Chapter 35: Heartbeat 35 beats like a normal couple

Not noticing Xu Youjing's surprised look, Wen Huai was looking at the empty space beside him.

"This bed should be able to sleep two people."

The night was quiet, and the person at the door heard everything.

He walked over and stopped beside the bed.

Wen Huai noticed the figure and was about to look up when his vision went dark.

Xu Youjing reached out and placed his hand on top of her head, as gentle as before.

"I won't sleep."

She looked up at him, only to see him raise his lips and say, "Those three times are enough."

Without waiting for her to ask, he whispered, "Okay, go to sleep."

These words seemed to be inducements. Wen Huai forgot to speak and just lay down with him holding his shoulders.

He pulled the quilt over her.

"sleep tight."

Only after the door was gently closed did Wen Huai open his lips and whisper, "Good night."

-

Aunt Ping brought lunch the next day. Wen Huai felt a little embarrassed and had to finish all the food to not let Aunt Ping's hard work go to waste.

After what happened yesterday, Aunt Ping paid extra attention to her diet. The ingredients and dishes she used not only had to suit her taste, but also had to be healthy and warm in nature, and not hurt her spleen and stomach.

"I was so scared that night. I didn't see you guys when I got home. I only found out when Yujing called me later. If Aunt Ping had known this would happen, she would have said she would have waited until tomorrow to get it."

"It's okay, Aunt Ping. It's just my old problem." She comforted him, "Does grandma know about it?"

"I said I would tell the old lady, but Yu Jing told her not to tell her and she would worry about it. She also said that if you were sure, you wouldn't do it either."

Wen Huai breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, Aunt Ping, I made you worry. This is just an old problem I've developed from bad habits. It usually gets better with some medicine and an injection. I didn't expect it to be so out of control this time."

"Don't worry, Aunt Ping is here, we'll take good care of your stomach."

"Um!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone next to him vibrated again and again.

Wen Huai took it and saw that it was Xu Youjing.

J: [Have you eaten?]

J: [What delicious food did Aunt Ping make?]

She curled her lips, took out her phone, took a picture of the sumptuous meal and sent it over.

At that moment, in the airport terminal, Xu Youjing was listening to Jiang Han describe his itinerary. His phone lit up, and he glanced down to check it. Jiang Han had also picked up the call.

A: [Picture]

A: [It’s super delicious. Have you eaten it?]

He typed: [We'll eat on the plane later.]

He was going to meet Sui Censhan today and told her so when he left this morning.

Along with this, there are his plans.

Although Xu Youjing didn't tell him everything, Wen Huai could guess the general idea from it. He not only had to catch the traitor, but also ensure that the new regulations passed smoothly and completely eliminated the possibility of over-exploitation.

Wen Huai hadn't contacted Sui Censhan since he was hospitalized. Although he followed his instructions, it would be a lie to say he wasn't worried.

I used to think he was abroad, but Xu Youjing said that he was receiving treatment in a hospital in China and his condition was improving.

J: [If everything goes well, I'll be able to come back before I'm discharged from the hospital.]

Wen Huai: [Okay.]

After some hesitation, she sent the three words: [I’ll wait for you.]

After sending it, I didn’t dare to look at it again. I quickly locked the phone screen and prayed that Xu Youjing would not reply, or -

A tremor destroyed the psychological defense she had built with great difficulty.

She didn't want to see what Xu Youjing sent, but her hands were out of control and she unlocked the phone nervously.

He said:

[good. ]

[I will definitely come back to accompany you.]

[sleep. ]

...

After Aunt Ping left, Wen Huai looked at his phone for a while and his eyelids became heavy, so he simply put the phone down and took a nap.

In her dream, she was having dinner with her father. Her father told her not to eat only vegetables but to eat more meat so that she could have a balanced diet and avoid getting sick. As a child, she obediently agreed.

The atmosphere is just right, so warm that it almost feels real.

At this moment, the door opened and a tired-looking woman walked in, not even changing into slippers, and collapsed directly onto the sofa.

It was her mother, Meilin.

In her dream, Wen Huai was filled with joy. Her mother was the director of an orphanage, and in her memory, she was always busy. The few times they spent time together were spent teaching and correcting her.

However, Wen Huai still longed to spend more time with his mother.

Just as she was about to call her, she heard her father ask, "If you didn't tell me you wouldn't come back for dinner tonight, I'd go get you a bowl."

"What are you taking?"

Mei Lin suddenly stood up from the sofa, pointing at this side and cursing, "The hospital is out of money. I ran around all day and didn't make a penny. And you guys are so good, you can't help at all and you're just eating and drinking at home. How dare you eat like that!"

Mei Lin pointed her finger at Wen Huai, and her ferocious eyes reminded her of many scenes.

