NOVPUBChapter 321: 321, Yihan, the beginning of indifference
Chapter 321: 321, Yihan, the beginning of indifference
When Song Qinghuan woke up the next day, her head was heavy as clouds, her eyelids as if weighed down with a thousand pounds.
Shi Yuhuan suggested that she rest for another day, but she insisted on pushing through the fog of lethargy, splashing winter cold water on her face to wake herself up, and going to work after breakfast.
Having cried the night before, her eyes were somewhat puffy and her face a little pale.
At the office, Yu Yang and Bai Rubing were startled at her appearance, questioning why she had taken the day off and why she returned looking so sick.
Song Qinghuan only smiled, declining to offer any words in response.
Even though she felt sleep beckoning, she still managed to diligently complete her work.
With that, she forced herself to stay alert the entire day. Upon arriving home from work, however, she was struck by how her head pounded and her body burned with a fever. She felt as weak as though she had been drained of all her strength, the simple act of standing felt like a monumental task.
Song Qinghuan realized she must have caught cold due to a lack of rest and ensuing exhaustion, which rendered her immunity compromised.
After pondering, she decided it would be best to have herself checked at the hospital while she still had a clear head, and then obtain some cold medicine.
However, she collapsed into unconsciousness once she got there.
When Shi Yuhuan arrived, Song Qinghuan was fast asleep, her face still a little flushed. He reached out to feel her forehead.
It wasn’t too hot; her fever had subsided.
Shi Yuhuan sat emotionless at the bedside, gazing out at the night sky that was being engulfed by darkness, propping his head up with his hand which rested on the bedside table, his elegant fingers slightly pale, his gorgeous, slightly cold face turned towards Song Qinghuan.
This was the second time in his life that he had spent the night in a hospital.
Throughout his childhood at Shi Country Villa, they had a dedicated private doctor. If someone fell ill, the doctor would come to the house for treatment; they never needed to visit the hospital.
Until the year he turned ten, he witnessed the cruellest side of humanity and the indifference of human nature.
After an unexpected accident, he lost his father. He and his mother ran away, after which she developed a fever that would not subside.
He had brought his mother to the hospital, pleading with the doctors to save her, but they were turned away for lacking money.
At that time, he thought the doctors were even more ruthless than the executioner and his axe.
In the end, his mother’s fever did not break. It developed into pneumonia, and without immediate medical intervention, she left him forever.
During that period, he deeply experienced what it felt like to have no control, to watch the person he loved most depart from his life, to feel them get cold and stiff bit by bit…
If his father’s death prompted his growth,
Then his mother’s death brought out his coldness. At the moment his mother passed, his heart felt as if a chunk was mercilessly gouged out, causing excruciating pain and making him bleed.
Ever since, that place in his heart had been empty, and emotions or worldly affairs no longer mattered to him.
He had lived on with such resilience solely because of his quest for revenge for his parents, and his quest to fulfill his mother’s dying wish: to take good care of his little brother.
Other than that, he didn’t believe there were any other reasons to live or anything else to pursue in life.
Until Song Qinghuan entered his life, she made it feel as if life was not so dull.
If a person experienced cold for long, they would crave warmth; and once they experienced warmth, they would be unwilling to let it go.
If she was merely a seedling in his heart before, she had now taken root, sprouted, and grown into a towering tree within him.
