The Rationalist's Marriage

Qiu Yuening went to the hospital again early the next morning, walked out of the elevator, passed the water room, and vaguely saw a figure in the corner, and looked closely at it was Lu Yang.

Feng Kaijuan is warm-hearted and treats Qiu Yuening's friends like her own child. This time she was sick, Lu Yang said he would come and see her when she was free.

But he didn't seem to go to the ward yet, he was crouching in a corner, holding a fruit bag in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, not knowing who he was talking to.

Lu Yang turned sideways to himself, his face was not very good-looking, showing impatience.As Qiu Yuening approached, he suddenly heard "Have you asked my opinion?" He hesitated whether to step forward; Lu Yang turned around, and the two met their eyes.

"I still have something to do, I'm hanging up." Lu Yang finished speaking on the phone, pressed the end call without any hesitation, and said to Qiu Yuening without waiting for him to ask, "Let's go, let me see Auntie."

Qiu Yuening had no choice but to "hmm", swallowed the doubts in his heart, and entered the ward together.

Feng Kaijuan had already woken up to take a shower, and her complexion was better today, and she was happy because she hadn't seen Lu Yang for a while.

"Xiao Lu is here?"

"Auntie, how are you?" He put down the fruit and asked with a smile.

"It's much better. I've been struggling like this for the past two years," she smiled helplessly, pointing to the stool beside the bed, "Sit down."

Lu Yang was not too polite, and sat talking with her: "It's hard to say about the body. A few years ago, my mother was also sick for a while, and then she paid special attention to eating, drinking, keeping in good health, and exercising properly... Gradually, it got better and better. Now I do square dancing every day, and I still learn that Baduanjin."

"is it?"

"That's right, just because it's not good now doesn't mean it won't be good in the future," he said, "you have to relax."

"Yes... I have nothing to worry about now." She said, looking at her son aside.Qiu Yuening didn't sit down, but poured a glass of water for Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's mind was active, talking and laughing with Feng Kaijuan, his whole demeanor was completely different from the moment he was on the phone in the water room.Qiu Yuening couldn't help suspecting that he had been wrong before.

After a while, Feng Kaijuan started the infusion, and Lu Yang bid farewell to the mother and son.Qiu Yuening sent him to the elevator.

"When will you fly again?" Lu Yang asked.

"In two days, what about you?"

"I'll be there in the afternoon. I'll help someone with a shift. See you later."

"Yeah." Qiu Yuening wanted to ask him if he was in trouble, but seeing Lu Yang's appearance, he didn't intend to continue.The elevator door closed in front of him, and he returned to Feng Kaijuan's room.

After the infusion of the upper fluid today, Feng Kaijuan did not lie down, but sat upright on the head of the bed.

"Mom, why don't you take a break?"

"I can't sleep anymore," she sighed softly, "Yuening, sit with mom."

Qiu Yuening wanted to shake the head of the bed, but Feng Kaijuan waved his hand to indicate no need.

"What's the matter, are you still uncomfortable?"

"No." She shook her head slowly, "I went to the hospital a few times, but I also looked away."

"Mom," Qiu Yuening frowned, "Are you thinking wildly again?"

"It's not cranky, and there's no need to be blindly optimistic," she changed the topic before her son answered, "Yue Ning, you and Xiao Ding are doing well, right?"

"Well," last night, they went to the noodle shop together, and after returning home, they sent each other messages and chatted on WeChat for a long time, "Mom, you don't have to worry."

"I understand...Xiao Ding, I am very relieved that the two of you are together, you——" She paused slightly, "Have you considered getting married?"

The expression on Feng Kaijuan's face was full of longing and worry.Facing such a mother, Qiu Yuening instantly guessed her knot.

She was afraid that she would not be able to wait until the day her son got married.

"Mom," his nose was sore, "you must be able to see me get married."

Feng Kaijuan turned her head and stared at the liquid slowly dripping from the plastic tube, "I'm just afraid... It would be great if you could get married earlier."

