"Moreover, the exam at the University of Bath is right around the corner. I just want you to focus on the exam. You’ve worked so hard, isn’t it just to do well? At least pass with your own ability—"
"Fine, then tell , what was the result?"
"What?"
"You kept it from , so I wasn’t worried? You hid it from , didn’t tell , and kept it a secret to the end?!"
Yin Shixiu furrowed his brow slightly.
"The exam... what a nonsense exam! Is it more important than you?! If I don’t pass this year, I can try again next year. But if I lose you, where can I find another Yin Shixiu? Tell ..."
"Aren’t I doing fine now?"
Yin Shixiu felt a tug on his heart.
How could he not understand Su Xiaong’s panic.
"You’re not soone who is unreasonable. You know , I wouldn’t do anything aningless."
"You don’t do things without aning... but why do I feel like marrying was the most aningless thing you’ve done?!"
"Compared to a few caregivers, what I did was even more aningless... Yin Shixiu! You think you’re the best in the world!"
"You’re Superman, you’re Iron Man, even if a car hits you, you won’t die! You can do well even without my care! So why do you need anymore?"
Yin Shixiu’s body stiffened.
"You don’t do aningless things, then neither will I!"
Su Xiaong wiped away her tears, "I now feel that being your wife is the most aningless thing in the world!"
"Su Xiaong!"
Su Xiaong’s eyes were red, murmuring, "Back then, you said... if you beca penniless, I’d have to eat plain buns with you. If you beca disabled, I’d have to take care of you. If you couldn’t move, I’d have to push your wheelchair to show you the world..."
"You said it, it’s not just needing your care, you need too... Clearly, you said it, but you didn’t tell ... you didn’t tell ..."
"If the cut on your neck was one centiter deeper... would I never see you again..."
"Is there a day when you die, and I only hear about it from others after who knows how long?!"
"Girl..."
"You’re always right, always doing things for my sake... But this ti, I can’t accept your well-rounded considerations, your weighing of pros and cons."
For the first ti in their argunt, Yin Shixiu couldn’t find any ground to stand on.
He moved his lips, but couldn’t say a word.
"It’s not too late now. If you think I’m just being lodramatic, unreasonable, and making a fuss over nothing, once you’re better, you can go find soone straightforward and understanding—"
"Xiao ng, let’s both calm down, stop saying hurtful things, okay?"
Su Xiaong moved her lips, sniffled, and left the ward.
She went directly up to the rooftop, the cold wind blowing harshly against her face, drying her tears.
Actually, she deeply regretted it...
She didn’t want to argue with him at all.
She felt so sorry for him, just wanting to take good care of him.
But sohow, her emotions wouldn’t settle down. The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt.
A few words of argunt, and the fire in her heart flared up, unable to extinguish.
What made Su Xiaong feel she was a bit excessive was...
Yin Shixiu was still injured.
He couldn’t see, there were many pain spots on his body, and the wound on his neck made it hard for him to speak loudly...
Su Xiaong hugged her knees, her sweater too thin for being outdoors.
In no ti, her hands were ice cold, and her feet frozen stiff.
She looked down, exhaled deeply, and pulled out her phone to call Chen Lan...
"Madam?"
"You... co back to the hospital."
"What’s wrong?"
"We... we had a fight... co back..."
Su Xiaong’s voice was heavy with emotion from crying, making her words to Chen Lan sound heart-wrenching.
"Madam, please don’t cry... oh my..."
Chen Lan finally realized how terrifying a woman’s tears could be...
No wonder even soone as strong as Yin Shixiu could be lted into tenderness.
"We fought pretty harshly..."
"Hey, Madam, I’ve told you, the boss really is thinking of you, he—"
"Just hurry back!"
After yelling, Su Xiaong hung up.
Chen Lan felt his ear explode a little, hurting, and had no choice but to rush back to the hospital.
At this mont, Chen Lan felt it was almost better to be seriously injured in a car accident...
Yin Shixiu was discharged from the hospital on Christmas Eve.
The external injuries were almost healed, and the thick bandages were replaced with small square gauze.
Only the bandage over his eyes couldn’t be removed.
There are many blood vessels on the eyelid, and healing takes a long ti. Moreover, to avoid scarring on the eyes, so dicine was used...
Anyway, it allows the damaged skin to slowly shed, and new flesh to grow.
Yin Shixiu didn’t care much about his appearance, but when the doctor and Xiao ng ntioned it, she had the doctor perform this minor operation without hesitation.
Chen Lan on the side also agreed.
For n, scars are nothing, but Yin Shixiu was used to being handso; if suddenly there were two scars on his eyes, even thinking about it felt unaccustod.
After that argunt, the couple didn’t really talk much.
As Yin Shixiu suggested, both of them needed to calm down...
