Chapter 73 Don’t Be Angry with Me
Gorgeous fireworks.
Pink gift deer.
Ash was forced to make a heart shape with a plaster cast on his face.
He was so busy running around in the snow in the yard that his hair was messed up by the cold wind.
Everything was done to make her happy. Shi Yin held her phone in her hand, standing in front of the French window, looking at Han Zhan in the distance. In the light of the fire, his peach blossom eyes, which looked at everyone with deep affection, were even more gentle than usual.
Shi Yin tightened her grip.
I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.
"Mrs."
"Hmm?" Shi Yin came back to his senses.
"Put this gift here. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Thank you, Uncle Han."
"You're welcome." The housekeeper left the room and went down to the living room on the first floor. He saw Han Zhan coming in from the yard outside. Snowflakes wet his black hair, and his hands in front of him were also frozen red by the cold wind.
The butler immediately ordered the servant to light the fireplace.
Pick up the blanket.
She wrapped herself around Han Er with such care as if she were protecting her own child.
"Sir, I can do something as trivial as setting off fireworks. Why do you have to go in person? I caught a cold and had a fever before the New Year, and I fell into the sea and injured my hand—"
"I'm fine."
"The hardest thing about you is your mouth."
The housekeeper educates him.
Han Er, without the slightest hint of a young master's temper, listened attentively. Then he looked up at the second floor and asked, "Is she asleep?"
"My wife just finished her shower."
"What expression did you make when you received a gift?"
"I didn't look closely, but you must be very happy. After all, you brought that little dinosaur back from Country M all the way across the ocean. Your wife is a thoughtful and gentle girl, so she must be able to feel your thoughtfulness."
"Uncle Han, that's a deer." Han Zhan corrected him, touched his nose, and said, "How could I have such a thoughtful gesture? I didn't bring it back specially. I just happened to have an empty suitcase, so I stuffed it in."
"Yes, we're setting off fireworks tonight too." The butler took another fireplace that the servant had brought over and pushed it in front of Han Er to keep him warm. He then grumbled, "A hundred years from now, if we dig up your grave, we'll find that everything has rotted away, but your mouth will still be strong."
Han Zhan: “…”
The housekeeper brought him a dry towel and then went to the kitchen to make ginger soup.
The living room fell silent.
The firewood in the fireplace was crackling. Ah Xiu, who was lying next to the chaise longue, cast a sidelong glance at Han Zhan. Han Zhan glared at him and said, "Are you still unhappy?"
Ash stretched out his front foot and hooked the fairy tale book.
It was as if she was saying, "She promised to tell me a story, and after having dinner with you, she went upstairs with a pale face, and now she hasn't come down yet. I'm so annoyed."
Han Zhan remained silent.
Can't find the words to argue.
It seemed like he was the one who made Shi Yin angry today.
While making snow cake, he was talking to her, and for some reason, he mentioned Song Sinian and Shi Qinghe's wedding. When Han Zhan received the Song family's invitation that morning and saw the three words "Shi Qinghe" written in the woman's column, he was delighted.
finally.
Song got married openly.
The person he married was Shi Qinghe, which meant he would become Shi Yin's legitimate brother-in-law in the future, and there would be no possibility for him to be with Shi Yin anymore. Even though it was in his favor, he still mentioned it to Shi Yin, selfishly wanting her to know the news and wanting her to give up completely.
Unexpectedly.
It touched her heart.
It makes people feel lost.
This was the first time since Han Zhan and Shi Yin got married that he had seen her look pale and weak, as if she would collapse at any moment. Watching her frail figure as she ascended the stairs, Han Zhan regretted mentioning Song Sinian's marriage to her so cheaply. She had Song Sinian in her heart, so long as he was his wife. There was no way he could escape.
It took him half a minute to calm himself down.
Then go and coax Shi Yin.
