Chapter 72: Indescribable

Wen Zhiheng's face turned extremely pale, and he laughed at himself.

"Why bother saving me? You might as well just let me sleep in the mine forever."

Chen Shiyi's voice was hoarse.

"You are seven years older than me, and yet you act like a child? I just don't like you, but I don't want to give up your life."

She looked back and said.

"Wen Zhiheng, can't I even have the desire to reject someone if I don't like him/her? Do I have to accept you just because you like me?"

"Your likes are your business, my dislikes are my business. I hope you won't force me."

Chen Shiyi felt that everyone should calm down, after all, everyone was injured, it just happened.

She stood up and walked out, but suddenly there was a thud behind her. Wen Zhiheng fell off the bed, crawled to her side, hugged her feet, his eyes red.

"Eleven, don't leave. I won't force you. If you don't like me, then don't like me. It doesn't matter. Don't leave, okay?"

Chen Shiyi was truly shocked. When had she ever seen Wen Zhiheng like this? She just didn't like him. Was it really so hard for him to accept?

"Please don't go. Please, just stay here as long as I can see you."

Chen Shiyi couldn't bear it.

"Don't be like this. I won't leave. I'll go get someone to help you up."

Blood seeped from Wen Zhiheng's head again, the white cloth was dyed red, and his broken right leg had to be tied up again.

Wen Zhiheng kept holding Chen Shiyi's sleeve tightly, fearing that she would leave.

I reluctantly let go of her hand only when it was time to go to bed at night.

Xue Lianxing came to talk to Chen Shiyi.

Outside the county town, they walked along the river.

"When will you return to Beijing?"

"I'm not sure yet. It may take some time."

"I heard about your situation at the clinic. Your eldest son is a sentimental man. If you follow him to the capital, your life will be better."

"Maybe!"

Seeing that Chen Shiyi didn't look well, Xue Lianxing tried to comfort her.

"You should be more restrained. After all, you are the master. If you are too stubborn, I am afraid you will get hurt."

Chen Shiyi didn't seem to want to talk about this.

"Brother, we have been together for so many years. I treat you like my own brother. After returning to Beijing, I don't know if I will have the chance to see you again."

Xue Lianxing didn't know why she suddenly felt so sad.

"Eleven, we will definitely meet again in the future. Since it is inconvenient for you to come out since you are back in Beijing, I will take Su Niang and Hao Er to Beijing to find you."

On a silent night, the leaves of the weeping willows by the river bank fell to the ground in the cold wind. Chen Shiyi's eyes suddenly turned red. In this bleak and chilly weather, there was always someone warming himself.

Xue Lianxing felt very distressed seeing Chen Shiyi like this.

"Eleven, Pei Xiucai has sent me many letters, all for you. When they arrive at my home in Ping'an Town, go and take a look!"

Chen Shiyi calmed down and asked with a smile.

"Don't you usually dislike my lack of contact with Pei Luo?"

Xue Lianxing sighed.

"It's not good for you or him to be with him. You will be happier when you are with him. I just hope you won't suffer so much..."

Chen Shiyi had tears in his eyes and his lips curled up.

"No, I won't read it. Please keep it for me. If he comes next time, remember to return the letter to him."

After staying in the hospital for half a month, the doctor gave them some instructions and let them go.

Wen Zhiheng seemed to already know about Wen Zhiyuan's affairs.

Chen Shiyi saw them talking in the room for an entire afternoon. After the conversation, Wen Zhiyuan opened the door, saw Chen Shiyi, and smiled knowingly.

Chen Shiyi didn't know how they finally solved the problem.

But the result with a smile will never be bad.

Back at the Fengming Mine courtyard, the Wen family was busy.

Usually Chen Shiyi takes care of things, but now her hand is seriously injured and it will take a long time to heal.

Wen Zhiheng's right leg was broken and he needed to stay in bed to recuperate.

Fortunately, Chen Shiyi had left some money for them, so they didn't have to go out in the wind and sun to earn money.

