Chapter 86: Changqing, We’re Husband And Wife
Chapter 86: Changqing, We’re Husband And Wife
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Changqing was stumped for words. She suddenly gained a newfound respect for her sister. Initially, when she enrolled for university, Yan Lei saw that his eldest daughter enrolled for medicine and also persuaded Changqing to do the same, but she felt that medicine was too horrifying and refused to do so. After that, she was scouted by a magazine to shoot a few sets of portraits and when that issue was published, Changqing grew interested in the entertainment industry and so, she entered this industry by accident. Actually, in comparison, she didn’t have many plans for her life.
"I didn’t mean it that way." After a long while, Changqing started, "Maybe every person has a job they like."
"This career has nothing to do with passion." Song Chuyi turned his face away lightly. His eyelashes were long.
Changqing was astounded. "If you don’t like it, why did you study medicine?"
Song Chuyi walked to the living room and took an orange from the coffee table, peeling it while saying, "When I was 12, my grandfather was diagnosed with a brain tumor. It was malignant. The first surgery went quite well and could be considered successful but his condition relapsed within two years. On top of that, he had high blood pressure and diabetes. Not long after the second operation, there were several times when he was in critical condition. Those days, I often saw him going through several treatments and they were painful. There were many times he told us to stop saving him, that he couldn’t hang on anymore. He passed away not long after that. I was furious then. I thought my grandfather’s passing was due to the incompetence of the doctors. I always thought that if my skills were better than those doctors, my grandfather wouldn’t have passed away. After that, I went to study medicine after high school so I could prove that."
Changqing didn’t speak for a long time. This Song Chuchu felt like a stranger. There was a slight nostalgia and melancholy in his aloof gaze when he spoke.
He must’ve been very upset when his grandfather passed away.
She suddenly felt a little bad. Perhaps she shouldn’t have said those words so carelessly just now.
"Actually, my mom also passed away from illness but I was too young then and I didn’t know anything. When I was aware, I already didn’t have a mom," Changqing said melancholically. "But my sister is a few years older than me. She hated the fact that illness took my Mom’s life away, so she chose to study medicine."
"Everyone has a different goal in studying medicine." Song Chuyi peeled off the pith of the orange. "Some people just feel that doctors are highly-paid and well-treated, but some also sincerely feel pride in performing the work of a doctor."
"What about you? Do you also feel pride in this work?" Changqing lifted her head up and happened to see the perfect angle of his chin.
Song Chuyi’s lips tugged. "At first, it was just to prove that those doctors were useless. In the end, when it was my turn, I realized there are some patients you feel helpless about. You’re not God after all. When my first patient passed away in my hands, I wanted to give up until I saw that many patients recovered from the medicine I prescribed when I did outpatient work and I felt satisfaction in the work of a doctor. As a doctor, when you see your patients recover one by one under your surgical knife, the sense of satisfaction is the reason I persevered in this line of work. Perhaps your sister is like that too. If she does it only because she hated that illness took your mother away, it would be impossible for her to persevere for a long time because it’s too tiring and difficult doing this work."
He lowered his head and started splitting the orange and placed half in her palm. "Those things on the computer disgusted me too initially. When I first got into contact with dissection, I vomited every day from the disgust. After that, I met a coroner and only then did I realize that their jobs are even more horrifying. However, there are still many people who need coroners just like how people need doctors the most right now."
After saying his piece, he looked at Changqing who was in a daze and curled his lips. He bit the other half of the orange and returned to his room.
Changqing was really shocked by that.
In her heart, Song Chuyi, an old gangster who only knew how to kiss her forcefully and
Too noble, simply too noble.
He was simply as noble as those scientists who made great contributions to mankind.
Also, Song Chuchu was simply the purest and holiest among all the doctors.
Comparing him to herself…
Changqing suddenly started to doubt her career and life.
Should she have listened to Yan Lei and studied medicine back in those days? However, after thinking about the image on the computer just now, she shuddered. It was too disgusting.
She looked at the orange in her hand and didn’t have the appetite to eat it.
At night, Changqing tossed and turned alone. After finally falling asleep, she suddenly had a horrifying and disgusting nightmare.
When she woke up, she was drenched in sweat and she quickly switched the lights on. She still felt scared.
After a few internal struggles, she finally carried her blanket to the couch in the living room.
Robben heard the commotion and woke up immediately, running to the couch to squeeze in with her.
Changqing hugged the chubby doggy with satisfaction and only then did she not feel as scared.
At tin the morning, Chuyi got up to pour a cup of water and saw a human and dog curled up in a ball and frowned as he couldn’t bear to look straight at that sight.
He walked over and took Robben away straightaway.
Changqing was woken up by that and squinted her eyes unhappily at the sudden tall figure that appeared in front of her with messy hair.
"Should I just get a bigger kennel for you and Robben on the balcony?" Song Chuyi mocked with his extremely black face.
