Chapter 72 The future is her most precious blessing
Song Li had locked herself in her room for two days and one night. The most uncomfortable thing wasn't the dizziness from hunger or the weakness from vomiting, but the thought that if He Qian found out she was pregnant, he would put her on the operating table and forcibly remove the child...
Otherwise, they would force her to give birth to the child and torture her child to threaten and control her. She was already on her last legs and could not bear any more harm to her family, let alone her own flesh and blood...
She dreamed that He Qian strangled his child to death in front of her, and the child was covered in blood and finally turned into a pool of black blood!
No matter which possibility it was, she couldn't get over it.
He Qian said he would be in the United States for ten days or half a month. Will he be back in two days?
Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and it’s time to end many things.
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When Du Zhanrong passed Pingshuihui Plaza, he saw Song Li's car coming out of the underground garage and entering the main road. He vaguely saw the figure sitting in the driver's seat. His heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly started beating again, and he followed involuntarily.
He followed her all the way to an old apartment building on Dongmei Road in Tianyun District. It was where he was tricked by Song Li in the middle of the night and staged a scene. It was where he rescued her sister on the ninth-floor rooftop.
Song Li parked the car, got out, and walked around the front of the car to the passenger seat. "Get out, we're home."
She took Song Youran to the mall for several hours today and bought a lot of beautiful clothes and skirts.
Song Youran was wearing a beige floral dress with suspenders today. Song Li had braided her hair into two pieces and tied a lavender evening primrose flower headband at the end, which made her look playful and cute.
When Song Li opened the trunk door to take something out, he noticed that the car that had just been parked next to him was Du Zhanrong's.
Du Zhanrong met her eyes, did not dodge, got out of the car and walked in front of them.
Song Youran was afraid of strangers, so when she saw him coming, she subconsciously shrank behind Song Li.
"Mr. Du." Song Li's current mood was very strange. Perhaps her hatred for him remained at the day when her right kidney was taken away... Or perhaps, at the moment when she made up her mind after becoming pregnant, she gave up all desire to struggle.
Du Zhanrong felt guilty, even though it had been more than two months since the incident, and even if she had done something wrong to him in the past, he had truly hurt her, and he still owed her an apology.
I have been shrinking back and not daring to look for her because I am afraid of facing her hateful eyes again.
"Why... are you here?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Li asked again.
Du Zhanrong saw her clear and bright eyes this time, and her desirelessness was clearly visible in them. "I just happened to pass by here and saw you."
"Is there something wrong?" Song Li drew a line between them. He had saved You Ran, but he also cruelly deprived Xiao Shan of his life. It was even, right? He felt no guilt or disgust.
Second, I don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore, so let’s stop here.
Du Zhanrong found it ironic. There was no emotion in her words, as if she was asking a passerby.
"You must be exhausted!" Song Li's mother, Fan Wuju, came out of the corridor and saw her daughter's car from upstairs. She came down to pick them up. "Are you hot?"
Fan Wuju saw Du Zhanrong standing next to her daughter. She seemed to have seen him before, but couldn't remember who he was. She looked at Song Li and asked, "Who is this?"
Du Zhanrong recognized her as Song Li's mother, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Du Zhanrong."
"A friend." Song Li interjected.
Du Zhanrong didn't expect her to say that. She was even willing to call him a friend!
Fan Wuju observed him for several seconds before recognizing him. "Oh! You're the one who saved Youran last time... Mr. Du! It's Mr. Du, right?"
Du Zhanrong's smile froze. Was there any need for her to even bring this up? Hadn't it already been exposed as a lie? Song Youran wasn't mentally ill at all; she'd fabricated the report to defraud money!
Wasn't everything that happened that night deliberately orchestrated by Song Li to get closer to him? Didn't she arrange for her sister to jump off the building just to gain his sympathy? Could it be that her mother was still trapped in the drama?
Song Li understood the confusion in his expression, but soon calmed down. It was obvious that she no longer had the desire to explain.
Fan Wuju approached him, "Mr. Du! Thank you so much for saving our You Ran last time! I always say I want to thank you, but Li'er always says you're too busy!"
Song Li wanted to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, "Mom, take Youran upstairs first. I'll get the things later. I want to talk to Mr. Du for a few words."
Song Youran was unhappy and held Song Li's arm tightly, wanting to stick to her as if she had sensed something.
Du Zhanrong then realized that Song Youran's expression was not right! He almost blurted out, "Stop pretending!"
However, there is always a sense of openness between the three of them.
Fan Wuju smiled and said, "Girl, I know, I know. You have been close to your sister since you were little!"
"Then... Mr. Du, I'll go back first." Seeing that Song Youran didn't let go, Song Li didn't need to talk to him.
