Chapter 20 020 It was just holding hands.
wake up.
My headache was quite severe, and my eyelids felt unusually heavy.
The lights in the room were off, and it was almost completely dark outside. In my drowsy state, I could only make out a figure sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room.
The sound of Shen Yi waking up startled the other person, who quickly stood up from the corner and said, "You're finally awake. How are you now?"
Shen Yi understood.
The person in the room is Shen Yu.
She replied in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, just a bit of a headache."
Shen Yu explained, "The doctor said you were very lucky. Although you were covered in blood when you were admitted to the hospital, they were all superficial injuries. As long as you are observed in the hospital for a few days, you can be discharged if there is nothing serious."
His voice was somewhat cold, without a trace of joy at learning that Shen Yi had escaped unharmed, nor did he criticize her for insisting on going out in the rain and bringing trouble upon herself, as he usually did.
Clearly, he was preoccupied with something more important.
"That's good."
Shen Yi answered in the same way, saying, "Shen Yu, turn on the light first."
In such a dark environment, one's mood can also become depressed.
Shen Yu turned on the light, looked at Shen Yi who was still in the hospital bed with a complicated expression, and asked, "Do you need something to eat?"
Shen Yi shook his head and said, "I want to drink some water."
As for food? I don't have the appetite right now.
Shen Yu poured her a glass of water and continued to explain the situation: "You should rest first. If anything happens, you can press the button by the bed to find a nurse. I'll go check on my mother first; she...she's very worried."
"good."
Shen Yi simply nodded obediently, as she also wanted to sleep a little longer.
Despite saying that, Shen Yu's gaze couldn't leave Shen Yi. He remained silent, looking at her with an extremely complex expression, before finally leaving the ward.
The ward was empty; she was the only one left.
After all, he had just been in a car accident, and his mind was still foggy.
Shenyi didn't have the energy to think about these things, so she fell asleep again.
I woke up again late at night.
Shen Yi looked at the head of the bed, where her phone was placed.
Although physical activity still causes some indescribable pain, it cannot stop Chen Yi, as a modern person, from being dependent on her mobile phone.
I picked it up and glanced at the time; it was already 11 p.m.
The lights in the corridor outside seemed to have been turned off long ago, long past the hospital's rest time.
Suddenly.
The sound of wheels rolling on the ground could be heard, and from outside the half-open door, the voices of two nurses could be heard talking.
"Have you heard? Something really big happened today. It seems the daughter the Shen family sent isn't their biological child."
"How could such a thing be possible? Don't be ridiculous."
“No joke! That lady almost lost her balance and kept saying, ‘How is this possible? How could our daughter be blood type A? You must have made a mistake.’ Many people saw it.”
"Really? That's outrageous. I knew that girl was staying in a VIP ward, so why didn't anyone come to visit her except for her brother?"
"Stop talking, stop talking! Get away from here, there are security cameras here, shh..."
...
The sound of their footsteps faded into the distance, and silence returned to the hospital.
According to the original plot.
Shen Yi should just get up and rush out, question them about what's going on, and then make a big scene.
But Chen Yi was really too tired.
Not only was she exhausted, but she hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach was growling loudly; she really couldn't get up.
So Shenyi symbolically threw a few cups from the bedside table toward the door, pretending to express his shock and dissatisfaction after hearing the truth.
But by sheer coincidence, the cup that was thrown hit the door directly, slamming it shut.
Shen Yi then tried her best to smash everything she could reach by the bedside (except for her phone).
Perhaps the door was closed, and the soundproofing was too good, so no one paid any attention to her.
Deep in thought, silent and speechless.
Right now.
Her phone screen lit up; someone had called her.
Upon seeing Song Yang's name, Shen Yi answered the call without hesitation.
The boy's voice on the other end was urgent and joyful: "Miss, you finally answered the phone."
Shen Yi felt a slight pain in her throat as she spoke: "...It's me."
Upon hearing Shen Yi's voice, Song Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief and rattled off a string of questions: "I heard you were in a car accident. What happened? How are you now? Is it serious? Are you injured anywhere? I called Shen Yu to ask him for the hospital address because I wanted to come see you, but he told me to go play somewhere else and not to come and worsen your injuries."
