Time passed by minute by second, and the room was extremely quiet. This was not the first time Guan Shouheng was not at home, but it was the first time he left in the true sense.
In the past, even if he went to lead a tour abroad, he would call her or send her a text message every night before going to bed to tell her where he was or say good night to her. But this time, he didn't say a word.
Nothing left.
The clock struck midnight quietly, and Mint slumped down weakly, clutching the suit tightly with both hands. What happened to them? Why couldn't they even quarrel? Their marriage was less than a year old,
How did you get into such a predicament?
It seemed like a bomb was planted between them. She didn't know when it would explode, but the fuse had been buried for a long time. From the day she planned to buy him a plane ticket, she later invited a servant to go home.
It is dangerous every moment, but is she wrong? She just wants him not to have to work so hard, wants to make their lives easier, and wants to make herself more comfortable. Is she wrong?
No, no! She thinks this is for his good, her own good, and her children’s good, and she’s right!
It's his fault because he's too sensitive and too chauvinistic!
Mint tried hard to convince herself, but when she inadvertently looked up and saw the paper bag on the stool, she suddenly panicked and became no longer so sure.
She stood up quickly, walked over, grabbed the paper bag, opened it, and saw that the suit inside was exactly the same as the one she bought!
——What if I say, I have prepared my clothes?
——You don’t believe that I will buy clothes for you, and if you do, you will think that I have no taste. Only the ones you choose, only the ones you fancy, are noble and the best!
His words echoed in her ears, causing her whole body to panic.
"No...I didn't mean it...I don't know..." She murmured and shook her head, then grabbed the keys and ran out of the house. She wanted to find him and tell him that she didn't mean it.
Although Guan Shouheng ran away from home, she knew that he would only go to one place, besides home, which was the place where he cared most and couldn't let go.
The taxi drove all the way to Renai Hospital. She was so anxious that she didn't even want to wait for the driver to give her change. After pushing the door and getting off, she took the elevator and went straight to the hospital.
It was already very late, most of the lights in the ward were turned off, the corridor was quiet, and her footsteps seemed a little hasty in the silent space.
She walked to a certain door in one breath, but she didn't expect that she would see such a scene through the small window.
Sure enough, he was there. Just like every time, he stayed by his mother's bed and fell asleep on his stomach. The night was very cold, but he didn't even have a coat on him.
The daughter of the patient next to him, the girl named Liu Ting, gently, gently approached him and put a piece of her pink dress on his shoulders.
Her movements were so gentle, like caring for a lover.
No matter how gentle his movements were, Guan Shouheng still woke up. He was such an alert person, and he could feel any small movement.
"I'm sorry for waking you up." The girl said apologetically, her voice so low that she could hardly hear it, but she could clearly see her shy expression.
"It doesn't matter." He shook his head lightly and looked down at the coat on his shoulders.
"Ah Heng, it's very cold at night, please put it on, I have other clothes!" The girl said hurriedly as if she was afraid that he would refuse.
He saw that the girl was indeed dressed very warmly, and then... nodded slightly.
"Thanks."
He accepted it, he actually accepted it!
At home, he would not even want the servants to help him wash clothes. Guan Shouheng, who was so maverick and wanted to draw a clear line with everyone, was willing to accept that girl's coat!
Because this coat will not bring any pressure to him, and the maid is good at washing his clothes, and she is even better at buying him clothes.
It turned out that she had pushed him to this point.
Her hand that was about to push open the door lowered slowly, slowly.