She curled up on the couch and listened to the commotion outside.
The sound of a car came and almost immediately she jumped up from the couch in a single bound, already going to the door and pulling it open.
In her pajamas and slippers, she ran for the door.
He got out of the backseat and saw her from a distance through the moonlight.
Heart warmed, suddenly feeling very petty about all those losses in the morning and the anger I’d felt all day.
“Sir, then I’ll go back first.” Yan Nan looked at Zi Ge who ran out with a glance, smiled, got into the car and drove away.
“Why are you running out in your pajamas?” Lan Yu Feng was the first to speak.
He was wearing a trench coat and standing under the moonlight, his whole person became more and more handsome and charming.
Heart trembling, Zi Ge stepped forward and gently leaned into his arms. Warmth leaned over, he wrapped her in his windbreaker, and his lips covered her ear and whispered, “You said you needed time to accept it slowly, is time enough now?”
Leaning against his shoulder, Zige gently shook her head. His voice was deep, “It’s still hard …”
Her hand, gently pressed against her chest, “It’s always depressing here like it’s plugged with cotton.”
Lan Yu Feng pressed his large palm onto her chest. Without the slightest hint of lust, he gently massaged and soothed her.
Again, as if to punish her, he lowered his head and bit heavily on her neck.
“I thought you were leaving me behind …,” he said. The tone, still dark.
Zi Ge’s heart tightened and she clasped his hand tightly. “I’m sorry … I just don’t want to leave Hengjun behind, I don’t want him to suffer so much alone … If we go and get married now, I’ll always feel uneasy in my heart.”
Lan Yu Feng was bathing in the bathroom and could hear the ‘clattering’ of water ringing in his ears. Zi Ge was alone on the large bed lost in thought. What echoed back and forth in her mind were those words of Ke Hengjun.
He, it seems, is more pessimistic than he thought.
“Dazed again?” Coming out of the bathroom, Lan Yu Feng sat down on the bed in his bathrobe.
Only then did Zi Ge come back to her senses, forced a smile, and opened her arms to embrace him fondly. With a long arm, he carried her to sit on his lap.
“I’m sorry for being cold the last two days.” She apologized softly.
At this moment, all the petty thoughts in Lan Yu Feng’s heart became dissipated, and he even felt that he was too petty. Holding her, his large palm slowly rubbed on her waist, “You have to promise me one thing.”
“Okay.” She nodded without hesitation.
“No leaving me!” He ruffled the hair on both her cheeks and looked earnestly into her eyes, “Even if I listen to you, in order to take care of his feelings, we’ll put the marriage on hold for now. But, you have to be clear, I’m the one you can rely on and share with you!”
Zige’s nose soured and she buried her face between his neck, “I didn’t mean to. It’s just that this matter hit me too hard, and I’m completely disorganized.”
“I never thought that Heng Jun would be dragged into this by me. I’m at a loss for words, I don’t know how to face it, and I don’t know what to do to him …,” she said sullenly, talking about her mental feelings.
Lan Yu Feng hugged her tightly and patted her back in relief.
“I blame myself so much, and I feel so guilty … my whole heart is stuffed with this, and even my dreams last night were all about it.”
“Take things like this slowly, he needs mental acceptance, and so do you.” Lan Yu Feng’s slow voice of relief, carrying her on the bed to lie flat.
Laying in after herself, her soft body immediately leaned towards him, “I still can’t go to work tomorrow, I’m very uneasy, I always think he’s weird …”
“Where’s the weirdness?”
Ziggy shook her head, “He’s always saying things like there’s no tomorrow soon, and it makes me feel panicky.”
Ziggy blinked and sat up from the bed in a flash, “Geez! He’s not going to try anything stupid, is he?”
“No way! I still have to rush over there to check, I’m not comfortable!” As soon as she lifted the covers, she jumped out of bed. That hurried look reminded Lan Yu Feng of that state of hers in the morning again.
“Zige!” Lan Yu Feng called her.
“I’m sorry, you rest alone, I’ll go over there. I’m so scared …” she said literally getting her clothes and changing into them.
Lan Yu Feng’s eyes darkened as he scooped up her entire body and flung her onto the bed. His eyes sank as he looked at her, “Zige, I think we really need to have a good talk.”
“But I want to see him now …” The implication is that we’ll talk about it some other time?
“No way! You must listen to me now!” Lan Yu Feng didn’t give her any room to struggle this time, pushing her hands up and holding them above her head in one fell swoop. “I can understand how you’re feeling nervous and worried right now, but you have to remember that I’m your man! Haven’t you thought about letting me drive you there at this point? Let me face the sadness and guilt with you right now?”
“What do you mean, I’m alone to get a good night’s rest? Do you think I can sleep if I let you out alone this late?”
A series of questions froze Ziggy there.
“I just didn’t want to bother you, you have a lot of work tomorrow.” She explained apologetically.
“What work, it’s not as important as what’s going on right now.” He lowered his eyes to look at her, “Let’s both adjust to each other, I don’t want any gaps to grow between us while his problems are unresolved. Besides, it’s a terrible thing to have a bad situation like this all but forgotten by you.”
After he finished speaking, he got up. Zige was still lying on the bed, her eyes floating.
“Get up, I’ll walk you there.” Lan Yu Feng had already opened his closet to get his shirt.
