diskusbooks Chapter 234 Worry
Chapter 234 Worry
It was late at night when I got home. The lights in the living room were still on. A family ethics drama was playing on the TV screen on the counter. Mother Zhou was sitting on the sofa with her eyes squinted.
Zhou Yian put his bag down gently and walked over to turn off the TV. "An'an, you're back."
Zhou Yian turned around and saw that his mother had already woken up. "Mom, it's so late, go back to your room and sleep."
"I was watching TV while waiting for you to come back, and I fell asleep while waiting. Are you hungry? I asked Auntie to leave some food for you."
Zhou Yian suppressed the bitterness in his heart and nodded, "I'm a little busy today and have to work overtime. Mom, you don't have to wait for me in the future. You should rest early."
When Mother Zhou heard that Zhou Yian hadn't eaten yet, she quickly maneuvered her wheelchair into the kitchen and said, "Old people don't sleep much, and I can't sleep anyway."
Seeing this, Zhou Yian quickly pushed the wheelchair out and said, "Mom, I can do it myself."
She went into the kitchen, heated up the reserved food and brought it to the table. Although she had not eaten dinner, she had no appetite at all when she saw the delicious food in the bowl.
She kept thinking about what Fu Shenyan said in her mind, and she was digging in the rice bowl with her chopsticks, eating very slowly.
Seeing Zhou Yian frowning and not eating, Mother Zhou asked in confusion: "An'an, is today's meal not to your liking?"
Zhou Yian realized this was not a good idea and quickly picked up his bowl and took a mouthful of rice. "No, it's just that there was a problem at work today and I was thinking about how to solve it."
"You still have to eat. You don't even know what time it is. If you overeat and damage your body and stomach, it will be troublesome if you develop a chronic disease in the future."
While scolding her, Mother Zhou picked up a spoon and served her food, fearing that she would not eat enough.
"Mom, did I always worry you when I was a kid?"
"You were so naughty when you were little. Whenever our family bought some fruit, you would bite this and that to see which one was sweeter."
"Another time, I was cooking, and in the blink of an eye, you pulled the flour off the chopping board, making the kitchen look like it had snowed, a white mist."
"And that time, when you were only three or four years old..."
When talking about this, Mother Zhou couldn't stop talking as if she had opened a box of chatterbox.
"Mom, was I that naughty during puberty?"
"No, it's strange. You were so naughty when you were little, but you've grown up to be very sensible. Other children have a rebellious period, but you don't."
"Then are you worried that I might fall in love too early during my teenage years?"
"No, I don't. Mom believes in you. You were very well behaved back then and told Mom everything."
After hesitating for a while, Zhou Yian asked anxiously, "Mom, do you know Lin Chuan?"
As soon as the name came out, Zhou Yian noticed that his mother's expression changed visibly, but she still pretended to be calm and asked: "Lin...Lin Chuan?"
"Ah."
"I haven't heard of him. Who is he?"
"Really? I don't know who he is. It's just that this name keeps popping up in my mind lately, but I don't have the slightest impression of it."
"I was wondering if it was someone I met before the accident who had a profound influence on me. Otherwise, I wouldn't keep thinking about this name."
"Mom, how did I get into the car accident?"
Mother Zhou looked up at the clock and said, "Hey, you've asked this question several times before. It's about the taxi you were riding in that was accidentally involved in an accident due to fatigue. It's too late, so I won't talk about it anymore. Eat quickly and get some rest afterward. I'm going in to sleep first."
Mother Zhou said as she steered the wheelchair into the bedroom. As she was about to enter the door, she quickly glanced at Zhou Yian out of the corner of her eye.
Zhou Yianquan saw Zhou's mother's reaction, and she was sure that Zhou's mother must be hiding something from her.
The night was long. In the dark room, Zhou Yian lay on the bed with her eyes closed but she was not sleepy at all. Her heart was obviously in pain and confusion, but she lay there numbly with a blank mind.
The sky gradually turned from black to white. Zhou Yian stayed awake all night. The unspeakable thoughts in her heart made her feel breathless.
"An An, have you not slept well recently?" Xu Zehao looked at Zhou Yian's haggard face. The dark blue eye sockets were very conspicuous, and there were many red bloodshot veins in his eyes.
Zhou Yian didn't say anything, but stared at Xu Zehao with his eyes wide open. He felt mixed emotions and felt heartbroken.
Confused, Xu Zehao stretched out his hand and swept it in front of her eyes, "Hey, what are you looking at? Are there any rice grains on my face?" He reached out and touched his chin and the corners of his mouth, then looked at his palms, but there was nothing on his hands.
Zhou Yian remained silent, but the next second she hugged Xu Zehao tightly. She buried her head in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and tears instantly fell.
"An An, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zehao stood motionless, gently stroking her back with his hands, letting her hug him like this.
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
"An An, how about...you don't go to work. Don't get me wrong, I'm not stopping you from going to work, I just don't want you to be so tired."
Zhou Yian looked up, and Xu Zehao's face came into his sight. He was so handsome, with sharp eyes, sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips, and skin as white as snow. His smile was so warm and healing.
"Xu Zehao, they all say that people with thin lips are the most heartless and unloyal, but why are you so affectionate?"
Xu Zehao chuckled and scratched her nose with his hand, "An An, where did you hear that? Whether someone is heartless or not is never determined by the lips, it is determined here."
Xu Zehao held Zhou Yian's hand against his heart and said, "An'an, my heart is filled with you. It was the heart that chose you, and I just followed its choice."
Zhou Yian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, suppressing the pain in his heart and forcing a smile.
"Xu Zehao, what if I were the heartless person, the unfaithful person, what would you do?"
"No, I believe you, you are not."
Zhou Yian smiled bitterly, "Xu Zehao, loving me is hard, isn't it?"
"Actually, I know everything you've been through. I misunderstood you before and made you suffer a lot. I'm sorry."
Xu Zehao frowned in confusion, "An An, are you hiding something from me? You seem a little strange today, saying all sorts of weird things."
"Loving you is something I did willingly. It wasn't hard for me, and you didn't feel sorry for me. I'm glad I persevered. We're getting married soon, and I'm very happy now."
"An An, don't keep thinking about the past. It's all in the past. Let's face the future together."
Facing Zhou Yian's uneasiness, Xu Zehao's eyes showed no blame, only heartache.