Chapter 60 Things You Don't Know

This farewell ceremony was long enough, but being there made it feel short.

Aside from the critical condition notice, the doctor did not provide them with any further information. The old man was frail and elderly, and his body was weak and unstable.

Even if they are saved this time, the next time they are critically ill is probably not far away.

However, people outside the emergency room were still praying anxiously that it was just another false alarm.

Pray that the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" will still work this night.

It was late at night, and the corridor was quiet.

Before anyone knew it, Li Jichuan had already gripped Su Pu's hand tightly and placed it on his leg.

He was physically exhausted, but his mind was so clear.

Uncle Wang, who had come along, had already fallen asleep. Su Pu and Li Jichuan sat silently side by side, each lost in their own thoughts, staring at the blank wall in front of them.

What if Grandpa doesn't wake up?

Li Jichuan suddenly spoke up, startling Su Pu, whose shoulders trembled.

He turned to take out his phone, but before he could type anything, he heard Li Jichuan laugh self-deprecatingly again.

"Actually, if he wakes up, I don't know what to do..."

“Xiao Pu…” Li Jichuan’s eyes were red, but he didn’t shed a tear. He looked at him in despair.

“You know, when Grandpa escaped death last time, he found that I was still the same old me, always arguing with him, never willing to do what he wanted, and always very busy... I could only see him three times a week, and when I did see him, I always disobeyed him.”

The voice suddenly became hoarse, choked with grievance and suppressed emotion, "Will he regret trying so hard to survive?"

"I regret it so much..."

Li Jichuan repeated, finally bursting into tears, "Su Pu, I regret it so much."

He couldn't help but imagine the world his grandfather saw after waking up last time.

Unable to speak, unable to eat independently for a long time, unable to eat the foods I liked, unable to drink the coffee I loved...

His grandson was busy with work every day, his daughter was always scheming for his inheritance, and everyone was busy coming and going, leaving him alone on his sickbed, staring wide-eyed, waiting for death to come.

Actually, Grandpa must be very happy every time he comes over, right?

I want to hear him talk, I want to know what he's been up to lately, I want to be a part of his life, and witness his joys and sorrows.

And he, aside from listening to his rambling, almost never gave him any real companionship.

Humans are so strange!

When you realize you're about to lose something, you care about it terribly; but once the crisis is over, you stop treasuring it.

His current regret not only proves his slowness and stubbornness, but also his laziness and incorrigible nature.

It was all his own fault.

Li Jichuan lowered his head, suppressing his sobs.

Seeing him break down emotionally, Su Pu also felt bad.

They came out in such a hurry that he couldn't find a single tissue in his pockets, so he could only clumsily wipe away Li Jichuan's tears with his free hand.

Because Zhao Qing died young, he could no longer recall the scene of losing his loved one. Su Pu became anxious because he could not empathize with Li Jichuan.

He stood up, intending to go to the old man's ward to get some tissues.

“I’ll go…” Li Jichuan sniffed. “I’ll take care of it while I’m at it, otherwise Uncle Wang will feel even worse when he wakes up and sees me like this.”

He settled Supu.

"Stay here and keep Uncle Wang company. Call me if anything happens, and I'll be right back."

Su Pu nodded, her little face full of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it..." Li Jichuan patted the back of his hand and then let go of his hand.

Su Pu nodded to him, reassuring him that he was still here.

...

The ward is on the same floor. Turn the corner and walk another 100 meters. It's the first ward near the elevator.

With Grandpa gone, the room felt much emptier.

Li Jichuan remotely controlled the wheelchair, took a tissue box from the table next to the hospital bed, and was about to leave when he noticed that the old man's drawer was not closed properly.

Several receipts peeked out from the gap in the drawer.

Li Jichuan tidied them up; the old man was almost obsessive about such details.

Back then, Li Jichuan, who had lost his parents, moved in with his grandfather. In the first year, he was almost driven to the brink of collapse by his grandfather's tedious rules.

Looking back now, it was precisely because of those strict rules that he developed his meticulous, rigorous, and watertight personality.

Just as I was about to close the drawer, a black-screened phone inside suddenly lit up.

Li Jichuan picked it up and examined it. The phone was heavy and thick, and looked quite old. It came from a no-name brand that Li Jichuan had never even heard of.

What does Grandpa need this for?

He tapped the screen again, and the screensaver turned out to be his photo.

He was wearing a high school uniform and holding a trophy; the image was very blurry, probably taken from somewhere else.

Li Jichuan swiped the screen and, to his surprise, it unlocked instantly.

The page is a memo app, with a rotating "Sync" icon in the upper right corner, and a list of memos saved on the phone below.

As if possessed, he clicked on the first item in the list.

Today, Mr. Li and I went to try on formal wear. He looked great in the sample, very handsome! But mine still needs to be altered by a tailor. At noon, Mr. Li and I ate at a Yunnan restaurant. He said you really like their food, and you always go there because you miss your hometown. I think that whenever Mr. Li craves Yunnan cuisine, he might also be thinking of you and his parents.

My thumb landed stiffly on the screen, and the memo slid to the next entry.

It's clear that these words were written by Su Pu for his grandfather.

But why write all this?

Mr. Li made a game just for me...hehe, actually it's a small demo of a game he's been developing. Even so, I'm very touched! And I discovered that he's never forgotten me, he just didn't know that the person from high school was me! Remondo is about to launch its open beta, and Mr. Li has put a lot of effort into it. I hope everything goes well for him!

