I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 10 Spending time with you (1)
Mr. Wen's illness came without warning.

He went out in the morning to admire the flowers and play chess at an old friend's house, and locked himself in the study when he came back in the afternoon. When Aunt Xin went to the study to ask him to eat in the evening, he found that he had a high fever and was unconscious.

At such an age, this kind of disease is very dangerous. Aunt Xin quickly called 120 to send Mr. Wen to the hospital.

The villa area is a little far from the central hospital, and they couldn't wait for the ambulance to arrive. Aunt Xin and Uncle Zhang carried Mr. Wen down from upstairs and drove over directly.

Wen Ge went with him, and when Aunt Xin called Wen Jing and Wen Shaoyuan with a choked voice, she couldn't help but feel a little wet in her eyes.

When we arrived at the hospital, it was just dark, and the whole city A was lit up with bright lights. The rows of street lights were like a continuous river of lights, until the end of the road.

Such prosperity made Wen Ge feel empty in his heart, like walking on clouds, always unable to step on the ground.

Such a stubborn and bad-tempered person will also fall down one day.At this time, she realized how fragile people are, and everything that Mr. Wen did before seemed to be forgiven and forgiven, at least when Wen Ge saw Mr. Wen lying pale on the hospital bed and being pushed into the emergency room , is the idea.

Wen Ge didn't know what disease Mr. Wen had. Her memories of that night were only the glare and pale lights in the corridor, the smell of disinfectant in her nose, the hurried doctors and nurses, and the anxious family members of the patients.

She suddenly thought of her grandmother, or should not say suddenly, because she often lost her mind and thought of the relative who had accompanied her for a long time, and that indelible time in her life.

Everything here overlaps with that night.

Grandma was pushed into the operating room. Unfortunately, at the end of her life, she was the only one who died for her.

On the day grandma left, she was sitting in the corridor of the hospital like this, the lights were glaring and pale, and she had no vitality.Everyone is in a hurry, they all have their own urgency, haste, and things they can't lose. No one cares who is at stake at this moment, and no one cares what other people are feeling.

Wen Ge understands why Mr. Wen doesn't like Wen Jingran as a surgeon. He probably is the same as her, and doesn't like the feeling of sitting outside the operating room and waiting at all.

This kind of sad memory made her feel cool even in the warm night at the end of May.

Wen Shaoyuan didn't know when he came here, she didn't eat dinner, Wen Ge was dizzy from hunger, and when a can of hot milk was stuffed in her hand, she suddenly recovered and saw him when she looked up.

Wen Shaoyuan sat on the empty seat beside her, holding the same can of milk in his hand, pulled the tab, took a sip, and then turned to look at her: "We are looking for you." His voice was cold, with the tone of long time no see rusty.

Wen Ge held the milk jug tightly, moved her lips, and it took a long time before she said, "I'm sorry."

Wen Shaoyuan didn't speak, just glanced at her, and drank milk by himself.After taking a few sips, he squeezed the can hard, raised his hand and threw it into the trash can not far away.

"Let's go." He stood up and gave her a condescending look, "The old man has been transferred to the general ward. Aunt Xin didn't take care of you just now, and then I found out that you were gone." After speaking, seeing that she still couldn't get up , only opened a pair of dark eyes and looked at him quietly, Wen Shaoyuan realized that something was wrong with her, bent down, and said softly: "What's wrong?"

"I think of my grandma..." As soon as she said it, her voice was a little choked up.

I think of grandma patting her every night to lull her to sleep, thinking of the cakes made by grandma, thinking of how grandma taught her nursery rhymes.

The bits and pieces that had never been cherished before, came in like a tide at this moment, almost submerging her.

Those crazy misses, those unspeakable loneliness, those unspeakable grievances.

In this world, she has no relatives.

Wen Ge lowered her head, and only had time to lower her head. Tears, like pearls with a broken string, hit the back of her hand, making her tremble, and her heart ached with pain.

