"That child has been very stubborn since childhood. Once he makes up his mind about something, no matter what others say, it's useless," Zhai Qintian suddenly spoke up, his tone a bit absent - minded.
After all, he had watched Zhai Cheng grow up. How could he not know what kind of character Zhai Cheng had?
Hearing this, Song Ge looked at him in surprise and delight. He was already a bit moved. As long as she put in a bit more effort, maybe she could push things in a better direction today.
Thinking of this, Song Ge was instantly filled with fighting spirit.
She picked up a small trinket on the table again. While playing with it, she sighed, "Actually, this kind of character is not good in some aspects. Once he encounters something, it might be very difficult for him to get out of it."
She was implying something. Both of them could understand the meaning behind her words, and at the same time, she didn't directly mention that taboo - related matter.
Zhai Qintian's complexion changed slightly. A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously picked up a toy to play with.
He remembered that this toy was the birthday gift he gave Zhai Cheng when he was eight years old. At that time, he cherished this toy very much and didn't allow anyone to touch it.
Seeing that Zhai Qintian was lost in memories, Song Ge suddenly changed the subject and said sadly, "I know that Uncle has a deep grudge in his heart about the fact that Zhai Cheng has no blood relation with you. You probably even wish he would die soon."
"Actually, what I want to say is that Uncle doesn't need to bother planning this anymore. Even without Uncle, he probably won't live much longer," Song Ge said as her eyes began to redden.
This time, it wasn't an act. After recalling Zhai Cheng's zombie - like state, her eyes reddened involuntarily.
Hearing this, Zhai Qintian's pupils suddenly dilated, and his heart ached. What did Song Ge mean by this?
Thinking about it, he asked with a heavy complexion, his voice rarely urgent, "What do you mean? What's wrong with him?"
After asking, he seemed to realize something was amiss, and a look of unease flashed across his face.
Song Ge pretended not to notice and still sighed gloomily, "He's in a very bad state now. I think if he continues like this, he might die before you."
"It's just a pity for Uncle. You'll have to meet him underground," Song Ge sighed deliberately and looked at Zhai Qintian sympathetically.
At the same time, she quietly observed his expression, trying to figure out what was on his mind.
A look of shock clearly flashed across Zhai Qintian's face. His eyes looking at Song Ge were also filled with urgency.
"What's going on?" Zhai Qintian asked somewhat awkwardly.
With another heavy sigh, Song Ge picked up an old toy on the table.
The toy was a small figurine. Because it was too old, the paint on the figurine had peeled off a bit, making it look a bit sad.
Zhai Qintian followed Song Ge's gaze, and his eyes also landed on the figurine. His heart twitched again.
"His current state is probably similar to this figurine," Song Ge explained meaningfully. "In the half - month since he came back from the hospital, he's been in a really bad state. He doesn't even eat properly. He just sits there alone all day without doing anything."
How much of what this woman said was true? Zhai Qintian scrutinized her with his eyes, as if weighing the truth of her words.
But after looking at her for a long time, he didn't find anything wrong. Gradually, his trust in her increased.
If this was really the case, how could his body hold up? If he continued like this, he would probably collapse sooner or later.
Zhai Qintian was a bit flustered in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm, as if they had no relationship at all.
Song Ge's eyes shifted, and she continued, "Just now I saw that Uncle was in a very bad state. Actually, Zhai Cheng is almost the same as Uncle."
"Right now, he's like a walking corpse. Nothing can arouse his interest," Song Ge said as her hand unconsciously tightened around the toy.
"Didn't you get a doctor to take a look?" After a long time, Zhai Qintian asked stiffly.
Song Ge was stunned. It took her a few seconds to realize that he was asking about Zhai Cheng. She quickly shook her head, "The doctor might be helpless about his condition. After all, it's a heart - related illness."
A heart - related illness...
Zhai Qintian instantly thought of their interactions during this period and the series of things that had happened.
He fell silent again. There was a bit of awkwardness on his face, but he didn't show any different reactions.
Naturally, he didn't lower his pride to ask further. He just sat there quietly in deep thought.
Song Ge didn't urge him. Since Zhai Qintian had fallen into deep thought, it meant that her visit today wasn't in vain.
When Meng Yajing reached the door of the ward, this was the scene she saw through the glass.
Thinking that Zhai Qintian's mood had stabilized a bit, a look of relief flashed across Meng Yajing's face. Then she rushed in and pushed the door open.
"Auntie, you're here," Song Ge said with a smile as she stood up to greet her.
Zhai Qintian lifted his eyelids, gave her a faint look, and then shifted his gaze away, not lingering on her.
The smile on Meng Yajing's face instantly froze. She stood there by the bed, at a loss, not knowing what to do.
"Auntie, please sit down first. You must be very tired from rushing here," Song Ge quickly stepped in to smooth things over and offered her seat to Meng Yajing.
Giving her a grateful look, Meng Yajing didn't decline and sat down.
After staring at Zhai Qintian for a long time, Meng Yajing suddenly said, "Qintian, I know you must still be blaming me, but this matter has nothing to do with Zhai Cheng. Please direct all your grievances at me, okay?"
Meng Yajing had thought about this for a long time. Finally, she decided to apologize to Zhai Qintian properly and explain the truth of the matter to him.
There hadn't been a suitable opportunity these days. Today was just the right time. She had to say everything.
Zhai Qintian didn't show any reaction at all, as if he hadn't heard.
"Actually, the main reason for this matter lies with me. If I had refused when my father arranged our engagement at the beginning, it would have been fine. Who would have known that my hesitation at that time would have such a great impact on all three of us," Meng Yajing didn't mind his lack of response and explained on her own.
Song Ge listened on the side, feeling a bit complicated. It was hard to say who was right or wrong in this kind of matter. As an outsider, she was even less qualified to say anything.
"I've already come to terms with it now. If you still feel uncomfortable, just pour all your anger on me," Meng Yajing said bravely. "Stop blaming Zhai Cheng. He's innocent. And you've treated him like your own son for so many years. Treating him like this, you must feel bad too, right?"