Soon, the Moutai liquor was delivered to the room. Song Yunxi opened the bottle, and a rich, mellow aroma wafted out. She poured two glasses of liquor, handing one to Lin Yue, "Here, sister-in-law, have a taste."
Lin Yue hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out and took the glass, taking a tentative sip. The moment her tongue touched it, it jerked back as if electrocuted. Instantly, her face contorted in agony. She kept sticking out her tongue, frantically fanning herself with her hands, muttering, "So spicy, so spicy, it tastes awful."
Seeing this, Song Yunxi couldn't help but burst into laughter, "You'll get used to it after a few more sips." Then, she raised her glass high and clinked it against Lin Yue's in a hearty toast, "Come on, bottoms up!"
Song Yunxi drank cup after cup with gusto, feeling as if a raging fire was burning from her throat to her stomach. She slowly turned around, facing the window, her eyes vacant, her face devoid of joy or sorrow.
After a long silence, she slowly began to speak: "Xu Muyao... was my first love. We were childhood sweethearts, growing up in the same compound. He used to tell me that he would definitely marry me someday, and I would happily answer, 'Okay!' After we went to university, we naturally got together, and both our parents were very supportive. Perhaps influenced by his family environment, his childhood dream was to become a police officer and serve the country. He worked hard to get into police academy, and after graduating, his dream came true; he became a narcotics officer..."
Song Yunxi paused for a moment, raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, sighed deeply, and steadied her trembling voice, "Because of this, I cried and argued with him, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree; I still couldn't resist his sincere heart, nor could I change any of his decisions. Later, we became like two parallel lines that drifted further and further apart, gradually entering a pattern of seeing each other less and less, and even becoming strangers. When I saw him on the street, I had to bury my head in the sand like an ostrich, pretending not to know him, and I couldn't call his name. Then, much later, he received instructions from his superiors to go on an important mission, which required him to disappear for a long time, at least half a year, at most... with no return date."
Lin Yue listened quietly as she recounted her past and reopened her wounds. Several times she wanted to interrupt her and say, "If it's too painful, then don't say it."
"I could only pray silently in my heart, praying that he would be safe and sound. I waited and waited, one year, two years, and in the third year, I received the news of his death, a pile of tattered clothes. People pointed to the pile of tattered clothes and told me that he was dead and would never come back. But I didn't believe it. If I didn't see his body with my own eyes, it couldn't be real. He said he would come back safely. He had never lied to me before, and this time would definitely be the same. I didn't believe he was dead. He hadn't even married me yet, how could he be dead! The message he sent me before he left was still saved on my phone. He told me to wait for him to come back, he said he would come back safely, he said it, he said it..."
With her back to Lin Yue, Song Yunxi appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was like a small boat struggling in a storm, desperately trying to stay afloat. Her shoulders trembled slightly. A few short words encapsulated half a lifetime of painful memories, like a heavy hammer that had struck her heart, causing it to bleed profusely.
As Lin Yue listened, her eyes welled up with tears. She raised her hand to rub her sore eyes, but the more she rubbed, the more tears she shed, and they even stung and itched a little.
After a long while, Song Yunxi composed herself, wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, forced a smile, and slowly turned around. When she looked up and saw Lin Yue clearly, she screamed in fright, "Ah!!!"
Lin Yue's once fair face was now covered with red spots, like blooming red plum blossoms, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. She kept scratching at them...
"Sister-in-law! Are you...are you allergic to alcohol?"
"I don't know. This isn't my first time drinking alcohol, but it's my first time drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor)." Lin Yue felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her body, making her itchy and painful. The more she scratched, the itchier it became, as if she were about to scratch her skin raw.
Without thinking, Song Yunxi rushed out barefoot and knocked on the door next door, "Brother! Brother, something bad has happened! Sister-in-law is having an allergic reaction."
The door was suddenly flung open, and Song Yunxi only felt a dark shadow flash past her...
When Song Yunzheng ran to Song Yunxi's room, Lin Yue was facing away from him, scratching herself frantically like a frantic little beast, her eyes swollen like a sad frog, looking pitiful.
"Honey, you're here. I... I only drank a little bit of baijiu. I don't know how I ended up like this. Please don't be angry..." Lin Yue's mind was a complete mess. She didn't even know what she was saying, so she just gave a random explanation.
Song Yunzheng scooped her up in his arms and ran outside quickly. His lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't utter a word. Only his heavy breathing revealed his anger—like an enraged lion growling in a low voice. If he didn't have two nostrils to breathe, he think he would have been furious with this little one long ago!
Upon arriving at the hospital and starting an IV drip, the red spots on Lin Yue's body gradually faded. After all that, she was already like a tired kitten, lying on the hospital bed and falling into a deep sleep. Song Yunzheng quietly stayed by her side until dawn...
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