Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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In a previous life, there was a high-end nursing home in a small town adjacent to the northern suburbs of Haicheng. Yan Sui would go there for half a day to visit almost every weekend. At first, it was just out of politeness. After he and Xiao Huimin joined forces, he discovered Meng Ting’s existence, which was an opportunity for their subsequent cooperation.
But after solving the Meng family and the Yan family, Xiao Huimin continued to resolve the family’s internal strife, while Yan Sui was free. This kind of leisure was not that he had nothing to do, but a psychological emptiness that could not be filled no matter how busy he was at work.
When he first came, he just came to see people, sat with him for a long time, and then left. But gradually, he began to talk to Meng Ting.
The doctor had long ago confirmed with them that Meng Ting was brain dead. In other words, he had entered a vegetative state and had no sense of the outside world. He could not even hear him speak.
But Yan Sui had a strange feeling. He always felt that the person on the bed could still hear and understand him, but he just didn’t want to wake up or speak.
“Two days ago, Zhen Han came back. By the way, Zhen Han is my cousin. He had gone abroad to find my aunt in the past two years. Things finally became clearer.”
Yan Sui sat on the chair beside the bed. His back was straight, and he looked quite indifferent, but after saying these words, he raised his hand and gently touched Meng Ting’s hair. This was the first time Yan Sui touched Meng Ting’s hair. The strange softness made his tone become a little softer.
“I’m going abroad for a while. The length of time is still uncertain. When I come back, I will come to see you again.”
Yan Sui slowly retracted his hand, holding a faint and slightly regretful smile at the corner of his mouth. He rarely sympathized with anyone, but Meng Ting’s experience was repeatedly revealed, and he still felt quite uncomfortable when he thought about it.
Yan Sui slowly stood up, took two steps, and then looked back, “I promise.”
The person on the bed still had no reaction, with delicate features and peaceful brows, as if he would never wake up.
After saying this, Yan Sui walked away from the high-end ward, got in the car and went directly to the airport.
But it took him a full month, which was longer than Yan Sui originally expected.
Yan Manjia’s disappearance was quite bizarre. Almost as soon as the murder of Yan Yu was exposed, Yan Manjia disappeared. Before that, she had told Zhen Han on the phone that she would return to China to settle down.
She and Xiao Zi broke up completely ten years ago. Because of some things, Yan Manjia occasionally returned to China, but she was still abroad for a long time.
Now according to Zhen Han’s investigation, she had long discovered that Yan Yu and He Yue were still alive, and she had some relationship with them while staying abroad.
Yan Sui and Zhen Han found her in a family of doctors in Central Asia. Yan Manjia had suffered a serious head injury and her memory was fragmented. The deaths of Yan Yu and He Yue greatly stimulated her, and she instinctively resisted thinking about the past.
But when she saw Zhen Han, her motherly instinct seemed to not have disappeared. She remembered Zhen Han, but she still couldn’t remember other things.
Zhen Han continued to accompany Yan Manjia to receive follow-up treatment at the doctor’s house. Yan Sui returned to China first. According to the clues given to him by the doctor Gu Li, perhaps the matter was more complicated than he thought.
After Yan Sui returned to China, he was busy for several days before he came to the nursing home in the town to see Meng Ting. Xiao Zimo had just arrived when he came. When he saw Yan Sui, his eyes became more grateful.
“Brother Yan, thank you.”
Xiao Zimo thanked him sincerely. When Meng Ting was found at the beginning, there were several groups of people visiting the nursing home every day. But as time passed, those who could insist on visiting regularly except him and his only father and brother were Yan Sui.
“By the way, my father intends to transfer Nuo Nuo back to the nursing home in Beicheng, with my… mother, and we will take care of her nearby.”
The Xiao family was in a mess at that time, and Ning Zhou’s condition was even more critical than Meng Ting’s. Everyone there Ning Zhou’s medical condition must be taken care of first, so Yan Sui suggested that Meng Ting come to the sanatorium in Haicheng, where he stayed for more than two years.
“That’s fine,” Yan Sui agreed. He had no right to object at all. He couldn’t say that he had been visiting Meng Ting for two years and had some feelings, so he wouldn’t let him go.
Xiao Zimo stayed for a while, and then he left. Even if he had to transfer to another hospital, the procedures and some necessary handovers had to be completed, which was not that fast.
Yan Sui had been sitting since he arrived in the ward. He was a little more silent than before. Two hours later, he looked at his watch and then spoke, “I’m sorry, I didn’t come back after being away for so long this time. Next time, I might have to go to Beicheng to see you.”
Yan Sui subconsciously raised his hand, and then slowly dropped it to Meng Ting’s hair, perhaps because of the upcoming parting, Yan Sui’s hands did not leave Meng Ting’s hair immediately.