Just the housework at home is a headache for several people.

Chen Shiyi can't do anything, so she asks Rui'er to read books for her every day, or often takes a walk in the pavilion in the bamboo forest. Now she feeds him every meal, washes his clothes, and washes his hair and bathes him...

Wen Zhirou said softly one time when she was washing her hair.

"If you have nothing to do, go talk to my brother. He is lying alone in his room, feeling very depressed."

Chen Shiyi was lying on Rui'er's swing, swaying, his thick black hair swaying gracefully with the swing.

"If he's sick, take good care of him. I'm afraid I'll upset him by saying something unpleasant."

Wen Zhirou was washing clothes with hot water. When she heard Chen Shiyi say this, she was silent for a while.

"His mental illness is even more serious. It's good for you to make him angry."

Chen Shiyi seemed not to hear. Her eyes were slightly closed and her eyelashes trembled. A few rays of light from the apricot tree leaked onto her. Her blue clothes looked white and old, but seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy light.

Wen Zhirou naturally understood Chen Shiyi's personality, so she stopped trying to persuade her and just learned to take better care of her every day.

A few days later, Mrs. Wen found her.

"Go and see Heng'er. He has become extremely thin. He doesn't talk to anyone and can't even smile."

Chen Shiyi tilted his head.

"Didn't he take his medicine?"

"I took my medicine and meals on time, but I just felt like I had lost my vitality and wasn't living like a human being anymore."

Chen Shiyi understood.

"The eldest young master is ill, so it's natural for him to be like this. No one can be in a good mood when they are ill. After a while, he will get better and everything will be fine. He once told me that people can be depressed, but they can't be depressed forever. I believe he can do it. Don't worry, ma'am..."

"Eleven, you clearly know who caused Heng'er's illness, why are you so cruel?"

Chen Shiyi raised his eyes and spoke calmly.

"I'm just trying to warn you. The young master shouldn't have developed feelings for a maid. If he does that, how will he be able to withstand the rumors that will spread all over the place when he returns to the capital?"

"Madam wouldn't agree, would she?"

"Madam, you should persuade the young master that at his age, he should be more open-minded about everything."

Mrs. Wen looked at Chen Shiyi in astonishment. She couldn't imagine that Chen Shiyi in front of her was so sober and calm.

Even though Heng'er's clothes became looser for her, she remained indifferent.

That night, the candles in Wen Zhiheng's room burned all night.

The next day, Mrs. Wen walked up to Chen Shiyi and knelt down on both knees.

Chen Shiyi was very surprised.

"Madam, if you have anything to say, please talk to me. How can I bear this?"

"Eleven, please go check on Heng'er. He fell asleep last night and it's noon now. I called him but he still hasn't woken up. I'm really worried that something has happened to him."

Chen Shiyi frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

"How about I go get a doctor?"

She remembered something and said something.

"Was it the injury on the head that caused the coma?"

Wen Zhirou quickly helped Mrs. Wen up. Chen Shiyi was such a blockhead that it was useless even if he knelt down until his knees were broken.

"Eleven, the doctor said his injury is not serious. He doesn't want to wake up because of you. Do you understand? In fact, I think you shouldn't have rescued him from the mine. It would be better to just let him die on his own than to be so stubborn..."

Finally, Chen Shiyi finally entered Wen Zhiheng's room.

She sat beside his bed and looked at him quietly.

Her face was pale and thin, her lips were livid, and she just lay there quietly, without her former domineering, passionate and powerful demeanor, as if she was a corpse that could only breathe.

She sat here for three days.

People from the Wen family came and went, and the doctor also came during the visit.

He still didn't wake up.

Chen Shiyi thought that Wen Zhiheng was forcing her with his life, forcing her to accept him and like him.

She felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

It turns out that it is so difficult to dislike someone.

She raised her hands wrapped in white cloth. Soft light came in through the small window, shining on the white cloth. Tears fell drop by drop, moistening the tenderness.

She lost to her own kindness.

"Master, if you wake up, I will try to like you!"