bookrandom Chapter 822: Chenxi Should Not Be Responsible
Chapter 822: Chenxi Should Not Be Responsible
In the spacious and beautifully decorated restaurant in the cozy villa in Goldsmith Bay, warm yellow lights softly sprinkle in every corner, making the entire space particularly warm.
The dining table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes, and the steaming hot air filled the air with tempting aroma.
Xiao Yue was carefully moving among the crowd, holding an exquisite wine jug in his hand, filling everyone's glasses in turn.
The focused look on their faces was as if they were performing a solemn ceremony, and every drop of wine poured was filled with beautiful expectations for family reunion.
Just as everyone was about to raise their glasses to celebrate this joyous moment, Jiang Chengyu's deep and magnetic voice rang out in the restaurant: "Uncle Song, Aunt Shen."
The sound echoed in the quiet space, attracting everyone's attention towards the source of the sound.
Shen Rou exclaimed in surprise: "Cheng Yu is back!"
As soon as the old lady saw Jiang Chengyu, a smile immediately broke out on her face, her eyes full of love and joy. She waved her hands hurriedly and greeted him:
"My child, you are finally back. We have been waiting for you for so long. Come here and sit next to the stinky treasure."
Jiang Chengyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and responded politely: "Thank you, old lady."
At this time, Xiao Yue hurried forward, gently pulled out a chair, and said enthusiastically with a smile on his face, "Master Jiang, please sit down."
Jiang Chengyu sat down slowly, and the warm scenes of taking care of Choubao for the past three years emerged in his mind.
The time at that time was full of laughter and joy, and every moment seemed to be engraved in his heart.
However, compared to Mu Xiaoji's inner feelings, every time he sat here, although everyone called him by a familiar name, there was always an indescribable sense of strangeness.
In this family, besides knowing that these people are their relatives and the specific label of "eldest grandson",
He often felt as if he was a being on the edge, with an indescribable sense of loneliness deep in his heart.
As they talked, everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together. The crisp sound of clinking glasses echoed in the restaurant, as if playing a joyful melody.
After completing this ritualistic celebration, Jiang Shuo's WeChat video ringtone suddenly broke the brief silence.
Jiang Shuo quickly reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone. He took a closer look and saw an incoming call from "Grandma Mu" on the screen.
He quickly connected the video, a bright smile spread across his face, and he said happily, "Grandma, Happy New Year."
Mu Huiying's amiable face appeared on the phone screen. She was also smiling, her eyes full of love for Jiang Shuo. She responded:
"Hey, stinky baby, happy New Year! Are you having a happy meal with your grandparents and their family?"
Jiang Shuo smiled and adjusted the camera on his phone, capturing the family around him and the sumptuous food on the dining table.
Seeing this, Mu Huiying's eyes flashed with relief, and she exclaimed in admiration, "Oh, Choubao, this dinner is really sumptuous! Choubao is in the growth stage, so he must eat more."
Jiang Shuo's sharp eyes saw that behind Grandma Mu was a bustling restaurant with constant laughter and joy.
I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Grandma, are you and Grandpa Guo at the welfare home, spending the holidays with everyone?"
Mu Huiying smiled and nodded, her eyes revealing warmth and satisfaction. She said, "Yes, your grandfather is busy right now, so let's not disturb him. Choubao, remember to say hello to Grandma on my behalf!"
At this time, Shen Rou sat opposite Jiang Shuo and reminded him softly, "Stinky baby, ask grandma where your dad is? He went back over there. How is his recovery?"
Jiang Shuo quickly came to his senses and asked hurriedly on the phone: "Grandma, where's Dad? Is he doing well these days after he went back?"
Mu Huiying turned her head and looked around the restaurant. After a quick glance, she said, "Ah, I was just happily eating dumplings with everyone, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared.
Choubao told grandpa and grandma not to worry, your dad will be at Renxin Hospital in G City when he returns, and those close classmates will take care of him, so he'll be fine. Grandma will also take good care of him wholeheartedly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone calling her from a distance. Mu Huiying hurriedly responded, "Choubao, enjoy your meal. Grandma has something to do here."
Jiang Shuo smiled sensibly and said, "Goodbye, grandma!" Then he hung up the phone.
But Jiang Shuo still seemed worried about his father, and he made a WeChat video call to Mu Xiaoji without giving up.
Soon, the video call was connected, and the screen was completely dark. Then, Mu Xiaoji's voice came over: "Jiang Shuo, Happy New Year!"
Jiang Shuo couldn't help but ask with concern: "Dad, where are you? Why are you so dark?"
Mu Xiaoji reached out and fumbled to turn on the light, which instantly illuminated the room. Jiang Chengyu glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and saw that the screen was exactly Mu Xiaoji's dormitory in the Red Star Welfare Home.
Mu Xiaoji smiled and turned the camera to show the room, and said in a relaxed tone: "In Dad's dormitory!
I just had dumplings with everyone and I'm a little tired, so I came back to rest. How are Grandpa, Grandma, and Grandma? Are they not mad at Dad? "
Jiang Shuo also turned the camera so that Mu Xiaoji could see everyone. Mu Xiaoji forced a smile and said to the camera: "Dad, Mom, Grandma, Xiaoyue Sister, Mr. Jiang, Happy New Year to everyone!"
The old lady looked at Mu Xiaoji's appearance on the phone, her eyes slightly reddened, and she responded with a trembling voice:
"Grandson, remember to come back and visit grandma often. Grandma doesn't have much time left, and I just want you to be by my side."
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoji could not help but scolded her: "Grandma, please don't say that, you will definitely live a long life.
