Yan Qingsi’s hands trembled slightly. She did not fear life or death, nor any evils of this world. However, she was afraid of that pair of pure eyes.
Yan Qingsi was worried, what if the future proved that her choices were wrong? What then?
People often showed their weakness and cowardly side in front of people they care about, sometimes even immobilized by fear.
Yue Tingfeng saw Yan Qingsi’s eyes showing signs of defeat and resignation, his heart tightened, then threw a glance at Mrs. Yue.
Mrs. Yue cleared her throat and said, “Oh, son, you go and buy some fruits. Look at you, so unfilial, with your mother hospitalized here, you did not even get me the fruits I wanted to eat.”
Yue Tingfeng pointed at the table full of things, “Aren’t there plenty right here?”
People from Su family took turns visiting, the entire table was filled with health products and fruits to the brim.
Mrs. Yue gritted her teeth and said, “But they are not the type I want to eat. I want some peaches. Go buy some for me. I want the crunchy ones.”
“Ma, you’re already old. Aren’t you afraid of losing your teeth from eating those crunchy peaches?”
Mrs. Yue grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it over, “You rascal, why should you care. I’m used to it. I don’t care, I want to eat…ouch…it hurts…”
Mrs. Yue expression changed, then held onto her stomach.
Yue Tingfeng nodded, “Fine, fine, you don’t move around. You just aren’t scared of opening your wound again. I’ll go right now, okay? What about you both? Who’s going to take care of two patients?”
Mrs. Yue grunted, “Then you should hurry.”
Summer was conducive to faster recovery, and with proper care without inflammations, Mrs. Yue’s injury was already much better.
Yue Tingfeng’s expression instantly change and laughed, “Alright then, Qingsi, I’ll be out for a while. I’ll be back shortly. Are there anything you want to eat?”
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Yan Qingsi shook her head, “No.”
Mrs. Yue started to shoo him away, “Hurry, off you go.”
Yue Tingfeng threw a worried look at Yan Qingsi, then picked up his car keys and exited, “I’ll be going now.”
Mrs. Yue waved her hands, chasing him out.
After Yue Tingfeng left, Mrs. Yue held onto her injury, then carefully moved over to sit beside Yan Qingsi.
Yan Qingsi lent her a hand to assist her, gripping tightly and asked, “Auntie…how’s your injury?”
Yan Qingsi’s voice was still a little hoarse and trembled slightly.
With only Mrs. Yue around after Yue Tingfeng left, Yan Qingsi was feeling more anxious.
Just like how after misbehaving as a kid, afraid to enter the door, afraid to face her mother.
Yan Qingsi’s mother was a very gentle woman. Never once in her childhood memory did she get disciplined or lectured. When she misbehaved, her mother would not blame her, but instead gently looked at her, and ask in a soft, kind voice on why she did it.
That was when Yan Qingsi was most afraid of her mother. She even felt that it would be better to be like other kids to be punished by the parents, which was something she did not fear.
Facing Mrs. Yue’s gentleness, Yan Qingsi felt that she had returned to her childhood.
Mrs. Yue touched Yan Qingsi’s forehead. Feeling no signs of fever, she relaxed and smile, “I’m fine. It’s just a little injury, more or less two centimeters. It’ll recover quickly. Don’t you know, my stomach was full of flabs after giving birth. The stab did not injure anything inside.
Yan Qingsi lowered her head, her nails digging into her palm and said, “Auntie…I’m sorry.”
Mrs. Yue smiled gently, then asked softly, “Why are you telling me sorry?”
Yan Qingsi quivered. Mrs. Yue’s sound, her tone, at that moment, was almost the same as her mother…
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