pjbooks Chapter 175 Happy New Year
Chapter 175 Happy New Year
Su Qingyao took the microphone from Zhang Miaoke, while holding Wen Yu tightly with her other hand.
The two sat on the hospital bed, looking at each other.
The entire ward seemed to fall silent; the laughter, the lively atmosphere, and the festive red decorations of the New Year quietly faded into the background.
Only they remained.
The accompaniment slowly began.
The intro is a gentle piano with a touch of electronic sound, soothing and affectionate, like a melody flowing through headphones when two people are snuggling together late at night.
Their performance was a chorus of Yan Renzhong's "I Wish You Love Me Until the End of Time".
They had listened to this song together many times, in the car and at home. Every time the song was played, Su Qingyao would hum along, and Wen Yu would look at her and smile.
At that moment, Su Qingyao raised the microphone, looked at Wen Yu, and her eyes curved into crescent moons.
"May I dream of dreams with you in them, may I learn every song you love—"
Her voice was soft, with a playful sweetness and an undeniable deep affection.
"May I be able to read every nuance of your eyes and brows..."
Wen Yu looked at her eyebrows and eyes, his eyes slightly warming. He continued, his voice low and gentle.
"May my longing for you become inflexible, may my heart belong exclusively to you—"
"May I accidentally fall into your tenderness."
The two looked at each other.
Su Qingyao's eyes welled up with tears, but she still smiled. When it was her turn to sing, she changed the lyrics.
"I will stay here and wait. Love is love, and I can only love you—"
Her voice began to tremble, but she kept looking at him intently, and kept looking.
"I don't want to, I don't want you to be alone..."
Wen Yu mustered his courage and took her hand tightly, his knuckles gripping firmly, as if he wanted to convey all his love to her.
He sang the verses along, his voice hoarse but firm.
Then, it was Su Qingyao's rap part.
No one expected that this usually soft-spoken girl would be so cool and sassy when she rapped.
He had perfect rhythm, clear pronunciation, and an unyielding stubbornness in his tone; he was radiant.
Wen Yu stared intently, his heart overflowing with even stronger love.
……
After the song ended, the ward was quiet for several seconds.
No one applauded, no one spoke, and no one dared to break the moment.
Immediately afterwards, Su Qingyao moved, leaned in, and gently placed a kiss on Wen Yu's lips in front of everyone.
She looked into Wen Yu's eyes and whispered, "Wen Yu, I love you, I'll love you forever."
The unreserved love in her eyes shook Wen Yu to his core, giving all his emotions a focal point.
He thought he should be brave and not be afraid of a temporary separation in the future.
"Me too."
Wen Yu spoke each word with utmost solemnity.
"We will be together forever."
When the applause rang out, their hands were still clasped together.
Zhang Miaoke clapped and wiped away her tears, her voice trembling, "Waaah, this is so sweet... my tears are worthless..."
Wen Zhaoyue smiled and handed her a tissue, her own eyes also red.
Jiang Shubai glanced at Shen Zhixian silently, then tentatively reached out and gently took her hand.
Shen Zhixian curled her lips but didn't pull away, simply letting him be.
Outside the window, the snow is still falling.
Fine, dense snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky, landing on the windowpane and quickly melting away.
Inside, it was as warm as a bright and sunny spring day.
The last activity is for everyone to watch the Spring Festival Gala together, eat New Year's Eve dinner, make dumplings, and stay up late on New Year's Eve.
Jiang Shubai pushed over the giant LCD TV that had been prepared in advance and placed it steadily in the center of the ward.
When the screen lit up, it was the opening dance of the Spring Festival Gala, the screen was full of red and gold, and the lively music instantly filled the whole room.
A small table was set up on Su Qingyao and Wen Yu's hospital beds, covered with melon seeds, candies, and a fruit platter specially prepared by Ruan Xinhe.
Su Qingyao rested her head on Wen Yu's shoulder, and Wen Yu's hand rested on her waist, gently and carefully through the blanket.
The others sat in a circle around the round table.
Ruan Xinhe sat in the middle, a smile on her face, but her eyes occasionally glistened with tears.
Wen Tianyao sat next to her and silently peeled a shrimp for her. Where no one else could see, a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes.
Wen Zhaoyue and Wen Yan sat side by side, cracking sunflower seeds and commenting on the program.
Wen Yan nodded at everything Wen Zhaoyue said, behaving unusually obediently.
Zhang Miaoke and Shen Zhixian squeezed together. Zhang Miaoke laughed so hard she almost fell over. Jiang Shubai sat on the other side of Shen Zhixian, occasionally stealing a glance at her before quickly looking away.
Qin Yue sat alone on the far side, smiling happily, still holding up his phone to record a video.
The TV shows have been filled with skits and song and dance performances, one after another.
Everyone laughed, ate, and drank, occasionally offering a comment or a collective吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for complaining or venting).
Laughter echoed in the ward, filling the New Year's Eve with joy, along with the snowflakes falling outside the window.
Time flies, it's almost midnight.
The host's voice came from the television.
"Dear viewers, let's count down together to welcome the New Year!"
Jiang Shubai and Zhang Miaoke started playing almost simultaneously.
The two men, each holding a firework tube, stood in front of the hospital bed, their eyes fixed on the television screen, eager to try it out.
Wen Tianyao and Qin Yue also stood up.
Wen Tianyao held up the electronic firecrackers that Ruan Xinhe had bought, while Qin Yue held another one. The two stood straight, like two soldiers awaiting orders.
Ruan Xinhe couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wen Tianyao's serious expression.
"Ten, nine, eight—"
The countdown on TV began, and everyone held their breath.
"Seven, six, five—"
Zhang Miaoke's hands were already trembling. Jiang Shubai glanced at her and said, "Worry-free, even setting off fireworks is making your hands tremble."
"You're the one who's shaking!"
"Four, three, two—"
Wen Yu put his arm around Su Qingyao's shoulder, and Su Qingyao hugged his waist.
They both turned their heads at the same time and looked at each other.
"one!"
"boom--"
Fireworks exploded, and colorful ribbons fell from the sky, landing on the hospital bed, on the two people's shoulders, and in the red light that filled the room.
The electronic firecrackers crackled and popped, creating a lively atmosphere just like the real thing.
"Happy New Year!!!"
Zhang Miaoke's screams mingled with the sound of firecrackers, while Jiang Shubai smiled broadly, and everyone exchanged blessings.
Ruan Xinhe smiled and then started wiping away her tears again. Wen Tianyao stood next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently wiped away her tears.
In the heart of the bustling scene, Wen Yu and Su Qingyao simply looked at each other.
Looking at each other's hair covered in ribbons, looking at each other's bright eyes.
Looking at the person who accompanied me through the darkest days and helped me welcome the new year.
"Baby."
Wen Yu spoke softly, his voice drowned out by the sound of firecrackers, but Su Qingyao heard him.
She smiled, leaned in, and hugged him tightly.
"Baby Yu Yu".
"Happy New Year."
Wen Yu hugged Su Qingyao back, feeling as if the world had been filled.
"Happy New Year."
Outside the window, the snow is still falling.
Inside the window, the new year has just begun.