At this point, Song Yang felt a pang of inexplicable grievance, saying in a low voice, "I'm just worried about you because I can't see you."
"He's talking nonsense, just ignore him," Shen Yi replied, then added helplessly, "You've asked so many questions, which one do you want me to answer?"
Song Yang was silent for a moment, then chose the question he considered most important: "How are you now?"
Shen Yi answered directly, "Not really."
Song Yang: "!?"
Song Yang was clearly anxious: "Where's wrong? Is your arm broken or your leg broken? Why aren't you saying anything... Could it be a broken rib? Are any organs injured? Are you in the emergency room right now? You..."
"Can't you wish me well for once?" Shen Yi interrupted Song Yang's incessant chatter, telling him that if he kept guessing like this, the next step would be choosing a burial plot for her: "I'm fine, I'm just so hungry, so hungry that I can barely speak."
Although there was a button on the wall to call for food, Shen Yi would rather go hungry than eat, thinking about the bland and tasteless food in the hospital.
Song Yang: "!"
Song Yang immediately said, "Send me the address, I'll be there right now."
He looked out the window with a thoughtful expression and said, "...The rain hasn't stopped yet."
"Don't even mention rain, even if it's raining knives, I'll come." Song Yang's voice sounded full of confidence as he said, "Just you wait!"
As soon as Song Yang finished speaking, Chen Yi's phone automatically shut down due to low battery.
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Half an hour later.
Urgent footsteps echoed down the corridor, and the door was pushed open from the outside.
The boy, carrying several large, full bags, practically pushed the door open with his body. He was startled by the mess on the floor, but still looked up with a bright smile: "I'm here! Wasn't that fast? Impressive, right!"
For some reason, his short, golden hair was damp and stuck to his forehead. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that even though he was wearing a dark black T-shirt, there were obvious signs that it had been wet from the rain.
Shen Yi asked, puzzled, "Don't you have an umbrella?"
It was raining so hard outside, how did you manage to get through it?
"The car was parked right at the entrance, and I ran over in just a few steps."
Song Yang closed the door with his foot, then raised his hands to show Shen Yi the goodies he had brought: "Guess what these are?"
He had two hands, carrying a whole bunch of bags, which completely covered his body when he lifted them up, and he even lost his balance a little.
I'm hungry.
Shen Yi had no time to guess; she was genuinely hungry.
"oh!"
Song Yang immediately put the pile of bags on the ground, picked one out from the middle, carried it over, dragged a chair over and sat down next to Chen Yi, saying, "Here you go!"
Shen Yi reached out to take it, but the two of them fell silent.
now.
Shenyi's left hand, wrapped tightly in gauze, looked like a bear's paw when it was extended.
I have some recollection of this.
It seems that before the car accident, she reached out to protect her head. The glass shattered, and a piece of glass pierced her head, causing great pain.
That was her last consciousness before she fell into a coma, and it also appears to be the most serious wound on her body.
"It's not convenient for you to do it like this... Never mind, I'll do it."
As Song Yang spoke, he lowered his head, opened the insulated bag, took out a small bowl of chicken soup, scooped out a small spoonful, and brought it to Shen Yi's lips.
It doesn't seem like they have a relationship where they can do such "tender" things.
Shen Yi felt something was off, but she could smell the fragrance with every breath, and unconsciously swallowed again.
It's okay if it happens only once in a while. If she hadn't had the car accident, Song Yang wouldn't have been so obedient to her. She should let go of these psychological burdens and enjoy herself.
So Shen Yi lowered her head slightly and drank a sip of soup from Song Yang's hand.
With something in my stomach, I felt much better instantly.
His expression relaxed a little.
Song Yang was very satisfied and continued to repeat the action of feeding Shen Yi.
Soon, the small bowl of chicken soup was all gone.
He touched his lower abdomen with a satisfied expression.
Song Yang clumsily cleared away the dishes and said, "I also brought you some cakes and things like that, so you can have something to eat if you get hungry."
