Chapter 73 A Man’s Knees Are Made of Gold
After a few days of adjustment, Ren Yizi returned to school. He didn't dare stay in the hospital for too long, as every inch of air in the hospital would bring back sad memories.
At school, he felt like a lifeless body, like a walking corpse every day.
Qin Yang and Yin Zhongjiu didn't know about the incident between him and Wen Siru at first. After they found out, everyone fell silent. Yin Zhongjiu didn't know the inside story, but Qin Yang knew about his relationship with Wen Siru. He patted Ren Yizi on the shoulder and said, "It will be fine."
Ren Yizi's eyes were bloodshot and he nodded mechanically.
He had no appetite every day, could not concentrate on the lessons, and did not do his homework. He only did one thing - reviewing the wrong questions that Wen Siru had explained to him and corrected before.
He practiced during class and after class, trying to use the practice to numb his crazy thoughts about Wen Si Ru. In Qin Yang's words, he was now like a quiet madman.
Ren Yizi felt tired of writing, so he took out his cell phone from the table and looked at the photos and videos he had taken with Wen Si Ru before. He scrolled to the time when he and Wen Si Ru went to the temple.
When you click on it, you will see white pigeons flying around Wen Si Ru, and sunlight flowing through his fingertips.
Wen Si Ru looked back at the camera and said something. Colorful circles of light hit his face, and his entire face was covered in white light, making it hazy and unclear.
Ren Yizi stroked Wen Siru's face on the phone screen with his hand. His heart felt as if it was riddled with holes, and countless nerves were pulled by the pain until they gradually became numb.
For the last major mock exam in the senior year of high school, the students were arranged in a random order.
Ren Yizi watched as the person in front of him didn't show up for several exams. He always had to stand up to reach for the test paper handed over by the person in front of him, and complained casually: "This person didn't show up for several exams."
The person who handed him the paper also said, "Yes, who is it?"
Ren Yizi was speechless as he looked at the name posted in front of him. There were only a dozen days left before the college entrance examination, and many people did not come to school and studied at home. He did not even think about Wen Siru, thinking that it was just someone else who did not come to school.
He felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. He would have cried before, but now he couldn't cry at all.
He sat down in his seat, gritted his teeth and wrote the questions, trying hard to forget everything he had just seen.
At this time, the invigilator came down, took Wen Si Ru's test paper, wrote Wen Si Ru's name on it, and finally used a 2B pencil to lightly black out the item "absent".
Ren Yizi's heart was bleeding. He looked at his hand and put on the Buddhist beads that Wen Siru had given him again, thinking in great pain:
Wen Siru, aren't you trying to monitor my every move? Aren't you worried about losing me and don't want me to leave you?
If you have the guts, open your eyes now and get up to monitor my breathing and heartbeat!
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Ren Yizi went to the hospital right after the exam. He went straight to Wen Siru's ward. Now Wen Siru's physical condition has stabilized and he has been transferred to the VVIP ward, but for some reason, there is still no sign of waking up.
Ren Yizi was really worried that Wen Siru had become a vegetable, so he pushed open the door and saw someone else coming in first.
Shen Chufei wiped her tears and kept crying while touching Wen Siru's hair and said, "My precious son! My sweetheart! How can I live without you?!"
Ren Yizi walked over and silently handed a tissue to Shen Chufei. Shen Chufei was not wearing any makeup today. At first glance, she looked like a college student, which made the doctors and nurses think she was Wen Siru's sister.
"Xiao Zi, what on earth happened to you two at that time?" Shen Chufei asked with red eyes and nose, and tears in her eyes.
She cried so hard that Ren Yizi felt like the female version of Wen Siru was crying. He said truthfully, "We were supposed to go back to school that day, but someone hit our car for some reason, and then we ran into a dump truck while trying to avoid them. Auntie, don't you know...?"
"Well, I received the news very late. I rushed back as soon as I heard the news," Shen Chufei wiped her tears and said intermittently, "I just heard that my son was in trouble. They didn't tell me anything else. They kept their mouths shut."
Ren Yizi knew that the Wen family did not like concubines, but they valued their descendants very much, so they would give Shen Chufei some small favors and be polite and harmonious on the surface, but they would not tell Shen Chufei many things, let alone because the rival family wanted to get rid of Wen Siru, the potential heir, because these were all family privacy.
Moreover, Wen Jiaen has real power. She is the child of the legal wife, so of course he will dislike Shen Chufei. He can tell her a lot of information if he wants to. If she doesn't want to tell her, Shen Chufei will not know that Wen Siru is in trouble now.
Ren Yizi felt sorry for Chen Chufei, so he told her everything.
Shen Chufei burst into tears as she listened to those words, muttering, "It's really painful. My son must get better."
