It Seems I Love You Very Much Chapter 19: What’s the matter (2)

"I'm so dizzy and confused, I can't care about this at all." Su Huaishan has only one son, Nianqun, and he almost never considers himself the heir of the Su family. The burden of the entire Su family fell on Yu Weilan's shoulders.

"How is he?"

"Not good," Yu Xiaolu said, "the quarrel between him and Miss Sang that day had already hit him hard, and the incident with his brother-in-law made him even more devastated."

"He's always been that kind of person, cold-hearted. In fact, he loves Huai Shan very much."

"It's like I always get into trouble with you, but I still love you?"

Yu Weilan patted her sister's head: "Don't be rude. Where is Nianjin? I'll go see him."

Seeing Su Nianqun's sleeping face, Yu Weilan's nose is a little sore.

He has lost a lot of weight, his beard is sticking out, his outline is darker, and he is more haggard.

Probably he didn't eat, and the doctor was afraid that he would be exhausted, so he was putting in an IV.

Yu Weilan sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his face, and muttering: "Nianshu, I remember the first time I saw you at your mother's funeral, and my father was still Huaishan's driver. At that time you So small, not as tall as Xiaolu, and so thin. Falling on the ground, I want to help you, but you won't..."

(4)

When Su Nianqun woke up, the sky was already turning white. When he raised his hand, he found a foreign object on it. So he violently pulled at the infusion needle, and blood rushed out of the wound, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

He was about to get out of bed when suddenly the quilt on the other side felt a little heavy, and he heard a person breathing shallowly.

"Nothing?" He was a little unsure of the joy in his heart.

She seemed to be very tired and still sleeping. He carefully reached out to touch her hair, and his fingertips shook—it was Yu Weilan.

Su Nianqun smiled bitterly: Sang Wuyan no longer wanted to have anything to do with him, how could she imagine that she could suddenly appear in front of her like an angel and save herself.

Su Nianqun didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing Yu Weilan's good sleep, so he could only maintain his original posture.

But she was still startled, straightened the hair hanging down in front of her eyes, and raised her head: "Nianqu." She was a little embarrassed when she saw Su Nianqun who was awake.

Su Nianqin lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. He was lying in close clothes, so his clothes were wrinkled after sleeping all night. He said, "Is he okay?" He was afraid that the man would be dead when he woke up.

"At least it didn't worsen. Xiaolu said you were in a hurry."

Su Nianqun turned his face away to hide his worries.

Yu Weilan approached him and took care of the folds on his clothes and the raised collar for him.

"You've grown taller." Yu Weilan's hand was as soft as a mother.

"Yeah." Su Nianqun was suddenly very quiet.

"I used to forget to turn up my collar." Yu Weilan smiled.

"Who keeps me from seeing the mirror."

"The mirror is superfluous to you, and people who are not good-looking often play in front of the mirror."

"I haven't seen myself, so I don't know what I look like."

"Sometimes people can be mirrors, don't you hear that the girls next to you will gasp?"

"Or I'm too ugly."

"If you are ugly, Xiaolu will never go out with you."

"Is she so snobbish?" Su Nianqin tilted her head.

"Of course. She always only likes eye-catching." Yu Weilan smiled, "I have heard your songs, they are all very good. But the output is too small."

"I don't spend much money, and my mother left the house, so I don't need to work day and night to make money."

"But in the future you will need a wife and a lot of children. They won't save as much as you. Besides, you need inspiration to create."

"Then I will go to a school for the blind in the future, and let the principal pay the salary and buy five insurances and one housing fund for me."

"May be considered."

Yu Xiaolu was about to bring something in when she saw the two of them alone, and quietly backed out. She originally thought that Su Nianqun would be furious because of the sedative forcibly injected yesterday. It seemed that Yu Weilan had calmed him down.

"Nianshu," Yu Weilan's hand stopped on his shoulder, "you haven't talked to me so calmly for a long time."

"I feel much better."

