Uncle - Chapter Thirty-Five

I bought a basket of fruit and a bunch of flowers to visit Gu Anyan at the hospital. When I arrived, he was alone in the ward, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought. I knocked and entered. He seemed a little annoyed at being disturbed, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned to look at me.
Seeing his stubble-covered face, I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Oh, haven't seen you for a few days, have you adopted a more decadent look?"
He didn't say anything, just watched me put the flowers in the vase, then pulled up a stool and sat down on the edge of the bed. "How are you? Does your hand still hurt?"
After a long silence, he suddenly sneered and said, "Why would you come to see me?"
Judging from his tone, it seemed like he hated me. I sighed, "You're injured and hospitalized, aren't you..."
"Thank you for your kindness," Gu Anyan interrupted me, "Now that you've finished reading, you can leave."
"Hey," I said, both amused and exasperated, "Can't you speak properly? What have you done to me?!" Seeing how pale he looked, I couldn't bear it and softened my tone to ask him, "What did the doctor say? How many more days do I need to stay in the hospital?"
He remained silent for a while, then said, "It's nothing serious. Actually, I could have gone home on the day of the surgery, but I requested to be hospitalized myself."
"You have this kind of unusual fetish?"
He stared at me, "Because at least in the hospital there are doctors and nurses to take care of me, but at home I'm all alone." As he spoke, he leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes to rest, "Patients are more emotionally fragile, please be understanding."
I found it amusing, and after thinking for a moment, I got up and walked to the foot of the bed. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me, "Where are you going?!"
Startled by him, I paused, then walked to the bedside table, took an orange from the fruit basket, and said, "I'll peel an orange for you."
He stared at me with a strange expression, and I said, "Don't get stuck on this. There are still many people who care about you."
"Concerned about me?" he said dismissively. "Who? You?"
“Lin Ruotong,” I glared at him, “As a friend, of course I care about you and Ye Zi.”
He stopped talking and closed his eyes, lost in thought. I peeled the orange, broke off a segment, and handed it to him, saying, "Here, try it and see if it's sweet."
He half-opened his eyes and glanced at it. "I don't like eating fruit."
I raised my eyebrows. "Stop talking nonsense, I've got everything ready for you, here you go."
"My hand is broken."
"Isn't there another good one?"
He glared at me fiercely. "Is this how you take care of patients?" he said, grabbing my hand and stuffing it into his mouth. "You'll come downstairs with me for a walk later."
I nodded. "Yeah, you should get some sun too. Your brain's probably all moldy."
There was a garden downstairs in the inpatient building, with a lotus pond and wintersweet in full bloom all around, filling the air with fragrance. Gu Anyan was wearing a hospital gown with a jacket over it, his left hand was bandaged, and his hair was messy, making him look both handsome and childlike.
“You know,” he suddenly said, “when I was little, I would be sent to my grandparents’ house in the countryside whenever I had a holiday. That town was very beautiful, with a large lotus pond. My grandfather would often take me boating in it and picking lotus seeds. After we brought them home, my grandmother would make me white fungus and lotus seed soup.” He looked at the dried-up pond in front of him. “It’s a pity that it’s winter now, and the lotus flowers have all withered.”
I said, "It will grow back next year."
He smiled and said, "Even if it grows back, I won't be able to eat Grandma's soup anymore."
I thought about it and said, "At least I ate it once, and having that memory is enough."
"Hmm?" Gu Anyan stared at me calmly. "What do you mean?"
I reached out and plucked a wintersweet blossom, took a deep sniff, and the fragrance filled my heart and soul. "My grandparents, let alone taking me boating or making me soup, they never even smiled at me. Compared to them, aren't you much luckier?"
He looked at me silently for a moment, then turned his face away and remained silent. We walked side by side in the garden for a while, and I said, "Gu Anyan, I'm really happy to have met you as a friend. At that time, I always felt that I had found a soulmate, and Yezi was jealous about it for a long time."
He paused for a moment, then said, "You came here today just to say this, right?" He then sneered, "Now you think I'm not worthy of being your friend, is that it?"
Seeing him glaring at me fiercely, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why do you always think the worst of people?" As I spoke, I tucked the plum blossom in my hand behind his ear, "You really have a bad temper, just like a child."
Upon hearing this, he seemed about to explode again, but seeing me looking at him with a grin, he held back and put on a serious expression. "I've told you before, patients are more emotionally fragile. I'm not usually like this, you know that."
I nodded quickly, "You're a movie star, aren't you?"
He glared at me again, and I laughed and grabbed his wrist. "Let's go, I'm hungry, I'll treat you to something good to eat."

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