Du Zhanrong looked at Song Youran carefully. She was a sweet and lovely girl, half a head taller than Song Li. He thought Song Li's appearance was pleasing to the eye, but Song Youran... was like a frosty chrysanthemum bud about to bloom, elegant, tender, and more beautiful than a god.
Her big, watery eyes were filled with fear of the outside world, which shocked his heart.
If it was an act, his current identity was no longer useful and he was no longer her sister's prey. Why did she still expect him to show her sympathy?
Fan Wuju didn't want Du Zhanrong to leave. "Mr. Du, let's go upstairs and have dinner together! I want to thank you very much! You saved Youran's life. Please give me, as a mother, a chance to thank you very much!"
"Mom, Mr. Du is very busy. He has to go back!"
"It's lunchtime now, who doesn't want to eat? Mr. Du, if you don't mind, come to my house for dinner. It's already prepared, you can eat now!"
"mom!"
"good!"
Song Li looked at Du Zhanrong in surprise. Why did he agree?
Du Zhanrong himself was a little surprised that he agreed as if possessed by a ghost!
Fan Wuju's smile became even brighter. "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. If it were dinner, I wouldn't dare ask you to stay! I made mooncakes. You have to try them. I can't say anything else, but I'm sure you'll like them!"
Song Li took a deep breath. Seeing that her mother had already pulled Du Zhanrong's arm away, and her two daughters became air, she could only hold Song Youran with one hand and get the things in the car with the other hand.
"I'll do it." Du Zhanrong rushed to pick up the bags and held them in his hands, like a young man who was actively visiting someone!
The four of them went up to the fifth floor together. Fan Wuju led the way, Du Zhanrong took the things, and Song Li followed behind with Song Youran.
After entering the house, Du Zhanrong looked back and forth at the furnishings inside. Although the area was small, everything was clean and tidy. This was the feeling of home, and there was no sign of a scene created by "acting"!
Fan Wuju went into the kitchen and quickly brought out a few mooncakes for him. "Mr. Du, please try them. I hope you don't mind."
Because Song Li saw that Song Youran was afraid of strangers, he took her back to her room directly, leaving her mother and Du Zhanrong chatting in the living room.
Fan Wuju pulled Du Zhanrong to sit down and talk for a long time before she realized she had to go to the kitchen to prepare food. "Li'er! Come out and greet Mr. Du!"
"It's okay, Auntie, go ahead and do your work!"
Song Li didn't pay attention to their conversation in the room. As for Du Zhanrong, as long as his mother was happy, it was fine. There wouldn't be a next time anyway.
The door to the room was ajar. Du Zhanrong listened to Song Li's chattering voice and saw Song Youran sitting at the end of the bed in a daze, not responding at all...
Song Youran's behavior was truly unnatural. Did he miss some information? Where did he go wrong?
Song Li cut the label off her new clothes. She was tired from walking so much and talking so much. She dragged a chair over and sat in front of Song Youran. She held her hand and adjusted her bangs that were covering her eyes. "Youran, when will you be able to hear me speak?"
When will her sister get better? When will she be able to take her place and take care of her mother...
Song Youran still didn't react, and was so quiet that it was hard to tell whether she was depressed or trapped in another world.
"From now on, you have to be good and eat and sleep by yourself. I bought you so many beautiful dresses, you have to wear them by yourself! And you have to comb your hair by yourself, just like when you go out in the morning. I taught you that, okay? Don't let mom worry, she's not in good health..."
"If anything happens, just go to the second floor and find Aunt Xiuqing and Uncle Kang. Their cell phone numbers are on the back of the door. The first one is my sister's, but... you don't have to call my sister's number anymore."
Because she won't answer anymore...
"The second number is Xiaoshan's. You have to remember it! Xiaoshan... he might have a girlfriend. You can't mess with him. You can't make fun of him anymore. Our little brother has grown up and is the only man in the family now!"
"How about I give you a small task? Make sure Mom takes her blood pressure medication twice a day, in the morning after breakfast and an hour before bedtime, okay?"
"Because my sister...maybe for a very long time, she won't call me every day at the right time..."
"You Ran, can you tell me what you're thinking about? From now on... I won't have the chance to listen to you anymore..."
Du Zhanrong was standing outside the door and could clearly hear Song Li's series of "soliloquy". Song Youran was like a statue from beginning to end, with no expression or movement. She only blinked occasionally, but her face was lifeless.
Why would Song Li be so childish as to "instruct" Song Youran on these trivial matters? A twenty-five- or twenty-six-year-old woman, just going about her daily routine, why would she be so earnest as an older sister?
Also, why did Song Li say these words? It sounded like he would never come back here again. If you didn't know, you would think this was the last time they met...
