Chapter 75 Two-in-One Someone paid the bill for his treatment...

Song Yinxing stared at him for several seconds before he slowly spoke as if he had finally come to his senses.

"Why?"

"I don't know. I can't really explain it." Gu Yang tried to recall his original thoughts. "Nie Ying kept talking to me. It was so noisy. It was really noisy."

Then, the moment I fell into the water, the whole world became quiet.

"If something unexpected happens on a ten-meter-high diving platform, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Of course Gu Yang hadn't thought about those things, but for some reason, he suddenly didn't dare to look directly into Song Yinxing's eyes. Perhaps he could intuitively feel that something was wrong.

It was like a plate of water that had finally been filled up, and now it was all tilted and poured onto him.

"But didn't you make a promise with me about the future?"

The muscles on Song Yinxing's face moved slightly, but such a subtle change caused cracks on his cold face.

When Gu Yang heard this, he leaned back subconsciously.

His eyes were wandering and always restless, and at this moment he couldn't stay on the other person for long, but he was talking.

"Oh, did I say that again? I don't remember."

Song Yinxing's heart suddenly sank.

He is cheating, but his methods are not very sophisticated, just like a little child.

If I had known this would happen, I should have recorded it with my cell phone. Now I could hold Gu Yang’s head down and make him listen.

But Song Yinxing knew that this was not the solution to the problem.

"You don't have to say that," he said softly.

He didn't want to force Gu Yang to make a promise to him, he just wanted Gu Yang to live well.

That's why we try to use promises and the future to tie each other down.

Gu Yang took a slow and deep breath.

He still felt it was too noisy. All the sounds around him were being amplified. The friction of clothes, the dripping sound of an IV bottle, and even the silent vibration of insect wings somewhere were all torturing his overly delicate and sensitive nerves.

He couldn't help but flash through his mind those fragments related to Song Yinxing and the words he hadn't finished.

He was now extremely restless inside, and that gloomy restlessness pushed him to the brink of despair, but his body imprisoned him in place and made him unable to move.

He could feel that something was destroying his inner balance and slowly pushing him towards destruction.

Song Yinxing continued to look at Gu Yang.

Even though he had noticed that the other person was uncomfortable with his gaze, which was close to paranoia, there was no one else in the room and Gu Yang clearly lacked the will to defend himself.

So no one can stop him from doing anything.

…anything.

He didn't know why he had such a thought, such a violent and charming thought, which scared him so much that he stepped back.

Gu Yang has a very strange trait, which is more likely to be revealed the more he is offended.

It tempts people to constantly exhaust their rationality and turn intercourse into desire.

When he realized his thoughts, Song Yinxing pulled himself back almost instantly.

He seemed to have regained his composure all of a sudden.

The change in emotion was too abrupt, so abrupt that it was a little neurotic.

Perhaps he felt the resistance from Gu Yang, so he didn't say another word.

Taking advantage of this gap, Gu Yang quickly slid into the quilt, covered his head, and categorically refused all communication.

Song Yinxing looked at the bulging quilt and sighed silently in his heart.

"I think I've fallen in love with someone."

Similar hospital, similar ward environment, Song Yinxing was sitting by the bed, but the person he was with was different.

The tone of his voice was ordinary, just like when he reported the results after every unified examination.

As the person being communicated with, Fang Lan was listening with a gentle expression. She did not speak immediately because she knew there was more to come.

"he……"

Song Yinxing didn't know what he was going to say. He closed his eyes and finally said, "He is a boy."

Fang Lan opened her mouth and a look of surprise flashed across her face, but it was quickly covered up.

Her child is so outstanding and sensible, but she is dragged down by him and has to bear the burden of the entire family at such a young age.

Therefore, this matter far exceeded her limited worldview and she simply couldn't bear to blame it.

And no one knows a child better than his mother. She could feel that this was not what the other party really wanted to say.

"He... really helped me a lot." Song Yinxing didn't want to worry his mother, so he couldn't explain in detail, but he knew he had to find someone to talk to now.

"Why does Xingxing like him?" Fang Lan asked softly, "Is it because that boy helped you a lot, so you are grateful to him?"

"No."

Song Yinxing denied it without any flaws. He could hear that his mother was asking him if he was confusing gratitude with liking someone.

"He always shows up to lend me a helping hand when I need him most."

"Although he has a bad personality, he can be very frivolous from time to time and likes to make fun of me."

"But when things get serious, he'll just push me away and won't even give me a chance to get close to him."

He spoke slowly, the emotions superimposed in every sentence making his pronunciation tremble until his throat could no longer bear it.

