C38 Was It Against His Wishes

Don't say you're okay, there's nothing wrong.

Purple Garden was a lake floor in B City, the biggest lake in the vicinity of B City. In a row of villas, the people living here are basically very rich. That was a level that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to think about. Yan Xuan used his fingerprint to scan the entrance, and the car passed through the strict security of the neighborhood. Along the way. It went past the rockery fountain, the flowers and trees, the outdoor swimming pool, and a few villas and parked in the garage.

After getting out of the car, Lyi Yan supported Lyi Faang and waited for Yan Xuan to lead the way. Obviously, Yan Xuan had not recovered yet. Although he managed to straighten his back, his footsteps were unsteady. He only took a few steps before he started to pant.

The villa was divided into three levels. The living room, kitchen, bathroom, and guest room were at the bottom level. The second floor was the guest room, activity room, and bathroom. The third floor was the master bedroom and study room. There was a sun room on the balcony on the top floor. There were tables, chairs, and tea set. The room was very tidy and clean. The simple design and decoration seemed to be low-profile and luxurious. It mainly consisted of black, white, gray, blue and cold colors. At the same time, it gave people a capable and independent impression. It gave off a lonely and lonely aura, which was very compatible with the style of its owner.

Everyone changed into slippers at the entrance. Yan Xuan led them up to the second floor and to the activity room. When the door opened, the guitar on the entire wall was dazzling to the eyes. There were more than ten of them, all kinds of different colors, and they were gorgeous and resplendent.

Lyi Yan did not understand these musical instruments, but Lyi Faang did. Not only did he understand them, but he also loved them very much.

Lyi Faang let go of his daughter's support and slowly walked to the front of the guitar. Like a devout believer who was about to worship, his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement. More than 30 years ago, he was also a young and inexperienced youth. Because of a band, he fell in love with rock and roll, and from then on, it was out of control. That band was his first teacher, and also his favorite. One of them, he liked to collect everything related to that band. The most expensive one was the guitar that changed every event. It was a custom-made guitar that was full of personality. He could recognize it at a glance. When he was the richest, he once asked someone to buy one or two. However, the wall in front of him made him burst into an uproar and at a loss for what to do.

Lyi Yan silently looked at her father's expression and the brilliance in his eyes. That was a fanaticism that only people who were obsessed with music would have. She originally thought that the years and months were wasted and that her father who had returned from wandering had lost his former sharpness. Only now did she realize that the things that were engraved in her soul were imperishable and everlasting.

"What you like, she bought it for you." Yan Xuan stood by the wall and leaned slightly against it. He opened his mouth faintly.

"What? " Lyi Faang was shocked. These guitar were not candy. Not to mention the expensive price, it was not easy to buy them.

"It is indeed difficult, but she did it." Yan Xuan smiled lightly, as if the facts were better than words. " I don't really like rock and roll. That band is the heart of your generation. I'm not interested in them. If it wasn't for Aunt Wen, my family wouldn't have these. "

... "" Yan Xuan's words were irrefutable, but it was hard for Lyi Faang to believe that so many guitar were collected warmly.

"The first ten had witnessed that band for ten years. Aunt Wen asked someone to customize it. She wanted to give you a gift of forty years old, but she didn't have the time to give it away. You guys divorced. The last three were the guitar used for the last three concerts before the band disbanded, and two of them were custom-made. The last one is the original we bought after so much trouble."

... ""

" When we ordered the first ten, Aunt Wen was still considered quite rich. The last three were bought with borrowed money and returned in installments. When she passed away, there was only the last one because it was too expensive. The money hasn't been paid back yet, the rest will be gone."

"... " Why didn't she tell me all of this?"

"Don't ask me this question, ask yourself"

Lyi Faang was silent. He stared blankly at the wall full of guitar. No one knew what he was thinking. Yan Xuan also did not speak. He looked at Lyi Yan without a trace. Qi Mingyu was also looking at Lyi Yan. Compared to Lyi Faang's emotional reaction, they were more looking forward to Lyi Yan's reaction.

Lyi Yan silently lowered her head and subconsciously resisted the tenderness of the woman Yan Xuan spoke of. Her heart, which had been suppressed for eight years, was still cold, as if no matter what that woman did, it would not move her. Because in reality, when she was eight years old, that woman forced her father away. When she was ten years old, that woman committed suicide in front of her. She lived alone in someone else's house for eight years, so she could hide her feelings with a smile. But she wouldn't forget, and she didn't want to forgive.

"Yan Xuan, can I talk to you in private..."

"Okay, let's do it here."

After a long period of silence and suppressing all kinds of emotions, Lyi Faang was the first to speak.

Lyi Yan looked at her father worriedly. The latter smiled and nodded at her. After that, Qi Mingyu left the activity room first. Lyi Yan hesitated and followed him. The door of the room closed and Qi Mingyu invited Lyi Yan to the sun room on the roof.

"I heard that you will have the finals in three days?"

"... " Yeah. "

On the glass wall and the ceiling, Qi Mingyu and Lyi Yan could see the entire sky and the moon in the sunlit room at night. Qi Mingyu and Lyi Yan sat on the opposite side of the rattan chair and started to talk.

"How are the preparations? Are you going to sing Flower Blossoming ?"

"It's a song he wrote. It's very nice, but I think it'll be ruined by my singing."

"Why is he so unconfident?"

"It's not about your lack of confidence. I hate singing."

