Yun Shuning looked at the person lying on the ground. For the first time since she came into this world, an emotion of surprise and astonishment appeared on her face.
Is Yu Cheng really dizzy or is he trying to scam me?
At this moment, she suddenly remembered the description of Yu Cheng in the original novel:
"It was late winter, snowflakes were falling, Yu Cheng was wearing only a single layer of clothing, and he looked at Lin Wan's back with deep despair. From a distance, he looked like a child who had lost his beloved doll. When a gust of cold wind blew, he fell down in the snow with a smile, as if he had returned to his mother's arms."
Although the scene looked so tragic, he just had a stomach problem and was sent to the hospital by his assistant who followed him. This also marked the beginning of his dark journey.
At this point in time, this incident has not happened yet, and his relationship with Lin Wan should be still good, otherwise he would not come to her to vent his anger for her.
But even if this has not happened yet, it is a fact that Yu Cheng is in poor health.
In fact, in a certain sense, their current situations are somewhat similar.
Because there were surveillance cameras in the corridor, she hid all these thoughts under a calm expression and controlled the urge to kick him a few more times.
She lowered her head, glanced at her wrist that was pinched red, then glanced at the unconscious Yu Cheng, and sighed inaudibly.
After falling down, she realized how thin his body was. As a man, he didn't look much heavier than she was now, and the clothes he wore were pitifully thin. Even so, he was sweating profusely because of the pain and weakness.
She didn't feel sorry for him. Compared with him, she was obviously the more miserable one.
The pain in her stomach became more and more severe. She took out her cell phone and dialed 120 with trembling hands.
…
"Miss, please go and pay the fee first." Seeing Yun Shuning turning around and wanting to leave, the nurse quickly stopped her.
"You misunderstood, we don't know each other." Yun Shuning's physical condition was better than Yu Cheng, so the doctor sent him to the emergency room first, and she could go directly to the relevant department to register.
Hearing the nurse's words, she endured the pain in her body and replied calmly, "You can use his cell phone to contact his family."
"We've checked, but the patient doesn't have a cell phone on him." The nurse was so anxious that she was about to cry. "He needs emergency treatment in his current condition."
Yun Shuning closed her eyes, hiding the helplessness in them: Although I don’t know if Yu Cheng will appreciate it, but…
She seemed unable to ignore the incident and just turned away.
"Where can I pay?" Her face was still expressionless and her voice was calm.
After paying the money, Yun Shuning took a look at the precarious balance in his bank card and went to the department where he was going to see a doctor with a blank look on his face.
After returning home, she casually hung the medicine prescribed by the hospital at the entrance and ate some light food in the hospital to fill her stomach. Now her stomachache has improved a lot.
But her wallet was not good at all.
The original owner still had a balance of about 50,000 yuan on his bank card, which sounded like a lot, but in Kyoto, where every inch of land is valuable, it would not last for too long.
What's even more tragic is that after she paid the money to Yu Cheng, in order to fit in with her personality, she told the nurse that when Yu Cheng woke up, she would tell him that he didn't have to pay the money back, and if he really felt bad, he could donate the money to a charity organization.
Moreover, according to Yu Cheng's way of thinking, he would most likely not be grateful to her, and might even think that she was meddling in his affairs.
Yun Shuning sat on the sofa with a look of disgust. She had just dealt with the male lead, and then a supporting male role came along.
When will this kind of day end?
She was really not good at communicating with such an extremely willful and selfish person. She really couldn't handle Yu Cheng.
However, just because she can't handle it doesn't mean others can't do it either.
She lowered her head and looked at the red mark on her right wrist caused by squeezing it hard. The mark had become a little lighter. If it continued like this, it should be almost recovered by tomorrow.
Yun Shuning placed his left hand on it expressionlessly and slowly applied force.
Early the next morning, she got herself ready and went to He Yan's villa.
Li Shuhua is 53 years old this year. She has been cleaning the villa for the past two years.
Yesterday, He Chen came to the apartment and told her a lot of things. This morning, she came to the villa early.
"Miss Yun, you're here." Seeing her figure appear at the door, Li Shuhua greeted her with a smile. After seeing Yun Shuning, her face became solemn and anxious, "Why are you wearing so little? It's so cold today."
Yun Shuning was wearing a black coat, which made her face look even paler. There was no trace of pink on her lips, and her whole body looked like it was made of snow.
"I'm fine." She pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she had used up all her strength to force out a smile, "Thank you for your concern."
"What's good about it?" Li Shuhua frowned and reached out to hold her hand. "Oh my god, it's so cold, like an ice cube."
Yun Shuning only felt that his hands were surrounded by warmth, and even his heart seemed to be warmed up.
She wanted to pull her hand back, her voice trembling slightly, as if she was not used to such straightforward care: "I'm used to it."
Li Shuhua used a little strength to prevent her from breaking free so easily. As she moved, the cuffs of Yun Shuning's sweater moved up, revealing a circle of red scars.
"What happened to your hand?" Her voice was filled with obvious anger. "Did someone bully you?"
Yun Shuning calmly withdrew his hand and replied lightly: "It was just an accidental bump. It will be fine in two days."
Li Shuhua took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her:
"Can I enter He Yan's room now?" Her voice sounded slightly hoarse, and her eyes revealed a bit of expectation and hesitation. Anyone who saw her expression would not be able to refuse her.