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Wen Jiaen was waiting for Ren Yizi at the door. When she saw Ren Yizi come out, she said to him, "Something happened."
Ren Yizi glanced at Shen Chufei in the ward and closed the door.
Confused, he followed Wen Jiaen to an empty corner. Wen Jiaen said with an unclear expression, "Si Ru had signed an agreement before. If something unexpected happened to him, all his assets would be transferred to you."
Ren Yizi couldn't believe what he heard, and asked with wide eyes, "What do you mean?"
"That means if anything happens to him, you'll get everything he inherits—all his assets, companies, and land." Wen Jiaen said with a look of disbelief and scrutiny on his face. "I thought you and he were just playing around like kids, but I didn't expect him to think of this."
Ren Yizi's face suddenly turned pale, and he said with trembling lips: "I don't want a penny from him! I just want him to wake up! I just want him to wake up!"
Wen Jiaen observed his micro-expressions and continued, "We all hope that he can wake up. I am only telling you the worst possible outcome."
Ren Yizi shook his head and said firmly, "I only think of one possibility, that is, he wakes up."
Wen Jiaen was burned by his gaze, and she said as if she had thought of something, "By the way, someone is looking for you."
Ren Yizi was taken to a room, where he saw a face that looked somewhat familiar, but he had forgotten where he had seen it.
"It's you?" The girl was very beautiful. She was surprised when she saw Ren Yizi, with a bit of infatuation in her eyes.
She looked around, then closed the door of the room and locked it. She looked up and down at the handsome guy in front of her who looked like a manga boy, and felt it was very unreal.
Ren Yizi suddenly felt that this matter was quite important, so he had no choice but to ask, "Who are you?"
Luo Qianqian answered truthfully: "Oh, my name is Luo Qianqian, and Brother Ru is my boss."
Ren Yizi hadn't gotten used to being called Wen Siru like that yet. He paused and said, "Well, then why did you come to see me?"
"I was originally going to look for Brother Ru, but he's now..." Luo Qianqian looked at Ren Yizi's face and said carefully, "Because this is about you, I came directly to you."
Ren Yizi pointed at himself, and he was confused: "Me?"
"Yes, Brother Ru asked me to look into your father's affairs." The infatuation in Luo Qianqian's eyes quickly disappeared, and she said seriously, "Fortunately, there are results now."
Ren Yizi was stunned. He opened his mouth and repeated the words that shocked him: "He asked you to check on my dad?"
He remembered that he had told Wen Si Ru about this matter when they were passionately in love. At that time, he was moved by the sight of his father's grave and could not help but confide this matter to Wen Si Ru, his closest friend, just to ease his heart.
But Ren Yizi didn't expect that Wen Siru really took to heart every word and every thing he said, and his father's matter was complicated. He didn't expect that he could still find out the truth after such a long time.
Luo Qianqian nodded: "Yes, after much effort, we finally found out that your father was indeed wrongly accused, and the real suspects had already fled abroad a few years ago."
The feeling of having his injustice redressed filled Ren Yizi with joy. He asked excitedly, "And then?"
"The rest is up to the police. I guess they'll team up with international police to arrest the suspect," Luo Qianqian said seriously. "I'm just telling you this in advance. In a week or two, the president of the court will deliver the retrial verdict to you. It will contain a detailed record of the incident, and as Uncle Ren's son, you'll also receive compensation."
Ren Yizi sat on the chair and covered his face, feeling as if the huge rock in his heart had finally been lifted.
A major event that had kept him tossing and turning for thousands of days and nights and unable to fall asleep was actually solved by Wen Si Ru in this way?
With red eyes, he asked Luo Qianqian: "Then how did Wen Siru tell you about this?"
Luo Qianqian seemed to be recalling something and said, "He said that regarding your matter, he must go to the clan leader in person to ask for help."
A tall ancestral hall or temple gradually appeared in her pupils.
There was a drizzle in the mountains and thick fog covered the mountains.
Wen Siru knelt in the middle of the outer door of the ancestral hall with his back as straight as a pine tree, and there were tiny beads on his eyelashes.
On either side of him stood a row of solemn bodyguards, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Luo Qianqian stood aside holding an umbrella and advised: "Brother Ru, why are you kneeling? Get up quickly!"
Wen Siru said to her, "Go and ask for help again."
Luo Qianqian frowned: "You know the clan leader's temper. He will definitely help with things he wants to help, but he won't help with things he doesn't want to help no matter how much you pay him."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the loud "tapping" sound of a cane hitting the ground, coming from far away in the ancestral hall.
Looking around, I saw an energetic old man. He was holding a walking stick and walking towards me with a solemn expression, followed by a guy holding an umbrella for him.