"Okay, thank you for taking care of me, Song Yang."
After eating her fill, Shen Yi felt completely satisfied, her face showing an expression of trust, reliance, and contentment.
Of course, I'm grateful to Song Yang.
She was grateful that he, like always, came to her side immediately even in this time of crisis, making her feel that she had not been abandoned by the whole world.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't get better soon, who will let me copy your homework?" Song Yang said, looking up in a flustered manner, but his gaze fell on Shen Yi's lips.
He hesitated for a moment.
Searching the ground, I finally found the tissues in the pile of "ruins" that had been innocently thrown on the ground.
Song Yang picked up the tissue.
Song Yang took out a piece of paper.
Song Yang used this piece of paper to wipe Shen Yi's mouth.
Shen Yi said with some disdain, "Please, can you throw the first piece of paper in the trash can?"
Instead of just pulling it out and wiping her mouth like that! Isn't that dirty?
"Just make do with this, since you threw it all away anyway." Song Yang said this, but his hand still honestly pulled out another tissue and wiped Shen Yi's mouth again with considerable force.
Their eyes met.
The two were quite close at the moment.
Song Yang was so close that he could see the blood clots on her lips, small beads of blood that seemed to have seeped out from his rough behavior. The bright red stood out starkly against her pale lips. There were also several similar abrasions on her face and neck. Some of the more serious ones were wrapped in gauze, while others were equally shocking to him.
Today doesn't seem like a good day.
By the time Song Yang realized what was happening, his fingertip was already lightly touching Shen Yi's lips, wiping away the bloodstain. The smile in his eyes was gone, yet he contradictorily heard himself ask in an almost unprecedentedly gentle tone, "How did you get hurt like this?"
Shen Yi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and explained, "The roads were slippery because of the rain, but it's okay. Shen Yu said my injuries aren't serious, just some abrasions and external wounds, they just look scary."
"You don't look like you're alright at all, Chen Yu really is..."
As Song Yang complained, his gaze fell on the several obvious wounds on Shen Yi's body, but he also felt a little sad.
It's an indescribable feeling.
It felt like my heart was being gripped, and I felt waves of pain. This symptom was especially noticeable after I saw her.
He wanted to complain about Shen Yu for leaving Shen Yi, who had just woken up from a car accident, alone in the hospital room, but then he thought of the rumors circulating outside.
The ward was also a mess, and the two things were so obvious that Song Yang could connect them.
But tacitly, neither of them mentioned that matter.
Song Yang simply got up and rummaged through the bags he had brought, saying, "If he's not here, he's not here. I'm enough to take care of you."
The bag was filled with Shen Yi's usual daily necessities, all of which Song Yang brought from home. As he placed the cushion behind Shen Yi, he said, "I had my family prepare an exact copy, so you don't need to go through the trouble of taking these with you when you leave the hospital."
"good."
As Shen Yi spoke, she adjusted the position of the pillow and leaned against the headboard in a more comfortable position.
soon.
Despite never lifting a finger, Young Master Song managed to tidy up the ward perfectly with the things he brought, and then continued to clean up the mess on the floor with a reluctant expression.
Shen Yi looked around the ward again.
It's no longer all white; now it has many colorful little items that she likes.
Not only were there necessities like slippers, towels, blankets, and water cups, but there was even a little pig plush toy that she liked placed on the bedside table.
Shen Yi looked at the person beside him with some surprise and asked, "Why did you bring this along as well?"
Song Yang swept the floor without looking up and replied, "I was afraid you'd be lonely, so I put it here to keep you company."
Shen Yi hugged the pink piglet, blinked, and looked at Song Yang with some confusion: "...Are you leaving too?"
As soon as he said this, Shen Yi realized that it was a pointless question.
Song Yang isn't a hospital caregiver; of course he needs to go home, go to school, and have his own life. How could he possibly stay here with her all the time?
No one in this world will stay with her forever.
【I can stay with you forever, host!】
Shen Yi: "..."
Okay, except for this thing.
Of course, it's better to have none than to have one.