"It's time to eat!" Fan Wuju shouted.
Everyone sat down at the table. Fan Wuju was so enthusiastic that she and Du Zhanrong chatted throughout the meal...
Song Li occasionally agreed with a few words. It had been a long time since she saw her mother happy. She thought she would never see her again. Today, she was really grateful to Du Zhanrong!
Du Zhanrong must have understood that Song Youran's illness was real! Sometimes he muttered to himself, sometimes he hummed a tune while holding the music sheet, and sometimes he spoke in a language that no one could understand...
However, Fan Wuju and Song Li did not impose much discipline on them. Everything seemed so natural, so natural that this was their daily routine!
Song Youran ran to the balcony, which was a blind spot in the dining room, so Song Li put down his bowl and chopsticks and followed her out.
Fan Wuju looked in the direction of her daughters and said, "Mr. Du, please don't be offended. My little daughter is like this. I hope she didn't disturb you today."
"No, no, how could it be..."
"The doctor said her illness is incurable. She's been through it for three or four years now, and I've accepted it. But she's usually very quiet, at most singing like she did just now. She used to be able to play the piano! She's relatively easy to control now, and I can still take care of her for now. Otherwise, she'd be a burden to Li'er..."
Du Zhanrong didn't know how to end the meal. He felt mixed emotions as he watched Song Li taking good care of his sister... After he stopped the orphan from donating his kidney, Song Li resolutely chose to exchange a kidney on the black market. He might not be able to do such courage!
At that time, he was still waiting there foolishly, forcing her to make the decision to leave He Qian. He once thought that she was so selfish to her family!
But now she was taking care of her mentally ill sister, and she didn't say a word in rebuttal in front of him! He had scolded her for falsifying her sister's medical diagnosis, scolded her for pretending to be pitiful to make him sympathize, scolded her for being a hypocritical woman!
She didn't even offer a single unnecessary explanation, and endured all the bitterness in her heart! Du Zhanrong felt he had no face to stay here any longer!
"Let me take you there." Song Li helped him take the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair. His voice was very soft and there was a smile on his face.
Du Zhanrong suddenly felt that he was not worthy of her gentleness, but he was so greedy for it.
After leaving the house, Song Li spoke again: "Thank you for not making things difficult for me in front of my family."
"You, don't hate me at all... for stopping the orphan from donating a kidney to your brother?"
"Mr. Du, you're a good person. From the moment you saved my sister, you've been my family's benefactor. As for what happened with my brother, it wasn't you who caused it. Furthermore, I was wrong first. I used you to steal Chen Pharmaceutical's data. I'm very grateful that you didn't call the police."
Du Zhanrong had seen too many women who would yell, cry, and even commit suicide because of a misunderstanding or hurt. But Song Li, after going through life and death, remained calm...
He felt so guilty. She spoke sincerely, but he always felt that something was wrong! Her tone was lifeless, without even a hint of emotion!
Du Zhanrong didn't know why, but at this moment he saw "utter despair" in Song Li's eyes...
"Your sister... isn't faking illness, right? The document accusing her of forging the medical report is fake, right?"
Song Li lowered his head, which was a sign of agreement, speechless and helpless.
Du Zhanrong hated himself, "Why didn't you explain to me then?"
That day he followed her to the bus stop near Ciyun Pavilion. He threw the forged schizophrenia appraisal report and the materials of Song Youran's loss in her face and cursed her so harshly!
Song Li didn't want to talk about such a depressing thing anymore. "Recently, the news about you and Cheng Nianling has spread all over the internet. Is something good coming soon?"
Her calmness and composure frightened Du Zhanrong.
"I've met Cheng Nianling several times. She's a very cultured and elegant girl. Congratulations!"
Cheng Nianling is Huang Qiying's granddaughter, and her status and financial strength are comparable to Du Zhanrong's.
"It's just my family's idea." He loved her, but she congratulated him with another woman. Du Zhanrong thought, there is nothing funnier than this, right?
The two of them walked down from the fifth floor side by side, walked to the side of the car, and stood facing each other for a long time without speaking.
The sun was scorching, and the shade of the tree wasn't much cooler. "Then go back, don't get a heat stroke. And don't ignore my calls from now on."
"Well, goodbye. I wish you and Miss Cheng Nianling a bright future." Song Li smiled slightly, his eyes shining with sincerity.
Because she has no future, the future is her most precious blessing.
If Du Zhanrong knew that this farewell of hers would be forever, he would never be stingy with his honesty. He would tell her his thoughts and feelings. He fell in love with her far more than just at first sight. Every time they met, he fell a little deeper in love.
If he knew this meeting would be a farewell forever, he would never leave...
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