Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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Not long after, Yui woke up.

The first thing I did after waking up was to check if Su Qing was awake.

Even though the doctor had told her and Mahiru before that the chances of Su Qing waking up in a short time were slim, Yui still believed from the bottom of her heart that Su Qing would not let them wait too long.

But even with such psychological expectations.

When the young man, who seemed to have been away for many years, looked at her again with a smile on his eyes that were as warm as if immersed in moonlight.

The girl's strength collapsed in an instant.

There was no rush, and no words.

Yui just stood there frozen, like a fragile piece of porcelain that was suddenly struck by sadness.

The hot tears burst out without warning, rolling down her cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string.

She began to wipe the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand over and over again. Her knuckles turned slightly white from the force, but she could not wipe away the rushing moisture.

His voice was choked and shattered, so he just kept mumbling the same words:

"That's great... You woke up... It's really... That's great..."

……

In the next two days, due to his weak health, Su Qing still stayed in the hospital. Mahiru did not go back, but stayed by his side.

Yui couldn't live in the hospital, and she had no reason to do so, but she came to visit Su Qing regardless of the weather, and every time she did so she would bring fruits and flowers with her.

There weren’t too many fruits, but the variety was rich—although Yui ate the most every time they chatted.

As for flowers, they were not the whole bunches of carnations that vendors near hospitals often sell.

The girl only gave a few flowers each time.

Maybe they are three pink roses with morning dew-like moisture, or two light purple lisianthus buds about to bloom, or even just a lonely but stubborn white daisy.

Su Qing had said that it wasn't necessary to send it, but Yui was unexpectedly stubborn about this.

She put her hands on her hips, raised her small chin, and said confidently with an expression that said, "I see through you."

"You can only be discharged from the hospital quickly if you send me flowers. Don't think I don't know that you want to hide in the hospital and not go to class. I have used this trick so many times since elementary school!"

She changed the subject, raised the corners of her lips, and her voice was as clear as jade beads falling on a plate.

"Besides, I am the one who is giving the gift, whether you accept it or not is up to you~"

It seemed as if everything was paving the way for the last sentence. When she said that, Yui had a bright smile on her face, and the ending tone was so cheerful and relaxing.

Of course, Mahiru also curiously asked about the origin of the flower.

According to Yui's hesitant statement, one of her relatives had a garden and brought a few bouquets of flowers when he came to visit their home a few days ago. She just picked up a few flowers as a symbolic gift to Su Qing.

"Don't think too much, do you hear me?" Yui blinked quickly, avoiding the gazes of Su Qing and Mahiru.

"Look at me. I don't have that much money to buy a whole bouquet of flowers. It's winter now, and flowers are very expensive!"

Pursing her lips, the girl's voice seemed to tremble slightly due to nervousness.

"Also... don't be disgusted by the fact that I only gave you a few flowers. After all, I carefully selected them..."

Su Qing listened to her explanation, and his fingertips slowly brushed across the slightly rough flower stem, and then fell on the delicate petals like morning dew.

The boy's gaze was like water, so tenderly fixed on those flowers.

He raised his head and gazed at the other person, his brows filled with a smile as bright as the spring breeze.

"I won't mind. I like it very much."

After a pause, Su Qing said seriously, "I will cherish it for the rest of my life."

Perhaps those bouquets of flowers were not so precious, precious enough to make the person who attaches great importance to promises say such words.

Yui suddenly felt embarrassed, and a slight blush appeared on her chubby white face. Then her eyes flickered, and her voice suddenly became weaker, almost blending into the air.

"No, it's not that exaggerated..."

The midday sun was golden and poured down unreservedly, warming the entire ward.

Together, they illuminated the pure smile on the girl's lips, which was like a newly blooming flower.

Su Qing and Mahiru looked at Yui's shy look and couldn't help but smile at each other.

Maybe the lovely girl in front of him hasn’t figured out what Su Qing meant by “a flower that I will cherish for a lifetime”.

On the bedside table.

The sunlight focused on those "not so valuable" flowers, and the originally delicate texture of the petals was illuminated clearly and transparently.

……

On the third day, Su Qing left the hospital under the sceptical gaze of his bald attending physician.

The moment he stepped out of the hospital, the sunlight was extremely dazzling. Su Qing thought of the time when Yui was hospitalized a few days ago, and the sunlight was like that too.

"It's great to be able to be discharged from the hospital at such a short notice. I was prepared to take care of you for a week or two."

Mahiru couldn't help but smile with her eyebrows arched.

Taking care of Su Qing these past few days was not hard at all. On the contrary, seeing him getting better at an incredible rate every hour made Mahiru feel happier with each passing moment.

It feels like a development game.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days. You have been staying by my side the whole time. When you get back, if there is anything you want to eat or anything you need me to do, just let me know."

"Also, how much are the hospital bills?"

Su Qing thought for a moment and asked.

Mahiru knew that he made a lot of money by drawing comics, but he never asked about it. Unless he bought her a gift, she would not accept his money.

Besides, as a man, how can I spend a girl’s money?

"It's not hard, I'm just a little worried."

Maybe she heard it wrong, Mahiru seemed to emphasize the word "a little" very much.

She first looked at Su Qing with resentful eyes, and then in the blink of an eye, her eyes were instantly filled with cunning.

"Don't worry about the hospital bills. I'm spending your money anyway."

Eh...what does that mean?

Su Qing, who had no idea what was happening, stood there in a daze under Mahiru's stern, interrogating gaze.

It was only when Mahiru narrowed her eyes slightly and pulled out a text message notification from her phone that she suddenly realized what had happened.

"I've called and asked. When you signed the animation contract, you left my bank account number, right?"

"These companies really don't care about privacy. They tell whatever others ask..." Su Qing pretended not to hear and complained to herself.

"I am someone else?" Mahiru seemed to have heard those two words, and her eyes became sharper.

If you don't explain it clearly, you're doomed!

Su Qing read this meaning from it.

"It's precisely because it's not someone else that I wrote about you. Is there any problem with that?" Su Qing raised the corners of his lips and said without thinking.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Mahiru sighed a little discouraged.

Originally, he wanted to "raise an army to question him", but Su Qing just made it up with a few words, and it seemed that he had no reason to question him anymore.

Cunning man!

The girl thought about it and decided to forget it. Anyway, Su Qing was back and everything was fine.

Anyway, the days ahead are long, there is plenty of time to settle accounts~

As she was thinking this, a very familiar big hand suddenly rested on her head.

Glancing sideways, she found that the boy was looking at her intently.

"I have done a lot of things without permission. I'm sorry, but I won't do it again." Su Qing said solemnly.

"Is it that simple to apologize?" Mahiru asked.

"Of course not. To exaggerate a little, I can meet all your needs, just like Aladdin's magic lamp." Su Qing joked.

"Hehe, you sound really good!" Mahiru curled her lips and made a childish and cute sound. "Then should I keep an eye on you to prevent others from picking up my Aladdin's lamp?"

"So it's just like that. Anyone can pick up Aladdin's lamp and rub it three times and use it, but I'm different."

"Ok."

She said no more, opened her arms, and hugged Su Qing tightly. This hug lasted for a long time, as if to make up for the warmth that was missing during their separation.

After a long while, she raised her face and rested her chin on his chest. Her caramel-colored eyes were filled with a smile brighter than the sun, reflecting his figure clearly:

"Then... my Mr. Aladdin's magic lamp."

"Please hug me more, pat my head more, and look at me more."

"And...love me more."

Su Qing was speechless for a long time, during which time he just hugged the girl tightly, and the girl also tried hard to respond to the warmth.

Time is sticky and distant, and a moment seems eternal.

"I'm sorry that I can't make you the only one, but you will always be the most special and irreplaceable in my heart."

"Shh." Mahiru stretched out her finger, signaling for silence, then she lowered her head and hugged Su Qing even tighter.

"Didn't we already agree on this when we were in the hospital?"

"Go do what you want to do. It doesn't matter even if it's wrong. At most, I will bear the cost of this mistake with you."

The girl smiled innocently, "Also, don't worry about where to live next. I have renewed your rental contract with the landlord. Can you thank me, Mr. Neighbor~"

"I'm so grateful that I don't know what to say." Su Qing said with some surprise, his eyes full of emotion.

"Hmph, if you want to thank me, then just take care of the enrollment matters and come back soon to accompany me and Yui to class."

She stretched out her finger and poked his chest lightly, complaining coquettishly.

"But... I've been looking forward to taking classes with you when the class is re-assigned in my junior year, idiot."

……

The next afternoon.

In the office of Sobu High School, a good-looking male teacher stumbled into the desk of other teachers amidst the pushing and shoving of his colleagues.

"Teacher Ishida, what's going on?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka packed up the documents on the table. She didn't have much work to do today, and someone just happened to ask her out, so she was ready to leave.

"Um, it's... it's..." The man named Ishida stuttered and couldn't form a complete sentence.

Colleagues who were watching the fun behind them were whispering. These teachers have been dealing with students for years and their private mentality is generally young. What's more, joining in the fun is human nature.

Their voices were neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Ishida to hear:

"Go ahead, Ishida! If you're a man, go for it!"

"Don't be a wimp! Show some manliness!"

"Tsk tsk, this is what a pure little boy is like..."

Ishida wanted to cry but had no tears, and wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He made up his mind and shouted loudly, as if he had risked everything:

"Teacher Hiratsuka! There's a new Western restaurant that's very well-received nearby! I was wondering if you're free tonight? If it's convenient, can we go try it together?"

"Is that so?" Hiratsuka listened patiently, then smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I don't really like Western food."

"Then what about the others..."

"I have an appointment today, so I'll take my leave now." Shizuka Hiratsuka said this and left.

Ishida was stunned on the spot, and a colleague who was on good terms with him came up and joked, "Hey, I told you that inviting Hiratsuka to eat Western food is not a good idea, you might as well treat her to a drink."