The grief overflowing in her heart was finally uncontrollable, and she burst into tears: "I'm sorry... I can't help it. I miss my parents, I miss my grandma..."

Wen Ge stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, until her eyes hurt from being pressed, she couldn't stop the tears from falling like crazy.

"I also...don't want something to happen to my great-grandfather...I don't want...to attend...the funeral again."

She could no longer stand parting.

At the end of crying, she was already out of breath, but the grief in her heart was far from disappearing because of this venting.

I have been suppressing it all the time, but I never know that I miss my grandma so much, almost to the point where my breathing becomes tight and my heart hurts when I think about it.

She coughed violently and cried embarrassingly and uglyly.

Outside the emergency room, her cries were clear and piercing.

Wen Shaoyuan sat back, looked at her for a while, sighed helplessly, and hugged her in his arms: "Stop crying."

"Woo..." Wen Ge whimpered, feeling even more aggrieved.

She hugged him recklessly, resting her forehead on his shoulder, crying uncontrollably.

He reached out and patted her on the back to comfort her.

Such a small person, with his body curled up, is fragile and has nothing to rely on. He is holding him in his arms and crying so badly.

After a long time, Wen Shaoyuan looked down and saw that the crying had stopped, but Wen Ge trembling because of crying too much: "Stop crying?"

Wen Ge nodded, his head was still buried in his arms, unwilling to lift it up: "I'm sorry."

"Do you still miss grandma?" he asked.

Wen Ge hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't want to think about it now."

Wen Shaoyuan obviously didn't believe it, he paused for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Tell the truth."

Wen Ge sobbed: "I really want to."

"Wait for Ching Ming Festival, I'll take you back to L City and burn incense for grandma."

After Wen Shaoyuan sent Wen Ge to Aunt Xin, he left in a hurry.

Mr. Wen just woke up for a while and fell asleep again.

Aunt Xin was blaming herself for not keeping an eye on Wen Ge, and when she saw her coming back, she looked like she was crying miserably, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions, and asked her to sit down and eat the dumplings Wen Shaoyuan bought first.

Mr. Wen will be hospitalized for a few days, and Aunt Xin will go home to get things and tidy up the kitchen. Wen Ge will stay in the ward to take care of Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen calmed down now, his face looked much better, his brows were relaxed, he was no longer as strict as before, nor did he have that depressing aura.

Wen Ge pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bed.

This was the first time that she looked at him without any scruples, which she didn't dare to do before.

Tonight, she discovered that he also had weak moments and times when he fell down, and then she realized that he was just an ordinary person who had to experience illness and loneliness.

She looked at him for a long time, and thought that the old man still looks good when he smiles.

Thinking of this, she mustered up the courage to hold Mr. Wen's hand.

It was a pair of old hands, a little rough, but very generous and warm.

She slowly tightened her fingers to hold it, and said to him softly, "Grandpa, you need to get well soon."

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Mr. Wen fell ill this time and stayed in the hospital for more than a week before he was allowed to leave the hospital by the doctor to go home and recuperate.

It happened to be Saturday when I was discharged from the hospital.

The summer in City A comes much later than in City L. Half a month has passed since the beginning of summer, and the air is still cool.

There was a heavy rain last night, and it didn't stop until morning. The air was moist, wet, mixed with cool wind, and the coldness seemed to penetrate into the bones. It didn't feel like summer at all, except that the greenery on both sides was overflowing. Lush and lush vegetation that seems to be dripping out.

Wen Ge followed Aunt Xin to the inpatient department.

During this time, she came to the hospital to replace Aunt Xin as soon as school was over - Wen Shaoyuan hired a nurse for the old man, and Wen Ge came here just to do homework in another place.

I don't know if it was because of a serious illness, or because she was always obediently staying with him in the ward during this period of time. After Mr. Wen opened his eyes again, he became much more sympathetic to Wen Ge—not the usual kind of just showing off. The kindness on the face, but sincerely began to accept her.

As for Wen Shaoyuan, after sending her back to the ward that night, Wen Ge never saw him again, but every two days, there would be fresh bouquets in the vase next to Mrs. The next time I came, she wasn't there.

