The Most Beautiful Years Met You【35】I thought you didn't care about me
Yu Zhongxiao looked at the worried Ye Hehuan in the rearview mirror: "As I asked you just now, why did you suddenly come to Yunnan?"
"..." Ye Hehuan returned to his original silence, retracted and curled up on the edge of his seat.
"Does your family know that you are here?"
Like a competent elder, he began to cross-examine her: "Are there any classmates you know in Yunnan? Don't go out alone after eight o'clock in the evening."
Ye Hehuan raised his eyelids and said lazily: "Will the group be able to come out?"
"..."
Yu Zhongxiao was choked by her, and then said firmly: "No matter how many people there are, they are not allowed to go out in the middle of the night."
"Then why don't you come out in the middle of the night?" Ye Hehuan thought about the woman who held his arm just now: "You are just a state official setting fire to the people and not allowing the people to light the lamps."
"How old are you and how old am I? When I was your age -" He stopped talking.
"What were you doing at my age?"
Ye Hehuan leaned forward again, but heard him say "nothing" perfunctorily. She looked at the back of his neck. The collar of his black shirt was very stiff. In fact, the impression he left on her was that he was meticulous, serious, and old-fashioned.
After a while, he spoke again: "Anyway, girls should stay at home at night and don't go to any messy places."
"Then what kind of place is a mess? Is it the club my uncle was going to just now?" she asked shamelessly.
Yu Zhongxiao was suddenly speechless at this child who was pretending to be stupid. He turned to look in the rearview mirror and caught her twinkling eyes. He also noticed that her eyes were red and swollen: "That's because of work needs."
Ye Hehuan didn't expect that he would explain to her, and she stopped talking back to him because she was so close that she could even smell the faint smell of cigarette smoke on his body.
"Uncle, does that girl like you just now?" She started another topic.
Yu Zhongxiao did not answer.
She sat back, rubbed her belly, and whispered softly: "You are quite beautiful, but your personality seems to be very strong. I'm afraid she will suppress you."
"Why do you suddenly have a stomachache again?" he asked suddenly.
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment. When he mentioned it, he felt a dull pain in his right abdomen again: "Maybe it's because I was full. Just now, I bought a big sweet potato."
As she spoke, she made a size gesture with her hands.
Seeing that Yu Zhongxiao didn't speak anymore, Ye Hehuan looked at his right hand and remembered the injury on his left shoulder: "Uncle, has the wound on your shoulder healed?"
"Um."
His monotonous response made her lose interest in talking, and she leaned her head against the car window. Thinking of Yan Yu, she couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the Spring and Autumn Period.
…
When she arrived at the hospital and got out of the car, Ye Hehuan's cell phone rang. She looked at it and saw that it was Yan Yu's number.
She hung up immediately and turned off her phone.
Yu Zhongxiao registered in front, and Ye Hehuan sat on a chair in the corridor, raising his head and looking at his back. His clothes were more stable, and his words and deeds were more reassuring. He was the one who accompanied him both times.
The hospital she came to...she smacked her lips, she was really a good person, a rare good person.
Thinking of his family, it is not surprising that he would grow up to be a good young man.
Yu Zhongxiao registered his number and came over with the order: "Can you still get up and go?"
Ye Hehuan thought that it was not easy for him. Not only did he delay his work, but he also had to deal with himself, so he cooperated obediently and followed him to the second floor.
…
The hospital conducted some examinations on Ye Hehuan and finally concluded that chronic appendicitis had turned into acute appendicitis.
"My suggestion is to have an appendectomy."
Ever since she was a child, Ye Hehuan had never been on the operating table. Even if it was a minor operation, she was so frightened that her tears couldn't stop falling.
Not just fear, but also confusion and helplessness.
Yu Zhongxiao stood behind her, was silent for a few seconds and then asked the doctor: "Do I have to have surgery?"
"I see that she is in severe pain. Instead of having it over and over again in the future, it is better to have an operation as soon as possible. If you agree, I will arrange the operation immediately," the doctor said.
Ye Hehuan raised his head and looked at Yu Zhongxiao, the man who was by his side and could barely be considered a parent.
Yu Zhongxiao glanced at her sideways and said to the doctor: "Move."
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Ye Hehuan was lying on the operating table, and the shadowless lamp was turned on. The light made her unable to open her eyes, but her fingers tightly grasped the tablecloth under her body.
The chief surgeon was a woman in her early thirties. In order to relieve the patient's nervousness, he took the initiative to chat with her.
"Is it your brother who came with you? Where are your parents? Why didn't you come with them?"
When Ye Hehuan saw a nurse picking up a syringe, her body stiffened, her eye circles became red again, and her voice was choked: "My parents are busy at work and are on a business trip out of town. My uncle is accompanying me..."
She followed the same rhetoric she used at the hospital last time.
When the anesthetic was injected into the body, Ye Hehuan's painful facial features wrinkled together. With his last shred of consciousness, he suddenly asked the doctor next to him: "Where is my uncle?"
