Chapter 686 - The Story of Yun An
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Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories
- An Zhixiao , Calm Understanding , 安知晓
- 787 characters
- 2021-04-11 07:35:44
Chapter 686: The Story of Yun An It was a silent night.
Ye Ling was sleeping soundly. Shen Qianshu had been beside him for a very long time. She got up and went downstairs to yell for Zhong Ran to come over.
I guess you should accompany me to the hospital,
Shen Qianshu said.
To the hospital?
It was always dawn.
Isn’t Yun An hospitalized? I’d like to visit him,
Shen Qianshu said.
Zhong Ran took a look in the monitoring room. Black Rose was not in the city, and she was very far away. He drove Shen Qianshu to the hospital, and fortunately, Yun An was awake. He was daydreaming with his phone in his hand as if he was waiting for a phone call from someone.
He was injured by shrapnel, and there were many stitches on his leg. Luckily, he had not hurt his bones. When he saw Shen Qianshu, he was very surprised. It was as if he was about to cry. The entire hospital ward was cold and chilly, and there was not even a stalk of flowers.
She had come late but not too late, so she bought a fruit basket by the road.
No one had actually come to visit him?
You’re okay, right?
No worries. Just a few stitches. The doctor said I’d be fine if I rest a while more. Nowhere else is hurt,
Yun An said and smiled.
Thank you, Qianshu.
She was the only person who had come to visit him.
I should have come to visit you in the afternoon, but I was busy with some matters, so I came a little late. Luckily, you aren’t asleep yet.
I’m having trouble falling asleep!
Yun An was a calm and reserved man. She had met him several times, and they interacted a little at work. They were not close friends, and they barely knew anything about each other, but she felt strange. Why would someone so nice not have anyone visit him when he was hospitalized?
Doesn’t he have any friends?
What about Li Chen?
She remembered that he was on very good terms with Li Chen at the jewelry competition.
Li Chen took good care of him.
Has the case regarding the explosion at the stone gambling competition been solved?
Shen Qianshu shook her head.
The news did not report about it. Seems like the case was handed over to criminal police from abroad. This time, many foreigners were injured, and it affected many.
Yun An nodded.
Thank you, Qianshu.
We’re friends. Don’t mention it.
Yun An smiled.
I don’t have any friends. You are my only one.
Shen Qianshu felt strange.
What about Li Chen?
Yun An shook his head lightly.
He isn’t a friend.
Shen Qianshu was understanding. Seeing that he was not in a good state, she did not speak much.
Yun An said,
I’ll tell you a story. I used to have a lover, and we were very loving. When I was with him, I was only seventeen years old. I was young and frivolous. I loved hard. I hated hard. I never understood how many disasters this love and hate could bring me. His family was a little special, but his background was firm. They disapproved of our dating, yet I was single-minded, and I insisted on wanting to grow old with him.
A few years ago, he lost his life. I did not even get to see him for one last time. His subordinate told me that he had gotten into a very serious car accident. Then, he left hastily. I begged that subordinate to let me see him one last time, but I never got to do that. For a few years, I turned crazy and wanton. I became ignorant, and all my friends left me. Until one day, I met someone. He was nice to me, and he always looked after me. He brought me out of the dark side so that I could lead a normal life again. I felt so lucky to have met a great friend, a confidante. We got along really well, and we never ran out of things to talk about. I saw my lover in him. I fell for it, and I almost thought that my lover had resurrected. I thought that he had always been by my side until recently. Then, I found out that…
Actually, he was my lover’s childhood friend. He had always had a crush on my lover. Before my lover passed away, he begged for him to look after me. From the beginning to the end, the person he loved was my lover and not me. It was as if God was playing a sick joke on me. I wished I had never met him… Tell me, how could there be such a tragic thing in the world?