Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Qin Yinan passed the milk to Song Qingchun. After she accepted it, he sat down on the sofa beside the bed.
Holding the warm milk in her hands, Song Qingchun raised her head to look at Qin Yinan with her bloodshot eyes, asking,
Brother Yinan, was…
Song Qingchun wanted to say ‘Su Zhinian’, and the words had reached the tip of her tongue, but before she could say it, her heart wrenched with pain, and her eyes started to water. She lowered her head in a hurry and gripped the glass in her hands tightly before she forced herself to continue in a slightly broken voice.
…it him who told you?
Qin Yinan knew the ‘him’ in Song Qingchun’s question referred to Su Zhinian.
Before he reached the restaurant, he had been curious what happened to her. When he saw the distraught state he was in, his curiosity had only intensified. He had many questions for her, like why was she crying? What happened between her and Su Zhinian?
However, when Qin Yinan looked at Song Qingchun’s shivering frame, he kept the questions to himself and answered truthfully with a nod.
He had a feeling the questions he had on his mind would make Song Qingchun sadder, so he chose to forget about them for now. Then again, he probably would not have gotten an answer even if he had asked. Song Qingchun, in that state, was in no mood to share. She merely took a small sip of the milk before returning it to him.
Qin Yinan did not force her. He accepted the practically untouched glass of milk and told her gently,
I’ve changed the sheets and cover, rest early.
Okay.
Song Qingchun wanted to smile at Qin Yinan, but her lips refused to curve upwards. She found herself unable to smile even if she wanted to.
She tossed Qin Yinan an apologetic gaze and said in a raw voice,
Brother Yinan, thank you.
Good night.
Qin Yinan smiled kindly at Song Qingchun before leaving the bedroom. As he closed the door, Qin Yinan added in consolation,
Song Song, don’t dwell on it.
The moment Qin Yinan closed the door, the tears started to fall once more. She didn’t want to dwell on it either… but she couldn’t help herself.
When she heard Su Zhinian tell her about Song Cheng, she was really deeply touched, and she threw caution to the wind and confessed to him. In her mind, the worst scenario was that he would reject her, and they wouldn’t able to be friends anymore. She had thought that she could suffer through that possibility.
However, when it really happened, she realized she had overestimated herself and had underestimated the depth of her feelings toward him.
Song Qingchun blinked continuously, and the tears in her eyes fell like rain.
She cried all the tears that could possibly be stored in her body out that night, and she thought she wouldn’t be able to produce anymore tears, but the tears kept on falling.
…
Qin Yinan stood outside his bedroom door and could hear Song Qingchun’s interrupted and muffled crying through the wooden door clearly.
At a point, through the tears, he heard her mumble a name. Even though the name was mangled by her tears and raw throat, he still managed to catch it.
Su Zhinian.
Even though he didn’t know for certain what had happened between her and Su Zhinian that night, he believed Song Song had truly fallen for Su Zhinian.
After he hauled her home when she drank herself into a stupor at MIX, she didn’t know this, but when he was taking care of her, in her inebriated state, she had mumbled Su Zhinian’s incessantly through the night.
