Is it today?
Ye Meiyan came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qing's eyes were blank for a moment, then she suddenly came to her senses and shook her head, "It's okay."
"I suddenly remembered that I have something to take care of." She quickly sorted out her things and said goodbye to the people around her. "Have fun, I'm leaving now."
"Eh——" Song Shuang opened her mouth wide, looking at Jiang Qing's back as she suddenly left in confusion. She looked at the others in confusion.
Wang Huaqi also looked over.
"It's Song Yao's side..." Ye Meiyan guessed.
"No," Chen Heng put down the cracked walnut in his hand, "It's Lin Nanyan."
The girl suddenly decided to leave after learning that Lin Nanyan had left, but——
What’s different about today, June 5th?
Hearing this, Ye Meiyan somehow suddenly remembered the scene where Lin Nanyan wanted to keep up with Jiang Qing but was stopped by the ringing bell.
The sudden buzzing of the ringtone brought Ye Meiyan back to her senses.
She looked towards the source of the sound and saw that Chen Heng let the phone ring continuously without answering it.
A familiar scene is repeated.
Ye Meiyan raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the boy, "Jiang Jiang has left."
So he doesn't have to stay here.
The familiar name touched a chord in Chen Heng's heart, and he finally made up his mind at this moment.
"Thanks."
Chen Heng looked up, his eyes filled with a casual smile, just like when they first met, revealing his arrogance and flamboyance, as if he had let go of some burden.
He put away his phone, turned around and strode away.
Song Shuang and Wang Huaqiang looked at each other, stuffed two pieces of melon into their mouths, and pretended not to see anything.
Ye Meiyan: ...
She was sure that these two people were not thinking of anything good.
——
Jiang Qing ran out of the ward, her long hair disheveled, covering her red eyes.
"Hey, front," a nurse called from behind, "your hat fell off!"
Jiang Qing heard nothing. She pressed harder with her fingertips, and the vibration in her palm became more pronounced.
There were bursts of "beep" sounds, but no familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Pick it up, pick it up...
Why don’t you answer the phone?
Where is Lin Nanyan?
Is he going to leave without saying goodbye again?
Jiang Qing forced herself not to think about it, but those thoughts seemed to be deeply rooted in her heart, lingering and following her like a shadow.
As she was running, she suddenly stopped.
People are coming and going outside the hospital, the roads are connected in all directions, and every pedestrian has his or her own destination.
But Jiang Qing didn't. She was confused at that moment.
Where can she find Lin Nanyan?
He said nothing.
Jiang Qing stood there blankly.
"Jiang Jiang——"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and she suddenly lowered her head and looked at the mobile phone in her hand, where the timer had already started.
Jiang Qing pressed the phone to her ear with her hands shaking uncontrollably.
"Jiang Jiang," Lin Nanyan's voice was soft and gentle, "I have something urgent to do. Can I bring you some strawberry cake when I go back tonight?"
"No..." Jiang Qing opened her mouth and realized that her voice was choked with sobs.
"Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Lin Nanyan's speech suddenly became chaotic. "It's my fault. I'm sorry. I should have waited for you to come back. What happened to you?"
"Did something happen to Song Yao? Or Li Liang?" As he spoke, the sound of running came from the other end of the phone, "Wait a minute, I'll go back now."
Listening to Lin Nanyan's messy reaction, Jiang Qing inexplicably felt less sad.
"Neither," she sniffed. "Everything is going well with Song Yao. What's the urgent matter?"
Lin Nanyan paused, "My mother called me."
"We should go there." Jiang Qing nodded in understanding. Lin Nanyan probably hadn't seen Aunt Lin for a long time.
"Besides this matter?" she pressed. "Will you definitely come back tonight?"
Lin Nanyan: “Yes.”
Jiang Qing suddenly became quiet. She didn't say anything, and neither did Lin Nanyan.
The phone was still on, and the breathing between the two people was faintly audible, like an illusion.
"Okay, then I'll wait for your cake," Jiang Qing clenched her phone. "I want big strawberries."
"Okay." Lin Nanyan responded.
Jiang Qing didn't want to delay Lin Nanyan's precious time to see his mother, "Hang up."
