Chapter 400: The Sorrowful Call
Xiang Nuan hadn't slept well the previous night, and now she had a fever and was weak, so she actually fell asleep. Jiang Yunhui looked at the quiet and well-behaved girl in his arms, and a faint feeling of heartache rose in his heart.
"Mom is asleep?" Jiang Ranran turned over, but Jiang Yunhui quickly shushed him. He rubbed his little head and whispered, "If you can't sleep, you can go downstairs and play with grandpa for a while. Mom is sick, let her sleep for a while."
Jiang Yunhui pursed his lips. The word "mother" sounded strange coming out of his mouth.
Jiang Ranran shook his head, he quietly climbed out of bed, took out a few books from the suitcase and climbed back. He stayed beside Xiang Nuan and quietly read his story book.
Jiang Yunhui couldn't help but smile. Such an inseparable relationship was rare even between biological mothers and children. Ran Ran was so attached to her. How did she do it? !
Jiang Yunhui tried hard to search his memory, but the information he had heard and read on the Internet could not be transformed into flesh-and-blood feelings. He had no way to fully connect the person in front of him with the person on the screen.
Signing a contract? What was written in the contract? As he thought about it, his eyes became a little blurry.
[Yunhui, I don’t know how to integrate into your life. ]
Jiang Yunhui's heart suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning, and a picture suddenly pierced into his mind. It was also such a quiet girl, lying in his arms so weakly, but her body was weaker and her eyes were more miserable.
"Wanqing!" His body twitched suddenly and his eyes widened.
Jiang Ranran suddenly looked up at him, wondering why he said that out of nowhere. Xiang Nuan was also startled by his sudden twitch, and turned over with a hum.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Ranran asked in a low voice.
Jiang Yunhui didn't know how to answer. The scene had disappeared and he couldn't find it. He looked down at Xiang Nuan. Perhaps because she was disturbed, she frowned slightly and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. He gently brushed away the loose hair on her forehead and tried to find that fleeting feeling again, but there was nothing except his crazy heartbeat.
He pulled away from his body bit by bit and slowly stood up.
"I'm going to go out for a while." He whispered to Ranran, then quickly left the room.
"I saw her again!" He ran all the way to Uncle Huo, he urgently needed confirmation.
"What?"
"Wanqing!"
Uncle Huo was stunned, staring at him blankly for a long time. After a while, he sighed leisurely. It was fate and also a disaster! He kept shaking his head.
"What did you see?"
"It was so sad to see her lying in bed, so weak... She said she couldn't adjust to my life."
Jiang Yunhui's expression darkened. Those were definitely not beautiful memories, and those sad eyes were definitely not expectations for a happy life.
"Well... at least your memory is starting to recover a little bit." Uncle Huo shrugged. This really proves the old saying that you can't forget what you should forget, and you can't remember what you should remember.
"How did she die?" Jiang Yunhui asked.
"Difficult labor."
"When Ranran was born?"
"right."
Jiang Yunhui stopped talking and slumped down on the sofa. He tried hard to recall more information about her, but all he could think of was that one complaint.
"Where is her grave?"
Uncle Huo closed his eyes tightly and finally asked the question.
"Master, you should focus on the person in front of you."
"I understand what you mean, but if I don't figure these things out, how can I be worthy of the person in front of me? If I can't figure out this past, I will call out that name in my dreams more than once. Wouldn't this cause greater harm to her and you?"
What Jiang Yunhui said made sense, and Uncle Huo couldn't find any words to refute it.
"Are you planning to pay tribute to her?"
Jiang Yunhui thought about it and nodded seriously.
"Not just worshiping her, she is the only clue I can remember right now. I think maybe starting with her can help me recover more memories."
"Then please have a sincere talk with your wife and gain her understanding before taking any action, okay?"
"Will she understand? She reacted so strongly just by hearing that name. Will she understand why I went to find her?"
"If you don't want to make things more complicated and out of control, you must listen to me. Besides, my wife is not that kind of person. She..."
Uncle Huo couldn't go on. Tolerance, generosity and kindness were not reasons to be hurt.
Jiang Yunhui also fell silent. He knew how difficult this task was.
…
Although he slept for only two hours, it was a very deep sleep and Xiang Nuan felt that his brain could function freely again.
She opened her eyes and saw Jiang Ranran lying beside her drawing, and she couldn't help but smile.
"I'm so sorry, did I bore you?" she said lazily.
"No, Aunt Elena just gave me the design album. Look, I'm helping her revise it." Ran Ran held up her work mischievously, with little stars shining between her eyebrows.
“You are awesome!”
Xiang Nuan rubbed his head and forced herself to get up. She and Jiang Yunhui couldn't take turns sleeping like this. They really treated Elena's place as a hotel.
"Where's Dad?"
"Downstairs."
"Is he feeling better today?"
Jiang Ranran tilted his head, not understanding what this "better" meant. He smiled and said, "Hasn't he always been like this?"
Now it was Xiang Nuan's turn to smile. To Jiang Ranran, Jiang Yunhui's presence was extremely weak. Whether he had lost his memory or not, he was absent anyway. What difference did it make? !
She really didn't know whether to sympathize with him or feel lucky for him, and couldn't help but kiss him on his little head.
"Let's go, let's take a shower together, and then go downstairs to eat. The little designer has to work!" She took Ranran to wash up simply, then tidied him up neatly, and went downstairs with energy.
"Madam!" As soon as he saw Xiang Nuan, Uncle Huo hurried over. Xiang Nuan immediately saw the backpack next to him and asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"
"that……"
Jiang Yunhui also heard the noise. He was talking about the show with Lucas in the yard and came over.
"Are you feeling better?" he asked with a smile. It was obvious that she had rested well, and she looked like she was on vacation.
"Uncle Huo, are you going out?"
"Yes, there's something I need him to go with me."
Xiang Nuan was slightly startled and bit her lower lip gently. She suddenly realized what he was talking about. Everything was written so clearly on his face without any need for words.
"Leaving now?" Her voice sank.
"I want to have a good chat with you. Do you want to eat something first? Or..."
"No need. If it helps you, then do it. Uncle Huo, thank you for your hard work. Please take good care of him."
"No, I haven't said it yet..."
"There's just one thing. Lucas has been waiting for you and the show has been on hold. How long will you be gone, when will you come back, and how will the show continue? You need to give everyone an explanation."
Her face was calm, her eyes were stern, and every word she said was like a high wall with an insurmountable majesty. Jiang Yunhui nodded obediently, as if the most appropriate response was to shut up and nod.
He tried to say something else, but Xiang Nuan had already dragged Ran Ran into the yard. Even if he was not very smart, he knew that she was refusing to communicate.
He looked back at Uncle Huo, only to see him looking at him and shaking his head. Jiang Yunhui's heart seemed to be dragged into the abyss by a huge rock...
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