Changqing sat up in a puff. "You think I wanted to sleep hugging a dog? It’s all because…"
"It’s all because?" Song Chuyi raised his brow.
Changqing’s face blushed and she lowered her head. "I’m scared… when I saw those things on your computer, I had a nightmare and I didn’t dare to sleep alone in my room."
She sounded delicate and her body in her pyjamas was also delicate.
Song Chuyi bent down and suddenly lifted her up horizontally.
Changqing got a shock and when she came to her senses, she realized he was carrying her back to his room. She screamed, "What are you doing?"
"Aren’t you scared? I’ll sleep with you." Song Chuyi lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling.
"I’m not going to your room; your room is too horrifying." Changqing struggled. His room really felt traumatic right now.
"… Then…. to your room." Song Chuyi turned around.
When her room door was pushed open, Changqing was once again assaulted with shyness. Her two legs kicked around his hands. "I don’t want to, I can sleep on my own. I’m no longer scared."
"That won’t do. I don’t want my wife to hug a dog to sleep in the middle of the night again. If you want to hug someone, it’d better be me." Song Chuyi placed her down on the bed and casually pushed the bear that took up a huge space on her bed onto the floor. His body quickly replaced the position of the bear.
He held Changqing in his embrace and when she heard the word "wife," she turned away even more nervously and bashfully.
Song Chuyi loosened his grip on her but quickly pulled her back to cuddle. To make her more obedient, he bit her earlobe and warned her in a nasty tone, "Go to sleep quickly. If you don’t, I’ll do something to you."
His heated breath on her earlobe made half of Changqing’s body limp.
She suddenly didn’t dare to move; she didn’t even dare to breathe heavily. In her head, she was thinking of the real meaning behind "do something to you." Could it be…
Her face heated up silently.
Ten minutes later, Changqing heard steady breathing from behind her. She thought he was asleep and moved her body slightly, trying to escape from his arms.
In the end, the moment she moved, she heard Song Chuyi’s voice by her ear again. "Why are you still not sleeping?"
Changqing was distressed. "I don’t feel very comfortable with you hugging me. I can’t sleep."
"In that case…" Song Chuyi’s tone raised and he suddenly deepened his voice again. "Then… why don’t we do something that would help you sleep?"
His tone teased Changqing and made her muddleheaded, asking before even thinking carefully, "What is it?"
Just as she finished her last syllable, Song Chuyi’s body moved suddenly. Changqing opened her mouth and her enticing lips, like the orange peel, were sealed by him.
"We can’t…"
"Why not? We could before." Song Chuyi held her waist and pulled her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her.
His kiss was like a gust of fresh air and Changqing, this fresh stalk of grass with no experience, was soon soft and limp, allowing this gust of wind to blow through her skin.
It was only when she felt a cooling sensation on her body that Changqing suddenly quivered. She lowered her head and saw that her shirt had already disappeared.
She froze and shrunk into the blanket to hide. "Song Chuchu, I’m scared…"
The look of those amorous eyes, moist and quivering, only made Song Chuyi move closer to her and kiss her red little face, saying gently, "Changqing… we’re husband and wife…"
Changqing’s heart felt like it suddenly stopped. She stared blankly at the bright and burning eyes above her and said weakly, "But we’ll be getting a divorce in a year…"
"But… I don’t feel like divorcing. How about that…" Once his husky voice trailed off, the nerves in Changqing’s brain hurt as though they exploded.
In the dark kennel.
Robben was grumbling about his master silently. At that moment, a soft, meek voice like a mosquito sounded from the silent room.
Robben immediately stuck up his ears to listen for a while and took quick strides with his little feet towards his mistress’s room door.
Right, this is where the sound came from.
That sound sounded quite pitiful.
Robben scratched at the door anxiously.
It was ignored. Not long later, sounds of sobbing came from inside.
"Song Chuchu… it hurts… I think let’s forget it today…" Changqing shut her eyes tight, begging pitifully. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. The sound of a man’s heavy breathing and panting was heard by her ear.
Song Chuyi exuded a sense of malice. His dark pupils shot her a look of irritation for a while. He got up, put his pants on and walked out without a word.
The bathroom door was slammed shut. Changqing quickly wrapped herself up in the blanket as if relieved from a burden.
Since she was young, aside from the stitches she got on her knee from a fall when she was young and naughty, she had never experienced such pain. It was as though she was going to die.
Changqing sniffed and she buried her face in the pillow, silently wiping her face dry. What the TV and novels said was all fake, but why were there still so many people who were passionate about these things? Could it be that there is a problem with her?
This thought flashed past her mind and Changqing shook her head vigorously. That was impossible.
She was very normal, extremely normal, just…
Changqing bit her fingers.
She suddenly thought of something and quickly dragged her sore body out of bed and locked the door from the inside.
After five to six minutes, Song Chuyi came out from the bathroom. He turned the doorknob. It was locked. His face sunk and he knocked with all his strength. "Yan Changqing, open the door."