An Zhisu sat quietly on the edge of the hospital bed and did not disturb He Siyi's rest. Perhaps it was due to excessive blood loss. Her whole little face was extremely pale with no blood at all, like a broken porcelain doll.
Every time he sees her face, An Zhisu reminds An Zhisu of He Sihan. The two brothers and sisters actually have many similarities. One look at her face will make her feel even deeper. There is always He Sihan's life between her and He Siyi.
Speaking of He Siyi, even she herself found it difficult to completely let go.
After sitting for about ten minutes, He Siyi opened her eyes. Perhaps it was because the wound was too painful. She frowned, enduring the pain affectionately.
"Does it hurt? I'll ask the doctor to give you a painkiller injection." An Zhisu couldn't bear to see her like this.
Hearing An Zhisu's voice, He Siyi realized that the person in front of the hospital bed was no longer Cheng Haoran. She was stunned for a moment before looking at An Zhisu, a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
An Zhisu smiled gently: "Can't I come and see you?"
"No." He Siyi quickly denied: "That's not what I meant."
"Okay, okay, don't get excited, I'm joking with you, lie down quickly, you can't move around now." An Zhisu pressed her forehead against hers and pushed her back to lie down on the bed.
He Siyi's slight movement made the pain even worse, and he hissed.
"I'll call the doctor." An Zhisu rang the bell when he saw her like this.
"No, no, I can bear it." He Siyi stopped her.
An Zhisu frowned: "Why do you torture yourself like this?"
"Just think of it as atonement." He Siyi smiled bitterly. She had to pay a price for the wrong and bad things she had done.
An Zhisu stroked the broken hair on her forehead and said softly: "You have already done your best, Siyi, in my eyes, you will always be a kind girl. No one can make mistakes without being a sage, no matter what you have done
Whatever bad things you have done are over now. You have also passed away from the gate of hell, and you will be reborn before you die. From now on, everything will start again. You are still young, and you have a bright future. Don’t be discouraged, eh
?”
He Siyi is now a person who has experienced several lives and deaths. She is no longer the little girl who couldn't listen to advice. Even if An Zhisu didn't say these words, she would have figured it out by herself if she was given time. But An Zhisu talked to her in advance.
Talking about it will help her avoid some mental detours, and she will feel suddenly enlightened, as if she has seen the sunshine projected from the future, warm and bright.
"Thank you." He Siyi thanked An Zhisu from the bottom of her heart for coming to see her, and then told her these words.
"You don't have to be so polite to me. If you want, you can treat me as your sister in the future. You know, your brother often told me about you before, saying how sensible you are, how cute you are, and how hard you study, I'm here
Think about it, she must be a very lovely little sister. It would be great if I had a sister like her." An Zhisu's voice was soft, like a sister.
He Siyi is not a pretentious person. She and An Zhisu should have settled their differences long ago, but no one broke the window first. Now that An Zhisu took the initiative to mention her brother, she took the opportunity and smiled slightly: "
Okay, Sister Zhisu."
An Zhisu smiled happily, Sihan, have you seen it? Your sister calls me sister. You can rest assured that I will take good care of her and treat her as my own sister.
"Sister Zhisu, I want to drink some water." He Siyi had just woken up from thirst, and it took her a while to find the nerve to say it.
An Zhisu hurriedly got up to pour water, and fed her a small sip with a small spoon.
He Siyi drank a little and couldn't drink anymore. She shook her head to indicate that she didn't want to drink anymore.
An Zhisu took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, then asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry. Cheng Haoran fed me some porridge before." He Siyi said.
An Zhisu smiled when he heard this: "Siyi, do you like Haoran?"
When asked this question, He Siyi was not shy, she just lowered her eyes and said in frustration: "I'm not worthy of him."
He Siyi not only knew Fang Cheng's real name, Cheng Haoran, but also knew his family background. He was Ye Lancheng's cousin. Like Ye Lancheng, he was a wealthy young man born with a golden spoon in his mouth. His education and cultivation
, everything about him is beyond her reach.
So even though she and Cheng Haoran were tacitly understanding each other, she never said a word about her love, and she didn't even dare to test her.
"Silly girl, if you like someone, you have to chase him. I don't deny that there is a gap between you, but giving up because of the gap is not called liking. Real liking means trying your best to narrow the gap and work hard.
Make yourself better, try to go to him, tell him, I like you. I said this, do you understand?" An Zhisu guided her not to give up on her future self.
There is no doubt that He Siyi is a smart girl. If she was not smart, she would not be valued by Chen Li. If she was not smart, she would not be able to help Cheng Haoran hide his identity for so long.
This is what smart people are good at. They don't get into trouble. If the road doesn't work, they will change the road. They won't end up on the same road. Just like He Siyi, after listening to An Zhisu's words, he understood it almost immediately.
There are many gaps between her and Cheng Haoran, in terms of education, family, education, and even many other aspects.
But those gaps, as long as she is willing to work hard, even the gaps will eventually be filled.
He Siyi suddenly wasn't so depressed anymore, her eyes became sparkling, she looked at An Zhisu with a twinkling look, and two beautiful little flowers were raised at the corners of her mouth: "Sister Zhisu, I know what to do."
"So smart." An Zhisu gave her a thumbs up. She knew that He Siyi was a smart girl. A smart girl never needed others to worry too much. She could understand many things once you told her.
He Siyi's energy was not that good. After talking about this conversation, she fell asleep again. An Zhisu waited for her to fall asleep before quietly walking out of the ward.
In the corridor outside the ward, Ye Lancheng and Cheng Haoran were still chatting about something. An Zhisu vaguely heard Shen Zizhuo's name. It was probably Cheng Haoran who was asking Ye Lancheng if he could guess where Shen Zizhuo was hiding.
"Do you think I look like a god?" Ye Lancheng asked without answering.
Cheng Haoran shook his head: "It doesn't look like that."
I think you have a cold face all day long, almost like the King of Hell.
"It's not like you are asking me." Ye Lancheng answered his question calmly.
Cheng Haoran:......
An Zhisu chuckled, poor little cousin Haoran, his psychological shadow is bigger than an egg pancake.
"Sister-in-law." Cheng Haoran saw An Zhisu coming out and quickly stood up and asked, "Is A Si asleep again?"
Seeing that he was so nervous and He Siyi, An Zhisu understood what Cheng Haoran was thinking about He Siyi, and smiled and said: "If you go to bed, you can go back if you have nothing to do. Go home and see your aunt, she has been talking about you all day, you haven't been here for a long time
Go home."
Cheng Haoran has indeed not been home for a long time. It must have been almost two years. He stayed in the hospital from last night to tonight and has not thought about going home. He only remembered it after being reminded by An Zhisu, and he suddenly felt a little guilty.
He came home with an injured arm hanging, how could he explain it to his parents?