Walking to the door of the ward, Wen Ge was about to open the door to enter when he suddenly heard voices coming from the ward.

"I should have died a long time ago. I'm already old, and I'm still living to drag you down." Mr. Wen sighed leisurely, probably because he was twisting a rosary in his hand, and there was a soft sound of the beads colliding.

"Life and death have reincarnation. Your father left early, and this fate was taken by me. Otherwise, they would have gone away one by one. Instead, I, an old man... can come back from the gate of hell every time. What about longevity? That's because I took their life..." After speaking, Mr. Wen coughed softly.

Wen Ge was startled, for a moment he didn't know whether to push the door and go in.

Aunt Xin, who was behind her, sighed softly, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm talking nonsense again. Go in, maybe Jing Fan is back."

Wen Ge pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was the person sitting on the bedside of Mr. Wen, with his head bowed, arranging a bouquet of flowers.

Wen Jingfan was wearing a light blue shirt, the cuffs were buttoned up meticulously, he was sitting in a casual posture, leaning on the cabinet with his elbows, and looking over.

His facial features are not similar to Wen Shaoyuan's, only there is a somewhat familiar aura between his brows and eyes, and he looks more distant and indifferent than Wen Shaoyuan.

Seeing Wen Ge, Wen Jingfan seemed to have some doubts, but more of it was nothing to do with himself. His eyes fell on Wen Ge, and he only paused slightly before moving behind her. When he saw Aunt Xin, he put his face away. Alienated and indifferent: "Aunt Xin."

"Jing Fan is here." Aunt Xin walked in with a smile, "Come to take the old man home?"

"Yeah." He stood up.

He is very tall - there seems to be no one in the Wen family who is not tall.

Seeing her in a daze, Mr. Wen sat up and introduced to Wen Jingfan: "This is Wen Jing's daughter—Wen Ge."

Wen Ge just woke up, and hurriedly called: "Uncle Jing Fan."

Wen Jingfan took a careful look at her, smiled gently, and relaxed his brows and eyes. The previous indifference was like melting ice, Wen Ge was stunned, and felt that the dazzling smile was almost seductive.

She decided that when she wrote a letter to Sui Anran next time, she must mention her little uncle who appeared out of nowhere.

After Mr. Wen went home to recuperate, Aunt Xin was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with his nutrition. Every day it was either chicken soup or pig’s trotters, but she was also afraid that Mr. Wen’s food would be too greasy, so she skimmed off the oil every time, and only drank a big bowl, and the rest was naturally cheap heard the song.

After eating like this for a week, the old man's complexion was ruddy and he was in good spirits, and Wen Ge made a full circle.

Standing in front of the mirror, she pinched the extra flesh on her face, and then pinched her own little arm. She didn't know whether it was happiness or worry for a moment—horizontal development during the development period is very dangerous!

Once Wen Ge reduced his intake, there would be too much chicken soup left over.

On this day, Aunt Xin made the chicken soup, looked at the full pot, smelled the rich aroma, frowned, and decided to ask Wen Ge to come and send some to Wen Shaoyuan.

Wen Ge was carrying the thermos, and his legs and feet suddenly became stiff—do you want to send it to my uncle?

After such a long time, standing at the entrance of Shengyuan Hotel again, Wen Ge looked at the familiar revolving door and the familiar security guard, and was still a little dazed——how long has it been since you came here?

The big security guard knew Wen Ge and knew that she was Wen Shaoyuan's niece. He saw her approaching from a distance, and warmly reminded him: "The boss just came up, he should be in the office right now."

Wen Ge thanked him, and walked smoothly to the door of Wen Shaoyuan's office.

The light in the corridor was slightly dim, and the closed red-brown door was like a thick wall, solid and cold.

She knocked on the door, and after hearing "Come in" from inside, she held the doorknob and pushed it lightly.

Huh?The office was empty.

"Uncle?"

After the voice fell, an inconspicuous small door was pushed open. Wen Shaoyuan leaned out to look over while wiping his hair. Seeing that it was her, he was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"

His hair was dripping wet, and his clothes were neat, except for the buttons of his shirt, which were buttoned a little casually, revealing the scenery on his chest.

It's been half a month since I've seen him again, his facial contours seem to be sharper, and the greenness between his brows has long been covered up by elegance, adding to the charm of a mature man.

Wen Ge stared at him for a long time, her throat felt tight and dry, and her chest felt tight.

With him like this, he seemed unattainable, which made her feel a little bit of retreat, not daring to move forward.

She opened her mouth and tried several times but couldn't make herself make a sound.

Wen Shaoyuan paused, glanced at her with a half-smile, and asked, "Don't you know my uncle?"

Wen Ge shook his head, glanced at him, and showed him the thermos in his hand: "Aunt Xin asked me to bring you chicken soup."

"come in."

This is his lounge. The size, layout, and furnishings of the room are the same as those of the presidential suite. The decoration is in a cold and fashionable urban style, black and white, simple and clear.

"Uncle, do you live here?" she asked.

"Yeah." Wen Shaoyuan wiped his hair casually a few times, and threw the towel on the sofa, "Sit for a while, I'll get the bowl."

Wen Ge put the thermos on the table and followed him into the kitchen.

It is said to be a kitchen, but there is no trace of fireworks, or it can be said that this is just a place for kitchen utensils.

He bent down, took out clean bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, and asked her naturally: "How is your study recently?"

"I don't know." She pouted and complained, "Uncle, you still said you wouldn't leave me alone."

"In the last monthly exam, I got 110 and 92 in Chinese, and six points were deducted because of the composition. Mathematics [-], not satisfactory, but much improved than I expected. English... Full score in English. What else? Physical education, Fifteen points deducted three points." After he finished speaking slowly, seeing her stunned look, he added leisurely: "I have been in touch with your head teacher, so I know everything about your situation."

Wen Ge stood there dumbfounded: "Then you still ask me how my studies are going?"

"I don't want to know you from other people's mouths." He took a sip of chicken soup, probably a little hot, he frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look over, his tone was indifferent, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, "What are you doing there? come over."

Wen Ge dawdled and sat over, the strong sense of discomfort just now disappeared because of his few words.

She squinted her eyes flatteringly and smiled at him: "Uncle." Her voice was soft and crisp, with the unique charm of a girl.

Wen Shaoyuan couldn't help but look at her, and he couldn't move his eyes from this look. He frowned again, put down the spoon, and raised his hand to pinch her chin: "Fat?"

After the words fell, before Wen Ge could react, his hand dropped again, clasping her wrist to measure the thickness.

His palm was warm, even a little hot. When he held her wrist, the heat continued to flow, and Wen Ge's body temperature rose unconsciously.

"After raising for so long, I finally gained some weight." There was a bit of a smile in his voice, like the cool breeze on a summer night. Alienated, unattainable?

Wen Ge was still in a daze, and heard him ask again: "It's almost the end of the semester, what kind of grades do you plan to hand in?"

"Ah?" Wen Ge didn't come back to his senses for a moment, and when he stared at her slightly, he quickly corrected his attitude, "Of course it's the result of my hard work."

"What about the summer vacation?"

Summer vacation arrangement?Summer vacation... no plans.

Wen Ge looked at him with a sad face, trying to make him understand that he didn't have much expectation for the summer vacation.

Summer vacation means lots of time at home, but what can you do at home?Compared with staring at the old man at home, going to school is more attractive.

Apparently, Wen Shaoyuan really understood, he thought for a while and said: "Two options, one is to stay in city A in the last summer cram school or interest class, and the other is to send you to Wen Jing."

Wen Ge asked on a whim: "Can you give me a third choice?" Seeing him looking up, she said half seriously and half jokingly: "I want to be with my uncle."

Wen Shaoyuan was startled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave her a lazy but sharp look.

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of the day, and the weather is getting hotter.

(End of this chapter)