A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 283: Memories Regained

Translator: LiamHW

Jia Yi broke down instantly upon hearing his voice, his features crinkled into a shape like a wrinkled paper and he burst out crying as if he was a tearful man.

Perhaps because he was under too much psychological pressure, he didn’t care that Song Qinghan was his “love rival”, and while crying, he said in a broken voice, “I, I won’t steal your favor, why don’t you allow me to go back with you in your family?”

Song Qinghan, however, slowly sat on the bed and said in a leisurely manner, “But why should I? And what’s going to happen if you don’t follow us back? You should get a reason for that after all to persuade us, right?”

A flash of hesitation passed through Jiayi’s eyes as he hesitantly said, “I … I’m young and beautiful…”

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and responded calmly, “I don’t need any young and beautiful subordinate myself, and as for Wu Dahu, he doesn’t seem to be eager for a young and beautiful concubine.”

Seeing Jiayi start to wipe his tears off his face again, Song Qinghan laughed suddenly, flexed his fingers and tapped on the bed board, while saying seriously, “Why are you so stubborn? You should know that you are giving up a man who loves you the most but are keeping your eyes on the one who will never have an eye on you.”

Jiayi paused, bowed his head and whispered, “Who loves me? No one is going to like me since I have become so miserable like this.”

Looking at the corner of his clothes that was about to be torn, Song Qing Han heaved a sigh and said in a tone of great resignation, “I noticed that the so-called Lord Lu hid himself at the corner of somewhere watching you from time to time these days. I am not quite sure whether he likes you or not, but one thing I am confident enough, he won’t fix his eyes on you like that if he hates you.”

After sayin that, Song Qinghan shook his head and then he rose from the bed, intending to leave.

Jiayi stood up in a panic and followed him in behind, while saying sharply, “Why didn’t he come to me then? How can he still like me when I’ve been in such a mess with him? He’s probably viewing me as a joke!”

Song Qinghan paused all of a sudden, and then pointed at somewhere in distance, “Isn’t he staying right there in that tent? Go and check it out yourself just with a simple visit and you will know everything instead of guessing. You didn’t go in last time when you visited him?”

Upon hearing the interrogation, Jiayi pondered but soon nodded awkwardly.

A queer emotion overwhelmed Song Qinghan as he stared at the hesitant expression shown on Jiayi’s face.

How come? How come this ‘stupid’ boy did not come to perceive the commander Lu’s thought as it was completely obvious?

If he, as the typical man who was of carelessness, hadn’t met someone he really fell for, how could he have become so cowardly that he wouldn’t even dare to knock on the door?

Song Qinghan shrugged, patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, “Just go for it, it won’t be worse than the current situation anyway.”

Jiayi nodded, but then he blushed with his face full of redness after he came to realize what Song Qinghan meant. He clenched his fists tight, stamping his feet angrily.

Forget it! It was all out! Since he could surrender once, he would definitely be able to deal with him again!

After “educating” Jiayi, Song Qinghan walked back to Wu Dahu’s tent in a relaxed mood and was surprised to see a dazed Wu Dahu sitting on the edge of his bed, he approached and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong? Haven’t you gone to look for the Commander General?”

It was right at that moment when Song Qinghan’s voice was heard, Wu Dahu got his pair of eyes opened wide and stared at Song Qinghan in shock, his lips were flickering, but he seemed to fail to say anything valuable.

Upon seeing the abnormal reaction Wu Dahu was performing, Song Qinghan was nervous all at once, he got closer to Wu Dahu and reached out to touch his forehead, “Are you uncomfortable right now? But it seems that you do not have a fever…”

While he was examining meticulously on Wu Dahu, Wu Dahu took his wrist abruptly. And the next moment Song Qinghan fell into Wu Dahu’s embrace.

Dumbfounded, Song Qinghan stretched forth his arms to hug Wu Dahu in response and then he patted Wu Dahu on his back, while saying, “Are you down right at this moment? Don’t be upset, Dahu, I am here.”

Little Shitou, who was caught between the two, looked to his left and to his right as the two were hugging, and mimicked Song Qinghan’s action by stretching forth his chubby hands and patting Wu Dahu on his chest, while babbling innocently, “No up set, no up set!”

Wu Dahu tightened his grip on Song Qinghan and whispered gently, “I, I have regained my memories…”

It took Song Qinghan a while to react after Wu Dahu’s statement, and then he smiled peacefully, “Isn’t it good? Why are you so nervous?”

However, Wu Dahu suddenly sank into a silence and sooner he loosened his hands, looking at both Song Qinghan and Little Shitou with a struggle in his eyes. He lowered his head after that as if the sentiment of guilt suddenly overwhelmed himself, and he uttered in a low voice, “I, I remembered why I messed up with that Jiayi guy now.”

Song Qinghan skipped a heart beat as he heard the news, while the premonition hit him right in his mind. And then slowly, he withdrew the expression on his face as it turned into a peace, “Why?”

Wu Dahu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. The expression on his face changed violently, mixed with regret, sadness and anger…

“I was drunk one night, and it was the night when I misidentified him as you, and…”

A short sentence was divided into several parts by Wu Dahu before he finished, which was suffering Song Qinghan drip by drip dragging him down into the unfathomable abyss of coldness.

Although Wu Dahu did not mention clearly about what happened after he mistook Jiayi for Song Qinghan, Song Qinghan could guess what happened after that since they were adults and mature enough to be aware of the matter in the ensuing course.

And that was why Song Qinghan became even more sullen when he was bothered to think further.

Wu Dahu did not have an affair at all if the emotional infidelity was to be considered, but physically, he…

Upon seeing that Song Qinghan was silent with a face of gloom just like him, Wu Dahu felt painful inside as if his heart was currently throttled by someone who was with a big palm.

If he hadn’t coveted that cup of wine back then…

Unfortunately, there was no ifs in the world. What he could do now was to be responsible, taking the bitter fruit himself.

Song Qinghan stood up slowly while looking at Wu Dahu, and he said, “Since everything had happened, tell me about your thoughts then. Do you still want to bring Jiayi home? If it is all you wish, I will go for Jiayi right now. He must be surprised and cheerful…”

“Of course not!”

Wu Dahu rosed from the bed following Song Qinghan’s lead and answered, while reaching out to caress Song Qinghan on the face. However, noticing that Song Qinghan dodged his intimate touch, he paused while sorrow was filled in his eyes.

Seeing Song Qinghan looking at himself quietly, Wu Dahu slowly calmed himself down and said in a deep voice, “I never wanted to bring Jiayi home, I just… Wanted to see if I could help him find a home so that he could forget about that incident…”

Although Song Qinghan looked calm, his heart was beating fast and his blood was surging upwards, giving him a feeling of being so oxygen deprived that he was about to pass out.

He felt himself unable to think calmly now, so he spoke directly, “Do what you want, I’m going to rest, don’t disturb me.”

And after that, he stuffed Little Shitou back in Wu Dahu’s arms, turned around alone and left the tent without turning his head back.

Wu Dahu quietly followed him in behind until Song Qinghan finally disappeared in the sight, he didn’t have the courage to go after him after all.

Little Shitou did not know what was going on right now, but he could perceive something was wrong sensitively between these two adults. And then he reached out his chubby hand and slapped Wu Dahu on the chest, crying, “Bad man! Bad man!”

With a bitter smile, Wu Dahu reached out and squeezed Little Stone’s hand, put it into the swaddling clothes, pinched his face and said softly, “Daddy is indeed a bad person, when you grow up, you should never make your femina father upset, do you understand?”