Chapter 87 Going Home Shall we go home?
The next day, Lin Yiran and Chen Si returned to Jiangning.
The first thing Lin Yiran did upon returning was to take Chen Si back to the hospital for a checkup. After a thorough examination, Shang Jue smiled and said, "There's nothing seriously wrong. You only need to have a follow-up checkup every two to four weeks."
Lin Yiran, who had never suffered a fracture, asked with some surprise, "So long?"
Shang Jue adjusted his glasses and smiled, "Yiran, he did break a bone. It takes a hundred days to fully recover from a broken bone."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yiran shut up and obediently remained silent. Chen Si, who was sitting on the stool in front of her, glanced back at her with a smile and shook his head helplessly.
The two packed up and left the hospital. When they left, Lin Yiran was pulled aside by Shang Jue to ask for her WeChat. Not only did he ask for her WeChat, but he also gossiped about her.
Shang Jue crossed his arms, his expression anything but innocent. "What? How did you two make up?"
Can we talk?
Lin Yiran sighed helplessly, "How can someone who loves gossip be a doctor?"
Why not switch careers and go into the entertainment industry? There's so much gossip there.
Shang Jue pouted and retorted sharply, "No way! Do you know how difficult it was for me to study medicine for so many years? Do you know how painful final exam week is?"
Even studying abroad is very tiring!
She was unhappy that so much effort had gone to waste.
Lin Yiran nodded in agreement, feeling a deep empathy. Although she didn't know how tiring it was to study medicine, she knew how tiring it was to study law.
During finals week, I went to the library every day, and most of the students in the library hallways were from two different subjects.
The first is law, and the second is the Chinese language.
Every year during final exam week, Lin Yiran and her roommates would take apples to the sculpture in front of the administration building as a "tribute."
At the last moment, I switched to idealism, at least I had confidence.
The two chatted for a while, then Chen Si, who was outside the door, knocked on the door impatiently to indicate that time was almost up.
Lin Yiran and Shang Jue were both taken aback.
Shang Jue broke the silence first, laughing and joking, "Can you tolerate such a clingy husband?"
Shang Jue looked Lin Yiran up and down, and had a feeling that she... probably wouldn't like the style of the person outside the door.
Lin Yiran saw through her thoughts and didn't answer her question directly, but just smiled and asked, "So what does your husband do?"
Shang Jue shrugged. "Pilot."
After saying that, he added cheerfully, "We only see each other a few times a year."
She's happy to have some free time; she's so lucky to have money and time all to herself.
Lin Yiran continued, "So you met on a plane?"
Shang Jue simply shook his head, then smiled and uttered under Lin Yiran's slightly curious gaze, "We met in bed."
Lin Yiran: "..."
As expected, she's not very good at gossiping.
...
"Now let's go to Godmother's house and pick up the cotton."
Lin Yiran helped Chen Si fasten his seatbelt and smiled at him.
Chen Sihui nodded in agreement as she said this. The taxi started moving and the city scenery shifted backward. Lin Yiran suddenly turned her gaze away from the car window and looked at Chen Sihui.
Chen Si felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. He felt uneasy under her gaze and asked in a steady voice, "What's wrong?"
Lin Yiran pursed her lips and tentatively asked, "What about your work?"
"Did you take the past two days off?"
Chen Si replied: "..."
She didn't seem to be joking, and Chen Si couldn't help but laugh out loud. He reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone indulgent, "The company isn't so inhumane as to let someone who's been in a car accident come to work."
Besides, his father wouldn't let him go to work with a broken bone.
Chen Si requested two weeks of leave and will return to work after his health stabilizes.
Lin Yiran nodded and said "oh" twice.
Chen Si chuckled, "You really want me to work here?"
Lin Yiran glanced at him secretly. Actually, no, she just suddenly realized the problem and didn't react for a moment.
But she wanted to tease him. A sly smile flickered at the corner of her lips, and she looked at him with bright, sparkling eyes. "Right?"
Chen Si raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.
Lin Yiran emboldened and continued, "I get paid while you're at work! This feeling of indirectly exploiting capitalists is just......"
Lin Yiran's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Sihui's deep gaze. She smiled and hooked her hand around his, coaxing him, "Just kidding! Just kidding!"
Chen Sihui said with some dissatisfaction, "Give me one request, okay?"
"What?"
Chen Si looked back at her and said with utmost seriousness, "Could you come with me to the company's annual meeting?"
He knew she didn't really like crowded places, but he had this selfish motive: he wanted her to accompany him to meet some formal business partners so he could pave the way for her company.
Lin Yiran didn't hesitate much, "I promise you."
Relationships are about mutual tolerance. Just as he tolerated his own reluctance to have a wedding, she should also tolerate someone's little bit of selfishness.
Sunlight streamed in through the car window, falling between the two of them, their tightly clasped hands feeling even warmer in the warm sun.
...
"You're back."
Zheng Jie happily opened the door for the two of them; she had been following Yao Zhicheng's situation.
As soon as Lin Yiran saw her, tears welled up in her eyes, and she whispered, "You're back."
Seeing her sentimental, Chen Si tightened his grip on her hand.
The two went inside. When Cotton saw Chen Si return, she stretched gracefully on the balcony and then slowly moved closer, rubbing her round head against his legs.
Chen Si smiled and turned to Lin Yiran, whispering, "I knew it might be missing me."
Lin Yiran: "..."
Yang Changyun, who had just come out of the bedroom: "..."
At the dinner table, Zheng Jie ladled a large bowl of bone broth for Chen Si, her concern almost overflowing, "How did you get into a car accident?"
