Chapter 35 Chapter 35 [Are you and him...on good terms...?
Zhang Shurui walked into the dining area angrily, chose for a long time, and finally chose to sit next to Pei Lanqing.
As the saying goes, you have to get up where you fell. After snatching two glasses of juice from Pei Lanqing, he glanced at him triumphantly, felt satisfied, and started to eat happily.
Pei Lanqing didn't argue with him and didn't have much appetite. He drank a few sips of boiled water and listened to their conversation with a calm expression.
Perhaps because he was concerned about time, as he listened, he actually felt that he should not be here at this time.
Basic table manners are required. Even if he didn't eat much, he only glanced at the phone in his coat when the meal was almost over and everyone was discussing whether to sing together.
There are two unread messages.
One was from five minutes ago, the other from three minutes ago. He'd draped his coat over the back of a chair and hadn't noticed them in time. Now, he unlocked his phone and saw both were voicemails from Lin Qianyuan.
Pei Lanqing did not open it in the box, but took the phone out with a slightly apologetic look and stood at the end of the corridor where it was a little quieter.
Lin Qianyuan had finished the painting, but the clock hand had just passed twelve, and there was still more than an hour to go. Lin Qianyuan held his chin and stared at the painting in a daze.
In the painting, there is a person sitting under a magnolia tree. Only the back of the person is visible, and only she knows who he is.
When she looked up again, only ten minutes had passed. Lin Qianyuan found her cell phone. She didn't mean to urge the person in the painting. She was very generous. She just wanted to correct something.
Pei Lanqing opened the voice chat. Her tone was the same as yesterday, very awkward, and one could faintly hear a hint of unconscious complaint, "Pei Lanqing, I'm very sleepy right now."
The unread voice message automatically jumped to the second one. Lin Qianyuan paused for a few seconds and calmly changed his words again: "Actually, it started a long time ago, but I held it in until now."
After listening to everything, Pei Lanqing lowered his head, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly involuntarily, his eyes were full of smiles, which he did not try to hide at all. Just from looking at his profile, one could see his tenderness.
Song Jue withdrew his gaze, and everyone laughed and said that he lived up to his name, a gentleman like an orchid.
She thought he was like a crescent moon, gentle on the surface but cold inside. His consideration was measured and he was a gentleman who would not give anyone the opportunity to cross the normal social distance.
I never thought that he would be so attentive now.
Song Jue turned off the faucet anxiously and returned to the private room. Pei Lanqing just opened the door and came out. Seeing his coat draped over his arm, she smiled and asked, "Leaving early?"
"Well," Pei Lanqing replied generously, "I have something else to do."
Song Jue nodded.
Pei Lanqing did not let go and kept holding the door. He turned sideways to let the lady in first.
Lin Qianyuan was counting the time. He said he would be there soon, but she didn't know how far away he was from her, so she was bored and turned her phone around while waiting for him.
Mother Wu sent several photos of her younger sister, from eating to sleeping. Lin Qianyuan scrolled to the last one. Her younger sister was lying in the sun, curled up in a ball, looking lazy.
The purpose of Wu Ma sending this message was to make Lin Qianyuan happier. During lunch, she always felt that she looked unhappy.
Wu Ma prepared the wording and divided it into three paragraphs for easier reading: [Little Miss, my sister is very clingy now. She likes to stick close to others and won't even take a step away.]
"When I go out to bring you food, if I come back a little late, it gets angry at me and ignores me completely. I have to coax it for a long time."
If it could make phone calls, I think it would keep urging people to go home.
Perhaps sensing something, my sister woke up, opened her mouth and breathed out. After a while, she started stretching exercises without fail, with her tail raised especially high and stretched back and forth.
Mother Wu couldn't help laughing and said while filming the video: "I guess she will have to sleep again soon. I don't know what's going on, but my sister has been a little sleepy lately."
Lin Qianyuan didn't open the video; her attention was still focused on the message sent by Wu Ma.
After taking enough photos, Aunt Wu asked via voice-to-text: "Miss, what would you like to eat tonight?"
Lin Qianyuan: [I don't want to eat anything, you don't need to come.]
"..." Aunt Wu couldn't believe her eyes when she saw what she replied.
She opened the weather and checked today's temperature. It was almost April, and it was still noon at this time, so the temperature was 25℃, but she felt a chill.
Her sister tugged at her trouser leg, and Wu Ma absentmindedly picked it up and placed it on her lap. It dozed while she pondered her career. Wu Ma stroked its fur and muttered to herself, "If the young lady ever fires me, remember to speak up for me."
Her sister squinted her eyes meekly and made a slight snoring sound, which was at least a response. Mother Wu felt the warmth of the world and felt much better.
Lin Qianyuan turned off his phone, crumpled up the sketch paper on the bed, and threw it accurately into the trash can.
She lay down and stared at the ceiling for a while, then flipped through the chat history with Wu Ma, saved the photo of her sister, and cleared the rest, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
There was a gentle knock on the ward door. Lin Qianyuan put down his phone and subconsciously closed his eyes.
