Chapter 93 Chapter 93: One Heart on Both Ends of the Scale
Yu Wan's rest time in the hospital ward was not boring. Although the news of the car accident was suppressed by Fu's public relations department on the same day, the company could not resist the presence of Xiao Lingtong.
Therefore, during visiting hours, the door of Yu Wan's ward was never closed, and patients came in waves.
Perhaps she didn't dare to disturb Fu Zhiyao in the next ward, so she basically put the flowers and fruit basket in Fu Zhiyao's ward, said hello to Fu Zhiyao, and then came to her ward with other things.
Fortunately, the VIP ward is spacious enough to accommodate so many people——
The people who came to express their condolences and concern from the company included the company's management led by Wei Xian, members of the theme park team, good friends Lai Yanxu, Sun Ning and Mao Xinling, and Fu Xuan who came with Ma Yinfang during the weekend.
She was holding a large bouquet of pink snow mountain roses and lilies. Seeing the single bouquet of vibrant red roses on Yu Wan's bedside table, she blinked and asked curiously, "Is this a gift from someone who's pursuing you?"
Otherwise, with so many bouquets of flowers, why would you only put this one at the bedside?
Fu Xu'an stood on tiptoe to count them. Before he finished counting, he exclaimed in surprise: "There are so many flowers. Are there 99?"
Yu Wan was embarrassed.
It wasn't because the questions Fu Xu'an asked were so difficult to answer, but mainly because Ma Yinfang was looking at her with a kind and gentle smile, which made Yu Wan feel a little embarrassed.
After all, this bouquet of roses was indeed bought by Fu Zhiyao.
He very domineeringly placed the bouquets sent by others in the living room, leaving only these 99 red roses at her bedside. They were tacky but warm, and made Yu Wan's nose be filled with a faint fragrance every night when she fell asleep.
When Yu Wan was struggling with how to respond, Fu Zhiyao spoke.
His left arm was still fixed to his chest in a plaster cast. He sat on the sofa with his usual arrogant attitude, legs slightly bent. His narrow, dark eyes narrowed as he warned, "Fu Xu'an, have you finished your homework?"
Fu Xu'an turned his head and gestured with his hands and feet: "I'm concerned about Sister Yu Wan. What are you doing here? Such a big piece, it's an eyesore!"
"How do you write the word 'respect your elders' when school didn't teach you? You've been in school for a year and a half, and you're still a fool when you come back."
Fu Xuan was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Our grades are not public, but I have always been A+, okay!"
"Okay, ninety points is also an A+."
The brother and sister were bickering, Yu Wan and Ma Yinfang exchanged glances and tacitly chose not to say anything.
Yu Wan always felt that Ma Yinfang could see the changes in her relationship with Fu Zhiyao, but what surprised Yu Wan was that until Fu Xuan took her hand and left, Ma Yinfang never asked her about Fu Zhiyao. She just treated her as a junior and chatted with her, and peeled cute rabbit apples for her to eat.
After the visiting hours, Yu Wan has free time at her disposal.
Yu Wan's phone survived the car accident. Fu Zhiyao knew that she was focused on her work, so he asked someone to repair it and gave it to her in time. In the past two days, Yu Wan has been coordinating with team members in the work group and checking the progress of work so that she can follow up on the project content in a timely manner.
In addition, Yu Wan would watch the news on TV, and she learned from the news that Lu Yusen had died in a car accident.
The car accident happened almost at the same time as theirs, but unlike theirs which was premeditated, Lu Yusen's car accident could be said to be karma.
The dark blue truck overturned on the spot due to the slippery weather caused by the rain, squeezing Lu Yusen's car into the concrete barrier on the side of the road. The car driven by Lu Yusen was instantly crushed into iron sheets. The ambulance was of no use and could only shake its head and declare Lu Yusen dead on the spot.
Yu Wan didn't feel much emotional when she saw the news. She thought of Lu Sui and wanted to send a message to ask him if he could return to Hai City now, but she remembered that Lu Sui had said that they would contact each other after the New Year, so Yu Wan had to give up the idea.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open with a creak.