"Are you not concentrating?"
At this point, Mr. Yang, who had been eating quietly to the side, suddenly had a bad feeling.
really……
The next second, Zheng Jie started giving examples, "When Changyun's dad was young, he drove incredibly fast, like he didn't have eyes..."
"After a car accident, he became more obedient."
"Young people shouldn't rush if they have urgent matters. What if something unexpected happens? Right?"
Chen Si smiled and agreed, "Godmother is right, I will pay attention in the future."
He slowly sipped his soup with a spoon in his left hand, his gaze softly fixed on Lin Yiran.
Taking advantage of the commotion, Chen Si asked Lin Yiran in a low voice, "So who told you I was in a car accident back then?"
He bet those two wouldn't tell.
They knew how important Lin Yiran was to him.
When he started talking about the past, Lin Yiran also remembered it. She put down her chopsticks, pressed down the cotton ball that was trying to peek out from her lap to steal some meat, turned to look at him, and laughed heartily, "Your sister Chen Miao really learned the right skills."
Chen Si replied: "?"
Lin Yiran smiled and recounted the entire story of that day to her.
After listening to the whole thing, Chen Si fell silent.
No? How come he never noticed Chen Miao was so smart before?
However, at this very moment, Chen Miao, who was being praised for her intelligence, was being punished by standing in the corner because she couldn't recite classical Chinese poems.
After dinner, Chen Si was left alone in Lin Yiran's room. The reason was simple: Lin Yiran had been dragged away by Yang Changyun.
Chen Sihui didn't want to be a stingy man, so he naturally agreed to give them two hours alone.
Chen Si looked around the room and finally fixed his gaze on the clock on the white wall.
hiss-
Why is the clock hand turning so slowly?
.
"What's wrong? Have you made up?"
The light in Yang Changyun's eyes fell on Lin Yiran, who felt that the heat of this gossip was burning her.
Lin Yiran smiled helplessly and nodded slowly under Yang Changyun's gaze.
Yang Changyun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and her smile deepened. "Sigh..."
Yang Changyun hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Lin Yiran asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"You two..." Yang Changyun spoke haltingly, as if tickling Lin Yiran's heart.
Lin Yiran couldn't help but sigh. She asked, "What happened?"
"Are you really back together?"
Lin Yiran: "..."
They initially thought it was a nuclear explosion, but it turned out to be just fog.
"Otherwise what?"
Yang Changyun raised his hand, touched his nose, and smiled, "It's good that we've made up, it's good that we've made up."
She continued, "So, are you going to go back and live with him?"
Yang Changyun was a little reluctant to part with Lin Yiran, although... but... she had spent so much time with Lin Yiran and was a little reluctant to leave her.
Lin Yiran smiled, "I can come back often."
Her eyes crinkled into a smile. "Isn't this my home?"
Zheng Jie's family treated her very well. She had never experienced family before, and they showered her with love. When Yang's father was promoted during her university years, they moved from a two-bedroom apartment to a three-bedroom one. The family immediately and happily renovated a room for Lin Yiran, and despite Lin Yiran's repeated refusals, they couldn't persuade her otherwise.
She remembered that summer when she came home from school alone, and Yang Changyun pulled her aside to show her the layout of the room.
Zheng Jie and Yang's father stood at the door and added, "You can still decide on the specific details of the renovation."
And so, after a life of constant wandering, she finally had her first room of her own.
It wasn't given to her by her parents, but by people who loved her.
Countless nights she asked Zheng Jie, "Why are you so good to me?"
Why is that? I can't find the reason myself.
Zheng Jie just laughed at her for being silly and asking such a silly question. She said, "Of course I'll treat you well if I treat you like my daughter."
Zheng Jie's kind smile was etched in Lin Yiran's mind.
Many things and lessons have taught her that love based on blood ties is not necessarily balanced and stable, and love built with sincerity does not necessarily come from parents.
It could come from anyone.
"All right."
Yang Changyun stood up and hugged Lin Yiran tightly, still a little reluctant to part with her.
The two chatted for a while longer before Lin Yiran returned to her room to find Chen Si.
"Honey, it's been two and a half hours."
Chen Sihui sat casually in the chair in front of his desk, speaking in a low, leisurely tone.
Lin Yiran: "..."
She went inside and closed the door. "Chen, don't you feel that ever since your car accident, you've become more and more..."
What's getting more and more...?
Lin Yiran's system crashed temporarily.
Chen Sihui, however, remained calm, subtly twirling his ring with his left thumb and grinning roguishly, "What's gotten into you, wife?"
Lin Yiran quietly swallowed the words "spoiled and arrogant," and uttered the other two words, "excessive."
Chen Si's smile faded slightly. He stopped what he was doing and sighed heavily. "Sigh, just as I thought. What they said online was true. Some people just don't cherish what they have. They said they loved me, but now..."
Before he could finish his rambling, Lin Yiran interrupted him with a smile, "Hey, Chen, Si, Hui!"
Lin called his name and walked closer to him.
She sincerely promised him, "I will always love you."
Someone, being a jerk, asked, "Isn't it love?"
Lin Yiran "..."
Lin Yiran warned him, "If you say another word, even the affection will disappear."
Chen Sihui knew when to stop. He stood up, bent down and hugged Lin Yiran, turned his head and gently kissed her cheek. His tender voice echoed in the room, "Shall we go home?"
Go home, go back to our home.
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Author's note: P.S.: Chen Miao, I understand you.
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(What a coincidence! I ran into an orange cat in front of my house today! But it was fatter than Cotton, the first time I've ever seen such a fat cat. It even ate a small bag of my cat food [question mark])
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