I had communicated with Ding Ye the night before, but Qiu Yuening had been seriously considering this matter.

However, he himself is a slow-moving person in terms of emotions. Before, Qi Ran chased him for several months, and it took half a year before he decided to get engaged.

The development with Ding Ye is much faster now than it was then, and he is worried that he is not fully prepared and cannot bear this responsibility.It would be unfair to Ding Ye and lack respect if he proposed marriage rashly just to comfort his seriously ill mother.

"Mom, let's take care of our illness first." He tried to make his voice as calm as possible. "When you take care of your body, you will be more energetic when you attend my wedding."

Feng Kaijuan finally smiled, although it was a bit forced.

"Let me peel an apple for you." Qiu Yuening didn't want to talk about himself anymore, and stood up from the stool. "The doctor said you can eat more apples."

"Ah."

Feng Kaijuan would not be able to leave the hospital for a while, so Qiu Yuening hired a nurse for her.

She didn't want to spend the money at first, but thinking of being in the hospital at night, her son and daughter were worried, and it would be more troublesome for them if they insisted on coming, so she finally agreed.

With his mother taking care of her personally, Qiu Yuening felt more at ease in continuing to work.The first flight after the vacation was an international flight, flying to Sydney, ten hours on the road, and more than one day of stay in the local area.

When Qiu Yuening landed overseas, Ding Ye was about to embark on a short journey.

The next day, a client held a wedding on the beach in the county seat. It happened that he had a friend who opened the bar over there and asked when it would be convenient to get together.

"Mr. Ding," the planner in charge of tomorrow's wedding told him, "Mr. Zhang's car is at seven o'clock in the morning, and he can take us there."

"You follow their car, I'll go today."

"Are you going by yourself?"

"Yeah." Ding Ye prefers to act alone, and he was originally an unplanned person. He went to the beach mainly to see his friends.

He didn't have much luggage, so he had already put it in the car. He ordered a takeaway in the office at noon, and was ready to go after a simple meal.

The subordinate opened the door for him, "Mr. Ding, I will contact you when I arrive."

"Okay." He walked down the steps, and an unexpected figure appeared in his vision.

The man was staring at the company's signboard in a daze, when he met Ding Ye's sight, he took a step back in shock, as if he had done something wrong and was found out.

"Are you Mr. Qi?" Ding Ye asked with certainty.

It was usually Qiu Yuening who communicated with him about the ceremony back then. He hadn't even added Qi Ran's WeChat account, but because of Qiu Yuening's relationship, he had a deep impression of Qi Ran.

Qi Ran collected himself and recognized the former planner, "Do you still remember me?"

"Yeah." Ding Ye didn't explain too much, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

He wandered in front of his company, Ding Ye didn't know whether he was in love with the scene, or wanted to have a wedding with someone.

"There is a need..." His eyes moved down, staring at the steps at his feet, "Do you think I still need it?"

"If it's about you and Mr. Qiu," Ding Ye said indifferently, "he has already told me. I'm sorry."

"You—" He raised his head in disbelief, "Have you met Yue Ning?"

"Well, we contacted the day before yesterday."

"Then he is looking for you—he has a lover again." Qi Ran said to himself, apparently thinking that Qiu Yuening's contact with Ding Ye was still for a wedding, a wedding with another person.

"Yes," Ding Ye didn't intend to correct the misunderstanding, anyway, there was no difference in essence, "I will organize another wedding for him."

After hearing this, Qi Ran stood there stiffly, neither speaking nor leaving.

"Mr. Qi, is there anything else?"

"Oh...no," he shook his head mechanically, realizing that he blocked the way to the door, "Sorry."

The parking lot was at the intersection more than ten meters away. Ding Ye walked there and looked back. Qi Ran went along another road and soon disappeared. It seemed that this meeting was just an illusion.

It's a little stuffy in the car.

Ding Ye opened a can of coffee, drank it in one gulp, and stepped on the accelerator to start the road.