Chapter 175 Yanyan, let me tell you a story
Su Muyang saw Mu Nanyan staring at him, so he said softly:
"Yanyan, let's go sit over there on the sofa."
"good."
Mu Nanyan nodded, but she felt a little uneasy. Did Su Muyang have something to say to her? What was he going to say?
The two of them walked to the sofa and sat down. Su Muyang poured her a glass of juice and then poured himself a glass.
There was a subtle silence in the air, as if time was stretched out at this moment.
Mu Nanyan held the cup, her fingertips feeling slightly cold, while Su Muyang looked down at the juice in the cup, as if considering how to start.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Muyang finally raised his head, his eyes gentle but firm:
"Yanyan, let me tell you a story."
"good."
Mu Nanyan responded softly, with a vague suspicion in her heart: Is he going to explain the reason for their breakup? Her heartbeat unconsciously quickened a few beats.
Su Muyang's voice was low and pleasant, and it sounded slowly:
"Once upon a time, there was a little boy who lived in an incredibly happy family. His parents loved each other very much, he had an older brother who doted on him, and he had a group of friends he grew up with. He had no worries about food and clothing, and lived a happy life. Perhaps because his life was so smooth and perfect, even God couldn't help but feel jealous and wanted to bring him some hardships."
He paused, his eyes a little distant, as if lost in memories:
"When the little boy was in kindergarten, he loved running and jumping, so he participated in the school's sports meet. Just as he was about to reach the halfway point of his run, he suddenly felt short of breath and fatigue all over his body. His legs gave way and he fell to the ground. Before he fainted, he saw all the teachers and classmates running towards him. Then he lost consciousness."
Mu Nanyan remained silent after hearing this. Su Muyang took a sip of the juice on the table before continuing:
"When the boy woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed with an IV drip in his hand. His parents and brother were around him. Everyone told him that he was fine and that he had just fainted due to low blood sugar."
"But the boy soon realized something was wrong. He stayed in the hospital for three days, and the doctors showed no intention of discharging him. He could hear his mother sobbing softly outside the ward when he fell asleep at night, and his brother treated him better than before. He didn't know why his mother was crying. Even his father, who was usually busy with work, stayed with him in the hospital every day and hadn't been to the office for several days."
"The little boy couldn't resist his curiosity, so he woke up the next morning when the doctor came to check on him, but he kept pretending to be asleep. The doctor asked his parents to leave, saying he had something to tell them. The little boy was left alone in the ward. He carefully got out of bed, walked to the door, and eavesdropped. He heard the doctor say, 'It's basically confirmed that this child has congenital heart disease. He was still young, so his growth and development were normal, and his activity and endurance were not restricted. But as he gets older, the workload on his heart gradually increases. I'm afraid he won't be able to engage in strenuous exercise anymore. His condition is quite serious, and he may need to stay in the hospital for a long time.' At the time, the little boy didn't know what congenital heart disease was. He just knew that he would never be able to exercise again and would have to stay in the hospital to recuperate."
"Since then, the little boy said goodbye to school and lost all his friends. His life became monotonous and lonely. Besides his family, the people he saw most often were doctors, nurses, and his tutor. As the days passed, the boy's condition became increasingly serious, and he spent almost half a month in the hospital. People around him began to talk behind his back, calling him a sickly person. Gradually, no one wanted to be his friend anymore."
Mu Nanyan listened quietly, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. She could imagine the loneliness and helplessness of the little boy. Su Muyang continued:
"Later, when the little boy was 18 years old, he underwent a crucial surgery. The operation was successful, and his condition improved significantly. The doctor told him that as long as he didn't engage in strenuous exercise in the next few years, the disease would basically not recur. Upon hearing this news, the little boy was filled with joy and a desire for freedom. Despite his parents' objections, he resolutely left Haicheng and went to Beijing to attend university. He knew that in Beijing, no one there would recognize him and would not treat him as a patient who needed to be carefully cared for."
At this point, Su Muyang's mouth corners slightly raised, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes:
"Later, the boy met a girl in college. That girl was like a bright light, illuminating his once gloomy life without warning. She never flinched in the face of difficulties, always bravely facing them head-on. Her brilliant smile seemed to have a magical power. Every time he saw her, the boy felt hope rekindled in his heart, and life seemed less difficult. Gradually, the boy developed a deep affection for the girl, and finally one day, he mustered up the courage to confess his love to her. To his immense joy, she liked him back."
"Those three years at university were the happiest and most unforgettable days in the boy's life. He was so immersed in the sweetness of love and the beauty of life that he almost forgot he was ill. However, fate always seemed to like to play tricks on people. Just when he thought he could continue in this happy state, one day during class, he suddenly felt palpitations and difficulty breathing. He felt a little breathless. That familiar, uncomfortable feeling was exactly the symptoms of a recurrence of his heart disease."
Mu Nanyan's heart trembled suddenly, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the cup. She vaguely guessed the ending of the story, but still couldn't help asking:
"And then?"
Su Muyang's voice deepened a bit, with a hint of bitterness:
"Later, he was filled with fear that his condition would worsen again. So he hurriedly contacted his brother, who rushed over and took him for a comprehensive examination. The doctor told him that his condition was extremely critical and that domestic technology was not capable of completing the surgery. He might need to go abroad for further treatment."
"The little boy didn't know how long he would have to lie in the hospital bed during this treatment abroad. He was filled with helplessness and pain. He loved the girl deeply, but he was also worried that his illness would hinder her bright future. So, the day before leaving, he suppressed his reluctance, took the initiative to find the girl, and broke up with her. After that, he went abroad and began the long and arduous journey of treatment."
Mu Nanyan's eyes were slightly red, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something. She finally understood why Su Muyang left suddenly and why he broke up so decisively.
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