Mo Yang knew the truth
"That's more like it. Stop saying you're not hungry. You have to eat, even if you're not hungry. I'm watching you. Finish this meal."
After saying that, Fan Siwen seemed to let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, after all his coercion and enticement, this knot in his heart was finally untied.
Mo Yang's hands holding the chopsticks felt a little unfamiliar, and the rhythm of his movements was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but no matter what, Fan Siwen felt much more at ease after watching Mo Yang put half of the whole box of rice into his mouth.
Fan Siwen has had her regrets.
He regretted not having been there.
He regretted that if he had foreseen this, he wouldn't have let it happen.
He regrets...
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
The things he regretted could not be changed.
There's only one way to look forward. What can he possibly see? Even when Mo Yang was hit by a car last time, it was to save Chen Lili. And this time, Chen Lili still couldn't escape being hit by a car. Just who is targeting her, and why is there someone determined to kill her?
If this person was targeting Mo Yang, then knocking Mo Yang down last time had already dealt a blow to Song Yize, wasn't that enough?
What is it that this person really wants?
He couldn't possibly know what the future would bring like I do, and Chen Lili's two encounters at the present and future points in time can only be described as coincidences.
If, as Song Yize said, everything was arranged by fate, he didn't believe it.
At least he proved with his actions that everything that was supposed to happen did not happen to them; instead, other unexpected things happened.
This was the most baffling thing for Fan Siwen.
He had considered what Song Yize said in the past two days.
If, as he claims, he changed the course of events, then everything that follows will be unpredictable.
However, the facts that already exist cannot be changed. For example, the instigators of all this, the disasters that occurred in the plan and even after they were changed, as well as those responsible for the events that have not yet been stuffed into Fan Siwen's head and their consequences.
If he had all the facts to draw upon, he would definitely have a better grasp of the situation than he does now, instead of having to deceive Mo Yang to bring about a turnaround in the whole matter.
That's too slow.
Fan Siwen made up his mind to go back again. This time, he would take all his memories with him, and he would deliver a heavy blow to the enemy who had challenged him to a life-or-death duel.
Huang Zhongqian hasn't replied to my messages for a while now.
This was also the first thing he asked the private investigator to find out.
Where did this person go? Why did their voice disappear?
"You just mentioned Huang Zhongqian, what happened to him?"
The people eating suddenly brought up a topic, interrupting Fan Siwen's thoughts.
"You can only change one meal at a time. I'll tell you after the next meal."
"Then I won't eat it, and I don't want to know anymore."
After saying those two sentences, Fan Siwen gritted his teeth.
“Ancestor, Grandmaster, Great Ancestor, you are truly my grandfather, my living father.”
"Oh, no need to be so polite, this form of address is fine."
Fan Siwen was furious after hearing Song Yize's words.
"Fine, fine, I'll tell you, but before I do," Fan Siwen glanced at his phone, "you have to resolve this matter first."
He held the phone up to Song Yize's face. "So, it's all your family's business. You're not making things difficult for me, are you?"
Song Yize glanced at a short message on Fan Siwen's phone out of the corner of his eye.
This message didn't come from someone else, but from another little darling lying in a hospital bed.
The thing this little darling wanted to know wasn't anything important, but it put Mo Yang in a difficult position.
"Can we not tell him?"
"It's no longer possible."
She picked up the phone and showed it to him, saying, "He's called me several times, just now. We've already missed the best time to explain."
"Then say you eloped with Chen Lili."
Fan Siwen gave her a look and said, "Why don't you say you two eloped? After all, you two have been gone for quite a while."
The person in the hospital bed seemed to move slightly.
Having exhausted all his options, Mo Yang grabbed his lunchbox and tried to walk out to throw it away.
Fan Siwen stopped him completely, saying, "Give it to me, I'll go. Don't try to be clever, go to Mo Yang's room now and explain."
Watching the person disappear through the door, Mo Yang glanced back at the person on the bed. For some reason, he felt that the person lying on the bed was in a slightly different posture than before.
After a long while, when Mo Yang confirmed that the person was still the same as before, he sighed and walked out.
What needs to be addressed still needs to be addressed.
Returning to Mo Yang's bedside, Mo Yang felt somewhat dazed upon seeing the person sitting on the bed.
In just a few days, this person was able to sit up.
After thinking about it for a while, I helplessly raised the corners of my mouth. Yes, several days have already passed.
