Before you know it, half a month has passed. Since taking leave last time, Han Yi'er has been taking care of her mother in the hospital while writing scripts required by the TV station.
For her, there is good news that she has to mention, that is, the hospital's life report for Han Mu has changed. Han Mu's vitality has exceeded three months, and Han Mu's condition is very stable. The hospital cannot explain
What does this mean? A single sentence of "the wish is not yet fulfilled" is used to evaluate Han's mother's tenacious vitality. What does this meaningful sentence "the wish is not yet fulfilled" mean?
During this period, Lin Yuze came to see Han Yi'er every now and then, giving guidance and guidance on the script she wrote.
"Yi'er, I'm not satisfied with this plot." Lin Yuze's attitude towards official affairs has always been extremely strict. Even if he loves Han Yi'er, he will distinguish between public and private affairs.
She showed no dissatisfaction, nodded piously, and asked seriously: "What's wrong?"
"The male protagonist's feelings for the female protagonist did not achieve the effect I expected!" It can be seen that Lin Yuze seemed to be very dissatisfied with the hundreds of thousands of words of the script. He only glanced at it a few times and threw it on the table:
"You didn't deliver the tear-jerking emotion the network needed."
Regarding the mistakes he pointed out, Han Yi'er admitted that when she was sketching out the script, she was not invested in it. To put it bluntly, the author was separated from the script.
If a successful masterpiece cannot represent the author who conceived the masterpiece, how can it represent the audience? If it cannot earn enough tears from the author, how can it make the audience cry?
She didn't argue much, picked up the thick stack of scripts on the table and threw them into the trash can without hesitation.
"Yi'er?" Lin Yuze was very puzzled by her actions.
She smiled slightly: "Haha, I think you are right, so I plan to re-imagine a story."
Faced with Han Yi'er's sincere attitude, Lin Yuze was very pleased. She could put aside their male-female relationship and know how to be taught humbly. How could she not satisfy him?
Let me ask, is there any teacher in the world who doesn’t like such pious students?
Lin Yuze pursed his lips slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and stood up: "Okay, to reward you for your hard work, how about I cook you dinner today?"
This is of course the best thing. No woman likes to be a cook. If their men are not lazy, which of them would not want to eat ready-made?
Regarding Lin Yuze's proposal, she would naturally raise her hands in approval: "Okay."
Lin Yuze smiled helplessly, turned and walked to the kitchen in the ward...
In the past half month, the situation of the Yun family has been far worse than that of the Han family.
Mr. Yun's condition is getting worse day by day. The hospital routinely comes to give Mr. Yun a comprehensive examination every week, but every time the results of the examination make the doctor frown and lament.
"Doctor, is my father's condition still not improving?"
Hearing Yun Aotian's inquiry, the doctor still shook his head seriously: "Master Yun's coma this time is worse than last time!" Sighing repeatedly, he led Yun Aotian out of Master Yun's room.
Bedroom. "Master Yun, I suggest you fulfill Master Yun's unfinished wish as soon as possible."
It's not that Yun Aotian doesn't know what this sentence represents, but he also knows better than anyone else what his father's wish is.
For half a month, Yun's father either called out the name 'Han Qiuyu' or murmured that he wanted to see 'Yi'er...Yi'er...'. How could he not understand his father's wishes? But...how could he?
Are you embarrassed to ask Han Yi'er to take care of your father?
In a dilemma, he waved his hand and asked the doctor to leave. He stood in the corridor on the second floor with a frown, staring blankly.
At this moment, Aunt Yun, who had heard everything, walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently: "Aotian, why don't you marry Xinyu as soon as possible to celebrate."
Congratulations! Congratulations! Within half a month, he had received no less than a hundred words urging him to get married. However... this was even harder than asking Han Yi'er to take care of his father.
"Let's talk about it later." Yun Aotian prevaricated Aunt Yun's suggestion, put his hands in his pockets, quickly walked to the living room, and left the Yun family villa...
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Aunt Yun came to Yun Xinyu's room and told her exactly what happened. Although she was very angry at the result, she pretended to be pitiful on the outside: "Auntie, is Brother Aotian very sad?"
Hate me."
"No." Aunt Yun showed a comforting smile, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked her little face: "I think it's because your Aotian brother hasn't completely forgotten that woman."
Humph, their relationship is that of brother and sister. Yun Aotian will never have any hope for her. If he doesn't work hard now, if something happens one day, then he will be even more helpless.
Want to be with him.