"Do you hate singing? But he said you like singing."

"It's my mom who likes to sing. He's mistaken."

He was very polite, but also sarcastic.

Qi Mingyu smiled. According to Yan Xuan's character of not saying anything, he had put in a lot of effort. It would probably take a long time for the little girl in front of him to understand. However, this was Yan Xuan's way of doing things, and also Yan Xuan and Lyi Yan's matter. He was only a doctor. He just needed to do what a doctor should do.

"Do you know, dislocation is worse than fractures? Fractures or fractures can be completely healed. But dislocation is not completely recovered. The joints in the rainy days are sore and unbearable, and you won't be able to play the instrument for a long time. Basically, his right hand won't be able to be used smoothly for a very long period of time."

... ""

" Last time, I told you about the death rate of digestive tract bleeding. In fact, the timely rescue and proper treatment can be completely avoided. However, after the bleeding point was stopped, the bleeding area of the internal organs would become fragile. Once the wind blows, it is very easy to relapse. His stomach was not good to begin with. If he stayed up late and drank a few more times in the future... I estimate that the chances of him bleeding again are more than 90%."

... ""

" Most people see him showing off, and very few people see his discomfort. For example, just now, I reminded you to take note, but did you notice that he was leaning against the wall? "

"I... I was thinking about something else."

"Mm, this is called the distraction method. He didn't want you guys to see him weak, so he would shift your attention elsewhere. If you were a little careless, he would have succeeded. Even I was fooled a few times."

... "I want to lose face and suffer."

"Hahaha, I originally thought so too. But later on, I gradually changed my view. Maybe you will in the future too."

"After the finals, Dad will go abroad for treatment. I might accompany him there or go back to G City. In the future... I don't want to have any more interactions with him. I can't play with him, so I want to avoid him."

"I have no right to interfere with your decision. I am just a doctor. At most, I will stand in his friend's position and say to you: He is not playing."

If the price of being strong was health, then was he still strong?

This conversation made Lyi Yan realize that although Qi Mingyu looked gentle on the surface, he liked to joke, but his bones were also terrifyingly deep. He used a sketch technique to say so much without any embellishments or guidance. It was nothing more than to tell her. Yan Xuan was also a person. He would feel pain and fatigue, but he did not say it out loud when he hid it.

He did not force her to do anything, but it strengthened her interest in Yan Xuan.

Lyi Yan did not know what her father talked about with Yan Xuan in the activity room, but when she saw her father walk out of the activity room, her eyes were slightly red. There were many things that she did not know and did not seem to want to know. She was used to placing that woman in such a position. She didn't want to change her current lifestyle and plans for the future.

Yan Xuan's situation was worse than she had expected. According to Qi Mingyu, that was because he was still busy with the company's matters while he was resting in the hospital. There was a constant stream of calls and visitors, and they were not honest. It was actually a little difficult for him to come out tonight. When he was about to leave, Yan Xuan's stomach spasmed very badly. Qi Mingyu fed him medicine and drank water, and let him lie on the bed to rest. They agreed to send Lyi Yan and Lyi Faang back to the hospital first, then bring a hanging bottle back to give him an infusion at home.

When they returned the way they came, Yan Xuan was missing in the car. They were speechless along the way. Their moods were different from when they came. They were more solemn.

Yan Xuan laid on his side, his left hand covering his abdomen, not daring to press down, waiting for the medicine to take effect. In a trance, the phone on the bed rang. He turned around and struggled to pick it up and put it beside his ear. He heard the guard's voice on the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Yan. There is a man who claims to be your father who wants to visit you. Oh, he said he has something very important to tell you about the finals."

"Yes, please let him listen to you." Yan Xuan smiled. Did that mean he was not allowed to refuse?

"Hello, Xuan."

"What a coincidence! How did you know I was at home? I thought everyone knew I was at the hospital."

... ""

"It seems like you are very concerned about me. Is there someone you planted in the hospital? Has he been following us?"

"I thought you would go back to the hospital with them, but in the end, you didn't."

"So you came to see if I'm dead?" Wang Yao asked.

"The scourge has been left behind for thousands of years. I'm not worried about that. Don't you want me to go in? Wang Yao asked. I don't know if you are interested in some matters regarding Lyi Yan."

"Of course I am interested. It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with you."

They were father and son, but they were not like father and son.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xuan sat up and slowed down the pain and dizziness. He smiled coldly.

There would be a battle between him and Yan Zhengyuan sooner or later. It didn't matter whether he won or lost. He just hoped that they wouldn't continue to torture each other endlessly.

"Yan, dad has something to say..."

"Dad, let bygones be bygones. It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. I will see if I can accompany you to America to treat your illness."

"Yan..."

"Dad, I'm so tired and want to sleep. If there's anything, let's talk about it tomorrow, okay? "

"... " Hmm, that's good too. I need to sort it out myself. "

That night, Lyi Yan was in a daze and did not know if she had fallen asleep. It was hard to tell exactly what she was thinking. She only felt that her mind was in a mess. All kinds of noises were noisy and disorderly. Finally, all of them ended with a dull thud. She frowned in discomfort. She felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. At this moment... The nurse's voice rang in her ears, telling her... She was having a high fever.

Three days later was the finals. She suddenly strongly rejected it. Perhaps Yan Xuan's plan was to rope her and her father in so that they could understand her mother's hidden love. However, it had the opposite effect, making her want to escape even more. She didn't want to touch it.