25 One ten-thousandth of the pain at this moment
"Sister, you've been distracted again."
"Oh?" Ni Yue came back to his senses in a daze, turned around and made eye contact with the young master.
His eyes were like the two pools of water in Jiuzhaigou, so clear that you could see the bottom at a glance, and his smile was obvious - he was not blaming her, but making fun of her.
"I didn't expect it was raining so heavily outside." Ni Yue winked at him, tilted her wrist slightly, and poured warm water with a mint and colorful scent onto the bath towel, stirring up faint splashes and a wisp of barely perceptible steam.
As usual, the young master's legs were sticking out from under the bath towel like bent bamboo poles.
It was rare for Ni Yue to be distracted so often today.
When she went out in the morning and saw dark clouds overhead, she remembered to check the weather forecast. Sure enough, there would be heavy rain today. No wonder Disney had so many spare tickets.
It rains a lot in Shanghai in June and July, but as the saying goes, "Shangshan is like water, which is undeterred by wind or rain." Ni Yue can still place orders in any weather, so he is no longer sensitive to the weather.
However, if she had known that the weather was so bad today, she would never have let Wu Xia and Ni Ying go to Disneyland.
Seeing the rain outside the window getting heavier, she began to worry about the mother and son. She thought they wouldn't be able to have a good time in Disneyland and would be washed away by the rain soon.
I felt a little guilty.
"Hey, the furnishings in this cupboard seem different from the last time we came here?"
Zhang Chenling, who was massaging the young master's scalp, suddenly spoke. She saw the young master's mother holding a small towel, walking behind the bathtub, and carefully wiping the glass door of the cabinet.
"Yes, he has done it twice in the past week!" The young master's mother turned her head to look at Zhang Chenling, with an uncontrollable smile on her lips. She wore red lipstick today and looked a lot younger.
"Once he cosplayed as a nurse, once he cosplayed as Qin Che, I took so many photos and videos for him," she glanced at the young master, her tone somewhat resentful, "but he absolutely refused to post them on Bilibili, and wouldn't let me show them to you!"
"Oh, Mom, don't talk nonsense!" The young master's cheeks flushed and he interrupted his mother.
After a pause, he turned his gaze to Ni Yue and asked earnestly, "By the way, my birthday is next month, and my mom and I want to invite you guys over. How about we have a theme party? And invite Brother Yuang as well."
"He's going to change departments, so he might be busy..." Ni Yue subconsciously relayed what Chen Yuang said last night to the young master.
As he was speaking, he suddenly felt something was strange, so he quickly stopped talking and didn't continue.
Recalling the interaction between the two of them last night, she felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
"It doesn't matter. Let Brother Yuang decide the time then."
As the young master spoke, he looked at Xu Zhiqian who was silently scrubbing his body. A voice in his heart said: This brother surnamed Xu is taciturn and like a mute person. He is not fun at all.
In the evening, Ni Yue and Zhang Chenling walked into the house while shaking off their umbrellas, but were stunned by the scene in front of them.
I saw Wu Xia lying on her back on the sofa, groaning while holding a crutch in her arms.
One of her feet was placed on the coffee table next to her. From the sole of her foot to her calf, it was wrapped in thick white gauze, with only five messy toes exposed.
The two sisters stared at each other, and Ni Yue hurried forward to ask, "Mom, how did you do this?"
"It's all because of that little bastard!" Wu Xia gritted her teeth and pointed her finger viciously at Ni Ying who was sitting not far away. The latter was sitting at the kitchen table, immersed in playing mobile games without even raising his head.
As soon as the mother and son entered Disney today, they were drenched by the downpour. Fortunately, there were not many people in the park, and they basically did not have to wait for the activities that usually required queuing. Ni Ying excitedly pulled Wu Xia to play this and that, but they did not expect that after they came out of the Over the Horizon, Wu Xia was dizzy and her footing was not stable, so she was pulled by Ni Ying and stumbled. There was water on the ground, and the plastic soles of her shoes slipped, and the 150-pound weight fell directly on her ankles.
With a "crack," her ankle instantly swelled up higher than a steamed bun. The staff quickly helped her to the park's medical clinic for a simple checkup. The doctor suspected a fracture and told her to go to the hospital immediately for an X-ray. She had no choice but to drag Ni Ying, who was unwilling to leave, and took a taxi to the nearest hospital...
"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing?" Listening to Wu Xia's description, Ni Yue felt distressed and complained.