Pei Lanqing only knocked three times and waited for a long time, but no one opened the door.
Lin Qianyuan sat up in disbelief when she realized what she had been doing. Her attending physician was a quack, wasn't he? Was he really not hitting any of her brain nerves wrong during the operation?
Lin Qianyuan looked towards the door.
Pei Lanqing thought she couldn't hear the knock on the door clearly, so he put down his hand and sent a message to ask.
Lin Qianyuan deliberately took a few minutes to reply, and after a few more minutes, she got out of bed and opened the door a crack.
Pei Lanqing lowered his head and could only see her outstretched hand. He handed the thing over, she took it, and quickly retracted her hand.
For some reason, Pei Lanqing's mind suddenly thought of the hamster hiding food, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
Lin Qianyuan suspected that she was hallucinating, but she felt something was wrong. She quickly glanced at him through the crack in the door. He raised his eyes and she just flashed by, the shadow of her hospital gown engraved in his eyes.
Because of her doubts about the attending doctor's medical skills, Lin Qianyuan was still in a flammable, explosive and irritable state at this moment. She put down the things in her hands and said in a tone of embarrassment and annoyance, "What were you laughing at just now?"
Pei Lanqing pursed her lips and typed on her phone, [Are you available to listen to me?]
"It's inconvenient," Lin Qianyuan snorted coldly, but his hand unconsciously pulled out a piece of notepaper and handed it over with a pen.
Pei Lanqing took it and carefully wrote down the reason. Not long after, he returned it to her, folding the note paper carefully.
Lin Qianyuan unfolded it, as if opening a letter. There was only one sentence written on it: elegant and dignified, [She walked away shyly, leaning against the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plums.]
This sentence comes from a poem by Li Qingzhao. Lin Qianyuan blushed, closed the paper, and muttered, "I'm not shy."
Pei Lanqing didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
After all, she still had some self-awareness, so Lin Qianyuan decided to change the subject, "I'm going to start eating." She opened the double skin milk and took a small sip.
Pei Lanqing waited for a few seconds and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Lin Qianyuan thought about it seriously and commented, "Not bad."
Pei Lanqing, who was well aware of her evaluation level, smiled without saying a word and stood there quietly.
Lin Qianyuan ate a few greedy mouthfuls. She hadn't heard his voice for a long time. She wanted to know what he was doing, but she couldn't see it with her own eyes. When you taste the sweetness, you can always feel the existence of conscience. At this moment, her inner sense of morality is full and about to overflow.
Lin Qianyuan bit the spoon and spoke incoherently, sounding like he was talking to himself, "If I had known this would be so troublesome, I would have rather not treated it."
Pei Lanqing strongly disagreed with her idea and opened his mouth, trying to say something.
The thin-edged spoon in her mouth was cracked by her bite. Lin Qianyuan spat out the spoon with a gloomy look, "It has to be treated."
She overturned her previous statement, "Otherwise, you'll die and I won't even know."
“…” Pei Lanqing was speechless, thinking that he must have heard it wrong.
Lin Qianyuan, who was standing on the other side of the door, kindly commented, "Because I can't hear your breathing." Thinking of this, she comforted herself.
Pei Lanqing listened to her with a calm expression.
Outside the window, magnolias dotted the trees, and the weather was clear. Just as people love hope and certainty, someone spoke to him on this day, wanting to hear his breathing. His mouth was dry, his heart was dry, and only his soul remained.
Spring is almost over, with only the tail left. Lin Qianyuan has been obsessed with buying all kinds of hats these days. After trying on several colors, she still feels that black suits her best.
Liang Siyu came here on a weekend. He had just finished his make-up classes and had not gone home yet. He was still carrying his schoolbag.
Lin Qianyuan was sitting on the bed reading a book. He looked up and then looked away calmly.
Liang Siyu sat down beside her bed. Knowing that her hearing had not fully recovered, he put down his schoolbag and typed, "How do you feel?"
Lin Qianyuan couldn't muster any energy and continued reading. "Not very good."
Liang Siyu frowned slightly. [What's going on? Shouldn't your body be getting healthier and healthier?]
Lin Qianyuan lowered his eyes and read it, then said calmly, "Oh, so this is what you meant."
Liang Siyu was convinced by her and simply spoke directly. After all, she could combine lip reading, "What else could it be?"
Lin Qianyuan covered her face with the book and remained silent. After an unknown amount of time, she took the book off.
Seeing that he was still there, she frowned and asked, "Don't you have anything to do?" Lin Qianyuan glanced at her phone and confirmed it. "Isn't the college entrance examination coming up soon?"
Liang Siyu's eyes were dim, and his tone was dim as well. "Can we not talk about this?"
Lin Qianyuan curled his lips into a smile and put down the book with interest, "What do you mean?"
Liang Siyu looked at her relaxed expression and turned his head. He now deeply understood the meaning of how people's joys and sorrows are not the same.
He picked up a banana and ate it while saying, "I didn't do well on the mock exam a few days ago. I'm being hounded by the teachers. My parents think I'm hopeless and told me to stay out of the way."