Upon hearing Shen Yi's question, Song Yang emptied the glass shards from the dustpan into the trash can, then looked up with a dazzling smile: "Of course I'll stay with you, I'll stay with you every day. I've already asked my mom, and I absolutely won't go back to school until I take care of you until you're discharged from the hospital!"
Shen Yi: "...Could that last sentence be the key point?"
Song Yang immediately put on a sad expression: "How could you think of me like that? Although there is a little bit of that reason, it's not much."
The familiar interaction with Song Yang briefly restored Shen Yi's spirits. She breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "By the way, you know about that matter, right?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yang's smile faded.
He disliked lying, especially to Shen Yi.
This silence is the answer.
Song Yang immediately comforted Shen Yi: "This kind of thing is too ridiculous. There must be some mistake. They must be making things up. Who would believe that?"
Shen Yi replied, "It's true."
It's all true.
There is absolutely no room for maneuver.
This topic seems to have run out of steam.
Song Yang lowered his head, seemingly realizing he had said something wrong, looking as helpless as a child who had done something wrong.
Shen Yi's gaze fell on Song Yang's hair, which was not completely dry.
Thinking that Song Yang was soaked because of her, Shen Yi picked up the towel next to her and said, "Sit closer."
Song Yang was rarely this quiet and obedient.
"Let's not talk about this anymore."
Shen Yi wrapped a towel around Song Yang's head and gently wiped it: "There should be a hairdryer in the bathroom. Go find it and dry your hair and clothes first, otherwise you'll easily catch a cold."
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Inside the restroom.
The hairdryer was making a lot of noise. Song Yang, shirtless, held it up, numbly repeating the same movements while feeling his thoughts in disarray.
He had certainly heard about that kind of thing.
It is said that Shenyi's mother was so emotional that she fainted. After waking up, she immediately demanded a DNA test and contacted the hospital from that year, causing quite a stir.
Not to mention the Song family, anyone who has even the slightest connection with the Shen family should have heard about this by now.
In wealthy families, illegitimate children are not uncommon. As long as they are not recognized by their ancestors, everyone can watch the show and laugh it off. But raising someone else's child for seventeen years is such an absurd farce that it is unheard of.
It's easy to imagine that the entire school will likely find out about this tomorrow.
Thinking about this...
Song Yang scratched his hair in pain.
Who knows how much malice will come at that time? What will Shenyi do then?
And what about him?
Can he protect her?
certainly.
All the struggles and anxieties were replaced by a smile from Song Yang after he opened the door.
Song Yang said, "It's getting late."
Shen Yi nodded to indicate that he understood: "You should go back first, don't let your uncle and aunt worry."
"What?"
Song Yang glared at her, then turned around and squatted down in the last unopened bag on the ground.
Under Shen Yi's slightly questioning gaze, Song Yang took out a small cake the size of a palm and proudly held it up in front of Shen Yi: "Ta-da! How can a birthday be without a birthday cake? It's a pity that the cake shop requires advance ordering for any larger cakes, so I couldn't wait and chose this one. It's enough for the two of us."
As Song Yang spoke, he quickly glanced at the time, then frantically began searching for a lighter, urging, "Hurry, hurry, put on your birthday hat yourself, we're going to be late!"
Even though Song Yang tried very hard, he still only lit the candle a second after midnight.
He looked at Chen Yi with some disappointment and apologized, "I'm sorry, I wish I had been a little faster."
We were so close to catching up.
"No, it's all the same. I'm already very happy."
Shen Yi just felt that fate was really interesting. Yesterday was not her birthday, so the candle should be blown out today.
She hadn't thought of it at all.
In such a terrible situation, it's amazing that someone would still bring her a cake to celebrate her birthday.
She is already very content.
Song Yang sang a birthday song beside her, his voice much gentler than usual.
Shen Yi closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and bowed her head to make a wish.
Is that her wish?
She hopes... that people won't hate her.
You can treat her like a stranger, as if you've never met her before. If you pass her on the street, it's okay to pretend you didn't see her. But please don't look at her with that cold and disgusted gaze.