"How dare I disturb you?" Wu Xia rolled her eyes and asked angrily, "Isn't your work more important than my ankle?"
Zhang Chenling walked over and looked carefully. "The gauze is so thick, is there a plaster cast inside?"
Wu Xia nodded. "That's right. It's a fracture and ligament damage. The doctor said it will take several weeks to remove it!"
"Several weeks?!" Ni Yue was shocked.
Zhang Chenling remained calm on the surface, but her heart was buzzing with fear. Oh no, Aunt Wu won’t be able to leave for a while!
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Ni Yue came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He heard snoring coming from his room and couldn't help but chuckle.
As usual, a light was left on in her cousin's room. She tiptoed to open the door and found that her cousin was still awake.
Zhang Chenling was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at her cell phone with a serious expression.
"Cousin, are you waiting for me?" Ni Yue asked as he climbed onto the bed.
Zhang Chenling smiled faintly, "No, I'm just looking at some information."
Ni Yue knelt on the bed and apologized to her solemnly: "Cousin, I'm sorry!"
"What are you doing?" Zhang Chenling was surprised. "I can't stand being kowtowed to for no reason!"
"My mom..." Ni Yue pointed to the next door, afraid that Wu Xia would hear her complaints in her dreams, and whispered softly, "I don't know how long we'll have to stay here. It's really affecting our normal lives!"
"Don't say that," Zhang Chenling squeezed Ni Yue's soft hand to comfort her, "Everyone here is a guest, and spraining your ankle is a big deal for anyone! She definitely doesn't want to sprain it! Besides, we both go out early and come back late every day, so it won't affect anything."
Ni Yue sighed softly, "I want to learn from Old Lady Dong and recite scriptures every day, and try to send her back home as soon as possible."
"You scared me. I thought you were going to send her away early!" Zhang Chenling smiled awkwardly, let go of her hand, and continued to look at her phone.
"What are you looking at?" Ni Yue was curious and came over to take a look.
"I saw the ALS information you shared in the group a few days ago! I've already read it twice. I have to help B Wang's wife bathe early the day after tomorrow, so I'll study it again while I have time. Oh, and the official media interview program is scheduled for this Friday, the day after tomorrow."
Speaking of this, Zhang Chenling frowned. She had always been looking forward to this day coming sooner, but when it finally came, she felt as if she was not prepared for anything.
"...I've thought about it. We need to rehearse in advance. Xu Zhiqian's place is too small, and the cafe outside isn't suitable either. If all else fails, we can invite him to our house on Wednesday or Thursday night to rehearse."
"Oh, how do you know he lives in a small place?"
Ni Yue grasped the key point. She only remembered Xu Zhiqian saying that he lived on a nearby street, but he didn't say where exactly.
Zhang Chenling was stunned and stammered, "I...he told me during the interview!"
"Oh," Ni Yue didn't pay much attention to her reaction and sighed, "He seems to be quite old and should have a family, but I've never heard him mention his family."
"...You're acting like Professor Xu in the middle of the night, meddling in other people's private affairs?" Zhang Chenling rolled her eyes. "Since you enjoy rambling so much, the job of scrubbing B Wang's wife's bath and chatting with her the day after tomorrow will be yours. Don't try to find excuses to hide behind me or rush to wash my hair then!"
"How difficult is that!" Ni Yue curled his lips, and another question popped up in his mind, "Can B Wang's wife still chat like a normal person?"
"I heard from King B that she only squeezes out a few words at a time, but she loves chatting!"
King B’s home is just upstairs from “Xiaoshengbb”.
"So you named the bar 'Xiao Sheng BB' because you hope everyone will keep their voices down and not disturb your wife's rest?"
Ni Yue asked King B panting.
He was walking up the stairs a few steps ahead of her, his arms tense as he helped them lift the bathtub.
Fortunately, the floor was low, so they quickly carried the bathtub to B Wang's door. Without even catching his breath, B Wang looked at Ni Yue and answered her question. "You're half right. The store used to be called 'Daisy BB,' but then the neighbors kept complaining," he said, gesturing in all directions with a look of helplessness. "I bribed them with bottles of beer, but it didn't work. I don't know who complained about me again, so we had to change the name to remind everyone who comes to drink to keep their voices down!"
"Pfft..." Ni Yue laughed out loud, "Are you sure changing your name will work?"
"Anyway, I tried my best!" B Wang smiled, rubbed his hands on his jeans, pressed the fingerprint lock on the door, heard a "click", turned back and whispered: "There is no movement in my house, because I specially replaced the best soundproof glass!"