"I was just thinking... maybe I've overestimated my own abilities." When he said this, he could hardly breathe, and his heart felt a sour and sharp pain. Just for him to say this conclusion was too much to bear.

"He has his friends and his family. He doesn't really need me. He just wants to help others and doesn't need anything in return from me."

Fang Lan raised her arm with difficulty and placed her hand on the hand that was masochistically scratching its palm because of trembling.

This action consumed all the little energy she had accumulated, but Song Yinxing's hands finally stopped moving.

The expression on his face was painful, but that pain was not self-pity, but rather carried a strong sense of aggression.

"Is it the classmate you brought here that day?" Fang Lan asked, holding his hand.

Song Yinxing suddenly raised his head.

Fang Lan's tired and gloomy face revealed a look of understanding: "That was the only classmate you brought here in all these years."

But he didn't bring it back.

At that time, it was Gu Yang who took the initiative to follow.

But he was feeling complicated, resisting yet harboring secret expectations.

"No wonder, I noticed that the way you looked at that classmate was very different."

Fang Lan didn't have much energy left, so she half closed her eyes but continued to speak softly.

When her health was not so bad, she would go to worship Buddha during the holidays. The temple was bustling with people coming and going, and the air was filled with incense. The eyes of those worshippers were full of piety, and they told the sacred and compassionate Buddha statues what they wanted in their hearts.

That day she saw a similar look in her child's eyes.

is that so?

Song Yinxing thought vaguely that it was not until this moment that the door to his heart was opened.

What exactly was he secretly expecting that day?

It turned out that he had always hoped to meet someone one day who would have a special meaning in his heart.

But every step between them was taken by Gu Yang on his own initiative.

Therefore, the one who has the dominant power is always the other party.

So much so that even though he was clearly moved, he had no idea what the other person was thinking.

"I remember very clearly that your classmate had such a great temperament that he looked out of place standing in this room."

Fang Lan used to be a nanny for a wealthy family. She knew at the time that this classmate must be either rich or noble. He exuded a faint sense of fatigue after his material desires were satisfied.

"But I can also see that he is a really lonely child." There was a weak sigh at the end of her voice when she said this.

"When he watched me talking to you, he had an envious look in his eyes. Later, when you were called out by the doctor, I wanted to talk to him, but he turned his head away awkwardly and then took an apple from the fruit basket and peeled it for me to eat."

"I've never seen a way of peeling an apple like that before. I couldn't help but laugh. He must have been embarrassed because his ears were red."

It was the first time that Song Yinxing heard his mother talk about what happened that day. He listened very carefully and wanted to know everything about Gu Yang.

"What he has is only what you see on the surface, but what he is going through in his heart has nothing to do with what he has."

"Since you like him, then be braver, be braver, and don't leave yourself with any regrets."

When Song Yinxing was called out by the doctor, his mind was full of the conversation that had just taken place.

He told his mother about this matter not because he wanted her to know about his current situation.

…He just wanted to extract emotional value.

He felt that it was so pathetic and ridiculous that he actually asked for emotional value from his mother who was still on her sickbed.

But now he has really reached the point where he doesn't know what to do.

He calmed himself down and prepared himself to take the bill from the doctor. Due to his heavy workload, he had already quit all his odd jobs. Fortunately, the end of the semester was approaching and the school scholarship would be issued soon, which should be enough for him to get through.

But the heavy bill was not handed to him, but instead a few light words were given to him.

Someone paid all the bills for his next few treatments.

Song Yinxing was stunned and asked who it was.

The doctor found it a little strange that he was completely unaware of the situation, but he still gave a brief description, saying that he was a gentle-looking man, probably in his fifties or sixties.

Song Yinxing took the stack of documents and saw the signature on the last payment page.

Huang Mingjie.

The driver next to Gu Yang was named Huang.

-"Aren't you cold with the window open?"

A cold voice came from the door, and Xia Chun walked in holding a bouquet of flowers. He put the flowers aside.

"It's a bit stuffy and the wind is blowing." Gu Yang said lazily.

The cold wind blowing in from outside made the whole room very cold. Xia Chun subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly. He looked at Gu Yang who was unmoved in his hospital gown, and wondered in his heart whether the other party had a sensory disorder.

He looked at the blanket on the side, picked it up and threw it to Gu Yang: "Now that you are in the water, do you want to catch a cold by blowing the cold wind?"

Gu Yang curled his lips, obviously unhappy about bringing up this topic.

"I saw it at the time." Xia Chun said calmly, not caring whether the other party liked it or not, "Nie Ying didn't push you, you fell down by yourself."

