He said he doesn't love me

The sunset had long gone, and now the only light on the top floor was perhaps the fire from Tang Yihe's fingertips.

"Tell me, how do you want to solve this?" Tang Yihe leaned against the edge, blew out a smoke ring, and asked, "Sun Qi, you should have found the person, right?"

Sun Qi was stunned. How could he know so clearly? Could it be...

Did he know it a long time ago?

"Brother, I want to ask you a question. Have you found the person?" Sun Qing saw that Sun Qi had fallen silent and asked hurriedly, "Aren't our people also investigating? Is there still no news?"

"I found out..." Sun Qi sighed and bowed to Tang Yihe. "I'm sorry. It's our fault that led to the current situation. Let me tell you what you want us to do in exchange for our forgiveness. We are willing to do anything. As long as you forgive us..."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Sun Yan was confused, and Sun Qing was also bewildered. How could it be their fault?

"Brother, who did this?"

"Yeah, how can it be our fault? Would we hire someone to harm the little one?"

"He's right." Tang Yihe smiled softly and stamped out the cigarette. He turned on the flashlight on his phone, making the place brighter. "Don't they say that a son pays for his father's debt? I think... there's nothing wrong with a son paying for his mother's debt, right, Sun Qi?"

"mother……"

Sun Qing was confused. What was this about the son paying off the mother's debt? Could it be...

"Brother, could it be mom..." Sun Yan looked at Sun Qi in surprise, and seeing that he just lowered his head, he knew that he already knew.

"You are all smart people, so I won't mention your name." Tang Yihe looked at the three people coldly, and then changed his tone, "But... this matter can't just be let go like this, you must give me a solution, otherwise... I will have to do it myself!"

"How is it possible, Tang Yihe? My mother has been staying in the hospital. How could it be her?" Sun Qing's eyes widened. "Yiao'er is also her child. How could she do such a thing? Is there something wrong? Did your people check the wrong person?!"

Tang Yihe didn't have time to pay attention to this. He just looked at Sun Qi, hoping he would give him an answer.

The rooftop suddenly fell silent. After a long moment, Sun Qi sighed slowly and said.

"...Yes, it was her that my people found out."

"This……"

How is this possible...

Why her? Shouldn't she be in the hospital?

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I just want an answer. How to solve it, should I do it, or should you do it yourself?" Tang Yihe squinted at the three people and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Don't be silent like an idiot, okay? Sun Qi, you'd better not force me to do it myself. I believe you have heard of my methods."

As he spoke, he lit another cigarette, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he held it in his palm. He used his flesh and blood to extinguish the flame.

"...We will take her to a mental hospital and never let her appear in front of Yichu again." Sun Qi thought for a long time and finally gave a solution. Tang Yihe's face changed, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer.

"She almost got Yichu into trouble, and you just locked her up with a simple sentence? Sun Qi, don't treat me as a fool!" Tang Yihe's face was cold, "She beat Yichu, didn't she? It's not too much to break her hands, right?"

"Tang Yihe, that's our mother, aren't you going too far?" Sun Qing refused without hesitation, "Isn't Yichu okay? Isn't she fine? Can't she just be locked up? What do you want?"

Tang Yihe raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of this situation a long time ago. He curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Sun Qi, look, all of you only have Shen Anran in your eyes. Who is really considering Sun Yichu?"

"He is fine now, that's right. But Sun Qing, you also said that she is your mother, and she is also Yi Chu's mother. A mother forced her child to commit suicide. You think that locking her up is serious, but compared to the pain in Yi Chu's heart, I think it is not enough!!"

"What's the difference between you all and fools? Do you really think I'm asking for your opinions? I tell you, I will do what I just said whether you agree or not." After Tang Yihe finished speaking, he walked up to Sun Qi and patted him on the shoulder. He thought for a while and said.

"Do you want to do it yourselves, or should I? If I do... it may not be a pair of hands." After he said that, he left the top floor and returned to Sun Yichu's ward.

As the lights went out, the top floor returned to endless darkness, accompanied by faint sounds of fierce quarrels.

Tang Yihe was not interested in what they talked about later. However, at noon the next day, he got the news that Shen Anran was locked up in a mental hospital and had his hands and feet cut off for unknown reasons.

He was amazed at their speed but also confused.

Who crippled her legs?

He thought about it and decided that it didn't matter, so he stopped paying attention to it.

Sun Yichu had a good night's sleep, and now he was basking in the sunshine and looking at the sky outside the window. When one or two birds flew across the horizon, he smiled happily. Tang Yihe looked at him, but she disliked this smile the most.

It's too fake. It's the loss and sadness that can't be covered up. It's the pain from those words that hurt me so much that I can only pretend to be strong.

"Knock knock knock..."

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Before Tang Yihe opened the door, she saw a nurse coming in pushing a cart.

"Sir, the patient's wound needs to be treated." The nurse smiled at the two of them, then began to prepare medicine and gauze.

Sun Yichu consciously stretched out his hand to the nurse. The wound was very painful, but he seemed not to feel it. He just watched the nurse disinfect and bandage it without blinking.

This scene made Tang Yihe frown, but Sun Yichu's expression was terrifyingly calm, as if the bloody wound was not on his body, but on an insignificant person.

