Chapter 102 Yesterday Was Like Death
Tan Lirang made Wen Shuang very angry.
After a tedious examination, Tang Weisheng sat halfway on the bed with a nasal oxygen tube inserted. Tan Li carefully touched his shoulder and asked softly, "Do you want to lie down and sleep for a while?"
Tang Weisheng shook his head, then looked towards the door and frowned fiercely.
Tan Li followed his gaze and immediately took two steps at a time, pulling Wen Shuang up from the ground. "What are you doing?"
"Why are you stepping on it?" Wen Shuang's eyes were wide open, and her voice was filled with regret and a hint of grievance.
Tan Li: "..." What do you think?
"If you have any anger, come to me. Don't waste food." Wen Shuang said, touching the seafood box with her hand again, "Actually, there's nothing dirty inside. You can still eat it after opening it."
"No, no, no..." Tan Li hurriedly pulled the man away. What a joke! If Wen Shuang wanted to eat something he stepped on, his head wasn't made of iron. Who could resist President Xuan's revenge?
"What are you standing there for?" Tang Weisheng whispered, "Go out and buy him another one."
Tan Li hesitated: "But you..."
Tang Weisheng blinked and said, "Go ahead."
Tan Li seemed to understand something and nodded, but when he reached the door, he turned back and gently hugged Tang Weisheng. There were some things he didn't say, but he knew Tang Weisheng could understand. It was indeed not appropriate for the two of them to be frank with each other right now. Wen Shuang also saw their embarrassment and suddenly did this.
As soon as Tan Li left, Wen Shuang wrapped the seafood in a plastic bag and threw it into the trash can. Then she pulled a stool and sat next to Tang Weisheng, ignoring his disgusted look. "I'm not mentally prepared."
After a long silence, Tang Weisheng said in a hoarse voice, "What else?" He thought he would never wake up, and the troubles in this world had nothing to do with him anymore. He came with a burden and left cleanly, but he was still alive. Seeing Tan Li with an unshaven beard standing by his side, he was moved but more sad. If Tan Li had not known him, perhaps he could have lived an easier life.
"Since you're alive, it's a second life." Wen Shuang said gently, "I hope you'll have a new perspective on life." He pointed to the bandage on Tang Weisheng's wrist and said without hesitation, "After all, you died yesterday. During the time you were unconscious, not only Tan Li, but also your brother, me, and Aunt Tan were all very worried. Don't just think about the shadow Tang Wansu has brought you. Think more about us."
Tang Weisheng listened with an impatient look, and a suspicious red cloud drifted over his ears: "Stop being sentimental."
Wen Shuang shrugged and said, "Just listen to it."
Xuanzhe was about to come over when he heard the news, but was stopped by Wen Shuang. Little Quail carried the double amount of seafood bought by Tan Li and left the hospital in high spirits.
As soon as the door closed, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became cold.
Tan Lihu was a little afraid to look at Tang Weisheng. He couldn't tell how he felt and seemed a little dazed.
"Why, are you unhappy to see me wake up?" Tang Weisheng said.
These words were like hot oil poured into cold water. It seemed like nothing happened, but only Tan Li knew how much fear and timidity it splashed out. His eyes were dark, moving up inch by inch from Tang Weisheng's wrist, and finally fixed on the young man's face.
Tang Weisheng's scalp tightened when he looked at him, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Tan Li moved. He walked slowly to the bedside, sat down, and grabbed Tang Weisheng's bandaged left hand with trembling fingertips. He had not dared to look closely these days, always worried about committing some taboo, as if not looking at it meant that the wound did not exist.
The aftereffects were quite strong, and Tan Li heard his voice trembling, "Weisheng, when you did this, did you think of me?"
Tang Weisheng looked at Tan Li and gave a direct answer: "It was because I thought of you that I chose this path."
"You bastard!" Tan Li's voice suddenly rose eight octaves. All the emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart suddenly surged out. If it were someone else, he would have tied him up and beaten him long ago, but it was this person. He couldn't be touched. He always felt that a little more force would make him disappear. So he tried his best to build a warm nest to keep Tang Weisheng by his side forever, but Tang Wansu was nothing! She easily pushed Tang Weisheng into the abyss, and the speed of his disappearance far exceeded Tan Li's reaction. He was scared to death. Who can understand the feeling?
Tang Weisheng was slightly stunned, stunned by Tan Li's scolding, but then he smiled gently and relievedly: "Yeah, I'm a bastard."
Tan Li gasped for a few times, unable to hold back, and buried his face in Tang Weisheng's palm, muffled: "You scared me to death, what should I do if you leave? Why do you think I will fall in love with someone else?"
Thousands of words turned into one sentence: "Weisheng, don't leave me, you promise me."
Just as Wen Shuang said, yesterday was like death. Seeing Tan Li like this, some of the knots in his heart were suddenly untied at this moment. Tang Weisheng's nose felt a little sore, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, I promise you."
"Promise me what?"
"Promise you'll never leave again."
Tang Weisheng had never thought that a grown man could cry so much... Anyway, Tan Li was sleeping in the hospital bed tonight, sobbing and aggrieved, no longer knowing what "dignity" and "face" were. He was almost scared to death, so what was wrong with crying!
Tang Weisheng was in a bad mood and woke up at an irregular time the next morning. His consciousness was scattered and it was almost afternoon when he opened his eyes again.
The sky cleared up and sunlight streamed into the ward.
The person sitting beside the bed was not Tan Li, but Xuan Zhe. Wen Shuang was still starving, chewing on a box of biscuits. Tan's mother was also there, talking to Xuan Zhe with a loving face. Tan Li stood behind her, nodding from time to time.