"Please follow me." Li Shuhua said with a sigh.
After seeing Yun Shuning come in, she quickly called He Chen:
"Master He, Miss Yun looks like she has had a really hard time. It's so cold in Kyoto today, and she's wearing clothes that can't be any thinner. I wear more clothes than she does in autumn." Her daughter is this age now, and when she sees her, she always thinks of her daughter unconsciously.
Although he is only in his early twenties, his life is more miserable than that of someone in her fifties.
"Miss Yun's face is pale and she is terribly thin. It's obvious that she hasn't eaten well..." She spoke in a long-winded manner, her voice full of heartache.
He Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, listening to the voice coming from the phone, and closed his eyes tiredly and helplessly.
If Yun Shuning had always regarded revenge for her uncle as her goal and motivation, then the evidence that he showed her a few days ago proving his innocence should have been a huge blow to her.
If a person loses hope for the future, what is the difference between him and a walking corpse?
"By the way, there is a circle of scars on Miss Yun's wrist. It's obvious that someone squeezed it hard, but Miss Yun didn't say anything just now..."
Hearing Li Shuhua's words, He Chen opened his eyes, and his eyes became sharp in an instant: "Aunt Li, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will find out."
After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and with a serious expression, he dialed another person's number.
Li Shuhua glanced at the closed bedroom door, sighed, and turned to clean the living room.
At noon, after preparing the meal, she returned to the bedroom door and knocked gently.
"Miss Yun, it's already noon. Please finish your meal before you get busy."
After waiting for ten seconds, there was still no movement from inside. She just raised her hand and was about to knock on the door again when it opened.
Yun Shuning had taken off her woolen coat long ago. The sweater she was wearing was originally a slim fit, but because she was too thin, it actually looked a little loose.
When she opened the door, Li Shuhua could still see a bit of tenderness and sadness on her face, but after seeing her, everything about her returned to calm.
Calm, not like a real person.
"Miss Yun..." She opened her mouth. She, who was usually eloquent, suddenly didn't know how to comfort her.
"Just call me by my name." No matter when, Yun Shuning always maintained the most basic courtesy, no matter who he was with.
"Then I will call you Shuning." Li Shuhua took a deep breath, smiled and took her hand. Even though the temperature in the room had reached 27 degrees, her hands were still cold.
She turned her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes uncomfortably, then turned around with that kind look again: "My last name is Li, you can just call me Aunt Li."
"Aunt Li." Yun Shuning looked at her and spoke seriously. Only at this moment did she seem a bit more real.
Li Shuhua looked at her and nodded vigorously: "Eat something first, Shu Ning, you are too thin."
The dishes on the table were very simple, four dishes and one soup, still steaming.
After Yun Shuning sat down, he kept his head down, occasionally fiddling with a mouthful of rice. He didn't look like he was eating, but rather like he was being tortured.
"Eat more and try Aunt Li's cooking to see if it suits your taste."
"It's delicious." She took a bite of the dish without cilantro and spoke softly.
Li Shuhua looked at her and sighed softly, "My husband passed away three years ago. I was in a similar state to you at that time."
At this point, she put down her chopsticks, her eyes filled with nostalgia: "We have been quarreling for most of our lives, and finally our children have grown up, and it is his turn to enjoy the good life, but he is not up to the task and has cancer."
When Yun Shuning heard her words, he put down his chopsticks helplessly, not knowing how to comfort her.
Li Shuhua glanced at her and smiled with relief: "Seeing you now, I suddenly remembered myself back then."
"When he first left, everything I saw reminded me of him, the bowls I ate from, the broken stereo he repaired, and sometimes when I looked at the stars outside the window, I would wonder if one of them was him."
"But later, my granddaughter was born. She had never seen him and never thought of him. At that time, I suddenly realized that there are only a few people who can still remember him. As time goes by, the number of people who remember him will decrease."
"In a few years, many people may forget what he looks like; in a few more years, will some even forget his name?"
As Yun Shuning listened to her words, tears fell like pearls from a broken string.
She felt sorry not only for Aunt Li, but also for He Yan, and...herself.
He Yan never appeared in the book again after He Chen got the He family. How many people in this world can remember him?
As for her, an orphan without parents, she has no friends in that world. Who will remember her in a few years?
"So, I want to live longer, so that he can leave more traces in this world." Li Shuhua walked to her side, hugged her with a smile, "So Shu Ning, you have to take good care of yourself too."
"Thank you." Yun Shuning held back her tears and said in a sobbing voice, "I will live a good life and remember him well."
She needed a chance to change her attitude towards life, and now was a good time.
She looked carefully at the people standing next to her. Such kindness was truly precious to her.
"Let's eat quickly." Li Shuhua said gently.
Yun Shuning stayed in the villa for a whole day and did not return to the apartment until evening.
As soon as she turned on the light in the living room, her phone rang. She took out her phone in confusion:
"Honey, tomorrow is the rent payment day. It’s still the same as before, pay three months’ rent at a time. Remember to transfer the money. I love you." - by the landlord.
Yun Shuning looked at the phone with despair. This was really a case of adding insult to injury.
The monthly rent is 7500, which means 22500 for three months!!!
Nearly half of her balance was gone.
Now, it doesn't matter who's the heroine or the heroine, or who's the supporting actor or the second female lead. Is there anything scarier than poverty in the world?
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