The cold sweat on her forehead and back soaked her pillow and clothes. She suddenly opened her eyes and gasped.

His pupils were dilated and he stared at the ceiling in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

It turns out, it was just a dream.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated. She came back to her senses and saw the note. The chill that she had suppressed resurfaced.

I pressed the hang-up button subconsciously, and then the phone rang again.

Wen Huai held the phone case, and finally answered the call just before hanging up.

Meilin: "Why did you hang up on me?"

Wen Huai opened his mouth and asked again, "Do you have the key to your father's house?"

Wen Huai thought to himself, "What are you going to do?"

Mei Lin said impatiently: "I have already listed this house. Someone wants to see it. Come here before four o'clock, or I will call a locksmith."

Then, before she could ask "Why did you come to Beicheng", the call was hung up.

Wen Huai looked at the time. It was more than half an hour until four o'clock. She didn't care about not being able to be discharged from the hospital. She put on her clothes and left.

It was already 4:15 when I arrived at the family building by taxi. As soon as I closed the car door, I saw a plainly dressed woman with her hair tied up in a bun standing downstairs with a frown on her face.

That's Meilin.

Every time he wore a plain shirt, with his long hair tied behind his head, his brows furrowed, looking capable and simple.

But this is just how she appears in front of outsiders. In front of Wen Huai, she always speaks harshly and acts as if saying one more word is a waste of words.

She had already seen Wen Huai and was walking towards her quickly.

"Why are you still so unpresentable? Why don't you just come over here quickly? You're so shy and what are you standing there for?"

Wen Huai didn't want to talk to her any more, so he just asked, "Are you going to sell Dad's house?"

"Yes, give me the key." Mei Lin held out his hand. "I came to Beicheng specifically for this house. It would be best if the contract is signed tonight so I can rush back to Lingang."

Wen Huai suppressed his anger and tried to remain calm. "Why are you selling Dad's house? The property you divorced with was already divided, and this house isn't included."

"What do you know? A little kid is meddling in grown-up affairs. Give me the keys, you hear me?"

“No.”

"What did you say?"

Mei Lin was afraid of being overheard, so he moved closer. "Wen Huai, let me tell you again, I came all the way from Lingang just to sell this house. It's useless for you to say anything!"

As she spoke, she was about to search her body. Wen Huai broke free, and the back of his hand that was receiving the injection hit the bracelet on her wrist, causing her to frown in pain.

"Wen Huai! Why are you so stubborn!"

"Is the welfare home out of money again?"

Meilin pursed his lips tightly, obviously she was right.

"Your orphanage is out of money, so why are you selling my dad's house? If the orphanage is out of money, go to the local Civil Affairs Bureau to apply and appeal. What are you doing in Beicheng? You're already divorced, so you have no right to use this house!"

"What are you talking about!"

Wen Huai found it funny: "Back then, you said I was lucky, that I moved to Lingang early with the welfare home, took away my passbook, and even took away the card where my dad had saved his salary for so many years. Why didn't you think about what you were doing?"

"I...I need it urgently. The orphanage needs money to move, and those children don't need money. Where will the money come from? Will it be blown away by the wind?"

A car horn sounded, and they looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a family of three getting out of the car. They thought they were the people who came to look at the house.

Mei Lin waved at them and lowered his voice to warn her: "Wen Huai, there's no time to mess with you. People are coming. Hurry and take out the keys!"

Without waiting for Wen Huai to speak, Mei Lin caught a glimpse of her walking quickly towards the family and hurriedly chased after her.

As soon as I arrived, I heard the family complaining, "What do you mean you're not selling it anymore? We're all here, and you're saying that again? What were you doing earlier?"

Mei Lin didn't care about Wen Huai, pushed her away and comforted them.

Wen Huai's cold voice drowned out hers, "This house is not hers. She is a liar. Otherwise, ask her to take out the household registration book or the key."

"Wen Huai!"

Wen Huai seemed to ignore them and raised his eyebrows at them: "See, she can't take it out."

The family was initially skeptical, but when they saw she couldn't produce it, their expressions changed. "You're such a liar! Honey, let's go! What a waste of time! It's unlucky!"

"No...don't go!"

The family walked even faster, paying no attention to Mei Lin's cries. Seeing she couldn't stop them, she turned her gaze towards Wen Huai.

"Look at you! Have you lost even the most basic manners your father taught you? How dare you call your mother a liar in front of outsiders? Your father is dead, and I am your only mother. How dare you talk to me like this? Have your family education also been eaten by dogs?"

The words "Your father is dead" were like tens of thousands of needles piercing Wen Huai's heart. She stared at her mother in a daze, not saying a word for a long time.

