My Darling (我的曼达林)

Untitled Part 8

The tension between the two only seems to escalate. It's not that she doesn't care, and it's not that he doesn't want her to care. Their communication has just been so out of practice over these years that it seems neither really knows how to communicate with the other person anymore.

Chapter 2.4 — My Little Lady (4)

The sky was brightly lit by the time the light over the operating room door was finally turned off.

As the doctor walked out, Jian Bianlin simultaneously stepped forward and had a brief discussion with him. The doctor informed him that his father had already been sent directly to the intensive care unit after coming out of surgery. The operation was very successful, but due to his older age, with more than ten metal pins and nails in his body, Jian Bianlian's dad sooner or later would need to undergo another surgery to do a hip replacement.

This could be considered good news that could set everyone's mind at ease for the time being. Chu Jian and her parents also breathed out in relief.

Twenty-four hours later, Jian Bianlin's father was transferred out of the intensive care unit and into a general inpatient room. During this entire period, Jian Bianlin avoided any instances of directly interacting with Chu Jian. It was only that one time, when he wanted to help his father change into a clean hospital gown, that he said to her, "Go out and ask the nurse when the doctor is going to come do a check-up."

With an "oh, okay," Chu Jian took two steps away before she suddenly realized, Hey, wait, no. Didn't the doctor just leave?

The sound of the hospital bed curtains being drawn behind her explained his reason for saying that.

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On the third day, the person who helped her escape from this awkward situation was, surprisingly, Teacher Li, who had come again to pay a visit with a bag of fruit in hand. After chatting a while with Jian Bianlin's father, Teacher Li fondly took hold of Chu Jian's hand, set it in her own palm, and stroked it gently. "Do you two want to go back to the school for a look?"

The school?

Chu Jian could not even imagine what the scene would be if Jian Bianlin made an appearance on the school grounds. She answered, "It's probably not fitting for him to go, right?"

"Today is Saturday. Only the third year middle school students are there for a make-up class. It's okay." Teacher Li's very warm and kindly invitation was likely extended in hopes of using the memories from their days of youth to ease their relationship.

Chu Jian was not daft. She could figure out the little scheme that this teacher had in mind.

Even though she was not doing it to "reconcile and get back togther" with him, she did still want to find an opening that would allow Jian Bianlin to tell her of his own accord about needing to undergo surgery. And so, she rather readily agreed to Teacher Li's suggestion.

The school was only ten minutes away from the hospital. If they did go there, they would still be able to return very quickly.

She thought, Jian Bianlin had always respected his teachers since he was a child, so he would definitely not refuse. However, though she predicted the beginning, she had not correctly predicted the outcome.

If this man did not want to talk to someone, no one was able to pry open his mouth.

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