"But don't worry, I haven't told anyone about this." Xia Chun leaned against the window, "Although I don't quite understand why you did this."

"If the purpose is to frame Nie Ying, the price is too high and the cost-effectiveness is not high."

Gu Yang didn't say a word, not even raising his eyelids.

Seeing the other party like this, Xia Chun did not continue to discuss this topic. He looked out the window and paused for a long time before speaking.

“It’s right next to this hospital.”

His tone became even colder: "My mother bought a house in a newly opened real estate project, about seven or eight years ago. Because the location was good and it was positioned as a high-end community, the price was very high, and she spent almost all the money she had on it."

"She really wanted to have a house that was truly her own, so she was very happy at the time and kept watching various videos about decoration."

"But I didn't expect the development company to go bankrupt, and the community later became an unfinished building."

"My relationship with her was very strained, but when I saw the expression on her face when she came back from there, I couldn't help but hug her because I was really afraid that she would jump off the building."

"During that time, she kept telling me that the house was gone and the money was gone, but I didn't feel anything."

"It was several years later that she finally came to terms with it. Now she doesn't walk to the edge of the community without noticing."

"Has no one taken care of that unfinished building?" Gu Yang finally reacted.

"Who cares?" Xia Chun sneered, "The developers all went bankrupt and ran away. Later, some people came to inspect the property, but nothing came of it in the end."

"Don't underestimate this issue of real estate. Families like ours are sometimes tied to one house for their entire lives."

At this point, Xia Chun relaxed his tone and said, "It happened so long ago anyway. I just happened to think of it and wrote down what I felt."

"At the time I felt like the sky was falling, but I managed to get through it in the end. Why would I commit suicide over this?"

He spread his hands and shrugged, and perhaps because of his emotional ups and downs, his body language was a little more exaggerated.

His words were completely pointed, and he obviously felt Gu Yang's emotions at the time.

Gu Yang still didn't look at him. She kept grabbing the tassels on the blanket, and finally spoke softly.

"That makes sense. Let's encourage each other."

Xia Chun didn't care whether the other party listened to him or not. Anyway, he had said everything he wanted to say.

"But saving you is a good deal for me. To thank me, the Gu Group actually approached me for further cooperation on what was originally just a promotional activity."

He said this lightly, and this sentence was also to separate the relationship between him and Gu Yang.

He wanted to say something else, but Gu Yang opened the voice message that had just been sent from his phone.

"Ayang, I'm already in the lobby and will be coming up soon."

The voice that came in was He Mingan's voice.

Gu Yang was holding his phone while talking on it, but his eyes were on Xia Chun.

Xia Chun's face changed instantly. The bustling footsteps outside made him feel oppressed.

"I have to go first." He tried his best to stay calm and added, "Don't tell him that I was here."

But after he said this, he did not walk out, but looked outside.

The ward they were in was on the third floor. Xia Chun stared down for a moment and then simply turned over and went down.

Gu Yang did not expect that Xia Chun would not follow the right path. He got off the bed and looked outside. He saw Xia Chun groping his way down along the pipe outside. The sound of his landing was a bit heavy, but it didn't seem to be a big deal.

Xia Chun looked up at him, then hurried away.

"Ayang." The door opened and He Mingan walked in. He looked at the figure lying outside the window with his back to him. The wind blew the hospital gown, and the figure looked particularly thin. He was even barefoot.

"How can you stand there wearing so little?"

He pushed Gu Yang back to the bed, covered him with a blanket, and went to close and lock the window. Before closing it, he glanced outside inadvertently, but found nothing.

After doing all this, he sat next to Gu Yang, and looking at the other person's face that seemed fine, he finally calmed down his breathing and heartbeat.

"Aren't you going abroad for some business?" Gu Yang asked, "Have you finished it?"

Gu Yang seldom took the initiative to care about such issues as his. Now it sounded as if he was just making small talk because he felt uncomfortable. He Ming'an narrowed his eyes. He noticed that there was still dew on the side, which was obviously the bouquet that had just been brought over, but he didn't say much.

"Everything is ready, so I bought the ticket and came back early."

He was still wearing a thin suit. He hadn't had time to change his clothes when he rushed back from a country where the weather was still pleasant. He rushed all the way here after getting off the airport.

He smiled and said, "It's just that before I boarded the plane, I heard the news that you fell into the water. Although you are fine, I am still a little worried on the way."

"The vice principal told me that it was Nie Ying who pushed you." He Ming'an observed Gu Yang's eyes and caught a guilty look on his face.

