latelenovela Chapter 253 pieced together his lover's appearance bit by bit.
Chapter 253 pieced together his lover's appearance bit by bit.
Chapter 253 Piecing together the image of her lover bit by bit
Uncle Wei didn't want to hurt Auntie...
Although he hasn't regained his memory yet, and is often confused due to the medication, he still remembers Zhuang Yi telling him about how he hurt his aunt.
[Furthermore, every time he mentioned wanting to see his aunt, Zhuang Yi would emphasize that his illness wasn't cured yet and he could still be aggressive.]
He's afraid he'll do the same thing again, so he wants to get rid of his aunt...
Pei Chuyao felt even more distressed. She reached for Wei Qinghui's hand, wanting to pull him into her arms.
"Qinghui, you won't hurt me. Zhuang Yi has been lying to you all along! You've never hurt me. Please calm down, okay? I'll take you to the hospital. You'll get better soon. You'll understand everything once you remember everything!"
But Wei Qinghui was unable to think straight at the moment. He became agitated and tried to stand up from his chair, but he was too weak and accidentally fell forward. Pei Chuyao fell down while trying to catch him.
Anling and the others hadn't gone forward earlier because they wanted to give the two people, who had finally reunited, some space. Now, it was too late to lend a hand.
When the two fell, they bumped into the desk, knocking over several stacks of drawing paper on it.
Stacks of drawing paper fell to the ground and scattered, revealing the contents on them.
Pei Chuyao sat on the ground, staring blankly at the drawings.
A moment later, she reached out with trembling hands to the ground and spread out the stacked sheets of paper, each one a work of art by Wei Qinghui in this room.
An Ling and the others glanced over and figured there must be several thousand scattered on the ground.
They could only tell that Wei Qinghui painted portraits. Some had only a rough outline without facial features, some only had one of the facial features, such as one or two eyes, a nose or a mouth, and some had complete facial features, but obvious traces of correction could be seen, as if even the painter himself did not know what kind of face he wanted to paint.
So he could only keep imagining and revising, trying stroke by stroke, piecing together each facial feature one by one. If it felt familiar, he would write it down; if not, he would draw it again...
In the bottom right corner of each drawing, there are two neatly written characters: "Chu Yao".
Pei Chuyao's hands trembled more and more, and she flipped through the drawing paper more and more hurriedly. Tears fell drop by drop onto the paper, adding a few wrinkles to these incomplete paintings.
Seeing Pei Chuyao fall and even cry because of him, Wei Qinghui was clearly at a loss.
He was very anxious to see Pei Chuyao, wanting to wipe away her tears, but he timidly withdrew his hand after reaching out a little, not daring to touch her.
An Ling and the others tried to help the two up, but Pei Chuyao's emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, were accidentally released by these paintings, and she could no longer stop them. She finally started to cry.
Wei Qinghui thought he had done something wrong, so he struggled to shake off Anluo's hand that was trying to help him, walked to the desk, picked up an open sketchbook, and carefully handed it to Pei Chuyao.
"Chu Yao..."
He wanted to stop her from crying, but he couldn't make the sound. He could only anxiously start flipping through the sketchbook, showing it to Pei Chuyao page by page.
Unlike what Pei Chuyao had seen before, every painting in this book was a complete portrait, and every face looked like Pei Chuyao.
When Wei Qinghui first woke up, she found that although she had lost her previous memories, she always felt that there was a very important person in her heart.
Upon hearing Zhuang Yi mention "Chu Yao," he felt a splitting headache and an indescribable bitterness in his heart. He instinctively felt that the owner of this name was the person who was very important to him.
So, despite his headache, he asked Zhuang Yi, "Who is Chu Yao?"
Sure enough, Zhuang Yi told him that it was his lover.
Zhuang Yi said that as long as he gets better, he can see Chu Yao again.
He could endure the treatment period, which he didn't know when it would end, but he couldn't bear forgetting what Chu Yao looked like.
So during those chaotic ten years, he pieced together his lover's appearance little by little, relying on his intuition and the few remaining blurry images in his mind.
He drew her happy face, her sulking face, her excited face...
Pretend that you really see her every day.
Sure enough, Zhuang Yi hadn't lied to him; he really had seen Chu Yao. But his treatment wasn't over yet, and he didn't want to hurt Chu Yao any further...
But he didn't want her to cry either.
But Chu Yao cried even harder after seeing his painting.
"Qinghui...please come with me. We're not giving up on treatment, we're just going to a better hospital so you can recover faster, okay?"
Wei Qinghui finally nodded and gently wiped away Pei Chuyao's tears with his fingertips.
As they helped Wei Qinghui to leave, Wei Qinghui turned back and pointed at Zhuang Yi, "Zhuang Yi..."
Uncle Wei wanted to ask why Zhuang Yi wasn't leaving with them...
Everyone else fell silent. Even now, Wei Qinghui still believed that Zhuang Yi was genuinely helping him.
"Pei Chuyao!" Zhuang Yi's resentful voice came from behind, "Are you really so heartless that you won't even turn around and look at me?"
Pei Chuyao didn't reply to him, but simply shook her head at Wei Qinghui and said softly, "Let's go first."
As they walked down the corridor, they could still hear Zhuang Yi shouting Pei Chuyao's name, but no one stopped.
……
Pei Yuning had already called the police when they rushed into the room. After all, Zhuang Yi's illegal detention had lasted for ten years and he had even hired accomplices. The police investigation and evidence collection would definitely take time. At least for the next two days, it would be best for them to stay in Hecheng.
Pei Chuyao wanted to take Zhuang Yi to the local hospital for a check-up right away, and then return to Beijing as soon as things were settled here.
Pei Yuning and An Shuhai stayed behind with a few bodyguards, planning to explain the situation to the police when they arrived, and have An Ling and An Luo accompany Pei Chuyao off the island first.
When they returned to the ferry, they found that the captain was still standing there, just like the other bodyguards, guarding the two men who were tied up.
Upon seeing them return, he approached them with a beaming smile and asked, "How did it go? How was your site visit? Are you planning to film a movie here?"
"Hey? Who's this? Is he a new actor too?" he asked, pointing at Wei Qinghui.
Then, he looked outside again and asked in a somewhat disappointed tone:
"And why didn't Pei Yuning come back with you? Didn't she say she would come and ask these guys how I performed?"
Bodyguards: ...
Anling: ...
“My mom and the others are still doing their research. We have urgent business to attend to right now, so please take us back first,” An Ling said, not wanting to spoil the captain’s mood. “Or you could leave me your phone number, and my mom will contact you if there are any suitable roles available.”
"Alright!" The captain immediately returned to his work with renewed enthusiasm.