If I Have You, What More Could I Ask For In This Life? - Chapter 7.2
Translated by: Cherry
She wandered in the corridor for some time and she thought that the two of them in the room must be done with their kissing, right? She returned to the duty room and saw that only Zhao Jixiang was left inside. Zhao Jixiang seemed to have waited for Yisheng for a very long time. She saw Yisheng, who had just entered the room, and hurriedly waved her hand to call her over, “Your phone has been ringing for a long time.” Yisheng was stunned and took out her phone from the drawer and checked the missed calls. It was from her senior.
She sent a message, “Why is senior trying to contact me?”
After she sent the text message, Yisheng thought about how she should change her number. She had kept using a foreign number and could not even bear to make a phone call.
After a while, she received a text.
“I heard that you’re on duty today. Do you want me to send you home?”
Yisheng replied, “There’s no need, I can go back myself. Senior, you can go do whatever you need to do.”
Another text arrived, “Alright, take care on your way back.”
Yisheng did not reply anymore. She put her phone back into the drawer and began to flip through that thick book, ‘Medical Care’, again. Zhao Jixiang, who was sitting next to her stretched out her neck and asked, her expression full of curiosity, “Yisheng, I want to know, do you have a boyfriend?”
“Hm? I’m obviously the type of person that doesn’t have a boyfriend.”
“Hehe,” Zhao Jixiang suddenly laughed slyly. Yisheng moved away from her, feeling uncomfortable, “Zhao Jixiang, what are you thinking of doing?”
“Yisheng ah, we’re already 25 years old,” Zhao Jixiang got close to her again and squeezed into her personal space, sharing a chair with her. Zhao Jixiang placed an arm around Yisheng’s shoulder and said, “Time doesn’t wait for anyone. In the theories made by many people, we are considered junior leftovers. We still dare to continue fighting for men, so we’re also called the ‘Leftover Fighters’.”
Yisheng narrowed her eyes, “What exactly do you want to say?”
“It’s Sunday tomorrow, I’ll bring you on a blind date,” Zhao Jixiang said quickly.
“What? A blind date? I won’t go,” Yisheng widened her eyes, hurriedly turning her head away to ignore Zhao Jixiang.
Zhao Jixiang continued to stick to Yisheng, pulling on Yisheng’s arm and shaking it, “Let’s go, let’s go, just take it as you’re accompanying me there.”
“Eh? Don’t you already have Xiao Zhuozi? Why are you still going on a blind date?”
“My Mom doesn’t know that I have a boyfriend, she helped me find a blind date partner and asked me to go tomorrow. My life is so hard!” Zhao Jixiang started to act pathetic.
Yisheng gazed at the sky for a long time, “If it’s to accompany you, I can consider going for it.”
“Aiya, Yisheng is the best, muacks~” Zhao Jixiang was also happy and directly kissed Yisheng’s face.
“You left saliva on my face,” Yisheng hurriedly wiped her face and pushed her away from her seat, allowing Yisheng to occupy her whole chair again without having to squeeze.
Zhao Jixiang walked away without complaints or regrets, even winking at Yisheng. Yisheng chuckled, then begun to flip through ‘Medical Care’, bored. However, her thoughts had suddenly returned to what Zhao Jixiang said about leftover women. She was 25 this year and had officially entered the ranks of leftover women. In her present state, how could she open her heart and look for a boyfriend? She was worried and pulled at her hair in annoyance. Sigh, it was a tragedy.
(T/N: Leftover women is the Chinese term for women that are above a certain age and are believed to be ‘leftover’, such that they would not be able to find a husband. It’s quite an… old-fashioned kind of thinking)
When her shift ended, the next shift of nurses replaced Yisheng and Zhao Jixiang. Zhao Jixiang was naturally taken away by her ‘escort’. Yisheng sent the lovey-dovey couple off with her gaze and pursed her lips, walking out of the hospital with a feeling of emptiness. She shuffled her feet and lowered her head, looking quite downcast. Suddenly, there was the sound of a car honking behind her, she instinctively gave way and took a look at the car.
Ah, the license plate number is five ‘8’s! Isn’t this the Bentley that had splashed her with water on her first day of work? That car suddenly stopped in front of her and the car window was lowered. Song Anchen told her, “Get in the car.”
It was at this moment that Yisheng remembered the matter of Song Anchen giving her a ride home. She hesitated for a moment, then opened the rear car door and got in. The Bentley drove off after a while. There was an Audi Q7 stopped behind the Bentley and the man inside looked straight ahead. At last, with a self-mocking smile, he casually lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath. He took big breaths but did not breathe out much. This sort of smoking method was very harmful to the lungs. Normally, when he smoked, he would only smoke in a very casual manner, breathing out the same amount that he breathed in. Perhaps he felt a little upset after waiting for the whole night. After he finished smoking a cigarette, he put it out and started the car.
In the Bentley, Yisheng kept looking out of the car even though there was nothing much to look at outside. Song Anchen glanced at her through the rearview mirror, “Are you hungry?”
“I’m not hungry,” She paused for a moment and said, looking at the back of his head.
Song Anchen did not say anything for a long time. After pondering for an extended period, he said, “Where’s your house?”
“Hua Yuan Estate.”
(T/N: Just for reference, Hua Yuan means garden!)
“It’s very close to where I stay.”
Of course, she knew. She rolled her eyes at the back of his head. This fierce Bentley that seemed to have drunk Red Bull and the dumb bad driver were the culprits that had caused her to be covered in water. How could she not remember them?
(T/N: Not super sure about the Red Bull reference, but it could be a reference to the wings part of the Red Bull. The second part about him being dumb uses the reference of Sanlu milk powder, saying that he drank Sanlu milk powder while growing up, you can search it up! It’s the famous milk powder incident)
When the car reached the parking lot of Hua Yuan estate, Yisheng hurriedly thanked him, “Thank you, Little Brother Song.” She had originally wanted to open the door and get out, but unexpectedly, Song Anchen had got out before her and had helped her to open the car door in a gentlemanly manner.
She sat in the car and raised her gaze to look at him, confused.
“What’s the matter? You can’t bear to come out? Do you want to stay at your Little Brother Song’s house for the night?” He used his thin and long eyes to smile, causing Yisheng’s whole body to tremble. She was extremely scared of this sort of smile. It caused her to have goosebumps all over.
The two of them remained silent, walking with one person in front and the other behind. When they reached the block where Yisheng stayed, Yisheng muttered, “I’ve reached home, thank you.”
Song Anchen said, “I’m hungry.”
He did not say it any earlier or later and had waited till they reached the block of apartments she stayed at before he said such words. What he wanted was obvious. Yisheng gritted her teeth, “You can come to my house and I’ll make you something to eat.”
“Alright,” He said with a smile.
His evil intentions were showing. Yisheng completely despised him in her heart.