TMISIU- chapter 60

The next day, Wei Ying woke up and learned about Yu Ziyuan’s jump from a building through Lan Zhan.

Yu Ziyuan jumped off the tall building of the inpatient department in the early morning.

She should have taken a lot of effort to pull out the tube and needle from her body.

Wei Zhuliu slept very hard on the guardian bed beside her and didn’t notice it.

Although the ground had been covered with a layer of snow, there was no chance of surviving from jumping from that height.

Hospitals were unable to avoid the death of patients who jump off buildings every year.

After all, not everyone could bear the pain and suffering, so some people choose to be relieved once and for all.

Wei Ying knew that Yu Ziyuan chose to die, not because of torture.

She didn’t come to Gusu to treat the illness, but just wanted to meet her child before she died.

But Jiang Cheng never went to see Yu Ziyuan from beginning to end.

Yu Ziyuan gave Jiang Cheng the birth and changed the fate of others, and now she gave Jiang Cheng the only thing she had, her death.

Lan Zhan lowered his head to look at the look on Wei Ying’s face.

Wei Ying was surprised at the first moment he learned about it, but his expression remained calm afterwards, as if it were not unexpected and there was no sadness.

He didn’t say anything but walked to the wool carpet by the window and sat down, quietly watching the heavy snow outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Seventeen years ago, two children born on a snowy night were replaced by others.

Since then, life had gone wrong and fate had been reversed.

Seventeen years later, everything gradually returned to the right track, and the person who changed the fates ended her life in the same heavy snow.

It seemed that others would often sigh with a sentence of karma, but the seventeen years of destiny reversal between the wrong love, regret, pain, resentment…it wasn’t a matter of karma.

And the living people have to patch up the cracks after the farce of fate ends.

Wei Ying seemed to have thought a lot, but also seemed to have thought nothing.

Most of the memories of the past seventeen years include Yu Ziyuan.

After all, she was the person whom he called mother for fifteen years, but at the end of the day, it seemed that there wasn’t much to recall, those once longed for, and later loathed, all seemed to dissipate in the snow that flew in front of him.

The last picture in his mind was neither Yu Ziyuan nor himself.

Lan Zhan walked to Wei Ying and sat down. He held his hand and found that it was cold.

After a long time, Wei Ying turned to look at him and said softly:

“My sister doesn’t have a mother anymore.”

Lan Zhan raised his hand and wiped the corner of Wei Ying’s eyes with his thumb, hugged him into his arms and warmed the hand of the person in his arms with his own palm as he said to him, “She still has these two brothers.”

Wei Ying did not participate in Yu Ziyuan’s funeral.

After the cremation in Gusu City, Wei Zhuliu took away a box of ashes, and later Wei Ying heard that Wei Zhuliu found Jiang Cheng somewhere.

The father and son had a serious conflict.

Jiang Cheng was probably beaten by Wei Zhuliu, he followed Wei Zhuliu back to Lotus Pillar Bay.

Baoshan Sanren and Hong Shu only sighed a sentence of sin after they knew about Yu Ziyuan.

At first, the two old men hated and wanted to sue Yu Ziyuan, but when they learned of Yu Ziyuan’s illness, they gave up temporarily.

Now that person was dead and gone, there was no place to pursue more hate.

Wei Ying asked the teacher of Yanping County Junior High School to help and called Wei Yanli.

The little girl cried out of breath on the other end of the phone.

Accepting that her mother’s suicide overnight, and even her brother was not her own biological brother, it was too cruel for a girl of this age.

“Brother, are you not coming back anymore?”

Wei Yanli asked helplessly while crying, she paused before saying, “I saw that person. He hates me and I hate him. I don’t want to recognize him as my brother.”

Wei Ying couldn’t imagine how Jiang Cheng would get along with Wei Yanli.

He said to Wei Yanli, “I won’t be back, but I’m still your brother and you’re my sister.”

Wei Yanli cried for a long time.

Wei Ying calmed Wei Yanli for a long time, clarified to her about the transfer from next semester, and told her to take medicine several times before hanging up the phone.

After dealing with these matters, Wei Ying went to Cangse Sanren’s tomb once with Lan Zhan.

He tied the string of peace knots that Cangse Sanren wove for him seventeen years ago on his wrist, along with the string of turquoise that Lan Zhan gave him.

These were the two most important people in his life and blessings to him.

On the way down the hill after sweeping the tomb, Wei Ying put his head in front of Lan Zhan and stared into Lan Zhan’s eyes:

“Did you just quietly say something to my mother?”

When he was cleaning the residual snow next to the tombstone, he saw Lan Zhan look at Cangse Sanren’s tombstone seriously and solemnly for a long time.

Lan Zhan raised his hand from his white down jacket’s pocket and put a white hat on Wei Ying, saying:

“You told her so much about me, of course I have to say it too.”

Wei Ying’s whole head was put in his hat. He was stunned.

Remembering that he said a bunch of words as if he had brought his boyfriend to the door, he was a bit embarrassed, so he grabbed Lan Zhan’s arm and asked:

“What did you say? Did not say anything bad about me, right?”

Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying’s face surrounded by a circle of white fluff, and raised his eyebrows:

“What bad thing can I say about you?”

