Song Yansheng was both amused and annoyed, bending over and unable to straighten up. Shi Nuan looked on, feeling a bit guilty, her face flushed red.
Song Yansheng stopped talking, which made Shi Nuan even more worried, and she coughed lightly before asking, "Se... Second Uncle, are you... are you okay!"
"Do I look like I’m okay?"
"Nuannuan, you’re really something!"
Shi Nuan was even more at a loss for words.
But she had already done it, what could she do now? There was no turning back!
"...I didn’t do it on purpose."
These were the only words Shi Nuan could finally muster.
Song Yansheng sighed lightly and beckoned her over.
Shi Nuan blinked, puzzled.
Song Yansheng said, "Help me find a place to sit. It really hurts there!"
Eventually, she helped Song Yansheng over to a small pavilion nearby to sit down.
After resting for a while, Song Yansheng felt much better, but later when they were heading back, Song Yansheng complained that he felt discomfort, his walking was affected, and insisted Shi Nuan support him.
... Shi Nuan helplessly had no choice but to support him.
In her heart, she regretted a million times over, really feeling like she brought this trouble upon herself.
Back in the living room, Song Yansheng sat down, and Shi Nuan sat obediently beside him the entire time.
Her face was very red, and she couldn’t shake off that redness no matter what.
After sitting for about ten minutes, Yu Yao woke up from her nap and came downstairs, knowing beforehand that these young ones were going to visit Xiao Chuan in the afternoon.
Yu Yao didn’t stop them much, just told Song Yansheng to drive carefully.
After Song Yansheng responded, he took Shi Nuan’s hand and walked out with poise.
Shi Nuan looked at him in surprise: wasn’t he just unable to walk from the pain, and now he’s fine?
But upon closer inspection, Shi Nuan saw he was indeed walking with ease and nonchalance, showing no signs of discomfort...
It wasn’t until they got in the car and left under the watchful eyes of the Song Family Mansion’s servants that Shi Nuan couldn’t hold back her temper any longer and asked, "Second Uncle, are you... are you better now?"
Song Yansheng answered very directly.
Shi Nuan didn’t believe him: "When you were walking just now... I thought you seemed fine!"
"Didn’t want to worry Mother, so I forced myself to act like I was okay..."
After a while, he added, "I suspect I’m injured there, it really hurts... if you don’t believe me, I can take my pants off now for you to check!"
"No... there’s no need!"
Shi Nuan was startled, her voice trembling slightly.
Her face turned even redder.
In the rearview mirror, the man’s eyes were gentle, and he flashed a devastatingly charming smile.
All that lightheartedness vanished completely once the car entered the vicinity of Dongming Mountain.
Especially with each step closer to the Song Family Cemetery, the heaviness in their hearts increased.
When getting out of the car, Song Yansheng wanted to take her along to move forward together, but she stopped him.
Shi Nuan said, "Second Uncle, can we go separately to see Xiao Chuan?"
Letting Song Yichuan see them together, Shi Nuan didn’t know what she felt in her heart; she feared Song Yichuan would be sad.
Yes, that warm-hearted young man would surely be heartbroken.
Song Yansheng paused, softly saying, "...Alright!"
After that, Shi Nuan said nothing more and walked straight toward Song Yichuan’s tombstone. Her pace was slow but every step was incredibly firm, and she never looked back.
Behind her, the tall, towering figure of the man remained in place, watching her as she slowly walked away, a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes.