Chapter 2: Ten Years of Chasm Can True Love Span It or Not?

  The man's approach made the already small hospital room seem even more cramped, his breath seeming to invade Nian Qing's skin through the shared air.

  In my heart, I am anxious and worried.

  Nian Qing didn't want to offend Gu Qing Heng again, so she tactfully said: "But the clothes you chose are very beautiful, I like them very much."

  Gu Qingheng stood in front of Nian Qing, looking down at her from a high position. His eyes swept over the gauze wrapped around her right hand, and he frowned. He then walked to the bedside, sat down, and with his good-looking hands, tapped on the table, saying: "Bring me a pen, I'll help you remember."

  "......Alright." Qing let out a sigh of relief.

  Find a pen and paper, hand them over to Gu Qingheng, read the prices on each garment's tag next to him, let him remember.

  Gu Qingheng's hand had recorded countless numbers, but only once did he record such a small decimal.

  But he looked at Nian Qing beside him, his red lips opening and closing, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was quite interesting.

  After finishing, Gu Qingheng signed his and Nianqing's names on it. Looking at it, he smiled inexplicably and jokingly asked: "Do you need to draw a seal again?"

  Nian Qing reacted after a moment, realizing that Gu Qingheng was joking.

  She also smiled, unexpectedly finding a humanized side of Gu Qingheng.

  "There's still my blood on your collar, don't wash it off when you get back, just consider it a painter's seal." As soon as he finished speaking, Nian Qing suddenly remembered that Gu Qingheng had a piece of fabric with her menstrual blood hanging in his room.

  Embarrassing.

  Gu Qing's eyes changed in an instant, and he looked at Nian Qing for a long time before hoarsely saying, "Sleep, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

  Ning Qing hastily nodded, watching him leave, closing the door, tense, before slowly calming down.

  Smoking area in hospital.

  Gu Qingheng lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, with the remaining smoke swirling around him, making it impossible to see his face.

  He took out his phone and made a call. As the conversation came to an end, his calm tone grew increasingly solemn: "No need to wait, let her have a good cry."

  After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, extinguished the cigarette butt on his finger and threw it into the trash can. Then, he went to the hospital's cashier to settle the medical expenses for Nian Qing.

  Everyone in the hospital is very familiar with Gu Qingheng. The Gu family regularly sponsors some orphans in orphanages to come for physical examinations.

  Moreover, recently, Gu Qingheng himself often comes and goes here.

  "Mr. Gu, our hospital has changed Miss Fang's brother to a new medicine, which is much more expensive than the previous one, in terms of medical expenses..."

  "Get married together."

  "Alright."

  After settling the six-figure medical bill, Gu Qingheng returned to Nian Qing's hospital room - she had already cleaned up, changed into her pajamas and fallen asleep.

  "Bang", lightly, Gu Qingheng closed the door and walked over silently.

  The dim bedside lamp cast a faint light on Nian Qing's small face, Gu Qinghe stood beside the bed, staring at her intently for a long time - he leaned down, his hand touched Nian Qing's face, lips, and covered hers, entwining in a passionate kiss.

  A kiss, from the initial light touch, gradually deepening...

  Finally, Gu Qingheng seemed to be unafraid of waking up Nian Qing, and became more and more reckless.

  "I'm leaving." Finally, after pressing his lips against Qing's, bruising and reddening them, Gu Qinghe said hoarsely to her in a low voice.

  The door of the ward opened and closed again.

  Qing swiftly opened her eyes and got out of bed, covering the lips that had been fiercely kissed by Gu Qingheng, her pale face suddenly flushing bright red.

  In the air, there was still a lingering scent of male hormones from Gu Qingheng, as well as a faint smell of cigarette smoke, which was even more pronounced in her mouth.

  She thought he just came in to take a look at her and would leave after seeing that she was asleep. So, she didn't plan on getting out of bed, who knew he would...

  Just now, Gu Qingheng should have found out she was pretending to sleep... right?

  A sleepless night.

  The next day, Ning Qing got up early and borrowed a mobile phone from the nurse who helped her change her dressing to call Yan Zi and tell him that she was safe.

  By the way, Yanzi, come over in the morning without asking for leave. After all, the Gu family's requirements for interns are very strict and taking a leave of absence will deduct impression points.

  She told Yanzhi to come back during lunch break. Clothes are not needed, but money is a must. She doesn't have a single penny on her now and needs to pay the medical bill.

