Chapter 238 Do you care about me?

Chapter 238 Do you care about me?

Song Yan lowered his head, his gaze falling on a corner as he fell into memories.

The past can never come back, but things are different now. Si Yuan has forgotten everything, but that doesn't mean... the past can come back?

A broken mirror can be mended, and spilled water can be gathered up again.

Looking back at Si Yuan at eighteen, she only had eyes for him.

Back then, she couldn't see anyone else for him, she silently endured all the grievances for him, and she did things that Si Yuan would never do now. She loved him so much.

But what happened next?

Later, he pushed her away with his own hands and hurt her terribly.

Now she has amnesia, forgetting all the pain, his betrayal, and everything between them.

Is this really an opportunity?

Song Yan didn't know.

But he seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Qingfang became even more anxious: "Ayan, say something! We can't just give up like this! As long as we can see Siyuan, I can find a way to get her to save people!"

Song Yan slowly raised his head, the confusion in his eyes gradually fading away, replaced by an almost obsessive and infatuated obsession.

"Mom, you're right. This is my chance."

He smiled slowly: "I want to see Si Yuan. I must see her."

Yu Qingfang's face immediately lit up with a smile: "I knew Ayan wouldn't give up so easily! Don't worry, Mom will definitely find a way!"

Song Yan didn't speak, but turned his head to look out the window, his eyes vacant.

He was still somewhat apprehensive and didn't know what to say when he actually met Si Yuan, when he faced Si Yuan whose memories were stuck at eighteen and whose eyes were only for him.

How happy I must be.

Si Yuan would be so happy to know that he also liked her.

“Mom, Jiang Wang knows how much Si Yuan likes me when she's eighteen. It's not something that can be changed overnight. I know Jiang Wang. He's naturally intolerant of infidelity and doesn't have much patience. He certainly won't allow Si Yuan to like someone else, just like five years ago. They broke up for this very reason, and this is the only outcome they'll have now.”

Suddenly, Song Yan was no longer afraid.

"I'm sure Jiang Wang won't tolerate this for long either."

"They will be able to separate soon."

Soon, Si Yuan will be able to return to his side.

——

Jiang Wang pushed open the door to the ward and walked in.

Si Yuan was still sitting on the bed when she heard the door open. She slowly turned her head and her gaze fell on Jiang Wang, a look of confusion flashing across her face.

Although she had been awake for two days, she was still not used to Jiang Wang's mature and profound demeanor, nor was she used to him being so serious and kind to her.

Jiang Wang knew this, so he slowed his pace, walked to the bedside, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? I've had some porridge made and brought it in for you."

Si Yuan didn't speak, but shook her head.

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then asked, "Would you like some water?"

Si Yuan shook her head again.

Jiang Wang felt a sharp pang of sadness as he looked at her, still so far away from him.

He pulled up a chair and sat down beside her bed, continuing in a gentle voice, "I know it's hard for you to accept right now. It's okay, I can wait. Once you've thought it through, once you're willing to believe, I'll slowly tell you everything, and we'll both go back."

Si Yuan finally reacted. She slowly raised her head, looked at Jiang Wang, and asked somewhat cautiously, "We...are we really married?"

Hearing her ask, Jiang Wang finally felt a little better, even somewhat happy, and couldn't wait to tell her, "It's true. We got married five years ago, but we didn't have time to hold a wedding ceremony. However, we registered our marriage."

Jiang Wang then remembered that they each had one marriage certificate, and his was hidden in the deepest part of their residence.

He quickly said, "I can show you our marriage certificate."

Si Yuan paused, her gaze falling on the spot where Si Xingzhou had just stood, remembering the adorable child: "He...is he really our child?"

“Yes.” Jiang Wang’s voice softened even more. “He is four years old this year. His name is Si Xingzhou. He is very well-behaved, very sensible, and loves you very much.”

Si Yuan never imagined that her life would turn out like this when she woke up.

She and Jiang Wang, the man who always looked down on her and controlled her in her memory, not only got married but also had a child.

Song Yan, whom she had secretly loved for many years, became the one who hurt her and ended up in detention.

This is all so absurd.

Jiang Wang noticed that she was starting to drift off into thought again, and knew that she was thinking about Song Yan again.

Yes, at eighteen, Si Yuan only had eyes for Song Yan.

It's always been him.

Jiang Wang coldly withdrew his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. After a long pause, he managed to utter a single sentence: "You don't need to rush to accept it. The most important thing now is to recover. Once you're better, we can go home together."

Si Yuan paused for a moment. She only had amnesia, not dementia. Having lived under the roof of others since childhood, she was used to reading people's expressions and immediately noticed that Jiang Wang's mood suddenly dropped.

He...is unhappy?

This was the first time Si Yuan had seen Jiang Wang looking unhappy.

I wasn't exactly happy before, but I was the kind of person who was indifferent to everything, neither happy nor unhappy.

But now it's very clear.

She seemed more aggrieved than unhappy, with redness at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Wang actually showed such an expression.

Si Yuan felt somewhat lost and awkward, like someone who had upset another child.

"Are you... are you overthinking things again?"

Jiang Wang lowered his eyes, didn't look up, and said in a low voice, "No."

"The way you're acting makes it seem like I started something and then abandoned you," Si Yuan complained softly. "You know I don't remember, and you said you'd give me time, but why are you upset again so soon..."

Jiang Wang froze for a moment.

He argued, "I'm not unhappy."

But he didn't expect that Si Yuan would care about his emotions, and even pay attention to his subtle changes.

It seems that even after losing her memory, she still cares about him and doesn't want him to be unhappy. Does this mean that deep down, Si Yuan still loves herself more?

Thinking about this, Jiang Wang was no longer disappointed.

He stared at Si Yuan, a hint of arrogant amusement suddenly rising in his eyes: "You care about me?"

Si Yuan was taken aback, wondering why his emotions had changed so quickly.

I only asked one more question.

Jiang Wang persisted, asking, "Is that so?"

Si Yuan thought he was like someone trying to scam someone, or a shady merchant trying to force a sale.

She lowered her gaze, denying it helplessly: "I didn't."

Jiang Wang, however, did not believe it at all.

He knew Si Yuan too well, especially the eighteen-year-old Si Yuan. She wouldn't bother asking that question if she didn't care about someone.