Chapter 86 - 86 085 Xie Shang Dotes on Someone (Second Update)

Chapter 86: 085: Xie Shang Dotes on Someone (Second Update) Chapter 86: 085: Xie Shang Dotes on Someone (Second Update) Yan Cong swallowed the pill, “Changling.” His eyes turned red, and he was very upset, “The medicine is so bitter.”

Wen Changling opened her palm as if by magic, “I’ve prepared some candy for you.”

She tore the candy wrapper and placed the candy in his hand.

Strawberry-flavored, very sweet.

“Yan Cong, let’s stay at the hospital.”

Pancreatic cancer in its late stages can be very painful.

Yan Cong was out of strength and leaned against Wen Changling, clutching the blanket with fingertips turning white: “I don’t want to stay in the hospital, it’s a waste of time.”

He didn’t want to die in a hospital. He didn’t want to let Wen Changling see his ugly state; he wanted to die where she couldn’t see him.

Wen Changling took a tissue and wiped his sweat, “Please, stay at the hospital, okay?”

She was terrified at the thought of Yan Cong collapsing alone outside, with no one to help him, no one to save him.

She couldn’t bear to imagine that scene.

“Is it okay to stay at the hospital?” she coaxed in a soft voice, “Hmm?”

The young man was stubborn and refused to relent.

“Yan Cong.”

Wen Changling tugged at his clothes.

Yan Cong loved being coaxed by Wen Changling. The candy his mother never gave him, Wen Changling had given.

He buried his head and rubbed his forehead against her clothes like a lonely and weak little animal: “Okay.”

Staying at the hospital wasn’t so bad; he could see Wen Changling every day.

Wen Changling left only after Yan Cong had fallen asleep. The Yan Family’s driver took her back to Lotus Pond Street. It was late, and no one was on the street, just solitary lights and shadows.

She walked with her head down, wandering, like a soulless ghost.

“Changling.”

She looked up in a daze.

Xie Shang stood at the front entrance, walking towards her; he must have been waiting for her on purpose: “I just called the hospital, they said you were on leave.”

Wen Changling’s phone was unreachable; she hadn’t answered.

Xie Shang noticed her absent-mindedness: “Did something happen?”

“Nothing.”

She was dismissive.

Xie Shang persisted patiently, “Tell me.”

looked at him, her gaze cold: “Don’t

She was all thorns.

“Fine, I won’t ask.”

Xie Shang held her.

Wen needed a lot of

her waist, the other around her shoulder. Due to the difference in their body sizes, he could completely shield her in his embrace—an

can

didn’t; she clung to him

aback, then lowered his

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them; she accepted all. She rented a locked shed, parked the cars inside, covered them with dust covers, and

new car and take him to see the tea plantations in

with the cars, Wen Changling returned home to find Xie Shang

didn’t want to talk about

Na, about Yan Cong,

take the initiative: “About last night, I hope you won’t ask too much.” Her tone was very firm, indicating that whether she was

It was indeed strange.

didn’t say

“Do you think I have

bed in the yard, looking as comfortable as

Wen was full of reasons, “If a man can change before and after

“…”

That logic was irrefutable.

up and approached Wen Changling: “Miss Wen, I

“…Yes.”

Xie Shang smiled.

had recently become

had difficulty moving around, a lot of folks from the neighborhood had come to help—everyone from Lotus Pond Street who had nothing else to do showed up. Regardless of who gossiped about whom on normal days, when it came to helping out, they were

Tao couldn’t make it because she had to tend to

the grain and oil shop brought his truck, filled with a group of neighbors. Auntie Wang and Sister Chu, who didn’t get along and often badmouthed each other, thus creating a tense atmosphere. Xie Shang drove his own car, taking Wen Changling, Granny Zhu, and the future cartoonist

around for many years, and the bayberry trees were all quite old, lush and rich with

handed out bamboo baskets she had woven herself to everyone, telling them to take their time picking and to

was as excited as a horse freed from its reins once she

the red

each one plump and juicy. The fragrance of the bayberries mixed with the mountain breeze was refreshing

who came, only Wen Changling didn’t wear a hat and was dressed in

Shang glanced

looked bewildered, “Is there something

you put

“No.”

Changling rarely ever wore makeup. Once, a colleague of hers who wore makeup to work was complained about by a patient’s relative, accusing her

the girls in the department seldom wore

said to her,

didn’t seem concerned, “I

“…”

the orchard were resting; the area was a bayberry grove,

Shang went over and politely

borrow it.” Yang Xining had just been refused when

casually responded, “Hmm,

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