The old man stopped in front of Wen Siru with a black umbrella on his head, holding a walking stick with his hands folded.
The civilization staff in his hand was made of expensive high-grade huanghuali wood, with an intricate dragon carved on the top. A glittering and priceless round gem dangled in the dragon's mouth, and the dragon's body was also covered with gold.
The old man looked down at Wen Siru and said after a moment's silence, "Logically speaking, you are a bastard, so I have no obligation to help you."
In the cold March, there is still a chill on the stone bricks, and the whisper of cow hair floats on the skin.
Wen Siru immediately kowtowed three times to the clan leader and said, "Old Wen has shown great kindness and righteousness. This young generation will remember this in their hearts. Even a drop of kindness will be repaid with a spring of gratitude."
Elder Wen sighed and tapped the ground heavily with his stick. "But speaking of friendship, I've watched you grow up, and I pity the inhumane experiences you endured as a child. You're such an outstanding person, and so handsome. You'll definitely become a great man in the future. Well, I'll help you check it out."
But things are unpredictable, and this matter may not have a conclusion. Don't hold too high hopes. After all, it happened more than ten years ago."
"Thank you very much, uncle." Wen Siru glanced at the people around him, who immediately carried many expensive gifts and sent them into the ancestral hall. "It's just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it."
Luo Qianqian listened at the side and finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was extremely difficult to invite Master Wen, but once he was invited out of retirement, he could settle and clarify everything. Master Wen said that he was not 100% sure about the truth, which was too modest.
Elder Wen went to help Wen Siru up: "Hurry up and get up, don't get cold."
Wen Siru stood up, his clothes were wet at the knees: "Thank you, uncle."
Elder Wen looked at Wen Siru and locked eyes with him: "A man's knees are made of gold. Where did this precious lump of gold come from that makes you act like this?"
Wen Siru looked up at the skylark hiding from the rain on the eaves. He was silent for a moment before slowly replying, "I really like the person I want to spend my whole life with."
Hearing this, Elder Wen stroked his beard and smiled: "A lifetime? Xiaoru, don't be too sure about everything. A lifetime is too long. Don't regret it in the future..."
Wen Siru said persistently and firmly: "No matter what happens in the future, I will not regret it."
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Ren Yizi listened to Luo Qianqian telling him all this and sat there for a long time without being able to speak.
He just felt like he was living in a sealed membrane. The sounds from outside seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and the scene was like a slow-motion movie.
His eyes were out of focus and his whole body drooped as if he had lost his soul.
Ren Yizi recalled everything after he met Wen Si Ru, and it seemed that it was Wen Si Ru who always remembered his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.
He thought about it carefully. He rarely remembered and didn't quite know what Wen Si Ru liked to eat or use, what his interests and hobbies were, who he loved or hated. He had never really understood Wen Si Ru. It was Wen Si Ru who had silently given so much for him.
No matter what, Wen Si Ru left him with an indelible and beautiful memory, and painted a bold and colorful stroke in his ordinary life.
Ren Yizi returned to Wen Siru's ward in a daze. Seeing the nurse about to help Wen Siru wipe his body, he quickly said to him, "Let me do it."
When the nurse saw that someone wanted to do his work for him, he happily handed him a towel.
"Go out, I won't tell anyone. You can still get your salary." Ren Yizi said to him again.
The nurse happily left the ward quickly, fearing that Ren Yizi would change his mind.
Ren Yizi patiently undressed Wen Siru's hospital gown, wiped his arm with a warm towel, and muttered to himself, "Tell me, how did you become like this?"
Of course, no one responded to him in the quiet ward.
He looked quietly at the dust particles floating in the air, his eyes moving.
Ren Yizi let it go. He didn't want to dwell on the things Wen Si Ru had done that made him sad and scared. At this moment, he just wanted Wen Si Ru to wake up.
In this world, everything except life and death is trivial.
He leaned over and kissed Wen Siru on the forehead lightly, and said gently to the unconscious man in front of him: "Ruzi, please wake up soon. I still have so many things to say to you. There are still so many things we haven't done together. I don't want to go anywhere else in this life. I just want to be with you. Can you bear to leave me alone in this world?"
After he finished speaking, he wiped Wen Si Ru's body, re-buttoned his clothes, stared at Wen Si Ru's cheek for a long time, then turned around and left the ward, looking back every few steps.
Behind the ward door, Wen Jiaen silently watched Ren Yizi's every move through the glass window on the door. When he saw that he was about to come out, he immediately walked away.
After Ren Yizi left the ward, Wen Siru was still sleeping on the bed with his eyes closed.
But a crystal teardrop gently slid down the corner of her eye.
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