Chapter 37 Date Me
Si Yuan used to really like his protection.
She even longed for his subtle, almost imperceptible touch.
Sometimes he would scold her for doing something wrong, and she would feel sad, but if he patted her head, she would be happy again.
But this time, Si Yuan dodged it.
Song Yan was somewhat surprised.
He realized that she was sad.
She kept her head down, as if she was afraid of him.
Song Yan never imagined that one day he would make Si Yuan afraid.
He regretted hitting her earlier.
That slap just now felt like it really shattered something, something that can never be put back together.
The marks on her face were so red, but she didn't cry.
Si Yuan walked towards Song's mother's ward without looking back.
Song Yan followed behind, watching her slender figure, feeling a tightness in his chest, as if something was blocking his heart.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Lin Shuangyu took his hand.
The ward door was gently pushed open, and the sound of a nurse speaking softly could be heard from inside.
Si Yuan walked in, went straight to Song's mother's bedside, lowered her eyes, and leaned close to her, listening to the nurse talk about the patient's condition.
Song's mother was aggressive, but she had also been kind to Si Yuan.
Even the smallest kindness can make Si Yuan remember it for a long time.
So when she saw Song's mother lying motionless on the hospital bed wearing an oxygen mask, she was still greatly shocked, and her eyes still reddened.
She remembered the time when her biological parents died.
Song Yan stood to the side, watching her quiet profile.
After the nurse finished speaking, she suddenly noticed the red mark on Si Yuan's face, frowned, and asked, "Miss, what happened to your face? Do you need it treated?"
Si Yuan smoothed her hair to cover it, shook her head, and said it was nothing.
Lin Shuangyu happened to come over and was a little unhappy when he heard this.
Why didn't the nurse ask her?
I should have applied the foundation thinner today.
Lin Shuangyu regained her composure, stood beside Song Yan, and said softly, "Ayan, don't worry too much, your aunt will definitely wake up."
Song Yan ignored Lin Shuangyu's nonsense and kept his gaze fixed on Si Yuan.
Actually, Si Yuan used to be very delicate. She would cry for a long time if she got even the slightest injury, and he would have to comfort her for a long time.
It wasn't until her senior year of high school that she stopped being so spoiled, as if she had grown up overnight.
The more Song Yan thought about it, the stronger the inexplicable panic in his heart became.
He always felt that Si Yuan had distanced herself from him a long time ago.
——
Soon, Song's father also arrived.
Compared to the panic among the younger generation, he appeared much calmer.
Si Yuan told Song's father about the nurse's instructions.
Mr. Song nodded, his gaze lingering on Si Yuan's face for a moment.
Then he glanced at Song Yan beside him, his eyes showing obvious displeasure.
He coughed, turned and walked outside, gesturing for Song Yan to follow.
Song Yan's heart tightened, and he followed them out.
It was late at night, and the hospital corridor was quiet.
Song's father stopped, his back to Song Yan, his voice even colder than before: "You've always protected Xiao Yuan since she was little, how can you hit her now?"
Song Yan clenched his fists, his tone tinged with a hint of defense: "She was having an affair with another man, and she even said she wanted to leave the Song family completely. I acted impulsively..."
Song's father did not expect Si Yuan to say such a thing.
But he still said, "Have you ever thought about why she would rather leave?"
Song Yan was speechless when asked the question.
He had never thought about this question; he only felt that Si Yuan had been misled by outsiders.
"Xiao Yuan has been in the Song family for so many years. Don't we know her personality?" Mr. Song sighed, his tone softening. "If she were truly doing well, why would she want to leave?"
Song Yan lowered his head, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
Song's father's words did make him waver somewhat, but the thought of Si Yuan leaving made him feel restless again.
"Besides, isn't it good that she got a boyfriend? That means that someone did deliberately frame Xiaoyuan at the banquet that day."
Song Yan had finally forgotten about the banquet, but when it was brought up again, he lowered his head.
Song's father turned around and looked at him.
“That day, I saw you pick up that diary.”
Song Yan was startled, looked up, and looked at his father.
Song Yan has always been very disciplined. As the only son of the Song family, he has been raised to be the heir since childhood, so he has always been bound by upbringing and rules.
Song's father was strict with him, and Song's mother was even more so.
So when Mr. Song saw that his son had hidden the diary, his first reaction was surprise and confusion.
But he was very rational and immediately understood that Si Yuan's distorted feelings when she was a child were not just wishful thinking on her part.
But he still turned a blind eye.
Si Yuan could bear the suspicions of the world, after all, she was just an adopted daughter.
But Song Yan was different.
But unexpectedly, after that banquet...
To save face for the Song family, Song's father did not expose the truth at the time.
Businessmen, accustomed to being beneficiaries of the status quo, are unlikely to actively intervene and simply hope that things will be naturally suppressed.
But to everyone's surprise, Song Yan still didn't understand what he was doing, and even tried to continue interfering with Si Yuan.
"There are many things that Xiaoyuan doesn't understand, don't you understand?"
Song Yan didn't understand.
It turns out my father knew everything.
Therefore, they all tacitly approved of the banquet's attack on Si Yuan.
He didn't explain why he picked up the diary. For the first time, he tried to argue with his father: "I don't object to her having boyfriends, but she can't just be ambiguous with other people. What if someone bullies her..."
"Song Yan".
Mr. Song interrupted him, looking at him intently as if he were a child, just like his strict discipline: "It's good for the whole Song family if she can find someone she likes."
Song Yan suddenly stopped.
The person I like.
It seemed that a single sentence from Song's father had once again touched a secret deep within his heart that he himself was unaware of.
Si Yuan has found someone she likes.
She no longer saw herself as the only person she pursued, gradually forgot about him, and started to care about someone new.
She will get married sooner or later.
Song Yan really wanted to ask his father a question.
But what were the consequences of asking that question?
He couldn't afford it, and neither could Song's father.
As he had done many times before, he remained patient and quiet, continuing to maintain the composure and propriety befitting "Song Yan".
"Yes, Father, I understand."
——
Si Yuan had just tucked the blanket around Song's mother when her phone suddenly vibrated.
The two characters "Jiang Wang" were particularly eye-catching on the screen.
The message was only three words long: "Where is he?"
She then noticed the pale light of dawn outside the window; it was already daylight.
At this point, he must have realized she hadn't returned all night, and when he came to deliver breakfast, he found her gone.
Si Yuan hovered her fingertip over the screen and simply replied with one sentence: "The hospital, Song Yan's mother is sick."
The phone rang less than two seconds after the message was sent.
Jiang Wang's voice still carried the chill of the early morning; perhaps from smoking, it was a little hoarse: "Didn't sleep a wink all night?"
Si Yuan felt as if she had found a chance to catch her breath when she heard his voice.
"Um."
But the slight hoarseness in the last syllable still slipped out.
There was a moment of silence on Jiang Wang's end, then his tone turned serious: "Have you been wronged?"
Si Yuan gripped her phone tightly, then suddenly wanted to laugh, a hint of smugness in her voice: "No, I also slapped Lin Shuangyu."
Jiang Wang remained silent.
Si Yuan felt a little disappointed; she had thought Jiang Wang would praise her.
Jiang Wang paused for a moment, then his voice came through clearly: "Si Yuan, date me."
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