"He will make it through, because you are there, so you don't have to blame yourself for not loving yourself. No one is blaming you."

"I didn't do my duty as a son until I saw his heart stop beating."

"Nianshu," Yu Weilan called his name softly again, "Actually, we both think he is more important. You love him more than me, and so do I."

"Yes." Su Nianqun nodded.

"When your father gets better, go back to Miss Sang and confess to her."

"I'm not wrong, in their family it seems like a tired..."

In the middle of the conversation, Yu Weilan stopped: "Remember, Nianqun, never underestimate yourself." Then Yu Weilan gently hugged Su Nianqun. Although her movements were very gentle, it also surprised Su Nianqun, not knowing where to put her hands.

"Nianshu, this was originally a hug from your stepmother, but it's ten years late." Yu Weilan closed her eyes and smiled, with a very calm smile.

Su Nianqun froze for a moment before wrapping her arms around her.

"I wouldn't call you mother." Su Nianqun said embarrassedly.

"I don't want to be that old either."

Su Nianqun had her back to the window, the early morning sunlight came in through the curtains behind, and the humidifier sprayed water mist one after another, making a rhythmic sound.

Although Yu Weilan is haggard in her arms, she has a reassuring expression.

Sang Wuyan, who was poking at the door, was stunned, looking at the two people hugging each other in the room. She had seen this woman, the woman holding hands with Yu Xiaolu in the photo where Su Nianqun was torn to shreds.

Sang Wuyan raised her head and knocked on the door.

Yu Weilan left Su Nianqun's embrace, looked through Su Nianqun's shoulder, and looked at the door. She had seen Sang Wuyan from a distance, so she said, "Miss Sang?"

When Su Nianqun heard these three words, his body shook and slowly turned around.

"I..." Sang Wuyan was at a loss, "I... received a call from Xiaolu."

Yu Weilan patted Su Nianqin on the back: "You two have a good talk, I'll go out and have a look." Then she left them alone in the ward.

"Didn't you say you're tired of me, why are you back?" Su Nianqun said with a sneer.

"Xiaolu said that you don't eat or drink, and you don't listen to anyone. Tell me to come and take a look."

"Oh? Then you're really capable. How do you know I'm going to listen to you?"

"I..." Sang Wuyan bit his lip, unable to think of anything to refute him for a long time.

She was utterly distraught.

Yeah, she's so self-righteous. Thinking that she is so different to Su Nianqun, that she is the only princess who can conquer him.

She had never seen Su Nianqin speak to herself with such a gentle expression. She didn't even bother to study what sweet words were murmured from their mouths.

She thought he loved her, she always thought so, so she could endure his nervousness again and again. She thought that only she could redeem Su Nianqun in pain. She was only away for a few days, and someone took her place to appease him.

The two stood at one end of the room, silent for a long time.

"Have you read it yet?" Su Nianqun asked lightly.

"Huh?"

"You can go when you're done," he said.

Sang Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing at herself. In vain, she ran to save a man who didn't take herself seriously, and then went in and humiliated herself.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Nianqun was annoyed.

"Nothing." She shook her head, turned and left quickly.

On the first floor, she bumped into an intern at the elevator entrance with something.

The plate was knocked over, and the pills were scattered on the floor.

“Hey—how do you walk!” the young intern complained, picking up things. When he looked up, he found that Sang Wuyan had tears all over his face.

"Don't cry, I didn't mean to scold you. It's all my fault, I didn't see you when I walked." He hurriedly explained.

Sang Wuyan slowly squatted on the ground, buried her head and cried.

(5)

At this moment, the phone rang.

Before she picked it up and saw the call, there was still a little hope in her heart, and she hoped that it was Su Nianqin who called.

It turned out to be Mama Sang. She wiped away her tears, walked to the waiting chair at the door, took a deep breath and waited for a long time for her voice to return to normal before calling her mother back.

"Wuyan, are you here yet?" Mama Sang asked with concern.

