He Chuan had never known the news of Cheng Jiu's accident. The Cheng family had blocked the news, and he didn't even mention it. It was he who got in touch with Cheng Jiu but couldn't reach him. Then he remembered that Cheng Hui had been looking for him all along and there must be something going on. So he went to the Cheng family in person.
It was only after arriving at the Cheng family that he learned from Lady Cheng that something had happened to Cheng Jiu. And Cheng came back to him because of Cheng Jiu.
At that moment, he felt that he had really gone too far and hurriedly went to look for Cheng Hui, but she closed the door and didn't see him. No matter how hard he knocked on the door, she ignored him.
He Chuan had no choice but to break in. After all, Lady Cheng was there at the moment. He stood at the door and said a few words to Cheng Hui, asking her to open the door. He tried to coaze her with all kinds of tones, but she wouldn't listen.
He Chuan really felt that he had gone too far this time. He couldn't force himself and couldn't stay for too long either. It wasn't suitable, so he left first.
Tang Huaihuai invited him to drink together several times. She was in a bad mood and wanted to confide in someone. After much thought, she didn't know many people, and even fewer could she confide in. There was only one person, He Chuan.
He Chuan refused, saying that he had something to do during this period and wouldn't meet her.
Tang Huaihuai deliberately teased him, "Is it because little sister is too sad and keeps pestering you? What's so good about little sister? You might as well play with me. You can play with me however you want."
She deliberately said some ambiguous words that could easily stir up people's imagination. Unfortunately, he was not easy to seduce who He Chuan was and directly refused, saying, "I have no time and no time. You can play with anyone you like."
He is trying to coax Cheng back.
On the other hand, after learning about Cheng Jiu's situation, he immediately asked for information about Cheng Jiu. The news he got was that he had been found by the rescue team and sent to the hospital, but he was still alive.
Only after knowing that the person was alive did he breathe a heavy sigh of relief.
He didn't dare to think deeply about whether Cheng Hui had been crying while calling him that night, but he had a sudden outburst and didn't answer her call.
How sad and desperate she must be!
He Chuan felt even more confused. How could he act like a three-year-old kid, throwing a tantrum at her and not answering the phone?
...
Mrs. Cheng brought lean meat porridge and egg custard for Cheng Hui to eat in the evening.
Cheng Hui had a very poor appetite. After taking a few bites, he put down the spoon and lay on the bed, looking very weak. He said, "I miss my elder brother." Saying this, my nose stung and tears began to fall again.
Mrs. Cheng hurriedly went over to hold her and gently comforted her, "Your brother is fine. He has been found and is being treated in the hospital. He must be fine. You must think positively. You too. Get well soon. Don't be too sad."
"Really?" Cheng Hui's eyes lit up. "Have you found your elder brother?" Great! Great!
"Silly girl, stop crying. If you keep crying, your throat will get uncomfortable again. By then, when your brother gets better, you'll be hospitalized."
Cheng Hui nodded hurriedly, crying and laughing at the same time. He hurriedly lifted his clothes to wipe away his tears and said, "I won't cry, I won't cry. I'll wait for my brother to come back. I won't go against him anymore."
It's good that you know. Mrs. Cheng was both heartbroken and distressed, but she couldn't show it in front of Cheng Hui.
In the evening, He Chuan came again, bringing a gift of consolation.
Mrs. Cheng chatted with him for a while. He suggested going to visit Cheng Hui. Mrs. Cheng said, "Fine. Please help comfort her. She cries every day and her voice is almost worn out. I'm just afraid her voice will recur. If it gets worse, it won't be good."
...
The door of Cheng Hui's room was not locked. He Chuan walked in silence, carefully opening the door and walking in.
She was resting on the bed with a medicinal patch on her neck. It was an anti-inflammatory patch, which clearly showed that her condition was not optimistic either.
He Chuan's heart tightened sharply, as if being eaten bit by bit by ants. He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched her hair, saying, "Huihui?"