The two of them shared a small piece of birthday cake.
Song Yang took a small box out of his pocket and said, "Open it and see, it's a birthday present."
A very beautiful bracelet.
It's a deep blue color that's crystal clear under the light, and it makes your skin look incredibly fair.
“I went to get this, and it was blessed. They say that temple is very efficacious.” Song Yang paused for a moment, seemingly a little embarrassed, and said, “I remember you said you liked handmade things, but I don’t know how to make those kinds of things, so I went to get this. I climbed up by myself, so I guess you could say I put in a lot of time and effort.”
Actually, this wasn't the gift he originally prepared.
Upon hearing the news of Shen Yi's car accident and being unable to contact her, Song Yang, in a state of panic, even thought of going to pray to Buddha.
He didn't really believe in this, but he knew Shen Yi did.
In the middle of the mountain, he saw a group of people queuing up near a shop selling bracelets, and, as if possessed, he followed them inside.
In the end, it turned out like this.
"Of course it counts."
Shen Yi put the bracelet on her wrist, admired it carefully for a while, and said, "It's really beautiful. What is this for?"
Song Yang pursed his lips: "...May everything go smoothly."
Seeing the smile in Shen Yi's eyes as she carefully admired the bracelet on her wrist, Song Yang suddenly felt that it was all worthwhile.
In the past, he had spent a lot of money to prepare gifts, but none of them had ever received such appreciation from Shen Yi.
He hopes.
If there truly are gods in this world, may they protect her and prevent her from experiencing these terrible things again.
late at night.
Song Yang unfolded the folding chair next to the hospital bed, took a blanket, and lay down to sleep.
After a short while, he felt uncomfortable again and got up.
Shen Yi said directly, "Go back. This is a hospital, there won't be any danger here."
"no."
Song Yang refused, saying, "I told you, I would stay with you."
He didn't lie back down on the hard folding chair, but instead looked at Chen Yi's hospital bed. Finally, he looked at her seriously and suggested, "Move over a bit."
Shen Yi: "...?"
Shen Yi didn't say anything, but suddenly sat up straight and placed one hand directly on the call button.
Although she was grateful that Song Yang was willing to come and celebrate her birthday with her, although the hospital bed was larger than a regular hospital bed, and although she didn't really want Song Yang to leave, but—
Some things are impossible! Absolutely impossible!!!
If Song Yang dares to come over, she will definitely press the button for help!
Realizing what Shen Yi was thinking, Song Yang resisted the urge to slap the poor patient in front of him. He pulled up a chair and sat down on Shen Yi's bedside, patiently explaining, "I meant for you to move to the side a bit. I want to lie down here to sleep."
"……oh."
Realizing she was overthinking things, Shenyi quietly moved to the side and then lay down obediently.
Song Yang, wrapped in a blanket, lay down beside the hospital bed.
This position wasn't exactly comfortable, but fortunately, Song Yang had years of experience sleeping on classroom desks, so it was better than sleeping on that chair.
His thoughtful gaze fell on the bedside.
Moonlight shone in.
The boy's blond hair looked exceptionally smooth, and he didn't confront her as he usually did.
This reminded Shen Yi of that night.
He slept on the floor next to her bed.
So good.
I want to touch it.
Just for a moment.
When Shen Yi realized what was happening, her hand had already uncontrollably landed on Song Yang's head, gently stroking his hair.
really.
It felt even better than she had imagined.
Realizing what she was doing, Shen Yi immediately tried to withdraw her hand as if nothing had happened, but the boy, who had already fallen asleep, grabbed her hand rather forcefully, stopping her from taking any further action.
Chen tried to break free, but failed.
Looking at Song Yang's restless sleeping posture and thinking about how hard he had worked for her today, she hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to give up resisting.
It was just holding hands.
Just as Shen Yi was about to close her eyes, she heard the boy's indistinct voice in his sleep: "Don't cry... I... I'll be on your side."
Shen Yi was slightly taken aback.
Unconsciously, she squeezed the hand that was firmly holding hers and whispered, "I know."
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