Chapter 25. Bai Xiao: My wife praised me today, hehe.
Bai Xiao's face turned suspiciously red. "Today... there's a pretty important meeting."
He no longer dared to look at Song Huai, and bent down to clean up the leftover lunchbox that Song Huai had eaten.
Song Huai felt strange. Bai Xiao hadn't dressed up this elaborately when she attended Bai Jingzhong's birthday banquet last time. What kind of meeting was this that was more important than his father's birthday?
Song Huai blinked and stared at Bai Xiao, and before he knew it, he blurted out, "Bai Xiao, you look so beautiful today."
Caught off guard by Song Huai's praise, Bai Xiao stopped in his tracks, his face turned even redder, and he mumbled an "Mmm," his lips curving into an uncontrollable smile.
It took Song Huai a great deal of willpower to tear his gaze away from Bai Xiao. He forced himself to look down at the sheet music—he had been spending almost all his time in the hospital ward these days, with nothing to do but compose music.
After Bai Xiao put the lunchboxes into the bag one by one, she looked at Song Huai.
A ray of sunlight shone on Song Huai, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a halo. His amber eyes became even clearer and brighter under the light, and his features became even softer under the sunlight.
Suddenly, Bai Xiao felt that Song Huai was like a god who had mistakenly entered the mortal world. His eyes had a unique innocence and clarity, and he was so beautiful that he was out of place in this world.
Song Huai was completely absorbed in the score in his hands, thinking about how to handle this section. He was completely unaware of how charming he was.
Bai Xiao felt a surge of jealousy. Why did Song Huai, who was so wonderful, fall in love with someone else instead of her?
After a long internal struggle, Bai Xiao finally asked the question that had been weighing on her mind, "Song Huai, are you... close to that person from earlier?"
Song Huai didn't know why Bai Xiao suddenly asked this. He nodded and said, "Yes, we've been good friends since college."
"University?"
Has it really been that long?
Bai Xiao paused for a moment, still unwilling to give up, and continued to ask, "Do you... like him?"
"Pfft!" Song Huai burst out laughing. "How could that be? He and I are just good friends, nothing more."
Liu Weitian and Song Huai were close friends for many years, perfectly matched business partners, and more like family to each other. Since Song Boyu's death, Song Huai had no relatives left in this world. There was no longer any father-son relationship between him and Song Chengping. In Song Huai's heart, Liu Weitian and Qiu Wu were both his family.
After hearing Song Huai's words, the gloom that had lingered in Bai Xiao's heart for so long finally dissipated.
His mood brightened immediately, and he became much more talkative.
"Will your stomach still hurt today? How did you sleep last night?"
"Have you been eating well these past few days? Should we try a different restaurant tomorrow? But the doctor said you can only eat liquids for now."
"Just bear with it for the next few days. Once you're better, we'll go eat Chen's Beef Noodles together, and I'll add double the chili for you, okay?"
Like a machine gun, Bai Xiao asked Song Huai a lot of questions, from Song Huai's health to his diet and sleep, as if he wanted to know every detail of Song Huai's eating, drinking and excretion. Although Bai Xiao had already asked the doctor about Song Huai's health condition and had a general idea of what was going on, he still needed to hear Song Huai say it himself to feel at ease.
Song Huai answered Bai Xiao's questions one by one, wondering why Bai Xiao, who used to be so sparing with words, suddenly had so many questions today.
Bai Xiao stopped talking only when Song Huai's mouth was dry. He was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle. When did he become so long-winded?
Bai Xiao scheduled some of his afternoon work for the morning so he could spend more time with Song Huai in the afternoon.
That afternoon, Bai Xiao was processing emails on the sofa, while Song Huai was writing sheet music on the bed. The atmosphere between the two was more harmonious than ever before. Bai Xiao could see Song Huai with just a glance, and he could even catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye.
Bai Xiao felt a warm glow in her heart, as if her heart was filled with something, and she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Perhaps this feeling is what happiness is.
At this moment, Bai Xiao thought, how wonderful it would be if she could stay with Song Huairu forever, even if they were just doing their own things.
Time slipped by unnoticed, and it was already six o'clock. Bai Xiao had to leave; he still had to go to another hospital to visit his father.
Before leaving, Bai Xiao instructed Song Huai, "I have to take care of my father during this time. If I can't come, I will have my assistant send you food. I will let you know in advance via WeChat."
Bai Xiao took two more steps toward the door, still feeling uneasy. He turned back to Song Huai and said, "Remember to rest after you finish writing. Don't overwork yourself."
Song Huai responded repeatedly, and smiled as he bid farewell to Bai Xiao.
After Bai Xiao left, the smile on Song Huai's face immediately disappeared.
Song Huai never forgot the words Bai Xiao uttered in her sleep that night.
Bai Xiao called Song Boyu's name at such a coincidental time, it was hard for Song Huai not to overthink it.
Recently, Bai Xiao seems to have found an explanation for her unusual concern.
Song Huai knew that he and his younger brother were somewhat similar, especially their amber eyes.
Whenever Bai Xiao looks at him with concern, is he really looking at him, or is he thinking of someone else through his eyes?
Song Huai smiled bitterly, but none of that seemed to matter anymore.
Song Huai had heard that Bai Jingzhong was hospitalized again due to a serious illness, and with Bai Xiao visiting his father's ward so frequently these past few days, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Bai Jingzhong probably didn't have much time left.
This means that his marriage with Bai Xiao is also nearing its end. According to their prenuptial agreement, the day Bai Jingzhong dies will be the day they divorce.
That's enough, that's enough.
Let him stay by Bai Xiao's side for a little while longer, regardless of who he really is in Bai Xiao's eyes.
Let him be confused this once.
Bai Xiao was the Bai Xiao that Song Huai cherished and longed for for many years. He wished he could record every minute and every second he spent with her and engrave it into his mind.
Song Huai knew that in his life, apart from Bai Xiao, he probably wouldn't have the energy to fall in love with anyone else. In the days to come, Song Huai would carry these precious memories, both bittersweet, and continue to live a lonely yet resilient life in this world.
Song Huai sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. I'm a selfish older brother. After I die, I will remember to kowtow to you and apologize from the afterlife."
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