Translator:
Lonelytree
Editor:
Millman97
Yesterday, when Song Qingchun overheard the conversation between Song Menghwa and Uncle Zhang, yes, her heart had broken, but it had not crossed her mind that she would fulfil his wish so soon.
After she woke up from the fainting and asked Qin Yinan who it was that called him, she was frankly hoping that it would be Su Zhinian who had contacted him.
With the truth displayed right before her, she only then realized how heartless the man who hurt her was. She was sad, but beyond that sadness, there was an epiphany.
After that fever, she felt like her mind was fresher and brighter. She had finally seen the light. He was completely emotionally unattached to her. Even if she had felt it before, it was not meant for her but someone she had the misfortune of resembling.
When Qin Yinan was busying him with washing the dishes, she had sat in the living room, and many thoughts had crossed her mind. The love that she wanted would never be hers, so all she had left was her family; she could not disappoint her family.
She was Song Menghwa’s last concern in this world. She really did not want him to go, but the matters of life and death were beyond her control. However, what she could control was whether or not to be a filial daughter, to not let him worry too much in his twilight years. She had always been his constant source of worry ever since she was a little girl, and it was time to grow up.
She knew it was wrong to finagle her Brother Yinan by pleading to his kindness, but she did not care about it anymore. Song Menghwa’s days in this world were numbered, so numbered that she did not have the time to forget Su Zhinian, meet someone new, fall in love, and get married.
She knew that she was being very unfair to Qin Yinan. There was no reason for him to put the rest of his life on hold simply because she wanted to please her father’s dying wish. He could very easily find himself a beautiful wife and walk down the aisle with his actual love. However, Qin Yinan was the only option that she could think of. Furthermore, Song Menghwa was already under the impression that Qin Yinan was her boyfriend.
Song Qingchun did not know how to take Qin Yinan’s lengthy silence. She was unsure whether he was stunned by her sudden proposal or thinking about how to reject her.
She did not interrupt him and waited patiently. There was a stretch of silence inside the car that lasted for about ten minutes before Song Qingchun said softly,
Brother Yinan, if you think this is too much of an inconvenience, I understand. Feel free to say no, I can go on dates…
When Qin Yinan heard the last sentence from Song Qingchun, his heart twitched with pain. Isn’t she in love with Su Zhinian? But in spite of everything, she still has to marry someone else; her heart must be weeping, right?
Brother Yinan, I know you wish to help me as a friend, but that does not mean that you have to agree to this favor, so…
Song Song…
Before Song Qingchun could finish, Qin Yinan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. Song Qingchun stopped talking and looked at Qin Yinan quietly.
Qin Yinan stared at the Chinese parasol tree outside the car window. His Adam’s apple moved up and down twice, like he was figuring out how to proceed before turning to look into Song Qingchun’s eyes, adding,
…If what you said just now is a decision you made after you’ve considered all else, then I agree.
This time, it was Song Qingchun who was shocked.
Qin Yinan’s soft-spoken voice repeated,
I agree, let’s get married.