Han Zhan glanced at Ah Xiu, who was lying on the carpet. The dog looked at him annoyed, rolled its eyes, and lowered its head. He walked over and patted its head: "Why learn Shi Yin's rolling eyes when you can learn something else?"
"Woof!"
"Leave you alone? Shi Yin dotes on you, are you getting too independent?"
"Woof!"
"She just dotes on you, what can I do to you?"
Ah Xiu got up, not wanting to listen to his nagging, and staggered towards the warm nest that Shi Yin had built for him in the living room, which was decorated with small red couplets and hung with small lanterns.
Han Zhan: “…”
ungrateful.
Elbows turned outward.
How long have you known Shi Yin, and you're already obsessed with her?
Han Zhan picked up the open fairy tale book on the floor and sat down on the soft chaise longue. In a trance, he seemed to see Shi Yin lying there, telling a story in a gentle tone.
He reached out and picked up the Lazy Sheep pillow that she often held.
Her fragrance still remains on it.
Han Zhan brushed the pattern on the pillow. The second young master Han, who had always been sharp towards everyone, put away all his sharpness for the first time in his life, and guilt was clearly visible between his brows.
…
At that time.
Master bedroom upstairs.
Shi Yin squatted in front of the coffee table, staring at the pink deer in the glass case for a long time, until her phone lit up and rang, and she was suddenly pulled back from her thoughts. The message was from her attending physician, who had sent several voice messages in a row.
The tone of the latest message was extremely urgent, and the doctor's concern for human life could be felt even through the screen: "If I don't hear from you in half a minute, I will call the police!"
Shi Yin picked up the phone.
I sent a 'starry eyes' emoticon package that I had saved from Han Zhan earlier.
Doctor Rong: "... Is this Miss Shi?"
The other party's tentative tone clearly showed that he was shocked by her expression.
[Shi Yin]: "It's me."
She didn't want to trouble her friend Molly too much, and since she didn't care about her relatives, she could only make an appointment with the attending doctor for an equal payment. Once her mental state became distorted and she couldn't control the urge to hurt herself with a knife, she would press a shortcut key and the other party would receive her message for help and contact her immediately.
The last time the disease occurred was half a year ago.
I received the photos of Song Sinian cheating from Shi Qinghe.
At that moment, she suddenly lost the ability to breathe and her whole body was cold. The face of Song Sinian in the picture overlapped with the sunny and cheerful boy in her memory who always surrounded her and tried every way to make her happy. She was so disgusted that her shoulders were shaking.
On the eve of suffocation.
She pressed the shortcut key with all her strength to send a distress signal.
Woke up in the hospital.
Dr. Rong was right next to her. He said it was a good thing he called the police in time. Otherwise, she would have bled to death half an hour later. So, when Dr. Rong received Shi Yin's distress message more than ten minutes ago, he was so scared that he contacted her immediately.
He doesn't answer the phone.
No reply to messages.
Just before she was about to call the police, she replied with a super cute emoticon.
[Doctor Rong]: "Did you take the medicine just now?"
[Shi Yin]: “No.”
【Shi Yin】: “(Pink deer picture)”
[Doctor Rong]: "That looks great. Are you feeling better now?"
[Shi Yin]: "Yeah."
The bright white light reflected on Shi Yin's face. She typed, feeling somewhat guilty. "I'm so sorry to bother you so late. I'm doing fine now. Thank you for worrying about me."
Shi Yin sent the message and turned off her phone.
She touched the very delicate deer ornament through the slightly cool glass.
Get up.
I changed into home clothes and went downstairs.
When she walked into the living room, she saw Han Zhan lying on the chaise longue sofa where she often lay, with her lazy sheep pillow as his head resting on it, his eyes closed and he seemed to be asleep.
Shi Yin walked closer and bent down to cover him with the quilt.
Just grabbed a corner of the blanket.
The sleeping man below suddenly opened his eyes.
Han Zhan's mind was still not very clear in his sleep. He stood up and hugged her, burying his face in her neck: "Wife, please don't be angry with me, okay?"
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