"Just arrived."

"Is his father okay?"

"Don't worry about it, take good care of my dad. There are a lot of people in the family." Sang Wuyan casually perfunctory his mother and hung up the phone.

"It was his luck that you didn't slap him at that time." Cheng Yin sighed.

"I've never slapped anyone, so I can't get a hand." Sang Wuyan said.

"It's okay, I'll be proficient with more practice in the future."

In the evening, when she went to eat Sichuan food alone, she met Nie Xi at the door.

"This restaurant has the most authentic taste. I used to eat it a lot. Today, when I passed by, I thought of coming in for a few dishes. I didn't expect to meet you again." Nie Xi smiled.

"I live in the neighborhood opposite." Sang Wuyan pointed.

"Didn't you go back to your hometown?"

"Hmm. Something else, I'm back."

"Have you found out about Su Nianqun and Yu Weilan?" Nie Xi asked when the two of them sat together and saw Sang Wuyan immersed in their meal with an uncertain expression.

"Eh? Yu Weilan?"

"Yu Xiaolu's sister." Nie Xi added.

Hearing this sentence, Sang Wuyan remembered that Yu Xiaolu had said that she and Su Nianqun grew up together and had a relationship, and she was also Su Nianqun's stepmother's sister.

Stepmother's sister? Yu Xiaolu's sister?

"His stepmother?" Sang Wuyan asked.

"Yeah, it almost became a scandal on the front page of City A. Yu Weilan is the daughter of a servant of the Su family, and her family is not good. But she gets along well with this young master of the Su family. Although it is not enough to talk about marriage, But the two get along very closely, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Nianqun likes her. It's a pity that Yu Weilan married Su Huaishan later."

Sang Wuyan was stunned and speechless.

"How do you know?"

"Yu Weilan and I were classmates. At that time, she gave up her studies and married into a wealthy family. It was a big news for the whole school."

She thought the love between them was unbreakable, but now she seems to be really self-indulgent. Every time she plays this role, every time she does this stupid thing.

She walked into the supermarket blankly to buy something, and there was Xu Guannao's "Liang Jianyan" in the supermarket.

The peach leaves are the peach leaves, and the spring breeze is boundless.

The children of the Wang family went to the ferry,

A peach leaf smiles and speaks attentively.

Two pleasures, I am proud of myself,

But there is no bitterness, the slightest sweetness.

Delay.

Thousands of years later, there will be Wuyi Lane, Duyedu, and Liangjianyan.

Merry.

There are clouds and smoke on the paper, there are poems, there are paintings, and there are hearts.

Lambly.

Every year here, there are tiles on the roof, nests under the eaves, new mud and old titles.

She stood in front of the shelf, listening to her tears, and finally realized that she was not his peach leaf.

Sang Wuyan bought several cans of beer in the supermarket while crying. The cashier glanced at her with a weird look, and she didn't mind at all.

She sat on the rooftop on the top floor and took sip after sip.

The phone vibrated in the handbag, and the whole bag made a muffled "woohoo" sound. She dug into the handbag for a long time before finding the phone. When she looked at the screen, it was Yu Xiaolu.

Sang Wuyan squinted drunken eyes and smiled bitterly. He didn't answer, and put the phone on the stool where the beer was placed.

After a while, the phone vibrates again. She picked it up to see that it was still Yu Xiaolu's call, put it back, and let it continue to move. Finally, the phone vibrated to the side of the table, fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled under the stool.

She doesn't answer it anymore.

Sang Wuyan stared blankly at the night sky, thinking about Nie Xi's last words repeatedly in his mind.

"Has anyone told you that your laughing voice is very similar to Yu Weilan's?"

She finally understood Su Nianqun's weirdness. It turned out that it wasn't just because he was abandoned by his father like an orphan and then spent seven years outside, or because of his visual impairment or the death of his mother at an early age, it was also caused by Yu Weilan body.