"Waiting outside." The nurse wearing a mask said, "I just signed the consent form for the surgery. Is my name Yu Zhongxiao right?"
Ye Hehuan groaned, tilted his head, and fell asleep completely.
…
Although appendicitis was a minor operation, after anesthesia, Ye Hehuan still woke up from the pain.
Just now, she had a dream. In the dream, she, Han Minjing and Ye Zanwen were happily watching TV in the living room. Han Minjing was leaning on Ye Zanwen's arms, and she was lying on the coffee table doing her homework. Without Yin Lian, she was also
There is no Ye Jingyu.
But when she opened her eyes, what she saw was a white wall that was incompatible with the picture in her dream.
Apart from her, there was no one else in the single ward.
Ye Hehuan lifted up her clothes and saw the gauze on the right side of her abdomen. She felt a sharp pain and a dry mouth. There was no hot water bottle in the room. She lifted the quilt, carefully went to bed, and took a hospital-specific enamel cup.
, I want to be shameless and ask the nurse for water.
As soon as he turned around, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. Ye Hehuan turned his head and saw Yu Zhongxiao coming in. For a moment, he forgot what he was going to do.
He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and he was carrying a water bottle and a bag of breakfast.
When Yu Zhongxiao saw Ye Hehuan jumping on the bed, he was slightly stunned, and then immediately said: "Why don't you rest on the bed?"
"My mouth is a little thirsty."
She was wearing a large blue hospital gown with vertical stripes, holding an enamel cup, with her hair disheveled, and licked her dry lips, looking pitiful and a bit wretched.
Yu Zhongxiao asked her to lie back, and she immediately put down the cup, covered her wound and slowly crawled back into the quilt.
"Uncle, are you here with me?" She leaned against the pillow, her eyes locked on his body.
Yu Zhongxiao said 'hmm' lightly and put the breakfast on the front table. He washed the enamel cup twice with hot water and made sure it was clean before pouring her water.
"The doctor said that after the operation, we should eat light and easy-to-digest food, so I bought millet porridge." He took off his coat and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to his elbows, revealing a strong wheat-colored forearm.
Ye Hehuan listened to his patient explanation and watched him take out a disposable lunch box from the bag.
The morning sun shone through, outlining his deep and straight face. The tall bridge of his nose cast a shadow on the other half of his face. Green stubble appeared on his chin. During his movements, she smelled if
There was a vague smell of tobacco, and I suddenly felt unusually warm.
Seeing him carefully stirring the porridge with a spoon, her eyes became sore and tears came out unsatisfactorily.
Yu Zhongxiao heard a slight sob and raised his head. What he saw was a small face full of tears. He had never been able to deal with this kind of situation. He was just a child. He put down the spoon and touched her forehead with his left hand.
He had a fever. Seeing that she was crying out of breath, he asked: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"
Ye Hehuan shook his head desperately, but he cried louder and louder, as if he was trying to vent his trapped emotions.
Yu Zhongxiao turned around to go find the doctor, but she reached out and grabbed his sleeve. He lowered his head and heard her say: "Uncle, I'm lovelorn."
"..."
Yu Zhongxiao was surprised for a few seconds, but he didn't know what to say and couldn't laugh or cry.
In this case, even calling in the political commissar who specializes in ideological work in the army is useless.
It was a pity that the little girl was crying extremely sadly and still held his hand tightly. Yu Zhongxiao couldn't pull it away and had to stand motionless.
"I thought you didn't care about me and left alone..."
"No, seeing as you're still asleep, I went out to buy something." He explained in a softer voice subconsciously, for fear of making her cry harder.
"Uncle, can I pay you the medical expenses next time? I don't have any money now."
"...No need to pay it back."
Ye Hehuan cried for a while and then stopped. He let go of Yu Zhongxiao's hand and stroked his bangs with some embarrassment. Yu Zhongxiao's expression remained as usual. He handed her the enamel cup of cold water and took it for himself*
Wei's coat, explaining where to go: "I'm going downstairs to buy some fruit."
After saying that, he left the ward.
Looking at the closed door, Ye Hehuan pursed his lips, knowing in his heart that he was actually buying fruit to give her enough personal space to calm down her mood.
Ye Hehuan took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his down jacket, turned it on, and immediately received many missed calls and text messages.
When she saw Yan Yu's name and several unfamiliar numbers, she ignored them and only called Qin Shousheng back.
…
When Yu Zhongxiao was buying fruit downstairs, he received a call from Yao Lie: "Second brother, the matter has been settled. Don't be afraid that Xiao Yun will send someone to investigate."
"Well, help me say thank you to Lao Qian." Yu Zhongxiao said while choosing an apple.
"Second brother, what are you doing? It's so noisy next to you."
"Buying fruit, anything else?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask. If passerby A doesn't need to be on guard at all, your nervousness has aroused everyone's gossip. Could it be that the person you picked up last night was your sister-in-law? The brothers have discussed it.