But Su Xiaong did not stop taking care of Yin Shixiu because of this. On the contrary, she took care of him with ticulous attention and tenderness.
She just spoke very little, barely communicating with Yin Shixiu at all.
She didn’t want to give up her exams at the University of Bath, but she was also not willing to leave Yin Shixiu here to return ho for the exams.
So, she contacted Qi Jun, the dean of the Translation Institute at Beijing Foreign Studies University.
Even after returning from Bali Island, she would occasionally keep in touch with Dean Qi Jun.
She knew that Dean Qi Jun was a student at the University of Bath, and after graduation, he stayed on to teach at the school before returning ho several years later.
So she asked if Dean Qi Jun could contact the president of the University of Bath to let her take the written exams directly at the University of Bath.
The result of this contact was not yet known, Su Xiaong could only wait.
She didn’t tell Yin Shixiu about this matter either, as in the midst of their cold war, nothing seed appropriate to say.
Leaving the ward, Su Xiaong beca Yin Shixiu’s eyes.
Chen Lan, who was nearby, simply couldn’t understand this couple.
A small hand holding a big hand, stepping forward one step at a ti...
Do both of them have to be so stubbornly proud?
"Lower your head a bit..."
Su Xiaong opened the car door and helped Yin Shixiu into the car.
Then she got in from the other side.
Chen Lan put Su Xiaong’s luggage in the trunk.
Exiting the hospital parking lot, snow began to fall from the sky...
"Snow for Christmas really sets the atmosphere. Haha."
Said Chen Lan.
However, neither of the two sitting in the back seat paid him any mind.
Chen Lan could only clear his throat awkwardly and continue driving.
Snowflakes fell onto the car window, turning into droplets, and once again it was Christmas...
Recently, snow in Beijing had also fallen heavily, and yesterday they had a video chat with the elderly couple of the Yin Family. Shuangshuang and Huang Huang were wrapped up warmly, playing in the snow in the yard for quite so ti.
The elder couple said that Prince Huang seed a bit lancholic already.
Shuangshuang was also constantly asking them, when would Mom and Dad co back...
Su Xiaong felt a deep sense of regret towards the two children.
Coming to London, it had been half a month already, far beyond the ti Shuangshuang and Huang Huang could endure.
But compared to Shuangshuang and Huang Huang, Yin Shixiu needed soone by his side more.
The Thas River, with its leaden grey water, intermittently frozen over with thin layers of ice...
Big Ben chid carelessly and rcilessly the sound of passing ti...
This was Su Xiaong’s first ti in London. Although she had been here for half a month, she was just beginning to truly encounter the mysterious city shrouded in the mist of novels.
Most of her understanding of the United Kingdom ca from her university electives.
A thick to on the history of British literature, filled with the mists of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.
"Wudu" is its nickna, sounding cold and lancholic.
The Wudu described by Conan Doyle beca even more legendary and mysterious due to the great detective at Baker Street 221B.
Now, Su Xiaong used her own eyes to view this 21st-century modern London, where the brownish-yellow fog of the industrial era no longer existed...
It is said that Londoners are as stubborn and proud as each footprint this city has left in history.
Looking at the man beside her, leaning against the leather seat, with long legs crossed, even with his eyes covered, he maintained an imperial aura...
He had lived in London longer than he had in Beijing...
The deep-seated pride and stubbornness embedded in his bones, hidden behind his smile, could it originate from this city? From the characteristics of Londoners?
She didn’t know...
There are gallant mounted police officers on the streets of London...
If she hadn’t argued with Yin Shixiu, she might have excitedly called out to him by now.
Calling out about all the new sights in front of her.
Then she would certainly plead with him to take two days off to show her around.
But now...
Even an extra word was difficult to utter.
Regrettful, yet unwilling to admit defeat.
Not feeling she was wrong, yet afraid... the man beside her also did not think he was wrong.
Will the rift between them begin at this very mont?
Starting with both being stubborn, will it end with both being stubborn...
The car stopped at a high-end residential area, a white barred iron gate standing next to a soldier in a red uniform, topped with a high hat and adorned with thick tassels.
Very dignified.
Chen Lan drove the car straight in and then parked at the base of a high-rise building.
He took the luggage and went upstairs with them.
When the elevator reached the twenty-seventh floor, Chen Lan walked ahead and stopped in front of a dark brown door.
Yin Shixiu groped to press his fingerprint, and the door opened.
Just as Chen Lan brought the luggage inside, Yin Shixiu said, "You can go back now."
"Oh..."
Su Xiaong walked in. The house was so big that it seed endless at a glance...
After changing her shoes, she picked up the luggage and said, "Which room is the guest room? Left or righ—"
Before Xiao ng could finish, her hand was grabbed, the luggage dropped... and she was pulled into a broad chest.
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