Sang Wuyan had a hangover until dawn, and then how he climbed home and opened the door and slept on the sofa had forgotten. In the morning, I got up with a splitting headache and looked for my mobile phone. After a long time of searching, I finally found that the mobile phone had landed under the lounge chair on the roof of the building. The screen was turned on and there were dozens of missed calls, most of which belonged to Sang's mother.

Sang Wuyan quickly dialed back, with an ominous premonition that he didn't even dare to think about.

"Wan Yan." It was Wei Hao who answered the phone.

“Why are you here?”

"My mother and I were notified."

"What announcement? Where's my mom, where's my dad?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Wei Hao paused and said slowly: "Wuyan, listen to me carefully."

"Where's my dad?" She panicked, her wrists shaking violently.

"Your father died in the middle of the night."

The short sentence was like a jagged sword, stabbed into Sang Wuyan's heart fiercely, and then slowly pulled out, with blood and her flesh on the blade.

When she was in kindergarten, Sang's mother was transferred to work out of town for a period of time and had no time to take care of her. Especially when no one combed her hair in the morning, her mother wanted to take her to cut it short. Unexpectedly, my father disagreed, saying that girls with long hair are cute. So he learned to make pigtails for his daughter, stupidly, for several days.

Once again, the school organized students to watch the movie "Mom Loves Me Again". After watching it, Sang Wuyan liked to hum the song, but she was always out of tune, and she hummed it all in a different key, which made her classmates laugh. Dad knew that he found the sheet music and came back to teach her to sing, over and over again. As a result, Sang's mother came back and shook her head: "It's really good that you two sing. You've got it, don't sing. Others listen to it and suffer." She sang out of tune all from her father. Later, the song was changed by Sang Wuyan to "Only Dad is good in the world".

How could such a father be willing to leave her so early.

"You are talking nonsense!" she shouted towards the phone, "Haozi, you are talking nonsense!"

She dropped her phone, picked up her handbag and went downstairs, tears blurring her vision, she could barely see the way, she waved when she saw a taxi.

It's rush hour at the moment, and there are almost no empty cars. The more anxious she is, the more she can't hit, and the more she can't hit, the more anxious she becomes. After ten or twenty minutes passed, I gradually calmed down, and then I remembered that I crossed the street from which I came, and there was a bus going to the airport at the opposite intersection.

So she wiped away her tears and walked back, just in time to see Yu Xiaolu abducted from the small building where she lived, with Su Nianqun leaning on a blind cane behind her.

She instinctively wanted to bury her head and walk around. But she didn't want to, Yu Xiaolu had seen her and reminded Su Nianqun.

"Isn't it futile?"

Sang Wuyan watched Su Nianqun approach slowly, and at that moment her heart began to throb.

"What a coincidence, Su Nianqun," she said.

"It's not a coincidence, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Sang Wuyan sneered, "What about Yu Weilan?"

His face turned pale.

"Su Nianqun, may I ask you a question?"

He doesn't speak, she continues.

"In this world, is it Yu Weilan who is more important, or me?" She shook her head and added, "Or, I have to ask, if Yu Weilan and I fall into the river together, we can only save one, who do you save? ?"

In the past, Xu Qian threw this question for Wei Hao to choose, she only thought it was ridiculous when she heard it. Never thought that she would become such a ridiculous woman now.

"Do you think it makes sense to ask such a stupid question?" He turned his face away.

"Does it make sense? It seems that it really doesn't make sense." She was in tears and smiled bleakly, "My mother is right, no matter how annoying a person is, there is no medicine for regret. eat."

If she hadn't come back for him, maybe her father would have been fine; if she hadn't been drunk for him, she wouldn't have said the last word to her father.

God must have punished her for not being a good daughter.

She gave up her father's love so easily for a man who didn't love her or value her.

Sang Wuyan looked at his face, suddenly felt strange, and finally said lightly: "Nianshu, I really hate you now, really. And I don't want to see you again in my life."