"But the surveillance cameras at the time didn't capture it, so it's hard to prove it." He Ming'an made a distressed expression, "It was only later that another set of surveillance cameras showed a classmate entering the monitoring room and secretly adjusting the camera angle."

He spoke slowly and leisurely, not seeking accountability, but just laying the matter out.

Gu Yang wrapped himself in a blanket and looked at the air conditioner in the ward. After closing the window, the temperature obviously went up, making his pale cheeks turn a little red.

He had a sloppy look on his face, as if he was both righteous and confident.

"No? I don't want to be watched by a camera the whole time I have to find a place to rest."

It turns out you all know it.

He Mingan thought silently.

Whether it was the last time in the library or even longer ago, he thought Ayang was too slow and sometimes he didn't even bother to hide it.

The air froze for a moment. Seeing his dazed look, Gu Yang took out an orange from the fruit basket beside him and handed it to him: "Do you want to eat it?"

It's just like a cat that gives you a claw and then swipes you with its tail.

He Mingan took the orange, peeled it open and gave half to Gu Yang, then slowly put the rest into his mouth.

When he received the news, it was already midnight there.

He had just finished his work, took a shower and was about to rest on the bed in the hotel when Ying Jiayi called him.

He was so cold that his blood froze.

He no longer remembered the specific circumstances, he only remembered that he hurriedly packed his luggage, grabbed his visa and passport in his hand, bought the nearest flight and rushed back.

But no matter how urgent it was, the plane had to take off as planned. He felt that the few minutes when the wings were lowered and taxied slowly were like a year.

Ying Jiayi had clearly told him that nothing was wrong and she looked in good spirits.

He didn't know what he was afraid of.

Suddenly, there was a voice in his heart telling him to go back quickly, go back quickly, and not be late for a second.

As if he had ever missed something.

The feeling was too strong. Even though he was sure that such a thing had never happened, he finally just followed his heart and went back quickly.

It wasn't until he saw Gu Yang standing there alive that his heart finally settled down.

He had no time to think about where the panic came from, but there was a more important question now.

He could feel the changes that had been taking place in Gu Yang over the past few days, and something was gradually awakening.

This can be seen from today's words.

In the past, Gu Yang never cared about the gazes of others on him.

It won't cause any doubts.

This is a good thing.

But if this continues, the way we got along with others in the past may not be applicable now.

He Ming'an suppressed his expression, stood up and poured water for Gu Yang, but didn't say anything else.

-"Have you heard? Gu Yang from Class 11 fell off the diving platform of the swimming pool a few days ago."

"I heard it was Nie Ying from their class who pushed him. It's really scary."

"The swimming pool is temporarily closed to the public because of this."

"It's not just about the two of them. Xia Chun from our class was also there. She was the one who jumped into the swimming pool to save someone."

"Ah? But didn't she say she was afraid of water? That's why she asked for leave every time she attended swimming class."

"You don't want to play with us, but you're still pretending to be noble. When you meet the young master of the Gu family, you rush over to him. Isn't this a benefit?"

The students who were originally talking gradually lowered their voices because they noticed Xia Chun coming in.

He still had that cold and world-weary expression on his face, and it was unclear whether he had heard what had just been said. He just pulled out a stool and sat down in his seat as if nothing had happened.

He has always been the type of person who would fight back on the spot if someone touched his face, and his yin and yang skills are very deep, so few people at the scene dared to say anything to his face.

Xia Chun opened the book to review. From the corner of his eye he noticed that Song Yinxing was not sitting at his seat, and he didn't know where he was doing.

With a creak, the door of the swimming pool was pushed open.

Gu Yang, who was approved to be discharged from the hospital as it was not a serious matter, was still on the phone, talking to the other end with a faint smile.

"Didn't He Mingan lock the swimming pool? How did you get in?"

The voice on the other end fell silent.

“…Pried it open.”

Gu Yang was amused by this answer and curiously asked for details, seeming to have completely forgotten the unpleasantness of the last time. He smiled and leaned against the wall: "Why did you come to me? Didn't you say you wanted to give me a surprise?"

The person on the other side hummed softly, and then said, "Look up."

Gu Yang subconsciously did as he said.

The moment he looked up, he saw a figure standing on the diving platform.

The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't see clearly who it was. He could only squint his eyes and aim at the person through the blurry shadow.

"Ah," he said lightly, "I see you."

"Okay." The other side said briefly.

Then, Gu Yang looked at the figure and fell down from the diving platform.

As his pupils shrank incredibly, the phone in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Then came a sound so violent that it was enough to shatter his eardrums, and it broke through the water surface regardless of everything.