Yu Wan turned down the volume of the TV. Because there was a sliding curtain between the door and the bed, Yu Wan couldn't tell who came in at first. She thought it was a nurse who came to change her dressing.
"Xiaochen?" Yu Wan asked.
There was no sound at the door.
Yu Wan frowned, noticing something was wrong.
She lifted the quilt and moved to the bedside. Just as she put on her shoes, the person appeared from behind the curtain. She was wearing a white nurse uniform and a nurse cap. She took off the mask on her face. It was Yu Heya.
Yu Wan stood there in a daze.
Not counting the Yu Heya he saw in his dream, this was the second time Yu Wan met Yu Heya. Her face seemed to have aged by decades, with faint white strands in her hair and deep fatigue in her eyes that could not be concealed by makeup. She was far different from the elegant and gentle woman she had dressed in when they first met.
As a result, Yu Wan failed to react immediately. She sat by the bed, staring at Yu Heya, who was dressed as a nurse.
Her biological mother, Yu Heya.
Yu Heya also stared at Yu Wan closely.
She had imagined countless times what Yu Wan would look like when she grew up, and what her life would be like when she grew up. Perhaps she would be ordinary, barely making ends meet, or she would marry young and live a life of toil, or she would not even have the chance to grow up, and would be taken away by an illness. Perhaps Yu Wan would never know who her biological mother was...
By the time Song Chuchu started to call her mother, Yu Heya had completely forgotten about Yu Wan.
She had to forget her.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Yu Heya was holding five-month-old Song Chuchu in her arms and coaxing her to sleep, all she could think about was Yu Wan. That little baby was red all over when he was born, like a wrinkled little mouse. After drinking enough milk, he would sleep obediently beside her every night, never crying. After learning to open his eyes, he would look around with his big eyes and grin.
The family across from the hospital bed had a son with a loud voice who cried every night. The woman said, "I really want to exchange my child with yours."
Yu Heya tightened her grip on the baby, looking disdainful: "Who wants to trade with you?"
She has this good girl, who would want to exchange her for that big loudspeaker?
But in the end, she was the one who abandoned her.
The adult world is always like this, where interests must be clarified and gains and losses must be calculated. She pursues glory and success and wants to be the best. When Song Zhengxiong's opportunity comes before her, she convinces herself that she should have her own life. The child is just a burden, proving that her love cannot be saved and her miserable and failed life.
On the night she made up her mind, Yu Heya named the baby "Wan" and used "Yu", the homonym of "Yu", as the baby's surname. She wrote the names on a piece of randomly torn paper, threw it next to the baby's clothes, wrapped it in swaddling clothes and threw it at the door of an orphanage.
She threw away the excess trash.
Yu Heya told herself this, and she couldn't stop crying on the way back. What she threw away was just extra garbage.
She told herself again.
Song Chuchu is her child.
After a long while, Yu Heya finally stammered and opened her mouth: "...Yu Wan, can you withdraw the lawsuit against Chu Chu and treat the car accident as an ordinary traffic accident?"
Yu Wan didn't move.
Yu Heya took a few steps forward, her voice hesitant. Contrary to the scene in her dream, she was actually afraid of Yu Wan. She said, "Xiao Wan? Can I call you that? You should have heard from Chu Chu that I gave you the name Yu Wan. 'Yu' sounds the same as 'Yu'."
Yu Heya wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yu Wan's gaze and her eyes turned red.
Yu Wan looked at her, her eyes changing from unfamiliar to puzzled. Those beautiful, watery eyes, the ones everyone would praise as looking like hers when she was a baby, were now as sharp as a knife, constantly stabbing at her heart, reminding her that the person in front of her, who had once shared blood and milk with her, was now just a stranger to her.
Yu Wan was indeed puzzled.
This confusion was even greater than the stinging pain brought about by the fact that she knew very clearly in her heart that her biological mother Yu Heya did not love her.