  Huan and Yanzai said goodbye, Nianqing returned the mobile phone to the nurse and asked her: "How many days do I need to stay in the hospital?"

  The nurse replied: "Three days, as Mr. Gu said."

  Nian Qing nodded and sighed in her heart.

  Her flesh and blood are no more precious than Gu Qingheng's, yet for such a superficial injury, she has to stay in the hospital for three days, wasting money like flowing water. But again, she can't just leave the hospital, as Gu Qingheng has the final say here.

  Missing Gu Qingheng, thinking of Qing's heart, even more disturbed.

  The kiss last night, she thought about it all night and felt that Gu Qingheng must have discovered her pretending to sleep.

  She shouldn't have naively thought she could deceive Gu Qingheng. Last night's pretending to sleep was her mistake, and the responsibility lies with her.

  Not again in the future.

  In the hospital with nothing to do, Qing went down to the garden on the floor below, wandering around on an empty stomach until nearly noon, when she returned to the ward to wait for her son.

  He pushed open the door of the ward and heard a familiar male voice inside - "Okay, I'll come over."

  When Qing entered, Gu Qingheng had already hung up the phone and turned around, looking at her directly and asking: "Where did you go?"

  "I'm going for a walk in the garden below." As she spoke, Jing Qing poured herself a cup of water and took a sip, shifting her attention away from Gu Qingheng's... lips.

  "Have you eaten?" Gu Qingheng asked.

  Nian Qing shook her head.

  She had no money on her, so she went hungry first and waited for her son to come over before eating.

  Gu Qinghen furrowed his brow: "Want to go eat together?"

  She glanced quickly at the clock on the wall and politely declined: "No, my friend is coming over, I have to wait..."

  "I'll send you back soon." Gu Qingheng interrupted strongly, his voice exuding majesty.

  "Alright."

  Out of the hospital, got on Gu Qingheng's car, Nianqing thought it was a meal near the hospital, didn't expect to still need to take a ride.

  The place for dinner is a medium-sized restaurant serving Cantonese cuisine. It's not big, but the style is very luxurious. You can tell that this place can't serve many customers in a day, and the dishes are exquisite.

  Nian Qing thought that when Gu Qingheng said "let's go eat together", it was just the two of them, but unexpectedly, there were also a group of his friends.

  Nian Qing lingered outside the private room, really didn't want to go in.

  Ke Gu Qing Heng had already taken her hand and led her in.

  Can't avoid it.

  In the private room, a large table was surrounded by men and women of similar age to Gu Qingheng, all of whom were much older than Nian Qing.

  "Have you been waiting for long?" Gu Qingheng asked his friend.

  "It doesn't matter, I'm used to you being busy." One of the brothers looked at Nian Qing beside Gu Qingheng and soon recognized who she was - a video of Gu Qingheng clarifying things to the media had gone viral in their friend circle.

  "Ah, finally got you to bring out your fiancée and show her off." The guy joked with Gu Qingheng while waving at Nian Qing: "Sister-in-law, hello."

  Scared to death!

  Gu Qing smiled faintly and didn't intend to come forward to clarify. He pulled out a chair and let Nian Qing sit down.

  He sat down quietly, nodded to his friends one by one, smiled and spoke as little as possible.

  "But..." The boy's gaze fell on Nian Qing again, with her plain face and long hair, looking quite innocent. "Looks pretty young, how old is she?"

  "22." Gu Qingheng had already answered on behalf of Nian Qing.

  Suddenly, everyone at the table fell silent.

  A woman asked Gu Qingheng in a probing tone: "You two have such a big age gap, aren't you afraid of having a generation gap?"

  Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow, his handsome face sinking down, looking very displeased. I thought he would get angry, but unexpectedly, he lowered his head, put his arm around the shoulder of the person beside him and asked her: "What do you think?"

  Nian Qing's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly as he was questioned.

  She looked up, staring at Gu Qingheng in disbelief, and from his eyes, she read an obsession - he wanted her to answer!

  Nian Qing licked her lips, her mind racing wildly.

  Ten years is a big generation gap. If you can cross it, it's true love; if you can't, it's normal. They say there will be a generation gap, which is reasonable.

  She also had some subconscious reverence for Gu Qingheng. He had much more experience than her and had seen many more people, so he could easily see through her thoughts.

  But she couldn't.

  "It's actually okay." After some thought, Qing chose a safe phrase and went with it.

