novelraw Chapter 339 - 180. Third brother, have you really woken up?
Chapter 339 - 180. Third brother, have you really woken up?
"Auntie’s condition has been quite good recently. She rarely loses control of her emotions, only occasionally causing a scene at night. When the weather is good, she comes to the yard to bask in the sun, which makes her very happy."The tea was hot, warming Nan Wan’s palms. She watched the mentally ill patients wandering freely not far away, her expression peaceful and gentle.
"Senior brother, I..."
"Liking you is my own business," Sheng Boyan seemed to know what she wanted to say. Despite the intense bitterness in his heart, he still smiled warmly, "I know I’ve missed the opportunity, so I won’t add to your troubles."
If he hadn’t gone abroad back then, perhaps there would still be a chance.
Nan Wan caressed the edge of the paper cup, her heart filled with complexity, but she also knew that saying anything was pointless.
When it comes to feelings, there’s no right or wrong. The world is filled with endless lovelorn men and women, all struggling in the abyss of unreciprocated love.
Her situation wasn’t much better.
Her lips curled into a bitter smile, "I owe you so much, it seems impossible to repay."
Sheng Boyan turned his head to look at her, then raised his hand to ruffle her hair, a gesture pure and devoid of any other emotion.
His voice was gentle and clear, "I never had an interest in business. My initial intent to study medicine was for my grandmother. Although she’s no longer here, I’ve never thought of giving up being a doctor. Staying at the sanatorium isn’t because of Auntie, it’s because I love this profession. Every patient is the same in my eyes."
Nan Wan certainly understood. He didn’t want to be a burden on her. How much of this was true or false, only he knew in his heart.
Previously, he always had this gentlemanly demeanor, never explicitly stating anything. She intentionally played dumb, knowing the truth.
But now that it was spoken, her mindset changed.
"How can there be someone as foolish as you..."
Sheng Boyan laughed out loud, "Wanwan, you’ve met the right person, someone who taught you to love yourself and see the beauty of the world. Even though that person isn’t me, I’m still very happy."
If that person were him, it would have happened three years ago.
Love doesn’t follow a set timetable. Mu Jin Huan came at the right time, and that’s more important than anything else.
Nan Wan didn’t know what to say for a moment. She pursed her lips and only after a long time did she speak, "Senior brother, there are many good girls. With your qualifications, you’ll definitely meet one."
"Don’t worry, I’m not stubborn. I won’t hang myself on just one tree. Time is so long, I probably won’t stay single forever."
Sheng Boyan’s tone was light, as if he were joking, and Nan Wan cooperated by laughing out loud.
The tea had gotten a bit cold, so Nan Wan set the paper cup aside. After chatting about various topics, she heard him ask, "Haven’t told him yet?"
Nan Wan didn’t immediately grasp what Sheng Boyan meant and turned to look at him.
Sheng Boyan gestured with his chin towards her abdomen. Perhaps because she was on the slender side, it wasn’t showing even after more than three months.
Nan Wan’s heart skipped a beat, and she slowly shook her head.
Nan Huaiyu just reminded her yesterday that there were only twenty-seven days left until the three-month deadline.
She didn’t know what Mu Jin Huan was planning, and Liu An wasn’t giving any useful information. She only knew he was extremely busy, even during those days in the hospital.
Moreover, her third brother hadn’t woken up yet.
After a moment of silence, she said, "I haven’t decided yet."
The person next to her lowered his gaze, his small face dull, seemingly trapped in a difficult decision-making situation.
Sheng Boyan looked at her, his voice gentle, "I don’t understand why you want to divorce him, but he is the father of the child and has the right to know."
Nan Wan forced a smile, her voice low, "Senior brother, I don’t want to."
She didn’t want to divorce Mu Jin Huan; she wanted to grow old with him, but reality was too cruel, and she couldn’t bear those losses.
...
Nan Wan returned to the hospital, not to the office but habitually going upstairs.
The elevator arrived at the floor where Nan Ze’s ward was. She walked step by step in that direction, stopping at the door, unintentionally looking through the glass on the door, her hand on the doorknob suddenly froze.
The sunset shone through the clean floor-to-ceiling window, casting an orange-yellow glow into the ward, creating a beautiful halo.
Shen Zhimei was lying on the hospital bed, seemingly asleep, her brows serene and beautiful.
And her third brother’s eyes were open, his chiseled handsome face still pallid from the long illness, his fingers gently caressing Shen Zhimei’s cheeks, his gaze honeyed.
Affection, and deep emotion.
[Third brother, have you really woken up?]
As if sensing her gaze, his eyes slowly turned in her direction.