"What's wrong?" Han Yi took a bottle of iced Coke from the refrigerator in the kitchen and gave it to Qu Haoyan.
Qu Haoyan did not accept the offer, with a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes. He pointed at the "Wei Liao Zi" on the bookshelf and asked, "Why do you read this kind of book?"
"What kind?" Han Yi turned around inexplicably and saw the unexpected classical Chinese military book on the bookshelf, and then he laughed, "Oh, it's strange, right? To be honest, I didn't really understand it either. When I was a senior in college,
A junior student from the School of Liberal Arts gave it to me when we collaborated on a thesis project, and this is a reference."
Qu Haoyan tightened his grip on the handle of his wheelchair and tried to calm down his emotions. This must be an Easter egg from the system... It has nothing to do with Han Yi...
Han Yi opened a Coke with one hand and placed it on the table. He pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" He seemed to be able to see through Qu Haoyan's predicament at a glance, "Did something happen at home?"
Qu Haoyan did not answer directly, but asked first: "...When will you come back?"
Han Yi was stunned. Qu Haoyan raised his eyes and just met his eyes: "I'm asking, when can you come back to make up lessons for me?"
Han Yi looked at Qu Haoyan with a tired look in his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest recently. His tone was very poor during the last voice call, and he didn't know how much he was holding back in his heart.
"Promised to give me extra lessons and left without saying a word. When I was hospitalized, you...you didn't come to see me either." Qu Haoyan swallowed even more. Of course he knew that Han Yi had secretly visited him, but he just couldn't help it.
I want to blame Han Yi because I have a lot of grievances that have nowhere to be released.
"Well, I'm sorry." Han Yi lowered his eyes.
On the day of the fireworks in the park, he saw Qu Haoyan fainted in his wheelchair. The moment he couldn't wake him up was an unspeakable fear for him. Because he insisted on letting him come to the amusement park to play, knowing that he
His leg injury had not healed yet, but he indulged him as a teacher. When he picked up Qu Haoyan and rushed to the gate of the paradise, his mind was blank.
Obviously, the square is quite far away from the gate, so it's okay to put him in a wheelchair and push him there.
Whether it was out of guilt or something, Han Yi didn't know. But seeing that Qu Haoyan had to undergo two surgeries in a short period of time at such a young age, and that he was lying in the ICU with a ventilator, as if he could die at any time.
Of course, Han Yi was afraid of his physical signs, just like the four hours he was waiting for his operation, when he and Qu's mother sat on a cold chair outside the operating room, and neither of them moved an inch.
Looking at Han Yi, Qu Hao's tone was tight and hoarse, and he sighed deeply: "It's me who should say I'm sorry. I don't want to blame you, I just... don't know what to do."
Han Yi moved his eyes to Qu Haoyan and saw that he suddenly covered his face with his hands and rubbed it vigorously.
"My dad...I went to my dad's house today," he seemed to be trying to organize his words, "he asked me to apply for medical insurance reimbursement for him. I saw him in the hospital several times before, and I thought he was
He had a cold or something, but when I went to his house today, I found out that he was really sick."
He paused, then said as if talking to himself: "Diffuse malignant pleural mesothelioma, have you heard of this disease?"
Han Yi was stunned for a moment, but then nodded: "Yes, I know."
Qu Haoyan seemed confused about his state of mind at this moment: "Han Yi, why do you say? I really hate him, I hate this man! He can't do what a father should do, he is not qualified to be a father.
He is violent, he gambles, and he drinks alcohol! And I am obviously not familiar with him."
"But you're sad, aren't you?" Han Yi looked solemn.
"I don't know." Qu Haoyan shook his head, "I don't know... I saw that the place where he lived was converted into a garage. It was a mess. Even the sleeping area was... like a slum, you know? I
When I saw him begging me and heard him say that he went to the construction site to move bricks by himself, I... So I really don't know what to do..." He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "But
When he beat my mother, I really wanted to kill him..."
Han Yi reached out and patted Qu Haoyan on the back. At this moment, he was the best listener.
Qu Haoyan always liked to keep everything in his heart, but until today he really couldn't hold it in anymore, so he had to come to the capital even in a wheelchair.
Unexpectedly, Qu Haoyan, who usually doesn't like to talk, actually opened the floodgates at this time and poured out his bitterness. He didn't know whether he hated or sympathized with his father's entanglement, and didn't know how to deal with it in the future; for his own legs, even if
He had to face it bravely, but rehabilitation was so painful that he wanted to give up all the time. He knew nothing about his own feelings and Ye Wan, and he didn't know how to deal with it correctly.
of……
As a tree hole, Han Yi must of course accept everything.
I don't know how long Qu Haoyan talked to himself, until he was so tired that he lay down on his wheelchair and fell asleep while Han Yi went out to pour him water.
"..." Han Yi was slightly stunned, wondering how this person could fall asleep even while sitting.
In the end, he could only carry Qu Haoyan to his bed.
I guess I am really too tired. Mental fatigue is often more uncomfortable than physical fatigue.
After a while, Qu Haoyan's roommate Liu Zhe came back. When he saw the boy lying on Han Yi's bed, he just wanted to speak, but Han Yi made a silencing gesture: "Shh."
Liu Zhe had no choice but to lower his voice and said angrily: "Is your brother going to stay here tonight?"
Han Yi turned around and glanced at Qu Haoyan, who was sleeping soundly on his bed. He thought for a while, then picked up the mobile phone on the table, walked to the balcony and made a call.
The call was quickly answered.
"Aunt Qu, I am Han Yi."
"Ah, it's Teacher Han!" Qu's mother said in surprise, "I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you at school? Auntie has time to visit you and give you some delicious food!"
"Thank you, auntie," Han Yi smiled in a low voice and said politely, "I want to tell you that Qu Haoyan came to see me just now, and now he is here with me. He is tired and has fallen asleep. Just with you.
Just tell him, don’t worry, I’ll just let him sleep with me tonight.”
"Why did you come to your place?" Qu's mother said quickly, "I won't trouble you too much, right?"
"No," Han Yi said with a smile, "Our dormitory is very spacious. I will send him back early tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter. I'm really troubling you, Teacher Han. What's going on with this kid? He's running around."
After reporting to Qu's mother, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room to answer Liu Zhe: "Well, he will sleep here tonight."