  No matter what, she was never Gu Qingheng's fiancée. The person who would marry him in the future wasn't her either. She didn't need to think too much about it; after this meal, everyone would disperse anyway.

  Gu Qingheng kept staring at Nian Qing until the dishes were served.

  His friends' topic was also centered on Nian Qingzhuan, and after teasing the two of them a few times, they changed the subject.

  Clearing his mind, he let out a sigh. He picked up his chopsticks and began eating.

  But she was injured, it was her right hand, wrapped in layers of gauze, picking up chopsticks to use, very inconvenient. Picked a mushroom, picked again and again, still slipped away.

  Nian Qing gave up and decided to eat something else.

  Suddenly, Gu Qingheng reached out and picked up her ceramic bowl, carefully placing the mushrooms one by one into her bowl. Then, he called over a waiter: "Give her a spoon, and bring me a set of knife and fork."

  Eating Cantonese dishes shouldn't require a knife and fork, but Gu Qingheng insisted on using them, so they had to be provided.

  The waiter quickly brought things over.

  Nian Qing uses his left hand to hold the spoon, which is much more convenient.

  Gu Qingheng picked up his knife and fork, cut the meat in the Cantonese dish into pieces, and then transferred them to Nianqing's ceramic bowl.

  Qing Wei stared blankly for a moment before turning to Gu Qing Heng and saying, "Thank you."

  Gu Qingheng shook his head and gave her another serving of food: "Eat more."

  Nian Qing nodded, eating quite comfortably. Gu Qingheng's group of friends were quite easy-going, unlike the spoiled sons of officials.

  They were a group of people, with similar age and experience, either talking about their careers or teasing each other. Qing listened quietly, finding it quite interesting, feeling relaxed, gradually immersing herself in the atmosphere, and started laughing.

  Gu Qingheng saw Nian Qing laughing and her eyes followed her.

  He looked and looked, wanting to know why she was so happy.

  "What's so funny?" he couldn't help but ask.

  "Your friend is very interesting," said Qing Tancheng.

  "And you? What friends do you have?" Gu Qingheng asked softly, hiding the smile on her face carefully in her eyes.

  "I... " muttered Qingxiang, and then sighed with a bitter smile: "I only have Yanzi, she's the best."

  Years ago, a failed elopement made her the laughing stock of the entire school, almost getting her expelled. Her classmates distanced themselves from her, not wanting to be ridiculed along with her.

  Only Yan Zi, born optimistic, willing to be good with her forever.

  Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow tightly.

  After finishing dinner, it's dessert and nourishing soup, which tastes great.

  He often teased Gu Qingheng and Nian Qing's elder brother, called He Donglin, who seemed to be Gu Qingheng's classmate.

  "Are you 22 and have graduated from university?" He Donglin asked Nian Qing, very curious.

  "It's done." Nian Qing said, wiping the oil stains on his hands.

  He Donglin was taken aback and raised an eyebrow.

  How did a 22-year-old university girl who had not yet graduated manage to make the 32-year-old Gu Qingheng like her? Gu Qingheng, a man who had always been as ascetic as a Buddhist monk, actually fell in love with a tender young thing ten years his junior, which was also quite intriguing.

  He Donglin looked at Gu Qingheng and suddenly remembered something - "Right, did you receive Qu Nian's wedding video? I'll show it to you here -"

  "No need to say!" Gu Qingheng suddenly interrupted, and He Donglin also stopped talking.

  He placed a bowl of steaming hot soup in front of Nian Qing: "Drink the soup."

  Then he went out with He Donglin for a while, probably to smoke.

  Nian Qing's expression turned cold, and in his heart, he felt somewhat strange about Gu Qingheng's sudden anger.

  Previously, Yanzi said that Junan might be Gu Qingheng's third son. Now, Junan is married, but Gu Qingheng's reaction is very strange.

  Their relationship shouldn't be unusual, should it?

  Smoking area.

  He Donglin asked after taking a drag on his cigarette: "Tell me, is she really your fiancée?"

  Gu Qingheng's voice was very light: "How, doesn't it look like?"

  He Donglin shook his head, looking quite serious: "No. Your fiancée shouldn't be this type of person."

  At 22 years old, it's still a bit too young.

  "What kind is it?" Gu Qingheng's face was expressionless as he watched the cigarette burn down to a nub, the ash falling off.