"Jiang Jiang."
"Hmm?" Jiang Qing's fingers stopped touching the phone buttons.
"Is it today?" Lin Nanyan raised his eyes and looked at a black car parked not far away.
Jiang Qing was silent for a moment, "Yes."
"Today is the last day, so I'm really looking forward to seeing Strawberry Shortcake."
"You promised me."
“Say goodbye properly,” she said.
Someone got off a car in the distance. Lin Nanyan listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer and whispered to the girl on the other end of the phone, "I know."
Lin Yuke held an umbrella and looked at her son, who was taller than her. She reached out and patted his shoulder, "Can we go now?"
Lin Nanyan avoided her hand and got into the back seat from the other side.
Seeing this, Lin Yuke closed the passenger door and shook her head, looking a little amused.
Her son really doesn't do anything to give her face. He doesn't even want to sit in the same row with her.
"Are you unhappy?" Lin Yuke looked at the boy in the rearview mirror. "I specifically got the news from Wang Hong and went to the hospital to pick you up."
Lin Nanyan met Lin Yuke's gaze and said, "I remember I refused yesterday."
Lin Yuke didn't care about the boy's attitude. She said warmly, "Your Uncle Ding said that he must invite you. Today is Xiaoze's birthday. He likes you as a brother very much."
"Xiao Ze has turned one year old again and has grown a lot taller. The clothes I bought a month ago are now too short for him, and the same goes for his shoes. This child is a bit too wear and tear on shoes."
Although her mouth was full of complaints, anyone could hear the intimacy in Lin Yuke's words.
"He has to celebrate two birthdays a year, one according to the lunar calendar and one according to the solar calendar. How can we have that much time to spend with him?"
Lin Nanyan turned his head to look out the window. The sound of dripping rain mixed into the white noise of nature. Water droplets slid down the car window in a winding manner, and the scenery along the way was reflected in it, distorted and deformed, becoming bizarre.
"Ozawa is good in everything except his academic performance. But with a brother like you around, it's not a big deal."
"You don't need to give him a birthday present. He'll be very happy if you go. But Nan Yan, you need to spend more time and help him..."
"When will you divorce my dad?" Lin Nanyan asked suddenly.
Lin Yuke's smiling face froze instantly, and the car fell into dead silence.
"Does Ding Ze know about what happened between you two?" Lin Nanyan finally looked away and looked at the person in the driver's seat. "What did Uncle Ding tell him?"
With a "squeak", Lin Yuke suddenly stepped on the brakes.
She didn't expect Lin Nanyan to suddenly attack her. Hadn't everything been fine many times in the past?
She turned around, the smile on her face gone, and her voice became deep, "Nan Yan, you have been a good child since you were young. You should know what you are talking about."
Lin Nanyan looked at Lin Yuke without dodging or avoiding.
Two similar faces met at this moment, equally cold and solemn.
In the cold and silent atmosphere, Lin Yuke was the first to speak, "I thought you and Lin Chongshan were different."
"He's such a despicable person, and you actually want to imitate him."
"I thought you and I were natural allies," Lin Yuke said with a smile on her face. "It seems I was wrong. After all, you are his son and you bleed his blood."
"He is also your husband." Lin Nanyan calmly pointed out the fact.
Lin Yuke's heart suddenly flared up, and she shouted angrily: "He doesn't deserve it!"
As soon as she blurted out the words, she suddenly realized her mistake and put on a gentle face, but at this moment, the softness inexplicably seemed a little fake.
"We worked so well together before," Lin Yuke said, trying to be more approachable. "Lin Chongshan has been extremely busy these past two days. Aren't you happy? We can still work together in the future."
Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes and looked at the plastic cover of the brand new toy exposed under the car seat. "I just don't understand."
Lin Yuke repeatedly urged herself to be patient. She tried to soften her voice and asked, "What don't you understand?"
"When I was little, I was a burden." He raised his eyes, each crow feather distinct. "What am I now?"
"Chips?" he asked calmly.
"You..." Lin Yuke wanted to say that you have never been a burden, but a blood relative of hers, and a good baby she raised. But when she met Lin Nanyan's gaze, she always felt that everything about her was seen through.
