A beautiful summer night

Xie Qiyan spent two days at the manor, keeping a close eye on Yao Qin's every move. During this time, he met with her attending physician, who was part of the most authoritative team of experts in the field of psychiatry in the area.

Faced with Yao Qin's situation, they could only say that the family members should cooperate in supervising the medication.

Medication is necessary.

As for whether this disease can be cured, and when it will be cured, no one dares to draw a conclusion.

As long as Yao Qin's emotions are stable, Xia Wanzhi can freely roam around in front of her. Sometimes she will ask some nonsensical questions, and Xia Wanzhi will simply answer them after considering whether they will arouse her bad emotions.

They would talk about every flower and blade of grass, every brick and tile, and occasionally ask her how she and Xie Qiyan fell in love.

When Xie Qiyan was mentioned, Xia Wanzhi hesitated, but Yao Qin, being shrewd, saw her hesitation and asked with a smile, "Just say what you have to say. Why are you stammering? Why are you being so polite with me?"

Since her mother-in-law had spoken, Xia Wanzhi leaned closer and whispered, "What do you think of my husband?"

She dared not mention Xie Qiyan's name, fearing that Yao Qin would change her attitude if she heard it.

Every other night when Xia Wanzhi saw Yao Qin again, she would first try to see if she still remembered her.

Not far away, Liu Shubai and Xie Qiyan were tending to the flowers and plants. From this distance, they could see Xia Wanzhi and Yao Qin chatting happily, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

When the two looked up, Yao Qin was smiling and looking back at them.

Liu Shubai, who had just been relegated to weeding this place because he was considered an eyesore, lowered his head guiltily.

Xie Qiyan did not move.

He knew that Yao Qin's gaze was directed at him.

Meeting his gaze, Xie Qiyan smiled.

Yao Qin laughed out loud and followed Xia Wanzhi's action, leaning closer and whispering, "Tall, handsome, good personality, and quite fair-skinned."

She thought that his mother must also be fair-skinned, otherwise she wouldn't have given birth to a son with such clear and fair skin.

Xia Wanzhi raised an eyebrow: "I think so too."

The sky was a clear, deep blue, and beneath it, a few more lovely people appeared.

Yao Qin smiled faintly and suddenly said, "I wonder what my Ah Yan will be like when he grows up."

Xia Wanzhi froze, instinctively holding her breath and staring blankly at Yao Qin.

Yao Qin only sighed once, but the next second she seemed to have forgotten what she had said, yawned and said she was sleepy.

Without even being called, Liu Shubai saw Yao Qin yawning from afar, so he washed his hands and came over to push Yao Qin into the house.

"What's wrong?" Xie Qiyan walked over while taking off his gloves. When he saw Xia Wanzhi's expression, he immediately became nervous. "Is she having a reaction?"

Xia Wanzhi snapped out of her reverie and nodded: "She asked what her Ah Yan would look like when he grew up."

A gentle breeze caressed his face, and Xie Qiyan remained silent for a moment.

Xia Wanzhi looked into his eyes and said softly, "She said you are tall, handsome, and fair-skinned, and that you have a good personality."

Yao Qin was satisfied with him.

Xia Wanzhi observed Xie Qiyan's reaction. Seeing him smile, she felt relieved. She stretched out her hands, grabbed his ten fingers and middle finger, and played with them, tilting her head as she said, "She is very satisfied with you."

Xie Qiyan bent down, his gaze level with Xia Wanzhi's, and said without any modesty, "Yes, she gave birth to me, of course I'm satisfied."

Xia Wanzhi gave him a reproachful look: "You're quite narcissistic."

Xie Qiyan didn't refute, but asked, "And what about you?"

"What about me?" Xia Wanzhi raised her chin.

Xie Qiyan then gently nuzzled her lips: "Are you satisfied with me?"

Xia Wanzhi smiled and kissed him, not hesitating to praise him at this moment: "Satisfied, very satisfied."

"Me too." Xie Qiyan's eyes sparkled with deep affection.

With her there, I feel the greatest peace of mind.

Xia Wanzhi snorted: "I know, I didn't ask you if you were satisfied or not."

