Meng Sheng could imagine Cui Xueheng's despair and tears at that time, and he also understood how cruel Pei Sui was.
He originally had no feelings for Cui Xueheng, but he had always been concerned about the fragile mother-son relationship on the surface.
I would only go back to see her when she was seriously ill.
Whether it was true or false, at least he did it.
But, there is nothing more.
There won’t be any.
Now, even the last layer of fig leaf has been completely torn off.
It also broke Cui Xueheng's pride and hope. Even if she recovered from her illness, she would probably grieve for the ruined plum garden for the rest of her life.
Some wounds leave marks on the heart and will not completely disappear with the passage of time.
Just like the hurt Cui Xueheng brought to Pei Sui, it has been nearly thirty years and will never fade.
It's just because his patience has accumulated in an inconspicuous corner. Once there is a fuse, it will explode completely and cannot be saved.
She was only stunned for a few seconds, but many thoughts flashed through her mind.
Her gaze fell on Pei Sui again, and looking at the red bloodshot in his eyes, her heart trembled uncontrollably.
It hurts.
Can……
It's just heartache, not weakness.
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the old lady in front of her with a kind and apologetic face, her pale lips pressed into a straight line.
Just as I was about to decline, the door of the room was suddenly opened.
The nurse came out, looked at her and nodded slightly, then replied respectfully and calmly, "Miss Meng, the old man asked you to take the distinguished guests in."
Meng Sheng was stunned for a moment, and his breathing became tight. "My dad is awake?"
The nurse nodded. "Yes, the old man had just woken up and heard voices outside, so he asked me to come and take a look. I told him the truth that an old lady had come with two gentlemen, and he let you in."
Meng Sheng frowned slightly and thought for a few seconds. She glanced at the three of them, grandparents and grandchildren, but didn't say anything. She went in first to visit Meng Chengli.
"Dad, how are you? Do you still feel uncomfortable in your chest?"
Meng Sheng walked nervously to the edge of the bed and asked with concern in his eyes.
Since Meng Chengli woke up yesterday, he has felt chest tightness and pain from time to time. This is why he didn't sleep well last night.
Therefore, his sleep has been intermittent until today, and he would wake up after sleeping for a while because of the discomfort and pressure.
Although Meng Chengli's test score was only one point, the symptoms did not appear in any regular pattern and each time did not last long, ranging from a few minutes to more than ten minutes.
Then repeat after a few hours.
However, the symptoms can still be seen at a glance when they appear.
The face will sag a little, and when smiling it will look very stiff and the curve will not be able to be stretched out.
My arms are also a little weak, and the left side falls down because I can't lift it up.
But fortunately, my speech is not unclear. As long as I speak slowly, I won’t have slurred speech or milder symptoms such as not being able to find the right words to express myself.
At this moment, Meng Chengli's face looked normal except that he was a little pale. His expression was also the same, except that his eyes looked a little weathered.
There was also a hint of displeasure and forbearance.
He was obviously still angry about this matter.
Meng Sheng didn't want the Pei family to see her father, and she was also afraid that when he saw them, he would think of Cui Xueheng. His blood surged again and he couldn't control his emotions.
But he also understood that it was not good for him to have no way to vent his emotions and keep them suppressed in his heart.
Meng Chengli shook his head gently, patted the back of her hand that was supporting her beside him soothingly, and said soothingly, "It's okay, don't panic, let them in."
"Um."
Meng Sheng responded softly and turned his head to look at the door.
Old Mrs. Pei walked in slowly with a cane. She was stunned when she saw Meng Chengli, who was pale and weak on the hospital bed.
It’s not that she hasn’t seen Meng Chengli before, but it’s just not many times.
The wealthy circle in Beijing, no matter how many categories it is divided into, is still a circle.
There are only so many people in the circle, and it is difficult to change them in more than ten years. Even if the relationship is average or not familiar, it is common to meet occasionally at a banquet or something.
Meng Chengli and Asui's father were not particularly unfamiliar with each other. They went to the same high school, but Asui's father was two years older than Meng Chengli. They had participated in competitions for the school together.
However, after Asui's father graduated, the two had no more contact.
The last time the old lady saw him was seven or eight years ago, at the funeral of the old man of the Meng family.
Meng Chengli is now much thinner and older, and he no longer has the spirit he once had.
Yes, a lot of things have happened to the Meng family in recent years, and he himself has suffered in the hospital for so long.
The old lady slowly walked to the edge of the bed. "Chengli, it's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect to see you again because of something like this. I thought it was because of Asui and... Oh... I'm sorry, it's because our Pei family didn't control her that she let him talk nonsense in front of you..."
The old lady's words were very sincere and not at all smooth. She admitted her mistakes and apologized when she should.
There is no intention of being sloppy at all.
After confirming that Meng Chengli was fine, Meng Sheng took a few steps back to let the old lady talk to Meng Chengli.
Meng Chengli's attitude was somewhat cold. Because of Cui Xueheng, it was hard for him not to cast a deeper filter on the Pei family.
Old Madam Pei is indeed a remarkable figure in Beijing, and Meng Chengli is also a polite person. Although he is a little angry with the Pei family, he still does not turn his face away from Old Madam Pei.
But the reply was stiff, and every word was filled with rejection.
He acted as if the Pei family didn't need to apologize, and then he spoke frankly.
His tone was also stiff, revealing a coldness, alienation, and a bit of anger, "What's the point of apologizing and saying these nice words?!
Your Pei family may look down on our Meng family. Our Meng family has only produced intellectuals for generations. It was not until Shengsheng's generation that things changed. Her brother joined the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and she studied fine arts.
But no matter what, our Meng family has been established in Beijing for a hundred years and has a deep foundation.
My daughter Shengsheng was also raised in the palm of my and her mother's hands. Up to this age, we couldn't bear to scold or hit her. We just wanted to give her the best things.
But what about you, the Cui family? You're so arrogant! The marriage is so far away, yet you come to me with such a shameless attitude to insult and slander her. How can I bear this?
Let me tell you, I was very merciful by not letting Shengsheng call the police. I did this for your sake and also because of the help your second son has given to Shengsheng during this period. We in the Meng family are not the kind of people who are so heartless, otherwise, I would never let it go.
Since our two families don't have much fate, and it's almost over today, then from now on, we should not have any more contact. Our Meng family can't afford it, and we can't afford to be with you."
When Pei Sui heard this, his heart skipped a beat. In an instant, it was as if a wave as high as the sky had knocked him to the ground.
The whole person seemed to fall into the water, struggling "gurglingly". After a short while, he felt suffocated and his heart and lungs began to ache.
He walked forward a few steps, stood at the end of the bed, bowed to Meng Chengli, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "I'm sorry..."
Although I was anxious, I couldn't say anything.
It seems that whatever I say is wrong and everything I say is just quibbling.
This matter was clear and simple, so he really didn't know what else to say except sorry.
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