<h4>Chapter 228: Holding Onto Song Yunyang’s Hand</h4>


    “The assant was caught at the hospital immediately. He was said to be the son of Song Chuyi’s ex-colleague, Yan Kehua,” Changxin said while clicking her tongue. “I don’t know if Song Chuyi told you about this before. Yan Kehua was sentenced to jail for epting bribes from druggists. His wife and son were at the hospitalst week, begging Song Chuyi and blowing up this incident at the entire hospital. Rumor had it that the Song Family members framed Yan Kehua and when the sentence was announced, Yan Kehua’s son went to the hospital early in the morning in order to avenge his father. At first, he was loitering around the A&E; maybe he was targeting Song Chuyi. However, Song Chuyi happened to be on leave today, so he went to make trouble with Song Yunyang. Perhaps he heard that Song Yunyang was Song Chuyi’s sister. No one knew that a kid who was still in school could be capable of something like this. It was totally unexpected. When the kid was caught, he was still shouting out about taking revenge for his father.”


    Changxin felt scared after saying it. “My God, the youngsters these days are so rash; their thoughts are so extreme and violent.”


    Changqing was in a daze after hearing that. She would never dare to believe that Song Yunyang, who was sitting beside herst night, would be in critical danger all of a sudden.


    It was true too. No wonder Song Chuyi was so anxious at the airport earlier.


    If something were to happen to Changxin, she would definitely faint from anxiousness.


    “I think you should take a look at her at the hospital tomorrow,” Changxin said. “Although Song Chuyi didn’t tell you, it might’ve been because he forgot because he was too anxious.”


    “Mm, I know.”


    Changqing didn’t take it to heart anymore after the phone call with Changxin. Hence, she took the initiative to call Song Chuyi.


    This time, he picked up. His voice was pressed down low, revealing his suppression. “Changqing, I’m noting back to sleep tonight.”


    “Oh, I know. I heard from my sis.” Changqing also tried to press her voice low. “Keep Yunyangpany at the hospital. Don’t be too worried; Yunyang has saved so many people and she’s a good person. Nothing will happen to her.”


    “Alright...” He only said one simple word as though he didn’t want to say anything more.


    “Then I’lle over to visit her tomorrow. Do you need me to...” Before Changqing finished her sentence, Song Chuyi’s voice suddenly trembled. “Changqing, I’ll have to hang up first. Something is going on here.”


    The phone was hung up in a jiffy.


    Changqing looked at the hung-up call in a daze.


    She was a little unhappy. However, since he was suddenly so anxious, could it be that Song Yunyang was in critical condition?


    The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.


    The moment the day broke at eight the next day, she drove to the hospital.


    She had already found out the location of the ICU from Changxinst night. When she reached the floor, she could see Song Chuyi in the distance, sitting by the door of the ward with his head slightly tilted to the side, dozing off.


    Seeing this situation, Changqing heaved a sigh of relief. Song Yunyang didn’t pass away.


    She rushed over with breakfast quickly. Afraid to disturb him, she sat beside him softly.


    However, the moment she sat down, he woke up in rm. When he opened his eyes, Changqing could see the blood vessels in his eyes.


    She was palpitating with fear as she asked softly, “Is she alright?”


    “I don’t know; we’ll have to see if she can wake up.” Song Chuyi sat up straight and nced at the ICU. His voice was dry and hoarse.


    “Have some breakfast.” Changqing opened the paper bag. “Auntie Zhang made it. You have to eat something to have the energy to wait.”


    “I don’t have any appetite now.” A dark shadow shed past the depths of Song Chuyi’s eyes.


    “You still have to eat a little even if you don’t have the appetite. Eat some.” Changqing deshelled an egg and put it by his mouth.


    He looked at her gravely before eating the egg and drinking half a bottle of milk.


    Just then, a few doctors walked over in a rush.


    He ced the milk down immediately and went over. “Dr. Chang...”


    “The patient seems to have signs of consciousness.” Dr. Chang walked in.


    Song Chuyi put on a sterile coat and followed in hurriedly.


    Changqing stood at the window outside, holding the food as she watched Song Chuyi bending down as he stood by the bed, holding on to Song Yunyang’s hand. The two doctors at the side were talking to Song Yunyang. However, she seemed to be in a semi-conscious state.


    Changqing watched the anxious Song Chuyi in a daze. For some reason, she felt a weird feeling surfacing in her heart.


    She felt that something was off but couldn’t put her finger on it.


    She really didn’t understand. When Song Yunyang first appeared, Song Chuyi didn’t really seem to care about her and was always very cold towards her. At first, she thought the two of them weren’t really close. Now, it seemed that they were.


    Something happened to Song Yunyang and Song Chuyi kept watch over her for the entire night. Even Song Chng, who was very close to Song Yunyang, wasn’t around.


    Could it be that in the Song Family, Song Yunyang was the closest to Song Chuyi?


    However, why did things appear so cold between the two of them?


    “Yunyang seems to be alright...” A man’s soft sigh suddenly came from behind her.


    Changqing felt a chill down her spine. She turned around and didn’t know when Song Chng had been standing behind her. His expensive navy blue shirt was filled with creases and he didn’t shave either. The face that was slightly simr to Song Chuyi’s revealed a sense of decadence. However, at that very moment, his eyes were focused on the person inside. There was a sense of gratification and mncholy seeping through his eyes.