He rubbed it gently and his eyes became gentler, but his tone didn’t change much, “You’ve been sleeping for two years, isn’t it time to wake up?”
The person on the bed still didn’t give Yan Sui any response. So, he sighed softly and pulled his hand away. He slowly lifted it up and was about to take it back. Yan Sui then bowed forward, looking like he was about to stand up and leave.
But at the moment when he made this movement, he stood there frozen, motionless.
The person whose fingertips were still there slowly opened his eyes. They were the cleanest and most beautiful eyes that Yan Sui had ever seen. They were as clear as a haze and sparkling like a spring. The moment he looked over, it was like it already carried his entire world.
Meng Ting opened his eyes to look at Yan Sui. It took all the energy he could have. His eyes then slowly closed again. The machines in the ward started making random noises. Meng Ting opened his eyes to see Yan Sui. He was not in a vegetative state. The characteristic that he now had was that he really “resurrected from the dead” and recovered.
The doctor and nurse arrived soon, and Yan Sui was squeezed out of the room, but his expression was still a little dazed, and his fists were clenched tightly. At this moment, his emotions were very pure, just for Meng Ting’s awakening, he was very happy.
But it was also undeniable that he remembered the shock that those eyes brought to him at that moment.
Yan Sui sat outside the operating room and calmed down for a long time before he remembered to contact the Xiao family. Xiao Zimo was probably still on the plane, so Yan Sui called Xiao Huimin directly.
“Don’t worry, I will stay here.”
Yan Sui hung up the phone, and the lights in the operating room went out. Meng Ting was pushed out. There were not many changes from before entering, except that there were fewer instruments and tubes on his body.
He was still sleeping, but the doctor told Yan Sui that he might wake up at any time.
The commotion in the ward finally ended. Yan Sui sat back on the chair in front of the bed. With a slight smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to rub Meng Ting’s hair. This was equivalent to a reward. Once he was alive, he became familiar twice, this third time, Yan Sui had gradually become more natural.
Almost like last time, when his hand was about to leave, Meng Ting opened his eyes.
This time, Yan Sui was no longer in a daze. His hand fell back on Meng Ting’s hair and began to rub it gently according to the rhythm he had mastered. Meng Ting also moved his eyes and fell on Yan Sui’s body.
Meng Ting’s eyes were so clean and clear that Yan Sui’s tone became softer unconsciously.
“My name is Yan Sui.”
Meng Ting did not respond. He only blinked slightly, and then continued to stare at Yan Sui. His eyes were direct and straightforward, but Yan Sui who was stared at could not feel any disgust. Or an uncomfortable feeling.
Inadvertently, Yan Sui smiled softly again, and then Meng Ting looked more intently.
“Don’t worry, I won’t leave.”
Yan Sui moved his hand from Meng Ting’s hair to his cheek, and with a light touch, Yan Sui took it back.
At this time, the nurse came in with water to wipe Meng Ting’s face and hands. Yan Sui paused slightly, and then he spoke, “Leave it alone, I’ll do it.”
“Okay, Mr. Yan,” The nurse responded and left the ward.
Yan Sui met Meng Ting’s eyes, and his voice was lowered, “Don’t be afraid, they have been taking care of you for more than two years.”
Yan Sui noticed a little resistance in Meng Ting’s eyes, and then he said what he said before walking over. He then stood up and wrung out the towel, and slowly approached Meng Ting. He then gently wiped Meng Ting’s face, then changed the water, and wiped his neck and hands.
“You have been sleeping for two years, so you can’t move now. After a while, you will be able to get out of bed and walk around on your own.”
Yan Sui wiped Meng Ting’s hand carefully, including the fingers and nails. Meng Ting looked at his own hands, and then at Yan Sui. His hands were put on the quilt, and Yan Sui pulled down his sleeves for him. He then stood up and took the water out to the nurse at the door.
He turned around and sat down. As soon as his hand fell on the bed, Meng Ting gently grabbed his little finger.
Meng Ting’s eyes were filled with a little anxiety. Yan Sui looked at his hand held by Meng Ting, then raised his eyes to meet Meng Ting’s gaze. He then raised his other hand and patted Meng Ting’s quilt gently, “It doesn’t matter, you can hold it if you want.”
He could understand that Meng Ting had just woken up and was afraid and uneasy about everything around him. He was the first person he saw when he opened his eyes, and he was interested in him. This dependence was reasonable.
Yan Sui could understand, but at the same time he couldn’t deny that he was quite abnormally happy due to Meng Ting’s reliance on him.
Yan Sui didn’t say any more, and Meng Ting’s eyes remained focused on Yan Sui until he got tired of looking at him and fell asleep again.
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