The taxi stopped at the entrance of Ci Ai Hospital. Su Bai pushed the door open and got out of the car. Under the hot and humid weather, the pedestrians and vehicles on the road seemed a little sluggish. However, Su Bai seemed to be very dry, as if the surrounding climate had no effect on him. He carried his backpack with one hand and walked straight to the fruit store beside the hospital entrance.
Generally speaking, the street in front of the hospital would never lack fruit and milk sellers. After a while, Su Bai re-entered the hospital with a box of milk and a fruit basket.
Ci Ai Hospital was a small private hospital. Su Bai walked into the building and reported the name "Weng Aijuan" at the front desk. Soon, the hospital found the ward.
He slowly walked up the stairs step by step. Once, Fatso had asked Su Bai if he was interested in looking for his birth mother. Su Bai immediately rejected the idea because he thought it was very boring.
This time, Su Bai also felt bored, but because of the strange resonance in front of the airport terminal, Su Bai could not continue to ignore it, so he had to come here.
This kind of thing happened right after he was promoted to Advanced Listener. Su Bai did not think it was a coincidence. He also did not think that the so-called great motherly love of his birth mother had played a role, which made him feel it.
Arriving at the door of the ward, Su Bai pushed the door open and entered. There were three beds in the ward, but at this time, only the bed in the middle had a haggard woman in a patient's gown lying on it. The beds on the two sides were empty. However, there were actually quite a number of patients in this hospital. Perhaps it was because the other patients could not bear to stay in the same ward as Weng Aijuan, so the hospital could only temporarily arrange it this way. In the hospital, staying alone in a ward was indeed a very comfortable thing.
When Su Bai came in, Weng Aijuan was in a sleeping state. The quilt had traces of being moved. Her arms were outside the quilt, and her body was half turned over. She looked like a child who had kicked the quilt while sleeping.
However, Su Bai could tell that she was actually making a 'hug' gesture. In fact, Su Bai even knew who she was hugging.
The fruit basket and milk were placed beside the bed by Su Bai. Then, Su Bai sat down on the empty bed beside him.
He took out a cigarette and lit it. He did not care that he was in a hospital, nor did he care that there was a patient lying in front of him.
When he just walked in, he passed by the nurse's desk. Two nurses were chatting. Su Bai's hearing was very good, and he heard it clearly. It seemed that his biological mother was really a person who loved freedom and was unrestrained.
As if stimulated by the smoke, Weng Aijuan's eyelids began to tremble. She should be waking up soon.
Su Bai sat there and continued to smoke.
"You are?"
As soon as Weng Aijuan woke up, she saw a man sitting on the bed opposite her smoking. She was so scared that she grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands. When she found that the man was sitting there smoking and did not do anything else, she was slightly relieved.
"I came to see you." Su Bai said.
"Who are you?" Weng Aijuan continued to ask. "I really don't know you."
Su Bai shook his head. Yes, you don't know me, and I really don't want to know you. You are you, and I am me. You were given birth to by a surrogate mother, but since that man and woman are willing to let you live, they should think that you won't do anything bad. At the same time, they should also give you enough benefits, otherwise, you wouldn't say that I was taken away by a rich family.
He still remembered when he was in the hospital last time, the bloody corpse lying in the morgue called out the name of his dead wife in his sleep. Finally, through the nurse on duty, he called Fatso, the "family member" that Su Bai registered and said the two words "Ye Zi".
Su Bai didn't know why he suddenly thought of this. That matter didn't seem to be similar to the situation in front of him at all, but he suddenly thought of it as if there was a deep connection between the two things.
Su Bai stood up, walked to the bedside, and opened the window.
Most of the windows in the hospital were fixed like those in the hotel. The angle that could be opened was very small, so the air circulation in this ward was indeed very poor. In addition, Su Bai was still smoking. For a while, Weng Aijuan, who didn't get a reply from Su Bai, began to cough.
"This illness, it can't be cured." Su Bai spat out another mouthful of smoke and asked. Weng Aijuan's illness was really difficult to cure. She could only continue to recuperate.
Talking to a patient like this was really not an appropriate way to visit a patient.
"Who the hell are you!"
Weng Aijuan raised her voice. The man in front of her was dressed in black sportswear. His body exuded a strong aura of travel. His hair was a little messy and there were many stains on his body. He looked like a migrant worker who had gone out to work.
Although the wages of migrant workers were rising so much that even some so-called white-collar workers couldn't be compared, Weng Aijuan still didn't associate the Su Bai in front of her with the "son" that she just called and hugged in her sleep.
Just like Zixia Fairy in "Journey to the West", who once said that her husband would come to marry her by stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, in Weng Aijuan's heart, she also imagined more than once that the son she had surrogate would drive a luxury car to find her one day, hug her and promise to take good care of her to repay her for raising him.