Three people followed King B into his home.
The two-bedroom, one-living room apartment is open from north to south, and its layout is very similar to the old house where the two sisters lived, but it is decorated in an exceptionally cozy way, with warm-toned furniture. A row of Lingna Belles of different sizes are placed on the orange leather sofa, and many Polaroid photos are hung on the walls.
The smiling faces of young men and women look carefree.
However, there is one difference between this place and an ordinary home: there are hospital-style handrails installed on almost every wall.
Zhang Chenling and Ni Yue looked around, and finally, at the same time, they looked towards the master bedroom. Through a crack in the door, they saw B Wang, his lower back exposed, half-crouching beside the bed. His voice was as soft as cotton candy, "The bath assistant is here. Aunt Chen is here, so I won't stay with you. I'm busy at the shop."
The woman lying on the bed only replied briefly with three words, "Okay, you're busy."
The voice was soft and a little muffled, but gentle nonetheless.
"You go ahead and do your thing, don't worry I'm here!" Another voice was crisp and clear. I could only hear the voice but not see the person. I guess it was Aunt Shen, the full-time caregiver of B Wang's wife.
Afterwards, King B stood up and invited the three people into the master bedroom, gave them a brief introduction and left.
Xu Zhiqian followed him back to the living room to install the bathtub, while the two sisters stayed in the room to prepare for bathing.
bWang's wife looked at Zhang Chenling and Ni Yue, opened her mouth, and said, "Thank you for your help."
She was very thin, her body tucked away beneath the air-conditioning quilt, barely rising above the bed. Her face was devoid of flesh, and compared to the photos on the living room wall, she was almost unrecognizable. Yet, she was still beautiful, with large, bright eyes and long, thick eyelashes. They reminded Ni Yue of her childhood toys—the kind of large dolls that opened their eyes when they stood up.
...What a pity.
Zhang Chenling's nose felt sore, and she smiled and comforted him, "We are not afraid of trouble. Helping others solve their problems is the happiest thing in life."
Ni Yue did not join their conversation, her attention was firmly drawn to the bookshelf beside the bed.
In the middle of the bookshelf stood a row of works that she was so familiar with that she could even recite the contents by heart: "Three Essentials for a Bad Girl's Love Life," "You Are My Most Obedient Puppy," "The Overbearing CEO Turns Out to Be Love-Brained," and "The Rough Man Can't Stop..."
"Oh my god!" She turned her head to look at those beautiful eyes, her face filled with ecstasy, "You're also a fan of Sister Paoqiu's books!"
Her answer was a smile.
"And you love her more than I do! You have every version of every one of her books. Some special editions are limited and cannot be bought at all. You are so amazing!" Ni Yue became more and more excited as he spoke. His eyes lingered on these books and he was reluctant to blink.
Then, as if on a treasure hunt, his eyes moved to the top shelf of the bookshelf.
But it stopped instantly.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Chenling saw that Ni Yue's body suddenly stiffened and felt something was wrong.
Ni Yue was silent for a while before slowly turning around and said, "Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom."
Her voice was steady, almost uncharacteristic of her, and the expression on her face was unusually controlled.
...What's going on? Zhang Chenling was confused.
Ni Yue didn't give her cousin a chance to explore further. She ran into the bathroom in the living room and locked the door.
"I'm sorry, she's just too lazy to go out and poop and pee!" Zhang Chenling explained to B Wang's wife with an embarrassed look on her face. The latter smiled and looked at the ceiling, muttering two words: "It's okay."
The gentle and soft voice penetrated every pore and entered Ni Yue's ears through the door. It instantly turned into a sharp blade and stabbed her heart fiercely.
She was in excruciating pain.
It seems that all the pain I have experienced in the past combined is not even one ten-thousandth of the pain at this moment.
She closed her eyes and let the tears flow unrestrainedly. Her nasal cavity was soon filled with stuffiness, but she didn't dare cry out loud. She could only gasp for breath. If she stopped for a moment, she might be suffocated to death by her own tears and snot.
Just now, she saw several crystal trophies of various shapes on the top shelf of the bookshelf: "Champion of the Second Douban Cup Essay Contest", "Best Romance Work Award of the Third Douban Cup Essay Contest", "Champion of the 2019 Shanghai Story Essay Contest"...
On all the trophies, the winners’ names are all written without exception - "Running to the Moon".
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