Before Tang Weisheng could hear any sound, three words came to his mind: Heaven?
However, reality is always cruel. When Tang Weisheng's hearing recovered, he instantly fell into "hell".
Xuanzhe's posture was still dignified, which was a characteristic of the ceiling and could not be changed, but he showed a rare humility and was discussing relevant matters with his mother in a gentle voice.
"Weisheng is my younger brother. Since he's following Tan Li, I respect him." President Xuan said generously, "I can give him 15% of the shares as his dowry."
Tang Weisheng: ""What to marry
The word "dowry" made Tan's mother chuckle with her hands covering her lips. She had no idea about shares or not. She just thought that it was the best thing that the two children liked each other and both parents agreed.
Wen Shuang: "Wow!" Fifteen percent of the shares is not a small amount. You have to know that Xuan Zhong and Tang Wansu lived such a comfortable life before, with luxury goods all the time, but they only got a little dividend.
Gifts are exchanged. Tan's mother pulled a jade pendant from her pocket. It was crystal clear and round, emitting a quiet light. It was obviously an extraordinary piece. She handed it to Xuan Zhe and said nervously, "This was given to me by Tan Li's father. He bought it at an auction twenty years ago for a high price. It can provide for children and ward off disasters. I have kept it because I want to give it to my future daughter-in-law. Of course, if President Xuan feels it is not enough, you can ask Tan Li to pass it on to Chuan Yu..."
"No need." Xuanzhe took it and looked very satisfied: "It's enough."
Mr. Xuan doesn’t care much about money now, as he has no shortage of it.
"Okay, then let's settle this first." Xuanzhe continued.
Tang Weisheng: “…” My dear brother, everything is arranged clearly.
Wen Shuang finished a bag of biscuits and reached for another piece of bread on the table, but Xuanzhe patted her hand lightly, "Are you still going to eat dinner?"
Wen Shuang insisted on taking it. He liked the corn filling inside. He nodded as he tore open the package and said, "Eat it for dinner and bread too."
Xuanzhe: “…”
Talking about the thoughts of the older generation, young people who really like to eat well, and for some reason, always looking at Wen Shuang with an inexplicable familiarity, "Let him eat, let him eat, eat when he is hungry, and grow up."
Tan Li: "..." Forget it, you're already in your twenties and you don't need hair on your body
"Oh right." Tan's mother asked, "Xiao Wen is with Mr. Xuan, how about the dowry and betrothal gifts?"
It was just a casual question, but President Xuan suddenly straightened up with his back straight.
Wen Shuang smiled a little embarrassedly: "I don't have any money, so I don't have much dowry."
"As long as he asks for the betrothal gift, I will give him any amount." President Xuan said this and smiled for the first time today, with white teeth and full of confidence.
Show off.
Everyone: “…”
Relying on her woman's intuition, Tan's mother felt that she could not ask any more questions, and her chest felt inexplicably congested.
"Oh!" Wen Shuang turned her head and found Tang Weisheng looking at her with a look of despair. "You're awake!"
"Awake!" Tan's mother immediately stood up and pushed her son aside. She first checked Tang Weisheng's condition, then opened the insulated box at the bedside and asked anxiously, "Are you hungry? Of course you are. I was wondering how nutritional supplements could give you strength. Auntie made chicken soup for you. She bought an old hen at the market and used to make it every day, but you didn't wake up. The doctor said you can't eat."
Tan's mother talked a lot, but Tang Weisheng didn't show any impatience at all. Even Xuanzhe stood quietly by and listened.
As if she had noticed something, Wen Shuang leaned close to Xuan Zhe's ear and whispered, "I'll make chicken soup for you when we get back."
Xuanzhe turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows raised: "So good"
Wen Shuang wanted to tease him a little: "Wei Sheng should call Aunt Tan mom from now on. Then, you can call me dad..." Before she could finish her words, the back of Fate's neck was pinched.
Tang Weisheng drank the chicken soup, feeling a warm feeling rising from his heart to his body. He looked up and saw Xuanzhe grabbing Wen Shuang by the back of her collar and preparing to leave. He suddenly said, "Wenshuang, don't forget the ten figurines you mentioned."
Xuanzhe turned around and didn't call his brother childish this time. He smiled and said, "Don't mention ten. Wait for the goods."
Let's put it this way: Xuanzhe, the mysterious man who single-handedly drove up the price of high-end figurines. When Cao Nanyu negotiated with the figurine vendor, they repeatedly confirmed whether they really wanted so much. Cao Nanyu, accustomed to being generous, immediately promised to pay half the deposit. The vendor only reassured them with the money, adding some processing and processing. Three days later, Tang Weisheng, looking at five boxes of SpongeBob SquarePants in various shapes, felt a little light-footed...
Happiness just came too suddenly.
"Eat, eat." Tan Li followed behind with a bowl in his hand. Tang Weisheng had recovered well. The doctor said he could eat some rice or something in the next two days. Tan's mother immediately made braised pork. Of course, this was the only meat dish, and the rest were mainly vegetarian dishes that were easier to digest.
Tang Weisheng could go three days without food with his spiritual food! But how could Tan Li agree to that? While Tang Weisheng was about to speak, he scooped a large spoonful of vegetable rice and stuffed it into his mouth. Tang Weisheng frowned while chewing, not used to this posture: "Are you feeding a child?"
Tan Li took another bite and said, "No, you're my dad, eat more."
Tang Weisheng couldn't help but chuckle. He swallowed the food in his mouth and didn't want Tan Li to feed him. Instead, he took the food and ate it spoonful by spoonful himself. The more he ate, the more he enjoyed it.
Yesterday is dead.
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