If you curse yourself like that, I'll be furious. I'll definitely come home to see you more often. I'm really happy to see you guys back to your happy life."
Jiang Chengyu sat aside, listening to Mu Xiaoji's words, feeling mixed emotions.
He didn't dare to look up, but just murmured silently in his heart: "Xiao Ji, Happy New Year!"
His thoughts drifted back to the New Year's Eve in the sea view villa when he had been in a deep sleep for many days.
When he woke up after many days and picked up his phone, he found that it was already New Year's Eve! He saw hundreds of missed calls from Mu Xiaoji.
Worried that Mu Xiaoji might have wild thoughts, he took the initiative to send Mu Xiaoji a message on WeChat: "Xiaoji, Happy New Year!"
Now, time has passed and things have changed. He is full of confusion and doesn't know how to face Mu Xiaoji. He can only silently express this blessing in his heart.
Suddenly, the sudden ring of the phone broke the slightly heavy atmosphere. Jiang Chengyu was slightly startled at first, then hurriedly stood up.
With an apologetic look on his face, he said, "Sorry, I have to go out to answer a phone call." After that, he hurriedly left the restaurant.
Jiang Shuo and Mu Xiaoji in the video watched Jiang Chengyu hurriedly leave. Then, they heard Jiang Chengyu's slightly anxious voice:
"Hey, Gu Ze, I'm sorry. Today is New Year's Day. I went back to Goldsmith Bay to reunite with my family. I was so busy that I forgot to call you. I'm really sorry."
On the other end of the phone, Gu Ze's gentle voice came, with a slightly pleading tone: "Cheng Yu, I have prepared so many meals, all of which are your favorites.
I'm looking forward to you coming back to have dinner together. How about this, I'll wait for you to come back. It doesn't matter how late it is, just remember to come back."
Jiang Chengyu was immediately at a loss, and stammered, "Gu Ze, I..."
However, Gu Ze did not give him the chance to hesitate, and made a decisive decision: "Okay, I'll wait for you. It's a happy decision!" After that, he hung up the phone anxiously.
Jiang Chengyu held the phone and said "Hello... Hello, Gu Ze..." into the microphone, but there was already a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
In the restaurant, Mu Xiaoji saw this scene, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. He said softly to Jiang Shuo: "Jiang Shuo, you should eat well. Dad is sleepy and will go to sleep first."
Shen Rou looked at her son's tired face on the phone, her heart full of worry, and hurriedly reminded him:
"Chenxi, you must take good care of yourself over there. Don't do everything yourself and don't overwork yourself."
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly and responded, "Got it, Mom, Dad, Grandma, bye!" After that, he ended the video call.
The restaurant fell into a brief silence for a while, and everyone's mood became a little complicated because of this series of events.
Song Shijie watched Jiang Chengyu walk into the restaurant with a dusty face. He looked as if he was suffocating due to the trivialities of life and the entanglements in his heart.
He couldn't help but feel distressed, and silently picked up a piece of sweet and sour spareribs that were tempting in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
He gently placed it in Jiang Chengyu's bowl, and then asked in a fatherly, gentle tone filled with love and concern:
"Cheng Yu, I remember... you are the same age as Chen Xi, right?"
Jiang Chengyu was slightly startled, pursed his lips subconsciously, nodded gently, and responded in a low voice: "Yeah!"
At this time, Xiao Yue, who was serving the dishes, considerately scooped a bowl of steaming and fragrant mushroom soup and carefully placed it in front of Jiang Chengyu, his eyes full of care and consideration.
Song Shijie looked at Jiang Chengyu, a trace of guilt and emotion in his eyes, and said slowly: "All these years, I have always had a knot in my heart.
I owe you a sincere apology. I will always remember all the help you have given to our family and the kindness you have shown us over the years.
Logically, I should have been grateful to you, but in reality, I was the one who hurt you the most."
Jiang Chengyu quickly waved his hand, with a humble look on his face, and said sincerely: "No, Uncle Song,
I did all those things willingly, completely out of my own will, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, so please don't say that."
Song Shijie gently made a prohibiting gesture, gently but firmly interrupting Jiang Chengyu's words, his tone full of self-blame:
"Cheng Yu, listen to what Uncle Song said. It was because of me that the two of you, who were originally very close friends,
We've come to the point where we're like strangers today. All of this is due to my failure as a father."
As he spoke, Song Shijie slowly picked up the wine glass, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
Then he put down his glass heavily and said with deep emotion: "As a father, seeing my son depressed all day long, my heart hurts like a knife.
In fact, I am the least qualified person to lecture you. I know that some of my actions over the years have caused you great harm."
Jiang Chengyu wanted to open his mouth to refute, but Song Shijie raised his hand to stop him, "Just listen to me first."
Song Shijie took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became moist, and his voice trembled slightly:
"Cheng Yu, I know that matters of the heart are hard for others to explain clearly. If you have found someone who is truly right for you, Uncle Song sincerely wishes you the best.
Uncle Song has only one small request. I hope that next time you face Chenxi, don't look at him with that cold and hostile gaze.
I can see that his love for you is much deeper than what we see on the surface.
The two years you were in a deep sleep were like hell to him, extremely painful.
His heart was already broken, so when he saw you return, he made the greatest concessions.
You know, at the last moment of his heart and lung failure, even if he was dying, he still told Choubao to protect you well and not let anyone get close to you.
You know better than anyone what happened in the past. It's all my fault. If you want to blame someone, just blame me! Chenxi shouldn't be responsible for all of this."
Jiang Chengyu looked at Song Shijie in tears quietly, feeling mixed emotions.
All kinds of emotions intertwined together, and for a moment I didn't know how to explain or how to respond to these heavy words.
He opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't say a word.