There's an old saying: when you want to sleep, someone hands you a pillow; when you wish for something, it comes true.
When Song Qinian was just learning to speak, Song Guanliang took her to see many doctors, but no matter how they treated her, she still couldn't utter a word.
Later, they tried every method imaginable, even consulting several spirit mediums, but to no avail.
At first, Song Qinian was very scared. The thought of never being able to communicate with others her entire life was agonizing.
Eventually, she gradually accepted the reality of her muteness, using sign language to express her thoughts. It seemed not so difficult after all.
Besides, when she didn't want to communicate, others wouldn't perceive her as impolite for remaining silent.
However, her inability to speak now made it impossible to clarify many things. She longed to call Shen Chiye's name, to tell him she loved him, and to teach their future child how to speak.
Considering this, Song Qinian immediately replied to Guan Mingxu's WeChat message, "Of course I want to! Please book it for me, the sooner the better."
Guan Mingxu: "Haha, I knew you'd definitely want the treatment, so I've already booked it for you."
The doctor was notoriously difficult to get an appointment with. Upon hearing the news, Guan Mingxu, without waiting to ask Song Qinian, had a friend book an appointment for him. He figured if Song Qinian wanted treatment, she could just go, and if not, he could always cancel.
Song Qinian quickly asked, "In which country? When can the treatment take place?"
Guan Mingxu: "In Australia. That doctor has a peculiar habit of needing to see the patient before treatment. So, to avoid delaying it, it's best if you go in the next couple of days."
Song Qinian thought about Shen Chiye being away on a business trip to another province. If he were to learn she could speak after he finished his work, he would surely be very happy.
"Okay, then I'll start packing."
Song Qinian didn't have much to pack. Her passport was obtained by the company when she was Shen Chiye's assistant, so all she needed was a few clothes, essentials, and money.
That evening, Guan Mingxu came to see Song Qinian with a bag. His expression was grim, and he seemed dejected, like a bruised eggplant.
Song Qinian gestured with her hands, "What's wrong?"
Guan Mingxu sighed heavily, "I originally wanted to accompany you for treatment, but the company has too much on its plate recently, and I can't get away. Can you manage on your own? Do you really not need Shen Chiye to go with you?"
Song Qinian, remembering Shen Chiye was still angry, smiled and shook her head. "I want to give him a surprise."
Hearing this, Guan Mingxu felt a pang of jealousy. Damn Shen Chiye, what incredible luck he had to be so cherished by Song Qinian.
"Alright, but don't worry. I've arranged everything. When you arrive in Australia, my friend will definitely help you. Call me if anything comes up."
Song Qinian expressed her sincere gratitude.
Apart from Guan Mingxu, Song Qinian told no one about her trip for treatment.
The main reason was that she was unsure if the treatment would be successful. If she informed everyone beforehand and then disappointed them again, what would be the point?
It was better to give them a surprise rather than build their hopes up for nothing.
Her departure was scheduled for 5 PM the next day. At 3 PM, Song Qinian grabbed her luggage and left, ready to take a taxi to the airport.
While waiting for the car, Song Qinian's heart was filled with excitement and anticipation. After so many years, she had forgotten what it was like to speak. If she could truly be cured, how happy would Shen Chiye be when he saw her speak?
At that moment, she would tell him the whole story of her and Li Junshen, and also tell him that the only person she loved in this life was Shen Chiye.
The thought alone brought an involuntary smile of joy and happiness to Song Qinian's face.
A car suddenly stopped at her feet. Seeing it was her taxi, Song Qinian was about to put her suitcase in the trunk when a cold, sharp voice rang out, "Song Qinian!!!"
Startled by the shout, Song Qinian instinctively turned her head and saw Shen Chiye, his face a mask of gloom, running towards her.
He had just gotten out of the car and was running at full speed. For a fleeting moment, Song Qinian saw panic and fear on his face, along with intense anger.
Song Qinian was still processing "Didn't he go on a business trip to another province? Why is he back?" and "Why does he look so angry?" when Shen Chiye rushed over and grabbed her arm.
His grip was firm, as if she might slip away from him if he wasn't careful. He glanced down at the suitcase in her hand and said coldly, "Where are you going?"
His gaze was terrifying, and the aura of anger surrounding him was intimidating.
Song Qinian was about to gesture, but he seemed to have lost his patience. He scooped her up and headed towards their home.
Song Qinian, realizing she would miss her flight if she didn't hurry, struggled. She wanted Shen Chiye to put her down, her small hands gesturing rapidly in the air, "I have to go abroad for something. Put me down."
But Shen Chiye didn't even look at her sign language. Once inside the house, he placed her on the bed.
Before Song Qinian could get up, his passionate and possessive kiss descended upon her. He began to undo his black tie and remove her clothes.
Realizing what he intended, Song Qinian's face turned pale. Shen Chiye was acting incredibly abnormal, and if this continued, she wouldn't be able to go to Australia today.
Just then, Song Qinian's phone suddenly rang. It was a text message from an unknown number.
"Niannian, I'm already at the airport. Where are you? I can't wait to see you. Just thinking about us never being apart again makes me want to fly to you immediately."
Upon seeing this message, Shen Chiye's dark eyes erupted with a destructive fury.
Sensing her resistance, he violently threw the phone to the ground, lowered his head, and bit Song Qinian's shoulder fiercely. His voice was chillingly cold, "I will never let you and Li Junshen be together. Since you married me, even if you don't love me, even if you treat me as his replacement, then be my replacement for life!"
What about being together?
Song Qinian desperately wanted to speak, but her mouth opened, and no sound came out. Her hands were pinned above her head by Shen Chiye, making it impossible to use sign language.
Ever since they reconciled, Shen Chiye had always been gentle in bed. But tonight, he was fierce and rough. Song Qinian couldn't push him away, and she couldn't speak, so she could only endure.
As the minutes ticked by, Song Qinian felt incredibly wronged, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
She had believed Shen Chiye loved her, and that love meant trust. However... the mere appearance of Li Junshen had shattered his trust.
Seeing Song Qinian's tears caused Shen Chiye immense pain, yet the thought of her trying to elope with Li Junshen drove him to the brink of madness.
No matter what, he would not let Song Qinian leave with Li Junshen. She was his wife, his woman. Unless death separated them, he would not give her to anyone.
He lowered his head and tenderly kissed away Song Qinian's tears, murmuring softly in her ear, "Qiqi, I won't let you leave me."