She didn't understand why the man who had easily abandoned her would become warm and friendly to her again for Song Chuchu.
She didn't understand why the sharpness and confrontation in her dream turned into a slightly restrained and awkward retreat.
"I thought you didn't know that Song Chuchu was thinking of causing the car to crash and kill everyone." Yu Wan's voice was calm, with a slight hoarseness, "She wanted me dead."
Regardless of whether Fu Zhiyao and Cheng Liang were in that car, Yu Wan was undeniably Song Chuchu's target.
Yu Heya placed her hands in front of her, clenching them so tightly that veins bulged on the back of her hands. Her eyes were evasive as she scanned Yu Wan's body, not knowing whether she was trying to convince herself or Yu Wan.
She said, "Yu Wan, just think of it as me begging you. As a mother, I beg you. You haven't suffered any serious injuries and your body looks healthy. Fu Zhiyao just broke an arm. Only Chuchu can't walk with one leg. The doctor said it won't get better. Just think of it as having pity on your sister and don't let her spend the rest of her life in prison, okay?"
"Chu Chu is only two months older than you. She grew up under my care. She's not a bad person. She was bewitched by Lu Yusen and Lu Juefeng. She's not a bad child. Please believe me and withdraw the lawsuit. I beg you. I kneel down for you."
As Yu Heya spoke, she suddenly bent her knees and knelt in front of Yu Wan with a plop.
The loud sound of his knees hitting the floor tiles was like a huge rock hitting Yu Wan's heart.
At that moment, Yu Wan's head was buzzing and echoing, and his brain expanded and contracted rapidly, as if it would explode at any moment, blowing away all his rationality.
Yu Wan tried her best to suppress her trembling voice: "...You are not my mother. If you were my mother, you would be like Song Chuchu's mother now, persuading me not to forgive Song Chuchu and forcing me to resolutely sue Song Chuchu for hurting me."
Just because her pain was not visual pain, should she forgive Song Chuchu and withdraw the lawsuit?
Compared to this, Yu Wan was more puzzled by herself.
She shouldn't be like this. Such emotions shouldn't appear in her heart. She is not a child anymore. She is not the child who would make a wish to the full moon to be found by her mother.
Why did Yu Heya humiliate her by calling her mother?
Why could the words of Yu Heya, a stranger, still hurt her?
Yu Wan's vision began to blur, and before she fell dizzy, she was embraced by an embrace with the scent of absinthe.
Yu Wan opened her eyes drowsily and saw Fu Zhiyao.
She pulled the corners of her mouth towards him, revealing an ugly smile. Tears filled her eyes, slowly slid down, and were gently wiped away by Fu Zhiyao.
Yu Wan heard Fu Zhiyao's voice.
"You don't have to try to sneak into the hospital and persuade Yu Wan to withdraw the lawsuit. The lawsuit was my decision and had nothing to do with Yu Wan. I can tell you clearly that as long as Song Chuchu is still alive, she must bear her responsibilities. If you come to Yu Wan again, I will expedite the prosecution process and maximize Song Chuchu's sentence. I don't mind having her stay in prison for the rest of her life."
Fu Zhiyao injured one arm and couldn't be a hero to save Yu Wan and carry her away, but he was tall enough to half-hold Yu Wan in his arms, covering her red eyes.
The sound of Fu Zhiyao's voice, along with the vibration of his chest, entered Yu Wan's ears at different frequencies.
"Yu Wan didn't hear my answer to that question last time, but now you can listen. If I could be there the moment you abandon Yu Wan, I would bring her home without hesitation. If you don't want to raise her, I can. If you abandon her, then I never will."
Yu Heya treated it as a piece of trash, but he regarded it as a guiding principle.
If he could really travel back to Yu Wan's childhood, he would definitely give her lots of love, so much that she could squander it without feeling any regret or considering anything in return.
Love is indeed not a competition. There is no need to consider winning or losing. After all, how to put a heart on both ends of the scale to measure it. He likes Yu Wan, he loves Yu Wan.
Willing to put the entire weight of your heart on the scale.
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