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A-Zhi came to pick up his wife and child, but Yan Cailing was still angry with him and refused to leave. Thinking about Cheng Qiuyi and Liu Shuhan's own matters, she angrily pushed past A-Zhi and walked away on her own. A-Zhi followed her with a smile, while Yao Yao waved goodbye to her stepmother from her mother's arms.
With Yao Yao no longer causing a ruckus, the large living room fell silent. Cheng Boming took the initiative to clear the dining table and wash the dishes, leaving the space for his master and mistress.
Liu Shuhan vented her feelings, but inside she felt empty. She sat on the sofa in a daze, slumping her back and holding onto Cheng Qiuyi's hand tightly.
In Liu Shuhan's palm was a prominent scar, left five years ago.
At first, the scar was extremely grotesque, with flesh turned outward, resembling a centipede growing in her palm. Over the years, Cheng Qiuyi had searched for various remedies to treat the scar, both internal and external. Eventually, the scar became shallower and turned into a faint mark that could only be felt by gently touching it.
Cheng Qiuyi was not superstitious but often said that having scars on one's hands was bad luck, especially in the palm, as it could disrupt one's fate.
"It’s better that it’s ruined. I used to have such a lonely fate; it’s only because of this misfortune that I can be with you now. Qiu Yi, don’t you think so?" Liu Shuhan said this while resting her head on Cheng Qiuyi's shoulder, her fine hair brushing against Cheng Qiuyi's neck lightly, causing a slight tickle. Cheng Qiuyi held her hand and stroked it; hearing her say this made even that unsightly scar seem endearing.
Liu Shuhan held onto Cheng Qiuyi's hand tightly. Cheng Qiuyi turned her hand over to hold Liu Shuhan's palm in hers, her thumb gently tracing the shallow scar.
Neither of them spoke for a while. Then, as if she had made up her mind, Liu Shuhan suddenly said, "Qiu Yi, if you die, I will die with you. Living alone is too painful."
"Don't say such things." Cheng Qiuyi tightened her grip on Liu Shuhan's hand. "What about our parents? What about Boming? Shu Han, you can't be so selfish."
"The selfish one is you!" Liu Shuhan suddenly pulled her hand away. "Cheng Qiuyi, we promised to grow old together. Are you going back on your word now? You are clearly the most selfish one!"
Cheng Qiuyi was at a loss for words. Liu Shuhan seemed deflated as she forced a bitter smile. "Why are we saying all this? It's just a possibility; look at how scared we are."
In the kitchen, Cheng Boming sighed deeply.
Liu Shuhan finally fell asleep. In the darkness, Cheng Qiuyi turned to look at her; no matter how much she looked, she couldn't get enough.
Liu Shuhan was over thirty, and even Xu Ruyun said that her personality had become much more mature and stable than before. However, Cheng Qiuyi felt that Liu Shuhan had never changed. When she parted ways with Liu Shuhan at seventeen, Liu Shuhan's appearance seemed to freeze in that youthful year and had never changed since.
"Shu Han, I really want to be with you for a lifetime."
Early the next morning, Liu Shuhan accompanied Cheng Qiuyi to the hospital for a follow-up examination, and Cheng Boming went along as well.
The diagnosis came quickly; the doctor confirmed that Cheng Qiuyi had an Intracranial Tumor, which was benign.
Upon hearing this result, Liu Shuhan let out a breath she had been holding, collapsing into Cheng Qiuyi's arms.
Benign; it was good that it was benign.
"Doctor, my master has a regular lifestyle and is in good health. How could she suddenly develop an Intracranial Tumor?" Cheng Boming asked.
The doctor looked at Cheng Qiuyi's medical history and said, "There are many factors that can lead to an Intracranial Tumor, especially head trauma, which can increase the incidence of Intracranial Tumors by about eleven percent. Miss Cheng had a car accident five years ago and suffered a head injury; this could be a contributing factor."
"Can it be cured?"
"Of course, there is no problem. The cure rate after the removal of benign tumors is very high, so the family need not worry. Just remember to come for regular check-ups within five years to prevent recurrence."
The surgery was scheduled for the following week. The nurse explained pre-operative dietary precautions to Liu Shuhan while Cheng Qiuyi and Cheng Boming waited outside.
Any surgery carries risks; for example, removing an Intracranial Tumor can lead to potential side effects such as decreased intelligence and impaired reaction ability, commonly referred to as dementia.
"Boming, if something happens to me, you must take good care of your master’s wife."
Cheng Boming stood behind Cheng Qiuyi and spoke softly, "Master, I will definitely take good care of her."
He is only two centimeters shorter than Cheng Qiuyi, and he is expected to reach 1.8 meters next year. The Cheng family has an inherent coldness; although his relationship with Cheng Qiuyi has eased over the years, they are not particularly close. There is a mentor-student bond between them, but if others do not mention it, they might forget that they are siblings.
"Have you visited your mother this month?" Cheng Qiuyi asked again.
"I have. The doctor said she is emotionally stable, but it seems she won't get better. Maintaining the current state is the best situation."
Shen Wenqin had a mental breakdown two years ago. At first, Cheng Qiuyi thought she was pretending, but later the doctor diagnosed her with schizophrenia. She was released after a reduced sentence and sent to a nursing home. Since then, Cheng Boming has been visiting her every month for two years.