Silently lowering her head, her eyes rolled, "vomit..." A retching sound made Aunt Yun frightened and patted her on the back: "Xinyu, are you okay?"
"No." Yun Xinyu shook her head and forced a smile: "I don't know what's wrong with me lately. I always feel like vomiting."
She obviously meant what she said to Aunt Yun. Aunt Yun was a newcomer, so she naturally understood what this sign meant: "Is it possible..." After saying this, Aunt Yun thought about it. If Yun Xinyu was pregnant, it would be unavoidable.
It's a little too fast, isn't it? It was only half a month after the last incident. If I was really upset, it would have been two months later. How could you be retching now? "Xinyu, I will take you to Dr. Li tomorrow.
Let’s take a look.”
Ha, what she was waiting for was Aunt Yun's words. Naturally, she knew that it was too early for her to be happy. If she got the doctor's diagnosis certificate, who would dare to say anything?
Yun Aotian left home, with his hands in his pockets, walking under the night.
It's been a long time since he had such a leisurely time to go out for a walk. The recent 'heavy pressure' made him feel inexplicably out of breath every time he saw Yun Xinyu. He really didn't know how to deal with this change in his sister.
The fact that she became his girlfriend.
"Alas." Faced with such a changeable life, he couldn't help but sigh and laugh at himself for God's fooling him.
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
It is easy to change an old person's heart, but it is said that an old person's heart is easy to change.
Lishan's words are gone till midnight, and the rain and bells at night are still ringing without complaint.
How can I be lucky enough to have a brocade dress, and my wish for that day is like a pair of wings and branches.
I still remember this poem written by Nalan Rongruo, and when I carefully read the meaning of this poem, it really coincides with his current experience.
‘I am amazed when we first meet, but still when we meet again.’ If there is only one short reunion in life, why would we experience such heart-breaking pain with her?
Unknowingly, when Yun Aotian raised his head and looked at the road ahead, he realized that he seemed to be pulled by something, and walked to the hospital where Han's mother was.
Looking at the light on the window, he took a deep breath: "Since we are here, let's go up." He murmured softly and stepped into the hospital.
Since the last time Han Yi'er took leave, or to be more precise, since they officially broke up, the number of times they've seen each other has been reduced to a handful.
I wonder how the way she and I look at each other will change after this half-month baptism?
‘Dong----dong----dong’ gently tapped the door of the ward where Han’s mother lived. After a burst of footsteps came from inside, the door gradually opened...
The person who opened the door for him was none other than Han Yi'er.
The air in the corridor seemed to be condensed. People inside and outside the room stared at each other blankly, their eyes were filled with 'missing...'
In his eyes, nothing about her has changed, she is still so beautiful and knowledgeable; in her eyes, it can be seen from his tapered chin that he has lost a lot of weight. Has something happened to the Yun family recently?
Does it affect his energy? Or does the company's affairs make him sleepless and sleepless?
After a pause of about a few seconds, Han Yi'er came to her senses first and smiled naturally: "Please come in." She greeted Yun Aotian and entered the ward.
He looked around and slowly walked to the bedside: "Aunt Han, she..."
Han Yi'er smiled slightly and stood at the bedside: "The doctor said that mother's condition is very stable, so before, you..." At this point, she couldn't continue talking.
I can't control my memory and go back to the past. I still remember that the first person who knew about my mother's condition was Yun Aotian. At that time, I was in a very close love with him, but now...
"That's good." Yun Aotian recalled her memory, took a deep breath, and looked at Han's mother with guilt-ridden eyes: "Auntie...I'm sorry."
This was what he wanted to say. For his father's debt to the Han family, for his mother's debt to the winter vacation, and for the entire Yun family's debt to the Han family, just "I'm sorry" is not enough to make up for everything, but he can
The only thing I can do seems to be to sincerely say 'I'm sorry'...
"Forget it." Han Yi'er walked up to her mother and gently brushed her mother's gray hair: "Now I just want to accompany my mother happily for the rest of her life."
Perhaps it was Lin Yuze's influence that caused Han Yi'er to gradually lose sight of hatred; or perhaps, she gave up her hatred very early and was resolved by the love she felt in the Yun family.
Now, the fact that she can say this sentence means that she has seen through the love and hatred accumulated for more than twenty years.
"Yi'er..." Yun Aotian couldn't express the emotion in his heart, and his big hand couldn't help but slowly stretched out to her. At this moment, he completely forgot about the insurmountable 'moral' dividing line between them.