If I Have You, What More Could I Ask For In This Life? - Chapter 15.3
Translated by: Cherry
Just when she was feeling conflicted, the two people who were done talking returned.
“Hi, Sister Nurse,” His younger brother waved at her three steps away from her. She politely waved back and said, “Hi.”
“Pft,” His younger brother started to laugh, holding onto Yan Heng’s shoulder and saying, “Brother, your lover is so amusing. She’s suited to be a kindergarten teacher.”
Yan Heng pressed his lips together, obviously finding the childlike nature of Yisheng quite funny. He cleared his throat and told Yisheng, “Let’s send my younger brother back to the hospital first. After that, I’ll send you back home.”
On the way back, in a car.
“Hey, Sister Nurse, I’m Yan Yan. Gender male, likes females,” Yan Heng’s brother was sitting in the backseat, his body leaning forward, grinning at Yisheng who was sitting in the front passenger seat.
(T/N: In case you were wondering, the two ‘Yan’s in the brother’s name are not the same character. They are also pronounced a little differently)
Yisheng was a little speechless, “My name is Ye Yisheng, my gender is the opposite of yours, but what I like is exactly the same as what you like.”
Yan Yan stiffened and muttered in a low voice, “No wonder you like guys like my brother.”
A chestnut hit Yan Yan’s head and Yan Yan glared at Yan Heng, “I’m a patient, I need to be taken care of.”
“I’m taking care of you and giving you chestnuts to eat,” Yan Heng rolled his eyes at him.
Yan Yan asked Yisheng, “Sister Yisheng, do you think that I’m good at Blackjack?”
“My older brother is even better, he’s the one who taught me… Ah!” Yan Heng directly reached out his hand at Yan Yan and pushed him back on his seat. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll throw you out of the car.”
At that moment, the car happened to be in a place with very few people. Yan Yan instantly shut his mouth. After he pondered for a long time, he said, “Sister Nurse, is my brother this violent to you?”
“He’s actually a beast wearing clothes, right? When he removes his clothes, his original self is exposed.”
Yisheng instantly choked.
“Yan Yan, if you say one more word, I’ll make you get off the car instantly.”
“Okay, I’ll close my anus.”
“I’m surprised you know that your mouth stinks.”
“…” The person behind kept quiet. Yisheng could not help but laugh. She had not realized until now that her senior had this side to him. The truth was, she did not know him very well, she had always complained about her life to him, but had never asked him about his life before.
When they reached the hospital, Yan Heng ordered him to get off the car by himself and return to his ward. Yan Yan said his goodbyes to Yisheng unwillingly. After Yan Heng had left Yan Yan behind, Yan Heng sent Yisheng back home.
On the way back, it became very quiet suddenly. Yisheng looked at the side of his face and suddenly felt that the atmosphere had become very serious. He sent her to the entrance of the estate she lived in and stopped the car.
Yisheng picked up her bag and got ready to get off the car. Yan Hen suddenly asked, his voice very soft, “Yisheng, why did you act like this today?”
“Hm?” She took a while to react.
“Do you know? That one day, I’m worried that I’ll be unable to control myself anymore.”
She looked at him quietly.
“Your childhood friend is Song Anchen, right?”
She did not move.
“You still love him, right?”
She remained quiet, not moving at all.
“I understand, good night,” He smiled at her, his gaze returning to how it was before, a gaze that held the care that a senior had for a junior. Yisheng gritted her teeth and remembered Song Anchen’s words, “Go date someone.”
Her senior’s words caused her to overthink the meaning of his words, but she would not think lightly of herself either. She pressed her lips together and simply said, “Song Anchen is only someone I used to love.” After she said that, she got off the car and walked towards her house.
Yan Heng, who was left in the car watched her in a daze, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Yisheng was feeling very troubled. She sped up as she walked towards the building she lived in and saw a Bentley with its headlights on. A man was half-sitting, half-leaning on the front of the car, a cigarette in one of his hands as he rested both of his hands on the front of the car. His gaze kept flitting to some part of the building and he looked especially lonely. The cigarette in his hand was still lit up, and the ashes from the cigarette falling to the ground, there were a few cigarettes by his feet, and she suddenly thought of the boy who had been at the bicycle parking lots after Valentine’s day that year, smiling as he ate the chocolate she had given him. Gold paper scattered around his feet, the youth who had looked at her in anticipation.
This was someone she had once loved…