Li Jichuan recalled that this incident occurred before the dress fitting, and it seemed that the memos were arranged in reverse chronological order.

However, since he was sharing with the old man, why did Su Pu deliberately conceal the grievances and injustices he suffered in high school... and not even mention his confession?

This little mute only speaks what he can manage.

He tapped the screen again.

I haven't visited you in a long time because I caught a cold. I'm worried I might infect Mr. Li, but he keeps saying we're family and can get sick together.

Grandpa, Mr. Li gave me the first watch his father gave him, and we even had a snowball fight together—although I felt it was a bit unfair to him to have a snowball fight with a disabled person, haha. Did you see the snow? The first snow of the year came so early! I bought Mr. Li a sweater, and he seemed to really like it; he wore it the day after he received it. I bought you the same one too. You must get better soon!

Every little thing they did was their most ordinary daily life.

Li Jichuan took a deep breath, his vision constantly blurred by tears, then slowly cleared again.

I got drunk yesterday, and I was a terrible drinker. By the way, what's Mr. Li like when he's drunk? Grandpa, have you ever seen him?

Upon seeing this, Li Jichuan couldn't help but smile again.

He felt that his grandfather must have smiled when he saw this.

Grandpa, I won second place in the coffee competition! I never expected it! I bought Mr. Li a real bracelet this time. He was so happy, so I've decided to use the prize money from the next competition to buy him something too.

Li Jichuan sighed helplessly and looked at the two bracelets on his wrist.

He's already said it, he really doesn't care if it's real or fake, as long as Su Pu gives it to him, he'll wear it.

As time went further back, he realized how sad Su Pu had been.

Grandpa, I want to confess something to you. Did you notice? The bracelet I gave Mr. Li was fake. Why would that be? Why would my mother leave me a fake bracelet? But Mr. Li always wore it. Mr. Li is a very gentle person.

How stupid!

Li Jichuan murmured softly, "Is she stupid, Su Pu?"

The fingers, uncontrollably, continued to trace back.

At this moment, Li Jichuan is like a fish swimming against the current of time, tracing back to a truth that is already obvious.

Grandpa, Mr. Li's matter has been resolved smoothly. I helped with a little bit. We'll probably be back on Wednesday. Please be a good boy/girl and listen to the doctor, and wait for us to come home!

Grandpa, I've arrived in Yunnan... The decision was a bit sudden, I hope it didn't scare you? Mr. Li's illness isn't serious, it's just that he's been busy with work and has been putting it off, but I've already made him rest, and I even made him dumplings. Mr. Li ate the whole plate of dumplings, he'll definitely recover soon!

Li Jichuan's gaze was exceptionally gentle as he lightly stroked the screen with his thumb.

The dumplings were delicious. He couldn't remember if he had thanked Su Pu... Did Su Pu like the dumplings he made?

The silly little mute boy had been sharing information with his grandfather all along.

No wonder Grandpa seems to know so much without him having to say it...

Li Jichuan sniffed, looking back repeatedly:

Su Pu's daily life is always romantic and joyful, and he is mentioned in every single post.

They went to cheer for Ouyang's football match together, ate together, talked about his rehabilitation progress, and the arguments he had with Mantian...

The list was so long that it took me ages to scroll to the bottom.

This was the first message Su Pu left for Li Peirong.

Grandpa, thank you for accepting me. I've also saved the recording Mr. Li left me on this phone; you can listen to it by opening the player. Don't worry, I'll keep you updated on Mr. Li's activities in my notes. We will always love each other, from a long time ago, and into the long, long future!

recording?

What's the meaning?

He exited the notes app, and the media player was right next to the screen; he clicked on it.

There are three recordings in total.

If you bully me again, I will report you to...

The faint memories suddenly became intense. Before the episode finished playing, Li Jichuan's fingers trembled as he clicked on the next one.

What does bullying me prove? It proves nothing...

Li Jichuan moved his finger down, took a deep breath, and remembered everything about that day.

You know Li Jichuan, right? He's my boyfriend, and we're going to get married...

He scrolled the progress bar back to the beginning and restarted the playback.

[A senior in high school...we're going to get married someday...]

Play it again.

We'll get married someday...

Tears welled up in her eyes again.

It turns out that someone was protecting him in a place he didn't know, without his awareness.

The old man conquered the business world and built the Li family into a powerful enterprise. How could he not see whether their previous actions were hypocritical exploitation or genuine affection?

Therefore, at first, Li Peirong did not completely trust Su Pu.

Su Pu found him and played the recording for him, tirelessly recording their daily life and the Li Jichuan that the old man could not see.

It turns out there was never any "chemistry" between them; it was Su Pu who had been silently connecting these two stubborn and insincere fools.

Su Pu was helping him make up for those regrets that he held so dear.

Li Jichuan didn't know; he knew nothing.

This mute little boy, who couldn't speak, loudly expressed the love that he and his grandfather couldn't express in words.

...

Su Pu waited for a long time, but Li Jichuan still didn't return, so she simply came to check on him.

Fortunately, he arrived. Li Jichuan was already huddled in his wheelchair, sobbing uncontrollably.

In the stillness of the night, Li Jichuan held Su Pu tightly in his arms.

How should I love you?

Su Pu, I really love you so much, and I love this world so much!