"Time flies," Cheng Qiuyi recalled the first time she met Cheng Boming when he was just learning to walk. At that time, she felt that the entire Cheng family owed her something, not expecting that they would later become mentor and student.
"Master, since it's benign, you will be fine."
Cheng Qiuyi patted his shoulder. "Life can change in an instant; today I finally understand what that means. This time I was lucky, but what about next time? Boming, I can't trust anyone else to take care of your master’s wife; only you will take good care of her."
Cheng Boming solemnly assured Cheng Qiuyi, "Master, don't worry."
Five years ago, Cheng Qiuyi refused surgery for the sake of her long hair, but five years later, she still ended up having to undergo the procedure.
For the surgery, all of Cheng Qiuyi's long hair was shaved off, leaving her with a shiny bald head. In the first few days, she didn't notice much because of the bandages covering her head. However, once the bandages were removed, Liu Shuhan couldn't help but laugh at her shiny head but was afraid of hurting Cheng Qiuyi's feelings by laughing in front of her; every day she held back laughter to the point of almost injuring herself.
All mirrors in Cheng Qiuyi's hospital room were hidden away so she couldn't see her current appearance. Lying in bed for ten days to half a month, she faced Liu Shuhan's nearly injured face from holding back laughter and gritted her teeth in anger, thinking to herself how she would deal with Liu Shuhan once she recovered.
Half a month later, Cheng Qiuyi finally managed to sneak a small mirror into her room when no one was around. Upon seeing the reflection of her bald head in the mirror, she felt a chill run down her spine and smashed the mirror on the ground into countless pieces.
"Qiu Yi, what's wrong? Did something break? Did it hurt your hand?" Liu Shuhan rushed over upon hearing the noise and saw Cheng Qiuyi standing by the bed with a look of despair.
"Autumn... Qiu Yi, what's wrong?" Liu Shuhan was frightened by her expression.
"Shu Han."
"Ah?"
"Now I've really become a Master." Cheng Qiuyi was on the verge of tears; her once smooth and silky hair was now a mess! What kind of sin had she committed!?
Liu Shuhan had held back for half a month, but finally couldn't contain herself any longer, clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she couldn't stand up.
"Hahahahahaha... Cheng Qiuyi... you... hahaha... Master... hahaha... oh no, I can't anymore, my stomach..."
Cheng Qiuyi picked up Liu Shuhan and threw her onto the bed, grabbing her wrist and pinning her down. Through gritted teeth, she said, "You've been holding it in for a long time, haven't you?"
"I've been holding it in for over half a month, hahahaha..." Liu Shuhan gasped for breath as she stopped laughing, reaching out to touch Cheng Qiuyi's bald head with a tone of regret. "You've got stubble now; if I had touched it a few days ago, it would have felt so smooth."
Cheng Qiuyi smirked, her smile eerie. "You've held it in for over half a month; I've held it in for over half a month too."
"Don't mess around; this is a hospital!"
"It's not like we haven't done this in a hospital before; practice makes perfect." With that, she began to tickle Liu Shuhan all over.
Liu Shuhan hated being tickled the most and dodged left and right while begging for mercy. "Qiu Yi... hahahaha... dear wife... spare me... hahahaha... I was wrong..."
Yan Cailing brought Song Luyao to visit Cheng Qiuyi. As soon as they entered the ward, they saw the two rolling around on the bed, with Liu Shuhan making all sorts of noises. She quickly covered Song Luyao's eyes and backed out.
"Cheng Qiuyi, you rogue! Doing this kind of thing in broad daylight! Rogue!" Yan Cailing shouted, causing people from half a floor up to peek into the ward to see what was happening. Song Luyao chimed in with her mother, "Rogue, Auntie is a rogue!" Her soft voice made everyone laugh.
Cheng Qiuyi hurriedly pulled Yan Cailing inside. "Hey hey hey, that's enough!"
Yan Cailing couldn't help but burst into laughter at Cheng Qiuyi's bald head, leaning against the wall and laughing so hard that she started pounding on it.
"Oh my, I didn't expect your bald head to look quite good... Hahaha..."
Song Luyao blinked her big eyes and innocently asked, "Auntie, why did you shave your head?"
Cheng Qiuyi was speechless, pushing Song Luyao into Yan Cailing's arms and then shoving Yan Cailing out of the hospital room. "You go away, I don't want to see anyone!"
After laughing enough, Liu Shuhan walked over to comfort Cheng Qiuyi. "It's okay, Qiu Yi. It's just a bit of hair; it'll grow back in a few months."
Cheng Qiuyi touched her buzzed head and resignedly said, "Now I really have no face to see anyone."
Liu Shuhan linked arms with her, her eyes crescent-shaped with a smile. "At least you're okay; being okay is better than anything else."
She couldn't help but touch Cheng Qiuyi's prickly hair again. "Not gonna lie, it feels pretty nice."
Money spent can be earned back, hair lost can grow again; being okay is better than anything else.
Fortunately, we still have decades to squander together, and thankfully we can still grow old together.
The author has something to say: Yes, the author just wanted to write about Cheng Qiuyi's bald head; this extra chapter is purely the author's quirky humor XD...
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