In the First Hospital of Lanjiang City, the intensive care unit was a lifeless white. When Ye Huanyan arrived, the old lady had just woken up. When she saw Ye Huanyan, she put on a kind smile and waved at her.
Looking at her lips, she said, "Yan Yan, come here."
Ye Huanyan held back her tears and walked towards the bed with heavy steps.
Her legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Squatting by the bed, the old lady raised her hand and she quickly held it.
"Good child, don't cry."
Ye Huanyan couldn't control herself. She turned around and rubbed her eyes, holding back her tears. When she turned back, she tried to force a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
The old lady held her hand. "Yan Yan, Grandma has lived for so long. I have seen and enjoyed everything. I have almost no regrets in this life. What is there to be sad about?"
Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and choked out, "Grandma, you will definitely get better. When you get better, I will move back to the old mansion to live with you and be with you every day."
The old lady didn't reply and smiled lovingly. Then she turned her gaze behind Ye Huanyan and looked straight at him. "Ah Han, you know that Grandma has always had a wish in her heart. I have been waiting for so many years. I have been waiting."
Ling Han's gaze was slightly sluggish. His gaze fell on Ye Huanyan's back. He wanted to say something, but he stopped.
"I am afraid that I won't be able to hold a grandson. I just want to see the two of you get married before I leave. Yan Yan is a good child. I am relieved to hand you over to him."
The old lady's voice was weak and sounded particularly dull in the ward.
"Can you promise Grandma?"
The old lady's hand broke free from Ye Huanyan's and reached out in the direction of Ling Han.
Ling Han walked to Ye Huanyan's side and held his grandmother's withered hand.
Ye Huanyan retreated to the side and lowered her head to wipe her tears. She gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound. She knew that her grandmother didn't like to hear her cry. Besides, it wasn't time to cry yet. She just felt uncomfortable, uncomfortable as if her internal organs had shifted. Her chest felt stuffy and painful.
She heard her grandmother's words, but she didn't know how to respond. Ling Han didn't want to marry her, she had already thought it through. According to Ling Han's temperament, even if the old lady forced him now, he wouldn't agree.
Ling Han leaned over beside his grandmother and held her hand tightly as he spoke hesitantly.
"Grandma … about the wedding."
"Your father passed away too early." The old lady interrupted Ling Han's words as if she was talking to the air. Her eyes were a little unfocused, and she coughed twice. Her breathing was shallow.
"Otherwise, I would have done whatever you wanted to do. But once I leave, there's no one by your side who can make me feel assured. Ah Han, how can I feel at ease?"
Ye Huanyan's hands were clenched so tightly that her nails were almost embedded in her palms. She couldn't speak.
She wanted to say, "Grandma, don't worry, I'll be by his side." But what right did she have to say such words?
"Grandma, I'll go and get the marriage certificate with Yan Yan tomorrow."
A deep voice rang out in the ward. It was as if a gust of wind had blown away the haze in the ward. The old lady's unfocused eyes finally refocused. She looked at Ling Han with joy, and even her voice had a bit of vitality.
"What did you say?"
"I'll go and get the marriage certificate with Yan Yan tomorrow. Grandma, Yan Yan is already pregnant. You still have to hold your great-grandson. You must get better."
Sentence after sentence, Ye Huanyan was caught off guard.
The old lady had already turned her gaze to her lower abdomen. Seeing that her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, she almost cried with joy. "Is it true? This … is this true? "
Ling Han looked up and looked at Ye Huanyan meaningfully. He took her hand and then put his arm around her shoulders. "It's true. But I haven't had time to tell you that you've been sick for more than four months."
"Good … good …" The old lady's eyes were full of gratification. She put their hands together and held them tightly. "Good child. If I can see my great-grandson, even if I die, I can die in peace."
Out of the intensive care unit, Ye Huanyan followed behind Ling Han. Her eyes were red.
After entering the elevator, Ling Han handed her a tissue and said hesitantly, "About the marriage …"
Ye Huanyan took the tissue. Her hand trembled slightly and she looked up in panic. "I know you don't want to. I won't use Grandma to force you to do anything. If you don't want to, then forget it. I … I'll just treat it as putting on a show with you in front of Grandma to make her feel at ease …"
Ling Han's brows suddenly furrowed. A layer of gloominess appeared in his eyes. "Are you so anxious to cut ties? Acting? "
"…"
"How good are you at acting? That's why Grandma can't see your true colors after so long. You're really good at acting."
Ye Huanyan looked at him blankly. She didn't know what to do.
She just thought that he didn't want to get married.
She just didn't want to force him to do anything.
Why was it that in his eyes, no matter what she did or said, it was wrong?
The elevator door opened with a ding.
Ling Han grabbed her wrist and walked out. He was practically dragging her to the parking lot. With a cold expression, he forced her into the car.
"Han, where are we going?"
In the speeding car, Ye Huanyan didn't even dare to breathe loudly. After asking in a trembling voice, she grabbed the seat belt tightly.
It was late at night. Leaving behind the neon lights, it was as if leaving behind the bustling streets.
Ling Han's gloomy eyes were filled with emotions. The cold and determined words that came out of his mouth were like an order that couldn't be refused. The person who heard it could only accept it in silence.
"The Civil Affairs Bureau."
Ye Huanyan looked at him blankly and said with difficulty, "It's too late. The Civil Affairs Bureau is closed."
However, Ling Han didn't seem to hear what she said. He stepped on the accelerator and sped in the direction of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
His well-defined hand held the steering wheel. His pinky finger was trembling slightly.
He was afraid that a long night was fraught with dreams. After dawn, when he woke up from his dream, he would not have the courage to leave those bloody past behind.
There was a clamoring voice in the depths of his heart that he tried his best to suppress.
Ling Han, you've wanted to do this for a long time. No matter what kind of evil debt she bears to Wen Qingwan, you say you can't let it go, but you've never vented your anger on her. You want to marry her. You've wanted to do it for a long time, but you even need to use Grandma's last wishes as an excuse to do something like marrying her.
Coward.
Those crazy thoughts swallowed up his rationality bit by bit. He pursed his lips and slowly rolled down the car window. The whistling night wind blew past his ears and covered all the clamoring.
The hair in front of Ye Huanyan's forehead was messed up by the evening wind, flapping around her cheeks. The cold wind blew into her neck and invaded her entire body, making her limbs cold.
She wrapped her coat tightly around her body and stared blankly at Ling Han's expression. Seeing his cold and painful expression, her already pale face became even more gloomy. The remaining joy of deceiving herself was peeling away bit by bit, disappearing without a trace with the night wind.
Was marrying her such a painful thing?
To make him lose control like this?
She furrowed her eyebrows and her heart twitched.
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