Met You in the Most Beautiful Years [174] A Cancer Report
After having breakfast at Qin's house, Ye Hehuan followed Han Minjing back home. Aunt Qin specially asked the driver to drive them.
Along the way, neither mother nor daughter had any communication.
Ye Hehuan looked at the passing street scene outside the car window. On the roadside, a young mother was squatting and tying a scarf for her five or six-year-old daughter. The little girl was holding a marshmallow in her hand, smiling brightly, with her mother's
A smile bloomed on his face. Such a warm relationship had never existed in Ye Hehuan's memory.
Ever since Ye Hehuan could remember things clearly, her goal has been to study hard and be an obedient and sensible child to make her mother happy.
Later, her goal was achieved, but Han Minjing still lived unhappy.
Ye Hehuan recalled in his mind what Han Minjing asked him that night, if she divorced Ye Zanwen, would he want to live with her?
I thought I really didn't care about these parents at all, but sometimes, they still affected my emotions because of them.
The car stopped at the gate of Han's house.
When the car left, Han Minjing stepped inside. Ye Hehuan suddenly called out to her: "I have something to tell you."
Han Minjing turned around, not impatient, but asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
Ye Hehuan looked directly at Han Minjing. She didn't know if the sun was too dazzling. She saw two white hairs on Han Minjing's temples. She suddenly felt a little panicked. Her hands in her coat pockets were clenched tightly, and everything she wanted to say was choked.
in the throat.
Seeing that she remained silent, Han Minjing turned around and wanted to leave.
"I...have a boyfriend." Ye Hehuan spoke behind her.
After a pause, Han Minjing looked at her.
Ye Hehuan did not avoid Han Minjing's scrutinizing eyes. Their eyes met and she repeated again: "I'm dating a boyfriend."
Silence spread in the air.
Without waiting for questioning, Ye Hehuan explained to himself: "He is thirty this year and eleven years older than me. We are not just playing around. When I graduate from college, I should get married."
"A thirty-year-old man, if his mind is mature enough, will never come to you."
Ye Hehuan felt irritated, but she tried to control it and kept her voice calm: "I liked him first and chased him."
Han Minjing's eyes flashed slightly, and after hearing these words, her face became even more ugly.
"I don't want to quarrel with you," Ye Hehuan said: "You are so opposed because you are afraid that I will be deceived. I can assure you that he is not that kind of person. Even if there are any problems between us in the future, I will not
It will put the responsibility on others."
Han Minjing looked at Ye Hehuan's calm eyes for a long time before speaking: "How long have you known him?"
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to ask this, but still answered truthfully: "Last year during the Chinese New Year, in February."
"When you just returned to China?"
"Um."
"When did you get together?" Han Minjing asked again.
"This October."
"The lighter I saw in the hospital last time belonged to that man, right?"
Ye Hehuan didn't like Han Minjing's use of 'that man' to describe Yu Zhongxiao. It was too disdainful and did not even have the most basic respect. He also heard that Han Minjing did not accept her 'boyfriend', but she still wanted to fight for herself: "Everything is possible."
There is no absolute, so what if there is a big age difference? Maybe we will have conflicts, but those are not irreconcilable——"
Han Minjing interrupted her: "What does he do?"
Ye Hehuan didn't dare to tell the truth. Thinking of Ma Ningning's last statement that military officers were similar to civil servants, he said: "Working in AA government department, deputy director level."
Han Minjing's eyes turned cold: "Don't you think it's strange that a man of this age and working like this is not married yet -"
"He's divorced." Ye Hehuan said calmly.
"..."
The expression on Han Minjing's face turned into disbelief. She seemed unable to digest the news. However, she soon came back to her senses and her voice became colder: "A divorced man? What are you thinking about? What are you looking for?"
What's wrong, find a married man?"
This reaction was no different from what was expected, but Ye Hehuan still held on to a glimmer of hope.
But now, before she explained too much, she had already received strong opposition from Han Minjing.
"I won't agree to that."
Ye Hehuan could no longer maintain his calm appearance: "Does a divorce mean that a person is not a good person? Why should one use a title to deny a person? Can't we have a new beginning after a divorce? Because of divorce,
Do I have to suffer the glares from you people?"