Meeting the person's gaze, she slightly twitched the corner of her mouth. "I had to wrap up the project for a few days. How are you feeling now?"
"Professor, you don't need to hide it from me anymore, I already know."
"This Fan Siwen is really unreliable," Mo Yang said, his tone somewhat indignant.
"How is it now?" The person on the bed was expressionless, but when they asked, their voice was noticeably low.
"Don't get angry. You need to get better first before you can take care of her, okay?"
"How much longer...how much longer..."
"In short, we should think positively about everything, and there is always the possibility of things moving in the right direction."
"Is she beyond saving?" The person on the bed said, immediately trying to climb off. Fortunately, Mo Yang stopped her in time.
"Let me through, let me go, why didn't you say so sooner..." Her sobs and tears came at the same time, leaving Mo Yang at a loss for words. He could only use his strength to stop her.
"You need to stay calm." As she said this, she increased the pressure on her hands.
Upon seeing the person walk in, Mo Yang quickly called for help, "Come here, look at the mess you've made!"
"What good thing have I done!" Fan Siwen retorted, quickly stepping forward to restrain the man.
"Isn't it all because of you who told him?"
"I didn't say anything."
Mo Yang was completely dumbfounded.
So this person has been lying to himself all along.
Why are they both so troublesome?
The two of them finally managed to tie the person up tightly with a quilt, preventing them from moving, before finally letting go.
"You can't lie to me, you can't do this to me."
The person in pain shed tears all over the bed.
"You need to calm yourself down first and focus on getting better. We're here for you, understand?"
The other person also offered timely comfort.
"Don't worry, we'll help you get revenge."
Mo Yang glanced at Fan Siwen, then at the person lying on the bed. Was he really going to set such a big flag?
The look in the eyes of those nearby clearly said—Don't worry, trust me, this trick will definitely work.
The person in bed stopped struggling and just cried quietly.
Looking at the person's tearful eyes, Mo Yang felt as if he were seeing his former self.
He failed to protect him. Compared to his own pain back then, this time he not only lacked Fan Siwen's comfort and companionship, but was instead ruthlessly suppressed, all the unbearable pain in his heart.
However, it seems that the harm he suffered was not as great as what he suffered back then, after all, they were already married at that time.
Can the intensity of pain be compared to the depth of time? He didn't know. He only knew that, facing the same experience twice, he in this life would experience it earlier than he had before.
At this moment, it seems that I can no longer feel all the pain I felt back then.
As he walked out of the young people's ward, Mo Yang was lost in memories of the past.
He watched the young man's unbearable pain, but felt no empathy whatsoever.
Was he like this back then? So in pain, so helpless?
"What are you thinking about?" Fan Siwen came out.
"Have you calmed them down?"
"Fortunately, I didn't say anything as absolute as you, since it's not certain that the person won't wake up."
Mo Yang looked at Fan Siwen's tone as he said this; it was calm, yet seemed quite certain.
Indeed, times have changed. The current era seems to be developing much faster than when I was a child.
Human emotions seem to have become less intense.
There are many ways to solve a problem; it just depends on whether you are blocked by the barriers in front of you.
"You said you'd tell me, now it's time to tell me." Mo Yang raised his head and met the man's eyes.
"What? Oh, I almost forgot. We've been so busy saving our own people these past few days that we've forgotten to care about the lives of others."
"How so?"
"Huang Zhongqian was framed and imprisoned."
"What? Who framed you?"
No wonder the distress signal took so long to arrive; the promised energy problem is still unresolved.
The crucial element he was waiting for was delayed, which prevented him from leaving this place of trouble.
However, as things stand now, there are still many problems, and he can't just leave whenever he wants. Several people around him have been put in danger as a result, and he is not without responsibility.
They have many, many things to consider right now, each one more important than his journey back to the future.
“The people I spoke with said that things are very complicated and there are many things to figure out. The key issue now is that if we can’t rescue Huang Zhongqian, we will lose our protective umbrella and we won’t be able to guarantee our own safety.”
Fan Siwen is right.
Thinking about the casualties from these two incidents, Mo Yang still had some questions: "Then who were the people who saved us?"
"What did Huang Zhongqian say to you back then? As far as I know, your project is a top-secret national project, which means that not many people know about it, and the project is of paramount importance. There must be many people who want to keep you here."
As Fan Siwen spoke, Mo Yang recalled the words that leader had spoken after dinner that night.
It seemed like there was a hidden meaning in what he said, but he couldn't quite remember what it was.
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