How could Xie Qiyan dare to be dissatisfied?

-

If Yao Qin was full of vitality the day before yesterday, then today she is like a lifeless flower bud, sitting listlessly in her wheelchair knitting a sweater.

She had no expression and didn't speak. Occasionally, she would close her eyes for a short rest, but her hands never stopped working. Xia Wanzhi didn't know how she did it. She sat quietly to the side, observing her, feeling as if something was blocking her heart, making her feel very uncomfortable.

In the evening, a doctor came for a routine check-up. Yao Qin cooperated with the examination and answered the doctor's questions. She was in much better condition than she was this morning.

Later that evening, as Liu Shubai was feeding her medicine and helping her lie down to rest, he heard her calmly ask, "He is Ayan, isn't he?"

Liu Shubai's hunched back suddenly stiffened as he met her clear gaze in disbelief.

Yao Qin smiled, a slightly bitter smile hiding an overwhelming joy: "He finally came."

After a long silence, Liu Shubai's lips trembled slightly, and his tone was heavy: "Yes, he came to find you. He... has been looking for you for a long time."

"Does he blame me?" Yao Qin lowered her eyelashes, as if talking to herself, "He must be blaming me."

Liu Shubai shook his head repeatedly: "If anyone is to blame, it's me. I'm the one who took you away."

Schizophrenia is not amnesia. Yao Qin remembers Xie Qiyan and many things from the past, but her energy level is almost negative. Most of the time, she keeps this longing deep in her heart.

She knew she was sick, and she knew how pathetic she was.

She, in this state, has no right to see her little Ayan.

Over the years, she has been capricious, and Liu Shubai has always been tolerant and caring. Most of the time she doesn't speak, and when Liu Shubai can't tell if she is sober, he will coax her like a child, making up nonsensical and rambling nonsense.

When she occasionally asked about Xie Tianqi, Liu Shubai was probably angry and told her with great sorrow that Xie Tianqi had died in a car accident.

The next time he asked, Liu Shubai would say that Xie Tianqi had done something wrong, was arrested, and sentenced to death.

If asked again, he would say that Xie Tianqi was struck by lightning and died.

……

Every so often, Xie Tianqi dies, each time in a different way.

Yao Qin found it amusing but didn't expose it.

He said it, and she listened.

But Liu Shubai had no idea what Yao Qin was thinking.

All he knew was to take care of her and ensure her safety every day.

The thought of suicide grew stronger every day, but Liu Shubai wouldn't let her die.

But she couldn't control her thoughts.

So even though she was clear-headed, she appeared to be without desires or wants.

She dared not look at her little Ayan in this state, and had long given up on demanding an explanation from Xie Tianqi, so even if she were sober, she would not tell Liu Shubai.

This body may not have much time left, and Yao Qin didn't want to give Liu Shubai any hope.

She was just waiting to die every day.

Only death can free one from all suffering.

She thought of growing flowers with her grandmother in heaven, and wished that heaven would bless her little Ayan.

She had already made up her mind; this was how her life would be.

Until Xie Qiyan arrived.

He even brought his wife along.

When Yao Qin realized that all of this was real, she had mixed feelings. She didn't have the courage to face Xie Qiyan, and she was also afraid that she would suddenly fall ill and scare him.

“More than twenty years…” Yao Qin murmured, her eyes slightly unfocused, “He is this year…”

“He’s twenty-seven.” Liu Shubai took over the conversation, still unable to hide his excitement. “He’s grown up and is a real man.”

Yao Qin then laughed, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

Liu Shubai sat on the edge of the bed and embraced her. She cried out Xie Qiyan's name again and again, and said sorry over and over again.

After crying herself to sleep, Yao Qin fell into a deep sleep. Only then did Liu Shubai raise his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, cover her with the blanket, and hold her hand as he stayed by her side.

The night was quiet, and Liu Shubai asked in a hoarse voice, "Ayao, do you want to go back?"

She has always wanted to go back.

It was he who wouldn't allow it.

After all these years, perhaps it's time to let go.

With Xie Qiyan around, she will be safe and sound.