightly, and unconsciously remembered the person outside. Qingqian washed out, and the person next to the bed showed no signs of waking up, Qingqian was already preparing to go downstairs, as if he suddenly woke up, walked quickly to He Shiyi, reached out to touch He Shiyi's forehead, and burned it with one hand.
The doctor came very quickly, took medicine and injections, and He Shiyi's spirit seemed to be starting to get better again.
"I've been sick for so long, why don't you say it?" The tone is shallow, and the distress is greater than the blame.
"It's not very serious, I thought I'd pass it if I stood up, and I cried?" He Shiyi looked at the reddish appearance of his shallow eye circles and asked softly.
"It's me, it's all because of me, you will ......" Qing Qian tried his best to endure it, but He Weiyi said softly, and the tears in his eyes were like beads with broken threads, dripping down.
"Silly girl, if there are people who are not sick, I am sick or sick, just take advantage of this New Year's leisure to get sick this year." He wet his clothes on the cuffs and gently wiped away the tears on his shallow cheeks.
"You're coaxing people again, that's what you say." Qing Xiao Xiao chuckled.
"There are so many people in the world, I am only happy to coax you." He Shiyi was rarely joking, and such a sentence was said with a smile in a half-way, and Qing Qian only felt warm and astringent in his heart.
"Qingqian, I want to discuss something with you." He Shiyi's expression was slightly serious.
"Hmm." Qing Qian was still immersed in He Shiyi's words just now.
"I want to find a time to arrange for you to study abroad." He Shiyi's voice was very steady, but the hand under the quilt was already clenched into a fist.
"Ahh Qing Qian suddenly heard it, and looked up in shock. After a while, he just replied softly, "Well, okay." ”
"Uncle's matter, the military department will never stop for a while. You go abroad to avoid it, and when the situation is put down, I will pick you up abroad, and then ......" He Shiyi said quietly, and the room was silent.
After not hearing a shallow response for a long time, He Shiyi turned his head slightly. His eyes looked at Qingqian slightly, and his tone was gentle, "You don't want to?" ”
"How so?" Qingqian raised his head and smiled at He Wet. Since I met you, you have considered everything for me, and you have always carefully checked my feelings.
I, how can I do it.
In the second year of junior high school, He Xinwan came to the Huanyuan Mansion and brought news that she was going to marry Luo Rongkai. He Shiyi was extremely angry about the news, and slapped the table on the spot, shaking the tea cup on the table.
Qing Qian and Zhuang Xiaoxian had already retreated upstairs, leaving the mother and son quiet.
"How can you marry him." He Wetyi's tone was an unquestionable veto.
"I must marry him." He Xinwan seems to have become the resolute mother who drove He Shiyi away from home ten years ago, but the difference is that this time He Shiyi can clearly see the persistence in his mother's eyes.
"Why? Are you healed your scars and forgotten the pain, don't you remember how Hua Jiyi murdered you back then? He Shiyi's face has gradually lost his former calm self-control.
"Mrs. Hua is Mrs. Hua, not a commander. Besides, if it weren't for the commander back then, you and I, mother and son would have survived until now. He Xinwan said in a deep voice.
"Really? I didn't know that the Commander was so affectionate to you. He was full of sarcasm.
"Wet clothes, he's your father too." He Xinwan's voice was a little lower.
"I didn't think he was my father." He Shiyi turned his face to the side, and the windows of the hall were pasted with big red window flowers, and the lively and cute paper-cut rabbits were as red as new.
"Wet clothes, the deceased is gone, let's forget the past and live a good life, isn't it?" He Xinwan sighed softly.
"It's not good, it's because of your personality that Luo Rongkai dares to put you aside in Zhuyuan for decades." He was annoyed for a while, and he didn't feel that he was speechless.
"Wet clothes, it's not what you think, the commander has done his best to treat me."
"No matter what I think, you and the Commander can't get married." He Shiyi was already flustered.
"Why don't you approve of me marrying the commander like this, you asked me to go to the commander a year ago, didn't you expect that there would be today's result?" He Xinwan's voice seemed calm.
"I ......," He Shiyi said slightly.
"Wet suits, I married the commander, not because of you. But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of agreeing to his proposal, you know? At this moment, He Xinwan looked at He Shiyi's eyes sincerely and softly.
"I can't understand it, and I don't want to." He Shiyi Huo Ran turned his head, his face full of murderous aura.
"You don't have to feel guilty, this is what I owe you, you have a legitimate identity, and you will ...... in the future" He Xinwan said slowly, her expression calm and indifferent.
"Don't say it, you don't owe me anything. Who owes me, I know. He Shiyi said coldly.
He Xinwan looked at He Shiyi like this, and her heart jumped, but her face did not show it; "That being the case, then you will agree to your mother's request, which is considered an exchange, and when the day comes, you must not embarrass the commander."
"You have so much confidence in me, aren't you afraid that when that day comes, it's not that I will embarrass the commander, but that the commander will embarrass me?" He Shiyi chuckled; "Besides, why did you agree to marry the Commander when you expected the day would come your way? Mother, you're still not smart! ”
"I won't fall for you again, you probably don't want me to marry the commander to say this. It seems that you still care about me as a mother in your heart. He Xinwan smiled faintly, very happy.
"You've really figured it out, you don't mind that knife from ten years ago." As if infected by the kind and soft smiling eyes, He wet clothes gradually calmed down. Knowing how to change my mother's decision is no longer possible, I can only use this final blow.
"The deceased has passed away, and holding on to the past will only make you suffer. Wet clothes, maybe you can't understand my words yet, but I hope you will understand one day. He Xinwan looked at He Wet clothes compassionately.
"Good. Marry if you want! After a long time, it was cold to the tea cup on the table, and He Shiyi nodded in a deep voice.