  "Jiang Wan," He Donglin said a person's name, summarizing any woman. He also made the point: "Benefit. Without benefit, even if you give me 10 unmarried women, I won't marry one of them into our family. Your old man will let you marry such a young girl?"

  Gu Qingheng threw away the cigarette butt between his fingers and lost interest in smoking again, turned around and left. "The cigarette is finished, I'll go back first."

  When Gu Qingheng returned to the private room, Nian Qing had already finished drinking the soup and was wiping his mouth.

  A friend handed her a cup of white wine, she took a look, smiled and shook her head, her lips moving. He knew she was refusing.

  That friend also had too much to drink, she refused several times but to no avail, her eyebrows furrowed. He knew she was finding the other person troublesome.

  Gu Qingheng stepped forward and shouted to stop them: "She's injured her hand, don't let her touch the wine."

  Ning Qing turned her head and saw Gu Qingheng standing behind her, startling her - when did he come back?

  Those friends, drunk and returned drunk, but still recognized Gu Qingheng, among their people, Gu Qingheng was the big brother, they all listened to him.

  If you can't drink, then find another friend and continue drinking.

  Private room, a bit noisy.

  Gu Qingheng leaned down, his thin lips opening slightly beside her clean white earlobe: "Let's go, I'll send you back."

  The tongue is clear and the head nods, the earlobe is slightly hot and flushed.

  She lifted her hand and brushed aside the hair behind her ear, covering it up.

  Gu Qingheng said goodbye to his friends and left with Nian Qing first.

  All the way back to the hospital.

  Gu Qingheng put down Nianqing and drove away, returning to the company.

  At this moment, Nian Qing finally dared to touch her already crimson ears, and on top of them, there seemed to be the remaining warmth from Gu Qing Heng's lips...

  When I returned to the ward, Yanzai was already asleep.

  She complained to Nian Qing: "Where did you go? Don't you remember that we had an appointment! I was worried about you all night, and as soon as I took a break at noon, I rushed over here, but you're still not back!"

  "Sorry about that, I'll explain later. First, can you hand me my wallet? I need to go settle the medical bill."

  "Wait." Yanzhi noticed that Nian Qing's ears had turned red.

  She knew this was Nian Qing's most sensitive spot and couldn't withstand teasing or fooling around.

  Yan Zi guessed: "Were you just with Gu Qingheng?"

  He nodded slowly and said, "Yes."

  Yan Zi smiled and handed over the wallet: "Go on, hurry up and come back soon."

  She really took Gu Qingheng as her male god?

  Carrying her purse, Qing leaves the ward and heads for the hospital's cashier.

  As she passed by another department, Qing saw a somewhat familiar figure. She looked carefully for several glances and recognized who it was - it was Jianjian.

  She came to the hospital, to check on the child? Or, have an abortion?

  Ning Qing raised her head and looked around at what department this was, immediately furrowing her brow in disbelief.

  "Fang Qian, are you still there? Fang Qian?" The nurse in the ward was calling out.

  "I'm here." The one who responded was Jianjian.

  Qianqian, is that Fang Qian? Nian Qing felt something was off and decided to stop and observe.

  The nurse said a few words to Xi Xi and then left.

  Qian Qian sat on the outdoor rest chair, waiting with a very poor complexion.

  Ning Qing looked at her for a long time and couldn't help but walk over and ask: "What's your name anyway?"

  In an instant, she lifted her head and saw Nian Qing for a moment, her face changing color again and again.

  "Are you called Qingqing or Fang Qian?"

  She sneered coldly, especially resentful of Nian Qing: "Who would be born with the name Arrogant? Fang Qian is my real name, and Arrogant is just a temporary nickname I took. If I hadn't been called Arrogant back then, Guan Shao Chen wouldn't have noticed me either."

  Ning Qing was taken aback for a moment, clenched her fists: "What do you mean by this?"

  Love rivals meet, eyes are especially red. Jianjian thinks Nianqing is pretending to be stupid!

  "Aren't you called Nian Qing? But I'll tell you, soon I'll be able to rely on my child's noble status, and whatever you're called will be useless. Official Shao will marry me!" Yan Yan had a triumphant expression, covering her slightly bulging belly, smiling complacently.

  "I think you don't understand Guan Shao at all. What I'm called doesn't matter, he won't go after a woman just because of a name. And finally, I also hope he can marry you." After emphasizing this, Ning Qing turned around and left, no longer bothering to talk nonsense with Jian Jian, her hand tightly clenched.

  Dark and clear, what is it? Nonsense!