nycdaug Chapter 272: Unsightly
Chapter 272: Unsightly
Yes, half of a whole chicken! Imagine being so hungry that you can almost see stars, and suddenly a fragrant roasted chicken appears in front of you. What a luxury and surprise that is. "
"I was reluctant to eat it, thinking about taking this precious food home so that my mother and young Yi Ge'er could taste the long-lost delicacy. However, I was worried that my mother would ask about the origin of the chicken. The contradiction and hesitation made me at a loss. Just as I was holding the chicken tightly in my hand, a group of beggars appeared from nowhere and snatched it away in an instant like hungry wolves."
"I wasn't willing to give in, so I started wrestling with them right away. Unfortunately, I was as thin as a bamboo at that time, and they pinned me to the ground in a few moves, unable to move." When Song Yunfeng said this, his tone revealed powerlessness and unwillingness.
"Yuanyuan was frightened by this sudden scene and burst into tears. Those beggars, they, they even discussed madly to kill Yuanyuan..." At this point, Song Yunfeng's voice trembled and he could hardly speak. That memory was like a nightmare. Even after so long, it still deeply hurt his heart. He turned his head suddenly. Shen Yan noticed that there seemed to be tears flashing in his tightly closed eyes, and the blue veins on his arms were bulging with excitement, showing how deeply that past hurt him.
Shen Yan felt an indescribable shock and distress in her heart. She had never thought that this boy who always wore a barely perceptible smile had such a heavy and difficult past. How did these experiences make him so tough and indifferent today? She sat down on the edge of the bed involuntarily, carefully holding his trembling hand, trying to give him a little warmth and comfort.
Feeling her warmth, Song Yunfeng's tense body gradually relaxed, and the coldness and loneliness from the bottom of his heart were slightly relieved at this moment.
"Fortunately, just when I was about to despair, Shao Ling showed up in time, followed by two sturdy followers who shouted that government officials had arrived, and frightened the group of beggars away. Before leaving, he also left me some cakes and ointment for healing wounds."
"I remember his dignity when he scolded the beggar, and his gorgeous clothes that were so different from my status. At that moment, it seemed like he and I were from two different worlds."
"Our second encounter was on a rainy day three years later. I was outside the Tzu Chi Hall, humbly begging for a little bit of life-saving medicine, but I witnessed with my own eyes the people of the Tzu Chi Hall murdering the poor families who also came there for help, leaving them without the ability to speak. When I realized I was in danger, I fled in a hurry and accidentally hid in a carriage that happened to be parked nearby."
"That carriage belonged to Shao Ling. Even though three years had passed, I still recognized him at first sight. It seemed that every time we met, I was in the most miserable state and in need of help. So even though we had met twice, he didn't really remember what I looked like."
"Later, through unremitting efforts, I was admitted to Wanbo College and became his classmate. Our friendship became deeper and deeper with the baptism of time, and eventually we became close friends who were indispensable to each other's lives."
"He has long forgotten the two times he helped me, and I didn't bring it up. But for me, those memories are as deep as a brand. No matter when and where he is in trouble, I am willing to do everything I can to protect him."
Song Yunfeng finally looked at Shen Yan again, his eyes filled with unquestionable determination and commitment.
However, Shen Yan felt mixed emotions. She wanted to remind him that the road ahead might make them rivals, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them. The friendship of youth is passionate and pure. Who would really believe the changes in the future?
Feng Shaoling, this name is like a gust of wind, carrying the uncertainty of change. She knows that people will change!
While Shen Yan was deep in thought, she did not notice the tension in Song Yunfeng's eyes or the changes in their intertwined hands. Now, he was holding her hand tightly, as if seeking support.
By the time Shen Yan came out of her thoughts, night had quietly fallen, and the dim lights in the room reflected a sense of tranquility and peace.
She gently patted the back of Song Yunfeng's hand, her tone firm but gentle: "There is an old saying that goes, 'When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry.' Song Yunfeng, after going through so much, your future must be bright and your road broad."
She stood up and lit the candle on the table. As the flames flickered, a rare hint of fragility flashed in Song Yunfeng's eyes. It was the expectation for the future, but also the uneasiness about the unknown.
So, are you willing to walk side by side with me through all this unknown?
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At night, under Shen Yan's care, Song Yunfeng drank the warm brown sugar porridge and swallowed two nutritious eggs. Shen Yan carefully helped him walk slowly in the house to prevent complications after the operation. His physical condition had obviously improved significantly. Except for a slight fever on the first night, he recovered quickly afterwards, showing a good physique.
But when dealing with personal privacy, Song Yunfeng insisted not to let Shen Yan intervene, and insisted that Yi Ge'er come to help. After all, he was a scholar, and he had to take his face into consideration.
When Shen Yan pulled up the curtain, even though she was broad-minded, she couldn't help feeling awkward. The curtain that originally separated them seemed to divide two independent spaces, and now, when she turned around, she was face to face with this handsome man. Moreover, her sleeping posture just now didn't seem very elegant.
"If I accidentally squeeze you at night, remember to wake me up immediately. If I don't respond immediately, just pat my face gently." There was a hint of shyness in his words.
Just a gentle pat? Shen Yan knew what kind of tenderness and dependence was contained in this simple action. In the night, the two hearts inadvertently moved closer.
How could it be possible... that he really wanted to do it? Her skin was as soft as tofu in early spring, and it seemed that she would blush shyly at the slightest touch.
"We agreed that we would only consider taking action when it's absolutely necessary and we really can't wake him up. Don't give me a 'surprise' right when you get here." Shen Yan warned half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Don't worry, I understand." Song Yunfeng replied obediently, and then lay flat on the simple bed, with his hands folded neatly on his abdomen, looking extremely docile. Shen Yan thought to herself that this might be the most cooperative patient she had ever seen in her career. She couldn't help but wonder how he could maintain such a quiet posture day after day, as if time was just a still painting to him.