Pei Yining, anxiously and worriedly focused, couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the microphone as she thought surely her brother’s legs would heal, yet she feared something unexpected might happen.
Wan Hongxing, who had been busy, stopped what she was doing and sat down on the sofa next to her, listening intently to Pei Yining’s phone call.
Hearing his words, Pei Yining couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "Cheng Hao, I’m not joking with you, how is my brother really?"
"Tsk, Little Yining, just a moment ago it was Brother Cheng Hao, and now it’s just Cheng Hao!"
Cheng Hao’s voice came through the phone, tinged with loss as he persistently said, "The gifts—why isn’t there one for me?"
Cheng Hao’s mind must have been waterlogged, why was he so fixated on the gifts?
Having listened for a while and not hearing Pei Yining’s voice, Cheng Hao said, "If you don’t respond, I’m hanging up the phone. Anyway, Yicheng is still in Xi Province, and we can’t contact him since there’s no phone."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yining took a deep breath and quickly intervened, "Brother Cheng Hao, please don’t hang up the phone."
Cheng Hao, looking at the crowd outside the phone booth, grinned and said, "That’s more like it. I’m your brother after all. How could you be disrespectful?"
Pei Yining curled her lips and explained, "It’s because you got a girlfriend, right? What if I sent gifts and your girlfriend misunderstood?"
"You are Yicheng’s sister, which makes you my sister. My sister sending me gifts, what’s there to misunderstand?" Cheng Hao replied without a second thought, feeling relieved upon hearing Pei Yining’s explanation.
He knew he hadn’t offended Little Yining.
"Next time when sending gifts, make sure to not forget me," Cheng Hao reminded. He then spoke about Pei Yicheng and said that Pei Yining would need a few more months of treatment in Xi Province.
Pei Yining stood up excitedly, her face beaming with an enthusiastic and thrilled smile. She said, "I knew it, I knew my brother’s legs would definitely heal."
"What’s my brother’s condition right now?" Pei Yining asked urgently, wishing she could sprout wings and fly to Pei Yicheng’s side.
Though Wan Hongxing could not hear the voice on the phone, from Pei Yining’s answers, she learned that Pei Yicheng’s legs could be saved. She clasped her hands together, eyes brimming with excitement, and leaning forward, she whispered in Pei Yining’s ear, "Xiaoning, quickly ask for your brother’s detailed address."
What use was the detailed address?
Pei Yining thought, but still went ahead and, holding the phone, noted down Pei Yicheng’s address from a notebook beside her.
"Aunt Wan, I have the college entrance examination coming up, and I can’t visit my brother," Pei Yining mentioned regretfully. When returning to Ningbei, her brother had fervently instructed her to focus on her studies and not to miss any class.
"Your father and I can go," Wan Hongxing responded.
While watching TV, Pei Yijian immediately ran over and said, "I also want to visit Yicheng."
"You still have school, what’s the excitement about?" Wan Hongxing said, half laughing, half crying, as she looked at her ten-year-old son. "You should stay home and focus on your studies; don’t disturb your brother. He’s treating his legs."
"I miss Yicheng," Pei Yijian said unhappily, pouting, "Yicheng hasn’t taught me boxing for a long time."
"Yeah, our Little Yijian hasn’t seen his brother for a year," Wan Hongxing said, stroking Pei Yijian’s hair. Owing to her, Pei Yicheng also wasn’t fond of Yijian.