Ziggy blinked slightly, her eyes burning. Suddenly getting up from the bed, she hugged him firmly from behind.
Frozen slightly, he turned back to look at her. Her face was pressed against his back, “I’m not going. Tonight, I’ll stay with you to get some rest, and then I’ll go over there tomorrow …”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m the one who’s too nervous, I might even wake him up if I go over there now.” Ziggy let go and went around to him, leaning against his chest, “I’m going to stay with him during the day, so don’t blame me for neglecting you. Okay?”
Lan Yu Feng embraced her tightly, “I just, don’t want to lose you.”
Can’t blame her.
Simply because he is too insecure, Ke Hengjun’s giving makes him too pressurized and makes him feel terrified. Therefore, a little bit of her coldness and neglect is too much for him to bear.
“It won’t! I promise!” She immediately and sharply assured, “When this time passes, our lives will all be back on track.”
Lan Yu Feng nodded.
Better, as she said.
Of course, it would be the best thing if Ko Hang-jun really wasn’t infected!
The next day, early morning.
Zige woke up early because she had to go make breakfast for Ke Hengjun. Looking at the still sleeping man beside her, she obediently gave him a good morning kiss and tiptoed around with the intention of climbing out of bed.
Before she could get up, she was swept up in his long arms and hooked into his arms.
“Wake you up again?” Ziggy looked at him apologetically.
He didn’t answer and went straight to offering a long, wet kiss. The kiss made the two people’s breath catch in their throat, and their bodies were hot.
Ziggy panted and wrapped her arms around his neck, “I’m going to his place, you shouldn’t have a problem with that, right?”
“That’s not what I cared about in the first place.” Lan Yu Feng bit her lip.
All he wanted, really, was just a reassuring glance.
Ziggy smiled up, “Then you’ll eat with Little Bean in the morning.”
“Uh-huh.” He nodded …
She breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to tilt her head to send her own kiss. The cell phone rang, but at this moment abruptly rang.
It’s hers.
She rolled over almost immediately to touch her cell phone.
The strange exotic number on it made her slightly surprised. Lan Yu Feng probed over and glanced at it, “Japan.”
“A Japanese number?” Ziggy was busy pressing it to her ear, “Hello. Which number?”
“Ms. Meng?” Over there, came the not-so-fluent Chinese.
Zige instantly heard the other person’s voice and gave a sideways glance at Lan Yu Feng before saying, “Mr. Yamamoto?”
Lan Yu Feng warily balled up his eyebrows.
“I know there was a lot of misunderstanding between us before, but this time, I have something to ask you.” Yamamoto’s tone, became polite.
“You say.” Ziggy thought that maybe Yamamoto knew about Hengjun’s condition, too!
“My son … will not live much longer.” Yamamoto’s tone was heavy.
Ziggy’s jaw dropped in shock. “What does that … mean?”
“He has stomach cancer, terminal. The term is no longer long …” tone, more and more sorrowful.
“…” Ziggy’s entire body had frozen, and her hands were shaking as she held the phone.
Stomach cancer?
Late?
So …
The reason he said those desperate things was not because of Ai. AIDS, but because of stomach cancer?
So …
He’s the one who said Ai. The outcome of the Zip doesn’t matter to him at all!
So …
That’s why he left a will?
So …
He would vomit before!
There will be blood in the restroom!
All because he has stomach cancer?
She was too careless! So many marks, she should have thought of that! Should have thought of it …
“There’s not much I can do as a father, I just want you to be by his side during this time. You know best the affection he has for you. For the last part of the road, I hope he can walk happily.”
Zige was already in tears and so weak that she couldn’t say a word.
She doesn’t believe it …
I really can’t believe how that sunny and beautiful young man in the limelight could suffer from such a terrible disease. How could death take away his clean and clear soul?
Lan Yu Feng sat on the sidelines, his brows knit tighter. What in the world had gone wrong?
“Ms. Meng, I hope you can be my son’s girlfriend for three months! In his entire life, the only thing he loves is you, and you definitely won’t be aggrieved by being his girlfriend.” With this request, Yamamoto spoke a bit forcefully.
It’s all that should be done, all that can be done now, in order to make my son happy.
This woman, she’s all the son has.
“No … I promise you that I will take good care of him. Even if you don’t talk to me, I’ll take good care of him. But …” she choked out, her eyes fixed on the man beside her full of eyes. The hand reached over and tucked into his hand.
“I have men I love very, very much and can’t live up to in this life. I’m sorry I can’t coax Hengjun, and I don’t want to lie to him … and, well, he mustn’t want me to.”
“He has not long to live! What’s wrong with letting him leave this world with a beautiful lie?”
Not long to live …
These four words made Zige’s tears flow more and more. Holding her chest that was hurting so much, she leaned on Lan Yu Feng’s shoulder, “I’m sorry, Mr. Yamamoto … I can’t promise you …”
Hanging up the phone, not waiting for Lan Yu Feng to ask anything, she hugged him tightly and buried herself in his shoulder, crying her heart out.
“What happened to …?” He asked softly.
Large, soothing palms patted her twitching back.
“It’s so unfair … God is unfair to Hengjun … He’s so good, why does he have to be the one to bear all this?” She cried harder.
“…” Lan Yu Feng stopped answering.
Just waiting for her to continue.