Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 283 - 279: Became a Dad

Chapter 283: Chapter 279: Became a Dad

He Garden Lane Intersection.

The white Audi slowly stopped without entering, Qin Guanglin sat in the car looking at the lane, a vague unease growing inside him.

The news didn’t mention the location, only mentioned South City, but he felt it was here.

No reason, just certain.

He got out of the car and walked into the alley; within a few short minutes, Qin Guanglin had reached the big garbage heap. He looked up at the wall at the "116" sign and continued forward by memory until he came upon the woman who was waving with Yuan the day before yesterday.

"Hello..."

"Ah?" The woman, who had just left her house carrying a lunch box, looked up and saw Qin Guanglin in front of her.

"Is this... Xiang Xiaoyuan’s home?"

"I am... you..." The woman hesitated, then seemed to remember something, "Are you also a reporter?"

"Um..." Qin Guanglin felt a stir inside him, but before he could speak, he saw her turn and sit on her shabby electric scooter.

"I’m off to the hospital to bring my child food, I don’t have time for an interview..." She bowed slightly toward Qin Guanglin, "Excuse me, please step aside."

"Going to the hospital? I’ll give you a ride," Qin Guanglin quickly spoke up, "I am... Yuan’s art teacher, I heard that..."

He spoke too hastily, and realizing that this implied he also needed to visit Yuan in the hospital, he suddenly faltered.

"Teacher?"

The woman’s eyes widened slightly, "Thank you, teacher... You also want to see Yuan, right? Hmm... that’s perfect, we can go together, Yuan will be really happy..."

She got off the electric scooter, looked around not seeing a car, and questioned, "That..."

Qin Guanglin, seeing how easily she believed him, stiffly responded, "The car is outside, let’s go."

Walking with the woman towards the outside of the alley, the woman kept on talking.

"Teacher, do you live nearby? Ah, this is really... The school is just too wonderful, mainly because you teachers are also responsible. Yuan’s Chinese teacher just visited the day before yesterday, do you know her?

She’s quite young too, and very pretty... Oh, she drives a car quite similar to yours."

"Get in the car, which hospital is Yuan at?" Qin Guanglin helped her open the car door, finally stopping her chatter.

"Second Hospital."

"Okay."

Luckily, the Second Hospital wasn’t too close; it took about ten minutes by drive, considering traffic lights, more like twenty minutes.

Qin Guanglin looked at the lunch box in her hands, not deliberately slowing down, and directly asked as he drove onto the street, "This... I’ve only heard bits and pieces, Yuan she..."

"Ah, accident with carbon monoxide poisoning the night before, we were fine, just lay in the hospital for half a day and we were okay, but Yuan... she’s just too young... Thankfully, it wasn’t serious." The woman shook her head with a sigh, her face filled with worry.

It was indeed a stroke of luck that no major incident occurred.

Hearing her mention carbon monoxide poisoning, Qin Guanglin’s heart throbbed violently, hesitantly asking, "I heard... someone called the police late at night?"

"Yes, thankfully someone made that call... although we don’t know why someone knew about our situation, it really saved our whole family!" The woman clutched the lunch box, her face filled with gratitude, "The police didn’t know who it was, my husband insisted on going to thank the person... Do good without leaving a name, these past few days the reporters have all been asking about that... Ah, it’s already been in the newspapers, we truly hope to properly thank him."

It was a strange situation, but she hadn’t considered it that much; they published an ad to find this lifesaving benefactor, just wanting to sincerely thank the person who made the emergency call.

If the police had not arrived in time, a half-hour later, they possibly could have been saved, but as for Yuan...—the thought of the doctor’s words still frightened her.

Qin Guanglin kept quiet, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his mind whirling with shock.

"Approximately... what time?" He still carried a sliver of hope.

"One in the morning, when the police arrived," she still sounded emotional, "That day, Yuan’s Chinese teacher had also made a home visit, reminding us as she left that our windows were too sealed, we needed some ventilation... I was thinking it’s so cold, wouldn’t ventilation just freeze us to death—"

Qin Guanglin was no longer paying attention to her words, having gotten the answers he had sought.

Everything was wrong.

He hadn’t guessed a single thing correctly.

The woman didn’t notice anything unusual about him, continuing to talk nonstop, her face filled with relief and gratitude.

"We’re here."

The car stopped in front of the hospital. The woman opened the door and got out. "Yuan will be very happy to see you."

"Is that so?"

Qin Guanglin looked up, picked some fruits from a stand near the entrance, paid for them, and then pretended to take a phone call.

"Please take these up to Yuan for me, I have a bit of an emergency, I’ll come by another time."

He no longer cared how feeble the excuse was; he just wanted to find a place to be alone.

"Ah? No, no..." the woman hurriedly refused. "I can’t take things from a teacher... You go ahead with your urgent matters."

"Take it, it’s for the child."

Qin Guanglin shoved it into her hands, turned around, got back into the car, and then drove aimlessly around the streets.

Before, he could come up with a reason to believe in himself, now he couldn’t find a plausible explanation.

How could he explain?

Seeing a room sealed off, and worrying about someone getting carbon monoxide poisoning?

People had lived through countless winters that way; she gets poisoned just because it is mentioned? And to think he couldn’t sleep at night, worried, and ran downstairs to call the police, and then just happened to save Yuan?

It was absurd.

Especially calling the police... Wouldn’t it be better to use his own cell phone? Why run to a phone booth?

Everything was deliberate.

Deliberately hidden.

Because she couldn’t explain—or didn’t know how to explain how she knew, across another district, that an accident was happening in another household.

Qin Guanglin abruptly stopped the car and took out the dashcam to review yesterday’s footage again.

He Fang had parked in the lane, a few pedestrians passed by... It was only after that woman passed that she drove away.

"Phew~"

He leaned back in the seat, sighed deeply, and closed his eyes, not knowing what to think.

After a long while, the car slowly started again.

...

"Why suddenly ask me out for dinner?" Xiao Yu entered the restaurant and immediately saw Qin Guanglin sitting there, his hand propping up his forehead in a pose.

"Just bored, nothing to do."

Qin Guanglin sat up straight, tossed the menu to him, "A few drinks?"

"Rare, you initiating drinks?" Xiao Yu sat down, surprised at Qin Guanglin, clicking his tongue in wonder. "In the past, I had to press you down."

"And now?"

"Now it’s not possible... I was actually thinking of inviting you guys out for a meal when I’m free." Xiao Yu waved his hand, indicating he wasn’t drinking. "Ah, coincidentally, I should tell you now."

"Oh? What’s up?" Qin Guanglin looked at him curiously, picking up a cup of tea and gently taking a sip to moisten his throat.

"I’m going to be a dad."

"Ptui—" He spat out the sip of water. "When did you get married?"

Xiao Yu was quite pleased with his reaction, shaking his head with a hum.

"Not married yet."

"..."