Cheng Hui opened her eyes drowsily and heard someone calling her. The voice was very familiar. It was He Chuan. After recognizing it was He Chuan, she remained silent and paid no attention.
He Chuan said, "Huihui."
He seemed to be fascinated and called her over and over again.
Cheng Hui was tired of hearing this. He pulled the quilt over his head and said gloomily, "I'm still very angry now and don't want to see you."
I knew you were angry, so I came to comfort you.
"No need. Coax your Tang Huaihuai away." Cheng Hui was also so angry that he was stunned. He blurted it out without thinking.
He Chuan was taken aback, somewhat unsure how she had brought up Tang Huaihuai. Even so, he still had the nerve to say, "You need it. It's my fault this time. I shouldn't have stopped answering your call."
Cheng Hui suddenly lifted the quilt and turned around to stare at him, "Then tell me, where were you that night when I called you?"
Her eyes were bright red and so was her nose. It was obvious that she was crying very sadly.
He Chuan smiled and said, "I'm drinking."
"With whom?"
He still smiled: "Huihui..."
It's Tang Huaihuai. Cheng Hui spoke up for him. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed. "Are you trying to ask why I knew? Right?"
He Chuan reached out his hand to hold her wrist, but she dodged it.
She was wearing pajamas, exposing her slender limbs. Her complexion was not good and she looked extremely fragile.
He was speechless. The smile gradually faded away. He said, "It's my fault."
It's not that you're not good, it's me. Brother He Chuan, it's my problem. Actually, I shouldn't have relied on you too much. When my brother had an accident, the first person I thought of was you. I called you four times and even sent you a text message, but you didn't respond to me at all. This has never happened before, never before. Cheng Hui's eyes began to tear again. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. "When I needed you the most, you weren't here. At that time, I should have understood that you also have your own life. I can't always rely on you. It's my fault. I apologize to you."
He Chuan reached out and cupped her face, wiped away her tears and said slowly, "There won't be a next time. I promise."
"No, Brother He Chuan. I said, you have your own life too. I shouldn't be like before, being so naive and constantly pestering you."
So what do you mean? He Chuan realized something was amiss and his face turned cold.
It's not interesting. I just realized that I should be more sensible and not be annoying.
He Chuan read out her intention to stay away from him. No, he definitely didn't want that.
No one dislikes you. Did someone say something to you? Tang Huaihuai? Otherwise, how could she have known that he was with Tang Huaihuai that day?
Cheng Hui shook his head and pried his hand away. "It doesn't matter who it is."
He Chuan swallowed a few times. "Cheng Hui, make things clear. Who's going to gossip with you?"
His tone became stern, and his eyes were like blades, scraping her again and again.
Cheng Hui was naturally afraid that he would be serious. A little scared, she shrank her neck and said, "That's not important."
"Cheng Hui, do you have to go against me?" He Chuan really didn't realize that the atmosphere of their confrontation at this moment had changed. Cheng Hui keenly sensed it. She wasn't angry; she was just disappointed. It couldn't be said that she was disappointed in He Chuan; perhaps she was disappointed in herself.
Cheng Hui didn't dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her head and looked at the bed sheet, saying, "It's not that I'm going against you. I'm just telling the truth. You're bold and responsible. I'm tired too and don't want to talk to you anymore."
She coughed and covered her neck.
I wouldn't dare to make too much noise at this moment. After all, it's at home.
He Chuan remained silent, looking at her in silence.
Cheng Hui's scalp tingled as he was stared at: "You should go now."
...
Cheng Jiu is in the intensive care unit. He won't get better for a while.
When Xin Gan went to the hospital to visit him, she could only look at him through the glass. He lay motionless, very calm. His body was covered with tubes, and he needed an oxygen mask to breathe. There were still injuries on his arms, all treated wounds, but they still looked so bloody.
She felt very heartbroken.