Chapter 445: One Life

Sang Xiaomian turned around and saw Meng Zhiyi standing next to the nurse wearing sunglasses.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then looked behind Meng Zhiyi, and when she saw that there was no one else, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, I felt a little lost.

However, Sang Xiaomian quickly calmed down and chuckled, "Come in, why are you here?"

Meng Zhiyi grabbed the nurse's arm and walked inside with her support.

This scene made Sang Xiaomian's originally curled lips suddenly stiffen, and the smile gradually disappeared.

"Ms. Meng, your..." She wanted to ask what happened to her eyes, but the words were stuck in her throat.

The nurse helped Meng Zhiyi sit on a stool, and then she said casually, "I can't see anymore."

"???"

Sang Xiaomian looked at Meng Zhiyi in surprise, surprised that she could say it so easily, and no other emotion could be heard in her voice.

Meng Zhiyi took off his sunglasses and looked at her with gray eyes.

"I went to the Burmese area some time ago and got a little injured. That's all. But don't worry, the undercover who saved you before and the others have all been rescued."

Sang Xiaomian opened his mouth, a little confused.

"You... that incident at the park, was it you?"

After she woke up, she had been paying attention to the developments in the park, and naturally knew what was happening in the Myanmar area.

But she never thought that it was Meng Zhiyi.

Looking into her eyes again, Sang Xiaomian felt a little guilty.

If they were stronger, worked harder, and were more decisive...

Is there no need for ordinary people like Meng Zhiyi to take risks?

Meng Zhiyi didn't know what Sang Xiaomian was thinking. She remembered what her elder brother had just told her and reached out to touch her.

Sang Xiaomian quickly controlled the wheelchair forward and then grabbed her hand.

The girl in front of her is much younger than her and should be enjoying her life in college without any worries.

She held Meng Zhiyi's hand and asked gently, "Miss Meng, has your brother taken you to the hospital for a checkup on your eyes?"

Meng Zhiyi blinked and swallowed what he wanted to say: "I came here today specifically to see you, let's not talk about my eyes first."

She paused, then followed up with, "Sister Mianmian, don't you hate my eldest brother?"

"ah?"

The topic changed so quickly that Sang Xiaomian didn't react for a moment.

"You don't know, after I came back from the Burmese area, my mother has been sighing every day because of my eldest brother's affairs."

Sang Xiaomian was a little confused: "How could this happen? What happened?"

"My eldest brother told me that every time he came to visit you, you turned him away. I have been wondering if he did something wrong or if you really disliked him."

"..." Sang Xiaomian pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment: "I don't hate him."

Meng Zhiyi: "Then why don't you see him?"

Sang Xiaomian was stumped by the question and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Meng Zhiyi: "He is so pitiful. Every day when he comes home, he hides in his room. He eats less. My mother said that he has become thinner, haggard and not handsome anymore."

Sang Xiaomian: “…”

Why does she feel like it's made up?

But now Meng Zhiyi's pupils were gray and nothing else could be seen.

Meng Zhiyi didn't care what she thought, and continued, "Sister Mianmian, did your eldest brother make you unhappy? Tell me, and I'll go back and ask the other brothers to deal with him."

Sang Xiaomian seemed to have really imagined the scene of Meng Zhizhou being besieged by several younger brothers, and couldn't help laughing.

But she quickly became serious and replied, "No, I don't mean to dislike your brother, it's because of something else."

Meng Zhiyi: "Can you tell me about it?"

Sang Xiaomian pursed her lips and looked down at her empty leg.

A cripple.

It's good enough to be alive, why would you dare to desire so much?

"Did your elder brother ask you to come?" Sang Xiaomian asked instead of answering.

Meng Zhiyi hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "He is worried about you."

Sang Xiaomian: "Please tell him that I'm fine and recovering well, so don't worry."

Meng Zhiyi thought that he had said enough polite words, so he went straight to the point: "But you know that he is worried about more than just these."

"My eldest brother likes you. When he heard the news that you were in trouble, he went abroad to look for you without a second thought."

"During this time, even if you don't see him, he is still silently paying attention to you."

"Sister Mianmian, can you give him a chance?"

"Or... you give him an answer and make him give up."

Meng Zhiyi has always felt that love requires the consent of both parties.

Otherwise, he would be like the tasker who occupied his body in the beginning, approaching Shen Que headlong, which would only cause disgust.

But it’s not okay for both of them to be dumb, they have to have a mouth.

Sang Xiaomian bit her lip and fell silent.

Meng Zhiyi was not in a hurry at this moment and waited quietly.

Similarly, Meng Zhizhou stood outside the door, holding his breath and waiting.

After a while, Sang Xiaomian smiled bitterly and said, "I am just a cripple now."

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

Although I guessed it, I still feel helpless.

"Do you think my brother dislikes you? But if he did, he wouldn't have kept coming to you during this period."

Sang Xiaomian: "But I will become a stain on him, won't I? As the president of Meng Corporation, if he has a crippled girlfriend, wouldn't it be a joke if it got out?"

Meng Zhiyi pursed her lips and said, "Look at me. I am also blind now, but Shen Que still takes me with him wherever he goes. He will carefully tell the people around him to let them know that I am blind and take better care of me in everything."

"He never felt that I would embarrass him."

"If my eldest brother was such a shallow bastard, I wouldn't be here, right?"

"Besides, what kind of status does the President of Meng Corporation have? Would he allow others to slander his lover?"

"You know, if someone slanders you and you don't defend yourself, it's not you who loses face, it's him, and he deserves it."

"Besides, you are a people's hero and you were injured while on duty. If someone really uses this to slander you, then they are just uneducated."

"We only live once, so why should we care about the opinions of so many people we don't want to harm?"

Meng Zhiyi's mouth was dry, so he swallowed and continued, "You just need to figure out your own heart, and everything else is not a problem."

Sang Xiaomian didn't know how to respond to Meng Zhiyi's words.

Looking at the girl in front of me who looks somewhat similar to Meng Zhizhou, that person's face unconsciously appeared in my mind.

The last time they met, she woke up from a coma, and Meng Zhizhou looked sad and worried.

He had been guarding her for a long time, she knew.

But the clearer I am about my own heart, the more timid I become.

Sang Xiaomian bit her lip, feeling conflicted in her heart: "Miss Meng has never worried that Shen Que will change his mind?"