"Sir, you need an injection of sedative." The nurse treated the wound and prepared to add medicine according to the doctor's instructions, but Sun Yichu immediately hid beside Tang Yihe upon hearing this, his whole body trembling.

"Sedatives, those are what crazy people take... I don't want it, I want to go home, I want to go home!!" He resisted fiercely and tried to pull out the needle in his hand without caring about it.

Tang Yihe was quick to press his hand down, "Okay, okay, no fight, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we won't fight, we won't fight." He shook his head at the nurse, "You go back first, I'll go explain to the doctor."

The nurse opened her mouth, but the patient was so emotional that she didn't dare to act rashly. She thought for a moment and nodded, "Then be careful."

"What are you being careful about?! Do you think I will hurt him?! Get out, get out!!! Let her get out... get out..." Sun Yichu was close to a breakdown. He pointed at the door and yelled loudly. The nurse was about to push the medicine in.

"I don't want it..." Sun Yichu looked at Tang Yihe pleadingly, and tears instantly came down.

"Don't fight yet, I can comfort him, you go out first." Tang Yihe no longer cared about being polite, and immediately stood up and pushed the nurse out, then sat back down by the bed. Sun Yichu had been crying uncontrollably, gasping for breath.

"Okay, okay, brother has chased her away, don't cry anymore." Tang Yihe took out a tissue and wiped his tears, her eyes full of heartache.

Since Sun Yichu cried like this once three years ago, he never let him cry again. But now, he cried again, and he could do nothing.

"Go home... I want to go home..." Sun Yichu looked at the unfamiliar environment, all white, and felt a surge of panic in his heart.

He didn't want to stay in a place like this. It was too scary, too scary.

"Brother, I want to go home, I want to go home..."

"Okay, let's go home early tomorrow morning, okay? Don't cry yet, baby, or you'll vomit." Tang Yihe stroked his back, half-huggled him in her arms, and gently soothed him to calm him down.

After crying for more than ten minutes, Sun Yichu finally stopped crying. His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were red like a little rabbit. Tang Yihe peeled an apple for him and watched him eat it bite by bite.

"Like a little rabbit, so cute." He rubbed Sun Yichu's head, "You must be hungry, I'll go buy you something to eat, okay?"

Sun Yichu shook his head, not sure whether he was not hungry or not feeling well.

Tang Yihe sighed slightly, "How can you not eat? Can I buy you some wontons? They were all sold out when I went there yesterday. I'll go earlier today."

"Didn't you buy it..." Sun Yichu murmured. He thought his brother was angry and threw the thing away.

"No, what a coincidence, the shop was closed when I went there." Tang Yihe curved her eyebrows, "Boss, can you please not close it? I can cook for myself. Guess what the boss said."

"What?" Sun Yichu looked up at him and blinked, "Are you afraid that you'll steal something?"

Tang Yihe choked, "Is this how I look to you? Hmm? Little Yichu, are you asking for a beating?"

"Hahaha, if you hit me, mom and dad will hit you." Sun Yichu finally laughed for real. He smacked his lips and continued to chew on the apple. "So what did he say?"

"The boss said that if it doesn't rain tomorrow, he will give me this opportunity." Tang Yihe shrugged, "But you also saw that the clouds in the sky were so dark last night. It was obvious that he was teasing me."

Sun Yichu put down the apple and glanced out the window. The sky was still clear with white clouds, and there was no sign of rain.

"Then if you go today, will he let you cook for yourself? It didn't rain today." Sun Yichu turned around and looked at him, but Tang Yihe kept staring at him. Seeing this, Tang Yihe smiled and said, "Yes, it didn't rain today. It didn't rain anywhere."

Sun Yichu was stunned for a moment, and felt a familiar touch on the tip of his nose. He was dazed, and a soft whisper came into his ear, instantly dispelling the storm in his heart.

"God always plays jokes on us, doesn't he?"

Yes, even a day that everyone thinks is going to rain may turn sunny again, let alone the pain in one’s heart?

The obstacles that you think you can't overcome may disappear at any time, right?

"Brother..." Sun Yichu said softly, "I want to eat hot pot."

"Okay, when you're better, I'll take you out to eat." Tang Yihe knew that he had listened to her, and she finally felt relieved. Seeing that his emotions were indeed much more stable, Tang Yihe replied to his parents' message, telling them not to worry.

"Dong dong dong..."

Tang Yihe raised her eyebrows and glanced at her phone. It was half past nine. Who could it be at this time?

The nurse was just sent away, so she shouldn't be back so soon.

"I'll go open the door." He touched Sun Yichu's forehead with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Why is it so cold? Is the window open too wide?"

Sun Yichu raised his hand and touched it, "It's okay."

"Tell me if you feel cold." Tang Yihe got up and opened the door. Outside the door were Sun Qi and Tang Lele. They each held a thermos bucket and seemed to be here to deliver food.

"Come in." He said calmly, but took the thermos bucket from Tang Lele's hand. "This thing belongs to your brother, right?"

Tang Lele curled his lips, "What's wrong with my brother's? My brother asked me to give it to you. Is there any problem with using his things?" He snorted and ran to Sun Yichu, and like a magic trick, a rose appeared in his pocket.