    It was the first time Changqing saw Song Chng like this. He seemed to want to enter but didn’t dare to.


    Changqing felt as though she had seen a ghost. Was Song Chng talking to her or talking to himself?”


    “She... should be awake.” Changqing still squeezed out a line hesitantly.


    Song Chng lowered his head and finally focused his gaze on her face. His gaze was slightly cold.


    Changqing felt unnatural. “I’m here to visit her... however, I think you might not want to see me. I’ll leave right away.”


    “Hold on.” Song Chng turned his face away and his clean, short hair-cut made his features look even more apathetic. “Let’s have a talk.”


    “There’s nothing to talk about between the two of us. Don’t you just want to ask me to leave Song Chuyi?” Changqing pouted. “Don’t you get sick of saying it yourself? I’m already sick of hearing it.”


    Song Chng frowned. “No. I want to show you something.”


    “I don’t want. You threw me on an empty road before; I’m not so stupid to follow you again.” Changqing stared at him closely with her guard up.


    “I won’t this time.” Song Chng’s face was taut. “It’s just downstairs, in my car.”


    “I’m not going to go,” Changqing said. “I can’t say for sure; you might put me in a bag after I get to your car then you’ll kidnap me and throw me into a river. Then I wouldn’t be able to escape even if I wanted to.”


    Song Chng: “...”


    What a vivid imagination. How fearsome was he exactly in her heart?


    “No, it’s something to do with Chuyi’s past.” He finally said.


    Changqing’s gaze was fixed and she became uneasy.


    “Don’t you want to know why Chuyi cares so much about Yunyang?” Song Chng looked into the ICU. Inside, Yunyang had already slowly regained consciousness. Song Chuyi smiled dly. That smile extended from the tip of his eyebrows. Changqing never seemed to have seen him smile like that before.


    She suddenly had this thought: Does Song Chuchu still remember that his wife is still standing outside?


    “Let’s go.” Song Chng turned around.


    Changqing didn’t know whether she should go or not. However, her legs still stepped out subconsciously.


    When they were in the elevator down, the two of them didn’t talk.


    When they reached the car park, the moment Changqing saw Song Chng’s car, she hesitated in her steps. She squeezed out a stiff smile and said in a half-joking manner, “What did you mean by your words before? Don’t tell me you’re going to say that Song Chuchu used to like Yunyang?”


    Song Chng paused in his steps. He turned back to look at her but didn’t say anything, continuing forward. When he was in front of his car, he opened his car door and retrieved a photo album from inside and passed it to her. “Take a look. Yunyang has been carrying this photo album around with her.”


    Changqing lowered her head. It was a very old photo album. The picture on the front was the Eiffel Tower. However, certain parts of the tower were already blurred with scratches.


    Her premonition grew stronger and for a moment, she wanted to leave, but she still flipped it open. On the first page, there were two boys and a skinny little girl. From the vague features, she could tell that it was the Song brothers and Song Yunyang. Further down the pages were photos of all three. Even further back, Song Chng was slowly absent in the photos. Changqing flipped over to the next page and was stunned.


    In the yellowed photograph, the background seemed to be a Ferris wheel. Song Chuyi was hugging Song Yunyang and the two smiled very sweetly like a couple passionately in love.


    At that time, Song Chuyi’s hair was slightly long and he looked quite feminine. His features were not cold but vibrant and happy.


    Meanwhile, Yunyang had a head of long, ck, straight hair. She was wearing her school uniform and her profile looked a lot like Guan Ying.


    In a vague moment, she seemed to have understood it all.


    She looked nkly at that photograph.


    Song Chng leaned against his car and lit up a cigarette. “Go on.”


    Changqing seemed to have woken up from a dream and went on flipping. The two seemed to have grown older, and after that, the two were wearing white coats. The background was an American-style building. Further back, Song Chuyi, who was in his twenties, was carrying a surfboard in his left hand and had his right arm around Song Yunyang, standing in the middle of the beach. Song Yunyang’s lips were touching his face...


    If one were to say they were hugging each other earlier because they were siblings, this photograph needed no exnation.


    Changqing blinked. The zing sun shone on her and she felt as though ayer of skin was going to peel off. It was burning every part of her, and for a split second, she felt that she would definitely faint from the heat. However, she didn’t. Aside from her face bing paler, she actually pulled through it miraculously.


    Song Chng looked at her in shock. He had always thought that she was stupid and dumb, like a woman who had been living in an ivory tower every day, not knowing anything and not using her brain to think.


    He also thought she would burst out into tears and kick up a fuss when she found out the truth but... she didn’t.


    She was unexpectedly calm.


    He took a deep puff and said gloomily, “You should know everything now. The reason Chuyi got together with Guan Ying wasn’t that he liked her but just because... Guan Ying looked a lot like Yunyang during her student years. Therefore, he wasn’t upset at all when Guan Ying cheated on him. He was only angry because he lost face. He married you because he knew that Yunyang would being back this year. He wanted her to give up on him, so he married you. He doesn’t like you at all. He just wants to bring me and Yunyang together.”