"Don't sell the house. You can keep your dad's broken house if you want, but there's something you have to do!"

Mei Lin was fiddling with his phone when Wen Huai felt it vibrate.

She thought: "Go meet this guy, it would be best if we could become boyfriend and girlfriend."

Wen Huai doubted his ears: "What did you say?"

"Blind dates, are they that hard to understand?" Mei Lin couldn't hide her disgust. "This man's family is very rich. If you can hook up with him, just be happy!"

She was still trying to find something from her bag when she heard Wen Huai say firmly, "I'm not going."

"You said you don't want to go? This is not up to you. I told others -"

"I'm married."

Mei Lin suddenly looked up, and this time she couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Wen Huai spoke word by word: "I'm married, I can't go."

“Bang!”

The palm wind suddenly blew up the loose hair on his forehead, and the force without any restraint caught Wen Huai off guard. He staggered back two steps before he could stand firm.

"How can you be so shameless! Which wild man? Huh?"

Her left cheek was burning, and even the tinnitus blurred her ears, making it difficult for her to hear the discussions around her and Mei Lin's abuse.

Wen Huai said nothing, bit his lip to try not to let the tears fall, then turned and left.

Mei Lin caught up and Wen Huai started running.

She ran faster and faster until her throat was dry and she couldn't breathe. She didn't slow down until she had completely left Mei Lin behind.

Maybe she ran too fast suddenly, her stomach was churning, and she didn't care about her image anymore, and she leaned against the tree trunk to retch.

For a moment, her mouth was filled with a sweet and nauseating taste. Wen Huai had no strength left and half-knelt down. She didn't know whether it was tears or sweat mixed together, dripping at her feet.

It was getting off work, and the road was busy with cars and pedestrians.

They passed by Wen Huai, looking at each other and wondering how this little girl could get so drunk in broad daylight.

But she didn't care about these. After vomiting for a while, her stomach felt much better.

She had just heard her phone ringing and when she checked it, she saw five missed calls, four of which were from Meilin. She blacklisted the call and called back the other one.

After only two rings, Tian Xitong's voice appeared in his ears.

"Are you busy?"

"No, my phone is not with me." Wen Huai's voice was a little hoarse. "Senior sister, what's the matter with you calling me?"

"Look, I just found out you were in the hospital today. You can just come to the wedding the day after tomorrow. I'll find someone else as the bridesmaid."

Wen Huai wanted to say that he was fine, but was afraid of delaying the process, so he asked politely, "Will it be difficult to find it?"

After all, the reason I chose her in the first place was because I didn’t have enough bridesmaids.

"Don't worry about it. Nothing in the world can be solved with money." Tian Xitong told her to have a good rest. "See you at the wedding then."

"good."

The burning pain in his cheek had subsided, but Wen Huai could still feel the pulling pain when he closed his lips.

You can tell it's swollen without even looking.

Calculating the time, it was almost time for Aunt Ping to deliver dinner. Wen Huai wiped away his tears and took a taxi back to the hospital.

Fortunately, apart from the unhappiness of meeting Meilin, everything went smoothly afterwards.

The nurse didn't notice she sneaked out, and Aunt Ping didn't notice her cheek was swollen. It was worth it that she applied ice packs as soon as she came back, as half of her face was so cold that she was numb.

At night, she lay in bed, and the silence around her was eerie.

Maybe it was because of the high-end ward, but Wen Huai couldn't even hear the sound of the nurses walking outside the corridor.

Turning over in the bed, she took her cell phone and found Xu Youjing's dialog box.

The above information still stops at dinner.

He asked her if Aunt Ping had come and what she had eaten. She took a photo and sent it to him.

They also had a phone call in the afternoon. There was a faint noise on the other end of the line. They hadn't said a few words when Jiang Han's voice came. He explained his itinerary to her before hanging up the phone.

They reported in today like a normal couple.

I don't know if he has finished his work now.

I typed a few words in the chat box, but she deleted them all.

Originally, as his secretary at work, she knew all his schedule, and now they lived under the same roof and were his legal wife. There was no space between the two of them at all.

She didn't want to be as distant as her parents, but she was also afraid that being too close would disgust him.

As they get along now, Xu Youjing probably doesn’t hate her, but he doesn’t like her either.

She knew what was going on.

There are some things that she could digest on her own before, and she can do it now.

She turned off her phone secretly and no longer felt sleepy.

The silent night stretched out the time. Wen Huai curled up and lay down, his left cheek not touching the pillow, and there was still a slight pain.

Just as she was about to turn to the right, the phone in her palm vibrated, prompting her to look.

But just this one glance pierced through the paper of grievance that Wen Huai had been hiding for the entire afternoon, and his nose felt sore.