Liang Siyu also studied liberal arts, and his grades were difficult to explain. His ranking mainly depended on his performance on the spot, which was particularly unstable.
Liang Siyu unzipped his schoolbag and took out a stack of test papers covering all subjects and piled them on Lin Qianyuan's hospital bed.
Lin Qianyuan raised his eyelids and stared at him expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"
"Are you prepared?"
"Yeah," Liang Siyu looked back with an unjustified look. Lin Qianyuan smiled, and Liang Siyu immediately stopped and said weakly, "Do me a favor."
He couldn't finish it to begin with, and after playing all day yesterday, he had to make up for it today, so now he couldn't finish it at all. He never cared about these things before, but with the college entrance exam coming up, he figured he had to pretend to be nice, to avoid getting mad at people and making things difficult for everyone at home.
Lin Qianyuan remained silent. Liang Siyu gritted his teeth and spoke against his conscience: "Lin Qianyuan, you are such a kind person, you will definitely be willing to help me, right?"
Lin Qianyuan stared at him for a while, as if thinking about something. "Help you?" She smiled at him gently, "Sure."
Liang Siyu was delighted when he heard this. He turned around and searched for his pencil case. Before he could find it, he heard Lin Qianyuan add coldly, "Transfer money."
Liang Siyu was so shocked that he turned around immediately. To make sure she wasn't kidding him, he looked at her with disdain, "Is there anyone who treats friends like you? You weren't like this before."
"Take it now, or find someone else."
Liang Siyu held his forehead. If he could find it, why would he come to ask her? When it comes to studying, none of the people in that group are interested. Most of them have already gone abroad.
Lin Qianyuan shrugged, not feeling the slightest bit guilty for the condemnation, feeling completely helpless. "There's nothing we can do about it," she said, and then she opened the book on the bed.
I transferred a lot of money to him some time ago. If I don’t ask for some of it back, how will I be able to live in the future?
Liang Siyu sat down angrily, "How much?"
Lin Qianyuan looked through the number of test papers and asked, "How many do you want me to help you write?"
Liang Siyu picked out the main subject, and Lin Qianyuan calculated it and said a number, which was neither more nor less, just twice the hush money.
After hearing this, Liang Siyu couldn't help but complain, "Lin Qianyuan, are you taking advantage of the situation?"
Lin Qianyuan disagreed with this statement and politely corrected him, "I'm just helping someone when they need it most."
"..." Liang Siyu transferred the money with great reluctance.
Lin Qianyuan accepted it with a smile, "It's a pleasure to work with you."
A few seconds later, Liang Siyu saw her taking a picture of the test paper. He snorted and reminded her lightly, "This test paper was compiled by the school teacher. You can't find it online."
"Oh," Lin Qianyuan paused and smiled indifferently, "So what?"
She lowered her head and continued to work on her own things, explaining casually, "I don't want to study math either, so I have to seek help from outsiders."
"foreign aid?"
How many people could she possibly know? Liang Siyu looked at her seriously, "Pei Lanqing?"
Lin Qianyuan did not refute.
Liang Siyu was now extremely regretful. "I might as well have contacted him directly. I ended up getting ripped off by him." The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. He opened his phone and said, "A friend of a friend is also a friend. Give me his contact information."
After saying that, Liang Siyu glanced at her, stretched out his hand, and said righteously, "Give me back my money."
Lin Qianyuan raised his head and sneered, "No."
Liang Siyu thought she was a bandit. He held his head high and said confidently, "Why don't you return the money?"
Lin Qianyuan narrowed her eyes, but she didn't mention the money. She was referring to another question he asked, "Why would Pei Lanqing talk to you?"
"..." Liang Siyu was completely convinced by this guy who valued love over friendship. Noticing her expression, he shrugged and only dared to complain in his heart, "The result is the same, why are you allowed to contact her by yourself?"
Pei Lanqing was attending a book club that afternoon, so he didn't go to the hospital at noon and was in the school library. He clicked on a few pictures Lin Qianyuan had sent him, but it was clearly not for her own needs.
Lin Qianyuan: [Can you do me a favor? ]
Pei Lanqing didn't say accept or refuse, [Who are you helping?]
Lin Qianyuan told the truth, [Liang Siyu.]
The message "the other party is typing" was displayed on the top of the phone. Lin Qianyuan waited for a while, but no message appeared. Just when she was wondering if there was something wrong with her phone, the screen that had just been turned off suddenly lit up.
Pei Lanqing: [Are you...well-connected with him?]
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The author has something to say: Hey, where does the vinegar smell come from?
1. "She walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, only to smell the green plums." - Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty, "Dian Jiang Chun: After Playing on the Swing"
2. "The weather is fine, just as people love hope and certainty. The mouth is dry, the heart is dry, and only the soul remains." This passage comes from these three sentences in "The Love Letters of Albert Camus" -
“I want to call you and tell you it’s a sunny day and tell you I love you as much as people love hope and love certainty.”
"My mouth is dry, and my heart is full of love but I can't express it."
"I feel like my heart has dried up. I kiss you with all my soul."
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