Lin Nanyan looked at Lin Yuke, saw that she was speechless, and saw that her eyes and brows were gradually becoming cold.
"Okay, I admit it," Lin Yuke rubbed his brows, "I'm not that concerned about you."
She didn't know when it started, but the child Lin Nanyan always made her feel tired.
He was obviously not like this when he was a child. He would call "Mom" softly, rush to help pour milk and pass fruit, and curl up on the sofa in the middle of the night waiting for her to come home.
It seemed like in the blink of an eye, Lin Nanyan was covered in thorns.
When she looked at him again, this son had become extremely unfamiliar.
Lin Yuke felt a little regretful, but these emotions quickly dissipated. She was never one to dwell on the past.
"But at least, I've never let you go hungry. The bank card that Assistant Lin Chongshan gave you was also obtained by me. When he remembers that the child is older and needs pocket money," she sneered, "maybe in the next life."
"I'm always better than him." With Lin Zhongshan as her backup, Lin Yuke spoke with confidence. "You know how he treats you."
"Nan Yan," she said, her tone unconsciously becoming heavier, "You are my son, and that will never change."
The raindrops fell on the roof of the car in big drops, making crackling sounds, and the world fell into a muddy place.
It was very quiet in the car.
Lin Nanyan: "Can I go now?"
Lin Yuke sighed inwardly at her son who remained indifferent and eager to leave in the back seat despite all she had said.
It seems that it won’t work today.
Inside the cramped car, Lin Yuke unlocked the door and said, "If you don't want to go, I won't force you."
A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Nanyan's lips, but it disappeared in an instant.
The moment his fingertips rested on the handlebars, he heard Lin Yuke's voice again, "Xiao Ze is your brother, always will be."
He paused, and the next second he pushed the door open and walked out. Raindrops as big as beans fell down, and in an instant, his clothes were soaked with large dark marks.
The white uppers of the shoes stepped into the puddle, splashing tiny water droplets.
Lin Nanyan strode away, walking faster and faster, running faster and faster, the wind and rain poured into his clothes.
Lin Yuke looked at the boy's impatient attitude, withdrew the hand that was handing her the umbrella, and threw it to the passenger seat. She stepped on the accelerator and the black car sped away.
There was a new call coming in on the car screen. Lin Yuke took a look and reached out to hang up, but the traffic light changed. She looked up and down, and her finger pointed in the wrong direction, and the call was connected.
She clicked her tongue impatiently: "Speak!"
Jiang Qing squatted on the ground, holding an orange umbrella and watching the ants crawling on the ground with boredom.
She originally wanted to go to the Central Square, but unexpectedly the rain suddenly got heavier halfway, so she just went into a supermarket and bought an umbrella.
He Feipeng had contacted her before and said that he had collected enough money and wanted to return it to Lin Nanyan, but he did not have the other party’s contact information, so he could only contact Jiang Qing.
The rain was getting heavier. Jiang Qing thought about it and sent a message to He Feipeng to go back first.
She squatted at the bus stop, holding an orange umbrella and absentmindedly impersonating a poisonous mushroom.
Can she have strawberry cake tonight?
Three ants, no; four, yes; five...
After a while, the girl stood up in frustration, what the hell was that? It just happened to be an odd number.
After thinking about it, he got angry and squatted down again. With malicious intent, he threw a leaf into the path where the ants were walking in a line. Humph, go to the nest and get some help, preferably an even number.
As I was clapping my hands in triumph, a blurry figure seemed to pass by in the distance.
Jiang Qing looked up alertly and locked onto the man at a glance.
It was indeed him.
Li Liang.
The boy was wearing a white shirt, black pants, and holding a black umbrella. He was walking in the heavy rain with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be affected at all.
How could that be!
Jiang Qing felt something was wrong, she stood up unconsciously and followed.
The ants lined up on the ground faced the dilemma of a blocked road. They simply touched their antennae above their heads and then skillfully took a detour.
On the platform, some new people waiting for the train were bored and had nothing to do, so they decided to count the ants on a whim.
Thirty-seven.
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