"As long as he doesn't bother my daughter with [horse fleas], I don't have any opinion about him as a person."
It happens every time...
She knew this would happen...
Ye Hehuan's chest was rising and falling violently, his eyes were slightly red, but he still looked at Han Minjing stubbornly, refusing to give in.
"I'm just telling you, it doesn't matter to me whether you agree or not."
After leaving these words, Ye Hehuan wanted to enter the house.
Han Minjing faced her back and raised her voice slightly: "You don't care what I think, but what about your grandfather and grandpa? Do you think they will agree to marry you to a thirty-year-old divorced man?"
Ye Hehuan turned around suddenly: "They are not you, and they will not deny my feelings casually!"
"Really?" Han Minjing pointed to the room behind Ye Hehuan, "Then you go in now and ask your grandpa and tell him again what you just said to me. Is it me who ignores your feelings or is it yours?
Acting wantonly without regard for the feelings of other people in the family?"
After saying that, Han Minjing walked past the stiff-looking Ye Hehuan and entered the house first.
——
Sister-in-law Tang had just finished cleaning the second floor and happened to see the pale Han Minjing at the entrance, so she immediately went over to ask.
"It's nothing, I just didn't get a good rest last night."
Han Minjing smiled at Mrs. Tang and said she was fine, then carried her bag and went upstairs.
Back in the bedroom, Han Minjing stood leaning against the door, clutching her chest for a while. After her breath subsided, she walked to the dressing table and sat down.
She put the bag aside casually.
Han Minjing raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. Looking carefully, even with makeup on, the crow's feet were still very obvious.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she knew very well that she was really old.
No one knew that on the night when she called Ye Hehuan to tell Ye Hehuan that she was divorcing Ye Zanwen, during the day she went to the hospital to get the CT scan report, but the result was not good, and she was finally diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer.
When Han Minjing heard the words "malignant tumor", she was just in a daze for a moment.
She is very calm.
She left the specialist's clinic calmly and walked out of the hospital calmly. Until she walked into the door of Ye's house, she had no desire to talk.
If she hadn't gone to the hospital for a checkup on a whim, she might not have known she had cancer until her death.
Looking at the persimmon tree in the yard, I felt like I was in another world.
The doctor hopes that she will be hospitalized immediately for relevant treatment or even surgery. If the cancer cells are not removed, the cancer cells will spread even more, and there may be no way to save her by then.
After coming out of the outpatient clinic, Han Minjing sat in the waiting room for a long time. There were many patients waiting with registration slips next to her. Some of them had sallow complexions, and some needed help to walk. She seemed to be the healthiest among the group. Who was it?
He also guessed that she had a tumor in her body.
When going to the parking lot and passing by the inpatient department, Han Minjing saw several women wearing hats, who looked haggard and as thin as a living skeleton.
The process of treating breast cancer, after surgery, consists of chemotherapy and medication.
When the time comes, she will also become one of them.
At least they have a husband by their side, but where is her husband? Will she cry with joy when she hears the news that she has cancer?
She and Ye Zanwen didn't have many happy days, the rest were all torture and quarrels...
Han Minjing thought of Yin Lian she saw in the group's office building that day.
Time seems to be particularly kind to this woman. There is no change from when she discovered her affair with Ye Zanwen nineteen years ago, and her skin is still smooth and delicate.
She couldn't imagine how she would look like neither a boy nor a girl after having her breasts removed. During the chemotherapy process, she would see fistfuls of hair falling off the pillow every morning, and she didn't want to face her hideous look in the mirror one day.
The face screamed with fear.
Therefore, she rejected the hospital's suggestion.
Since you may die even if you undergo treatment, why not make yourself more beautiful when you leave this world?
Walking into the house and standing at the door of the living room, what Han Minjing thought of was not the quarrels she had had with Ye Zanwen here again and again, but the young Ye Hehuan sitting between the sofa and the tea table, writing there with a pencil, and occasionally taking
He picked up the eraser to erase the typos, then puffed up his cheeks and blew away the eraser scraps.
Maybe only when people face death will they clearly understand what is most important.
——
Ye Hehuan stayed in the yard for a long time, until her hands and feet were cold, she walked into the house exhausted both physically and mentally.
Back in the room, she lay on the desk looking at the red pomegranate bracelet, lost in thought.