Which girl didn't yearn for love, but aunties also had the right to yearn for love. Moreover, judging from Weng Aijuan's life experience, she was indeed a woman who liked to pursue romance. Unfortunately, she was not a poet, otherwise, she could be praised for living a free and unrestrained life.
Su Bai showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. He still looked at the mirror with his back to Weng Aijuan. More than 20 years ago, he was taken out of this woman's belly by that man and woman.
He stayed in this woman's belly for ten months.
Seeing that Su Bai still didn't answer her question, Weng Aijuan reached out to press the button to call the nurse. At this time, Su Bai turned around and looked at Weng Aijuan.
"Twenty-five years ago, you gave birth to me."
…
Some people like to compare life to a crossroad. Everyone in this life, in fact, is constantly making choices.
Just like Weng Aijuan's choice, she actually tasted the bitter fruit of her choices again and again. After all, she was not a saint, nor was she a listener who could completely ignore society. She had not reached that level, so naturally, she would bear the pressure and condemnation from this society because of what she did.
But she was still not reconciled, and she never really regretted it. When she was young, she felt that she lived a very free and easy life. She even pointed at some housewives who washed clothes by the public pool in the factory more than once and laughed at them, saying that their men were not attractive at all in front of her. Naturally, some of them came up to pull her hair and beat her, but some of them sat there sullenly and continued to wash clothes while wiping their tears.
But now that she was old, it was just like the line in "The Pipa Solo", "My younger brother left to join the army, and my aunt died." When people were old, they always liked to reminisce and even tried to reflect on themselves. But Weng Aijuan did not reflect on herself, nor did she lower her head to her four children. She still felt that her life was still full of hope.
In her eyes, these four children were all good-for-nothings. None of them had made a fortune. Then, she began to miss the son who had been taken away. Even at that time, she didn't know what surrogacy meant, nor did she know that if her blood was tested with Su Bai's blood, there would be no DNA connection.
However, she was still full of expectations and fantasies. She was a woman who could not live without her fantasies. She had been like this since she was young, until she grew up, and now, when she was old.
When Su Bai said those words, everyone was stunned.
Weng Aijuan's first reaction was to hug her head, and then look at Su Bai in horror.
"I don't know if the man and woman told you their names, but the man is called Su Yuhang."
"Ahhhhh!!!!!"
Weng Aijuan began to scream, but the entire ward was blocked by Su Bai. Weng Aijuan's screams could not be heard outside. When Weng Aijuan screamed, Su Bai still stood there with a smile on his face, looking at the woman on the hospital bed who appeared to be a little hysterical.
She..,
Knew Su Yuhang's name.
Suddenly, Su Bai realized that things seemed to be getting more and more interesting. Why did his parents not kill this woman back then? They even gave this woman money and told her their names.
This was completely unlike the man and woman's style of doing things, especially after Su Bai found out about his background and saw his aunt's body gradually rotting on the bed.
The man and woman's attitude towards Weng Aijuan seemed to be a little too good.
Weng Aijuan's screams gradually began to become hoarse. It was as if all her energy had been sucked out of her. To put it in a more abstract way, it was as if her hopes and fantasies had been sucked out.
Su Bai walked in front of Weng Aijuan and stared at Weng Aijuan,
Weng Aijuan suddenly took a deep breath, then her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the hospital bed. Unfortunately, this was not a Korean drama, and Weng Aijuan was destined to not become the female lead in a Korean drama.
She only fainted, but she would not die. Su Bai sat down by the bed and muttered to himself,
"Do you know, at first, I planned to kill you when I came here because I don't know why I can hear your sleep talk. This is really … very annoying, and you, actually became my inner demon for no reason. This is really, really funny."
He casually opened the Weng Aijuan's bedside table. There was Weng Aijuan's cell phone and wallet. Su Bai took out the wallet, and there was a black-and-white photo inside.
In the photo was a young Weng Aijuan and a man in brand-new work clothes. The man was very thin and not tall, not worthy of the dazzling Weng Aijuan, but they were married, so the man was smiling very happily. Weng Aijuan, on the other hand, had a straight face. Obviously, she was not very satisfied with her "Marrying" to the man beside her. At that time, Weng Aijuan's mind should have been filled with things like coffee, sunshine, and beaches, but marrying a paper mill worker meant that these fantasies of hers could only be reduced to fantasies.
"Did this man get hit by a car on the road after drinking?"
Su Bai frowned slightly. Previously, he had heard from the two nurses that Weng Aijuan's husband was killed by a car on the road because Weng Aijuan had cuckolded him again. But now, it seemed that things were not that simple.
Because..,
Why did so many people die in car accidents?
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