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That night, the brain cancer specialists that Qin Xian mentioned arrived as scheduled. They gathered in the third-floor doctor's office to discuss Shu Mother's condition and formulate further treatment plans.
Shu Ran sat quietly on a nearby sofa, listening intently to their analysis and discussions. She didn't say a word throughout the meeting, her lips pressed tightly together, her expression serious.
Qin Xian sat beside her, watching the professors speak while he kept his gaze fixed on her, his eyes intense and unwavering.
After an unknown amount of time, the professors and doctors finally concluded their discussion and devised a conservative treatment plan.
Shu Ran quickly stood up, politely positioning herself to the side.
The lead old professor approached Qin Xian to greet him as if they were old acquaintances.
His hair was gray, and he was already past fifty. However, he appeared quite spirited as he stood before Qin Xian with his hands clasped behind his back, amiably asking, "How is your grandfather doing lately?"
"Everything is well," Qin Xian replied lightly. Meanwhile, his large hand subtly lifted and followed the professor's gaze, landing squarely on her hand, gently enveloping her delicate fingers. He aimed to draw Shu Ran's attention away from the young doctor she was conversing with.
Sure enough, Shu Ran raised her eyes in confusion to glance at him, silently questioning what was wrong.
Qin Xian remained silent until he saw only his reflection in her eyes; then a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
The old professor clearly noticed this and cleared his throat to ask, "Who is this?"
Qin Xian turned back and smiled as he introduced, "This is my fiancée, Shu Ran."
The old professor suddenly understood; he had missed Old Qin's birthday banquet because he had a research meeting to attend.
Later, he heard that Old Qin's grandson brought a woman to the birthday banquet, where Old Qin publicly announced that this woman was his granddaughter-in-law.
In no time, this stirred quite a sensation in S City, causing many young ladies to feel their hearts sink that evening.
Including his niece.
That night, upon hearing that Qin Xian had a fiancée, he locked himself in his room. He couldn't eat or sleep, quietly heartbroken, which made his parents feel very distressed.
His niece was a well-bred young lady, quiet and dignified, well-read, gentle and graceful.
There was nothing about her that was unworthy of Qin Xian.
In fact, they seemed like a perfect match, as if made for each other.
But alas, it was ultimately a matter of fate; the old professor felt sorry for his niece.
Then suddenly receiving an invitation from Qin Xian today, he casually mentioned it, and his niece hesitantly expressed her desire to accompany him.
However, since Qin Xian did not extend the invitation, the old professor did not dare to take matters into his own hands and quickly advised her against it.
Little did he expect to encounter Qin Xian's fiancée here.
The old professor discreetly observed the young woman before him. She had skin as white as snow, bright eyes and pearly teeth, with a temperament that was gentle and refined.
Her appearance was indeed exceptional, surpassing that of his niece.
But what about her character and upbringing?
He couldn't help but compare the woman beside the man his niece admired so much with her. Was she more outstanding? More excellent?
Yet when he heard Qin Xian introduce her so earnestly and gaze at her with such affection, he realized that it had nothing to do with being outstanding or excellent; it was simply love at first sight.
Love is a mysterious thing; no one knows who will appear in their life, what kind of person they will meet, whether it will be love at first sight, mutual affection, or growing old together.
All one knows is that at the moment of meeting, at the moment their eyes connect, The Right Person will always be The Right Person.
"Enough, enough," the old professor shook his head helplessly, ultimately unwilling to concern himself with the matters of these young people.
Everyone has their own fate, whether or not they are destined to be together is a matter of personal fortune; one cannot force it.
Let it be.
...
At eleven o'clock at night, Shu Mother was already sound asleep, and Shu Yi was taking a short rest in the hospital room.
Shu Ran and Qin Xian stood leaning against the railing, with Qin Xian embracing her from behind. With his eyes closed, he lightly rested his head on her shoulder, his clear breath brushing against her fair and delicate neck.
Shu Ran felt a tickle and moved slightly, but he gently stopped her, saying, "Don't move."
Shu Ran immediately became obedient, remaining still as he leaned against her.
Sometimes Shu Ran really listened to him; perhaps it was because she had always struggled to find a suitable way to interact with him. Not knowing how to relate to him, she could only comply with whatever he said or did.
She lacked opinions, feared making mistakes, and dreaded being wrong. Often, she would simply do whatever others suggested without daring to assert herself because she was too afraid to firmly refuse.
The aftermath of that incident had left too deep a scar.
It had turned her into a coward who only dared to silently endure, forever remaining in a passive state.
When she wanted something, she would no longer actively pursue it. Even if she desired it greatly, she would only steal a few glances before admonishing herself to let go, not to think about it, and to accept that she could not have it.
This kind of personality could be described as peaceful and uncontentious in a positive light; in a negative light, it was simply weakness and ineptitude.
In love, she was the same way. She liked Qin Xian but never voiced it; she would only hide it deep within her heart, burying those feelings deeply.
Unless Qin Xian pushed her to the edge.
Sometimes Shu Ran thinks, fortunately, she met Qin Xian, the strong and domineering yet gentle and affectionate Qin Xian.
He taught her how to love someone, taught her that love should be expressed, and showed her how to experience a love that is unforgettable and deeply etched in her heart.
She hides, he seeks.
She runs, he chases.
Love is a restraint, love is possession.
Qin Xian interprets the definition of love.
No one knows what the future holds, but it is fortunate that when she needed support the most, he disregarded everything, dropped all his work, and traveled thousands of miles just to give her a warm and safe embrace.
Even though he has to leave.
His hand around her waist slowly tightened as he leaned close to her and whispered softly, "The flight is at one in the morning. I have to go back to B City to handle some unfinished business. I'll be back soon; wait for me."
Shu Ran freed one hand and gently placed it on his palm. Their warm touch seemed to make the autumn breeze not so chilly after all.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
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