Wei Ying felt that the white fluff made his face itchy, so threw the hat to the back, and nodded in agreement: “Yes, I don’t know what shortcomings I have.”

After he finished speaking, he saw Lan Zhan smile at the corner of his mouth.

Realizing that Lan Zhan was changing the subject, he hurriedly pulled it back and asked, “So what did you say?”

Lan Zhan put the hat on again, and said, “I didn’t say anything, just thank your mother for giving birth to you.”

“Oh, thanking that.” Wei Ying followed Lan Zhan and continued down the mountain.

As soon as the wind blew the circle of white hairs on his face, he realized that the hat was on his head again.

“Do you like this hat so much?”

“It looks cute.”

“Oh.” Wei Ying was embarrassed again, and jumped forward a few steps, but didn’t take off his hat.

Lan Zhan casted a glance back.

The cemetery was silent amidst the remnants of green mountains and snow.

Cangse Sanren’s tomb could no longer be seen clearly, but it still seemed to be watching them tenderly.

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The end of this semester came quickly. Sitting in the examination room of Gusu High School again, Wei Ying felt that he was more stable than the last midterm exam, his heart was steady and his hands were steady.

On the day after the exam, Jiang Fengmian took him back to his grandfather’s house.

Grandma made a special table of dishes.

The family gathered to celebrate the end of his exam and usher in the winter vacation.

The results came out on the third day after the exam.

Wei Ying progressed from 42 to 21 in the mid-term exam.

Except for Lan Zhan, the unbeatable first place, this result had greatly stimulated a class of students.

After all, a student who had only transferred from Yanping County for half a year had almost rushed into the top 20.

Given a little more time, wouldn’t he be shoulder-to-shoulder with Lan Zhan?

Wei Ying was quite satisfied with this result, but before he had time to celebrate with Lan Zhan, he was taken back to his grandparent’s house by Jiang Fengmian.

His grandmother made a bigger table of dishes to celebrate his big progress in the final exams, and the three adults also gave him gifts for the final exams.

Wei Ying was not very polite, he accepted them all and stayed at his grandparents’ house all night.

He understood that his relatives were trying to build a home for him.

Perhaps, the affection was in such a meal, a vegetable, a dish, accumulating sand into a tower.

Wei Ying returned to his home with Lan Zhan with a bunch of gifts the next day.

Regarding his living with Lan Zhan, the two elderly people didn’t say anything.

It might be that Jiang Fengmian had already told them in advance, but he didn’t know how he said it.

When he came home, Lan Zhan had also just returned from seeing Gu Yihan at the sanatorium.

“Is Auntie Gu feeling better?” Wei Ying sat on the carpet with his legs crossed, holding a gift box, and asked Lan Zhan who was sitting on the sofa.

Lan Zhan handed the scissors on the coffee table to Wei Ying and said, “Better, she can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.”

Wei Ying sighed with relief as he took the scissors to cut the ribbon on the gift box, and he suddenly heard Lan Zhan say, “My mother wants to see you tomorrow.”

“Sure, I’m going to visit your mother too.” Wei Ying put down the scissors and looked at Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan looked calm, but he saw the hesitation in Lan Zhan’s eyes.

Wei Ying moved closer to Lan Zhan, rested his chin on Lan Zhan’s knee. Tilting his head, he asked: “Are you worried about something?”

Lan Zhan looked down into Wei Ying’s eyes, stroked the lashes at the end of his eyes with his thumbs, and whispered, “Nothing.”

Wei Ying felt itchy at the end of his eyes, and blinked quickly.

The tail of his eyelashes swept across Lan Zhan’s fingertips, and the finger quickly moved away.

In fact, he knew what Lan Zhan was worried about. He not only wanted to go see Gu Yihan, but also to confirm one of his suspicions, and to say something to Gu Yihan.

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The next day, Wei Ying bought some gifts for visiting, and followed Lan Zhan into the villa where Gu Yihan lived, the same place where Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng once lived.

The interior decoration of the villa was full of artistic atmosphere, but it also looked very deserted.

The first thing Wei Ying saw was an oil painting hanging on the wall of the living room.

In the painting was a young girl wearing a white dress, sitting in a field of purple flowers, her smiling eyes were innocent and affectionate.

Wei Ying recognized that it was her mother Cangse Sanren’s self-portrait.

The nurse who took care of Gu Yihan came down and said to Wei Ying, “Madam has just woken up, please go up.”

Lan Zhan said to Wei Ying, “I’ll wait for you in the living room.” He knew that Gu Yihan wanted to speak with Wei Ying alone.

Wei Ying nodded and was just about to turn around to go when Lan Zhan held his wrist and told him, “If she is not in good condition, you can call me up.”

Wei Ying agreed and followed the nurse to the second floor.

On the way, he found that not only the painting in the living room, but there were also many traces of Cangse Sanren in the entire villa; photos, oil paintings, and other relics of Cangse Sanren’s life.

When the door opened, Wei Ying smelled a faint smell of medicine before he even walked in.

The heavy blackout curtains were not opened, and only a floor lamp was lit in the corner of the room.

In the dim light, Wei Ying saw Gu Yihan leaning against the bed and almost didn’t recognize that this was the elegant female pianist.

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