I’m planning to buy some nutritional supplements to visit my sister-in-law, and I wanted to ask my second brother when it’s convenient.”
Yu Zhongxiao laughed and scolded him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Work hard and die."
After talking to Yao Lie on the phone, Yu Zhongxiao picked up the weighed apples, paid the money, and entered the hospital gate. He did not rush to the inpatient department, but went to a corner to smoke.
In the smoke, he squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone entering and leaving inadvertently. After smoking half a cigarette, he took out his mobile phone again.
He opened the phone cover, took out the SIM card, put it in his trouser pocket, put the other card in the card slot, and turned the phone back on.
The phone vibrated continuously for a while. Yu Zhongxiao looked at the screen. From last night to just now, Xiao Yun made many calls and sent several text messages.
He didn't look at it. Before going upstairs, he turned his cell phone to silent mode.
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Yu Zhongxiao returned to the ward, and Ye Hehuan was leaning on the bed. A Hong Kong comedy was playing on the TV, and she occasionally laughed once or twice.
"Uncle, are you back?" She turned her head and looked at the door, smiling brightly, without the miserable look she had just been crying.
Yu Zhongxiao put down the fruit, took off his coat, dragged the chair, sat down next to the patient's bed, glanced at the TV, and asked casually: "Starring Stephen Chow?"
"It just so happens that Stephen Chow is not there."
Ye Hehuan looked at Huang Yaoshi, played by Leslie Cheung in the movie, and then looked at Yu Zhongxiao, quite surprised: "This movie has been around for a long time, uncle, haven't you seen it?"
"Well, as I'm getting older, I have no interest in these young things."
Seeing that he was acting like an elder again, Ye Hehuan only thought of one word, "rely on the old and sell the old." He took a red apple and held it in his hand. He smelled the light apple fragrance and saw him sitting there watching TV in a decent manner.
He couldn't help but said: "Uncle, do you want to go home and take a rest?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll wait until the nurse comes in the afternoon before I leave."
Ye Hehuan: "..."
It turned out that she had no intention of taking care of herself day and night. Ye Hehuan felt that she was being sentimental and was picking at the apple unconsciously with her fingers. She looked up at the movie playing on the TV and suddenly felt that it was not funny. She grabbed it and put it on her
*As soon as I opened the small bag on the front desk, I saw the photo she used to lie to Yan Yu.
Glancing at Yu Zhongxiao from the corner of her eye, she cleared her throat and said, "Uncle, there is something I want to return to you."
Yu Zhongxiao's deep eyes moved away from the TV screen and fell on her, half-believing or not, as if he was asking her silently: What is that?
"I found it in a book, just like the pile of garbage you asked me to throw away last time." Ye Hehuan specifically added an explanation when handing over the photo.
Taking it, Yu Zhongxiao looked back and forth, it was the photo he had been looking for recently to no avail.
…
Ye Hehuan had been watching him from the side. After careful observation, he found a long scar on the inside of his left arm and countless other small wounds.
"Do your arms hurt often?" she asked.
Yu Zhongxiao glanced at his slightly hideous old wound and said in a casual tone: "I was chasing drug dealers on the China-Myanmar border a few years ago and was accidentally injured by a tree branch."
"Uncle, is your job dangerous?"
Yu Zhongxiao smiled and said nothing, his narrow black eyes contained emotions she couldn't understand. After a while, he lowered his head to look at the photo again.
He is tall, and the small chair makes his crossed legs extra slender.
The ward suddenly returned to silence.
Ye Hehuan didn't speak, but looked at him from time to time. Yu Zhongxiao lowered his head. His hair was short, dark, and looked a bit hard, neat and neat. His waist was very straight, maybe because of his passing.
Due to professional training, my shoulders have never slumped, and I have an indescribable masculine look.
She suddenly remembered another thing, looked at him and asked: "Uncle, have you told my grandpa about my operation?"
Yu Zhongxiao raised his eyes and looked at her quietly for about two seconds. His eyes were a little cute at that moment, with a hint of confusion. Then he heard him say "Not yet, I forgot". After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and prepared it.
Call the Han family.
"Uncle!" Ye Hehuan called him hastily.
Yu Zhongxiao paused in dialing, raised his head, and looked at her questioningly.
"Can you please not tell my family? They don't know that I came to Yunnan," Ye Hehuan looked at him pleadingly. As he spoke, his eyes flickered and he felt guilty: "I actually... came to see my boyfriend. If
Grandpa will definitely be angry if he finds out."
"Does your family know about your love affair?"
Ye Hehuan didn't expect that he would ask this question, so he hesitated and didn't dare to look at him: "Actually, our relationship is relatively good, but we have nothing to do."
"It's nothing. What are you feeling guilty about?"
"...How can I feel guilty?" She muttered with her head buried in her head.
Yu Zhongxiao didn't rush to call anymore. The phone tapped on his leg again and again, and his eyes were watching her awkward little movements of picking her nails: "Is he from Yunnan?"
Ye Hehuan nodded and then added: "We have broken up."
