The loneliness of Midnight slowly opened its curtain. Shen Qingyou opened her eyes, focusing intently on the sound of every car passing by downstairs, Yuan Mufang... Yuan Mufang... Deep inside, she repeatedly called out his name. She hated the nights spent alone, the cold nights; she longed for his warmth. For ten years, three thousand six hundred fifty days and nights, she had long regarded him as an inseparable part of her life.
Although there was disappointment and anger, it could not outweigh the feelings built over the years. She loved him deeply; even if he could not share in her hardships, she was willing to enjoy sweet moments with him. Wasn't it just two hundred thousand? She could take out a loan; she could borrow from friends. What did it matter?
Pulling at the blanket, she inhaled the scent that belonged solely to Yuan Mufang. Time felt longer than a century. With a "click," upon hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Shen Qingyou hurriedly slipped on her slippers and ran out. "Yuan Mufang! Yuan Mufang..."
Yuan Mufang, reeking of alcohol, heavily collapsed onto the sofa, his breath mixed with smoke and liquor making Shen Qingyou feel nauseous. Was this disheveled man still her husband?
"Serene! Serene! I love you! I love you..." The already intoxicated Yuan Mufang repeatedly slurred these words. He seemed oblivious while she was fully aware. The tears she had managed to suppress began to gather in her eyes again. She loved him; he loved her. As long as they stopped talking about money, they would be happy together, wouldn't they?
Thinking this, Shen Qingyou ran to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and gently wiped Yuan Mufang's face. Cradling his head in her arms, she softly stroked him and whispered, "Yuan Mufang, I love you too!"
Once love has been cracked open, can it ever return to how it once was?
The sun still rose from the east, illuminating the entire city. Shen Qingyou rubbed her sleepy eyes; when had she fallen asleep in bed? She remembered that Yuan Mufang had drunk too much last night. She couldn't move him, so she stayed by his side on the sofa and eventually dozed off. "Yuan Mufang! Yuan Mufang..." She called out twice but received no response. Was Yuan Mufang still angry? Putting on her slippers, she noticed his shoes and briefcase at the door and let out a long sigh of relief. Thankfully, he was still here.
Just as she was about to turn around, the door opened. Yuan Mufang's familiar face appeared in Shen Qingyou's line of sight; he held a bun in one hand and soy milk in the other, smiling warmly. "You're awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Everything returned to its familiar state as if last night's experiences were merely a nightmare that had vanished with the light of day. Had everything returned to normal?
"What are you dazing for? Hurry up and wash up! Otherwise, breakfast will get cold. I've taken annual leave from work; later we can go pick up Mom and Dad and then head to the hospital. How does that sound?"
While pouring soy milk, Yuan Mufang shared today's plans with a warm current flowing through Shen Qingyou's heart. "Yuan Mufang, thank you!"
"Fool, why thank me? We are family!"
Yuan Mufang, as usual, affectionately rubbed her nose and then dove into the kitchen. In front of the mirror, Shen Qingyou repeatedly asked herself if last night was just a dream.
Shen Qingyou had little appetite due to her worries about her father; she only took a couple of hurried bites. Yuan Mufang seemed distracted, his gaze avoiding Shen Qingyou's eyes. She thought he was still worried about their financial discussions and forced a bitter smile. As long as they didn't talk about money, everything would be fine... On the way to her parents' house, the two remained silent. When did silence become the only way they could interact? However, upon reaching the door, Shen Qingyou instinctively linked her arm with Yuan Mufang's. The doctor said her father needed to maintain a cheerful mood; she couldn't let her parents sense anything unusual between her and Yuan Mufang.
Her mother had already packed everything needed for the hospital stay. Since there were a series of tests to be done, the four of them hurried to the hospital without delay.
"Serene, this is for you!"
Sitting in the back seat, Mother Shen handed a bankbook to Shen Qingyou. Through the rearview mirror, Shen Qingyou noticed her mother's hair had turned noticeably grayer overnight. Her hands trembled as she held the bankbook. "Mom and Dad, don't worry. Serene and I will figure out the money situation. Although we don't have much on hand, I can borrow some from colleagues and friends to make do!"
Shen Qingyou's tears overflowed even more after hearing Yuan Mufang's words. She had just seen his tightly furrowed brows relax slightly. What would he do if it were his parents who were sick?
Silently, Shen Qingyou tucked away the bankbook given by Mother Shen while firmly gripping her own bankbook inside her bag. It contained her savings from work, which she had originally planned to use for a surprise honeymoon trip to Aldev for their fifth wedding anniversary. But now, it seemed unnecessary.
Although twenty thousand was just a drop in the bucket compared to what they needed, she would find a way. She absolutely wouldn't touch a single cent from her parents' savings; they had already sacrificed enough for her. "Dad, don't worry; everything will be alright!" She believed that her happiness would return!
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