"Alzheimer's disease?" Yan Shenyu didn't react for a moment.
“It’s Alzheimer’s,” the older woman next to me explained. “This is a high-risk age, so we have to keep a close eye on it.”
The other person nodded and comforted her, saying, "Your grandmother's condition isn't too serious; it's probably still in the early stages."
Yan Shenyu was shocked. Grandma Xie actually had Alzheimer's disease? She seemed like such a normal person just the other day.
Now we absolutely cannot let them leave on their own.
Yan Shenyu used the skills of a three-year-old to coax her for a long time before finally getting her to the coffee shop. But the other person couldn't sit still and insisted on leaving, so Yan Shenyu had to order her a drink to distract her.
He didn't know what dietary restrictions the other person had, so he didn't dare to order anything casually and only asked the waiter to give her a glass of lemon water.
Perhaps she was tired from walking, but Grandma Xie quieted down for a while. She sat on the stool with her cup in her arms, still moving, but with a blank expression, showing a puzzled look even at the very ordinary lemonade.
She stuck out her tongue after each sip, as if the sour water was terribly unpalatable. But after a while, she picked up the cup and drank again.
And so, through drinking water, feeling disgusted, drinking more water, and feeling increasingly disgusted, the old lady finished a whole glass of water by herself.
Seeing this scene, Yan Shenyu felt a mix of emotions.
And her family must be very worried about her running away like this.
Yan Shenyu dialed Xie Siyan's number, but for a moment he didn't know how to start. After a long while, he hesitantly called out, "President Xie."
At the Wildfire Technology Haishi Building, Xie Siyan was testing a new product with executives from the Haishi branch. Seeing his phone ring, he put down the product and went to the window to answer the call.
“It’s me,” the man said, his back to the executives. He was tall and imposing, but his expression was more relaxed than before. “Have you taken care of everything from yesterday?”
“Yes, it’s over,” Yan Shenyu nodded. “Thank you for lending me your bodyguard.”
"You're welcome." Xie Siyan nodded, assuming that Yan Shenyu had called him specifically to thank him.
"Oh, by the way, there's something I need to tell you," Yan Shenyu added. "I ran into Grandma Xie on the street this morning. Could you send someone to pick her up?"
Xie Siyan: "Grandma Xie?"
Yan Shenyu explained: "Your grandmother."
Xie Siyan raised an eyebrow: "My grandma?"
“Yes, she appeared alone outside the Wutongxia Coffee Shop. I happened to be inside, and I was worried something might happen to her, so I let her in. She seemed to be…” Yan Shenyu paused, about to say that she seemed to be having an Alzheimer’s attack.
However, the next moment, the old man opposite him suddenly stood up and snatched the phone from his palm.
“Siyan, it’s me,” Grandma Xie’s voice rang out, speaking calmly. “I ran into Xiaoyan while I was out shopping. We chatted for a while at a coffee shop. He was worried about me going home alone, so he called you.”
Yan Shenyu suddenly looked up, his face filled with shock.
Under Yan Shenyu's surprised gaze, Old Madam Xie said calmly, "I want to go back now. Have Lao Gao come and pick me up."
It wasn't until the other party hung up and handed the phone back to him that Yan Shenyu came to his senses and exclaimed in surprise, "You're all better now?"
“I don’t actually get sick often outside,” Grandma Xie straightened the folds of her cheongsam, looked up and smiled slowly at Yan Shenyu, “Excuse me, could you please keep this from Siyan for me?”
Yan Shenyu gave her a strange look and frowned, "President Xie doesn't know?"
“I haven’t told him yet,” the latter shook his head, “He just thinks I have a common illness.”
“But…” Yan Shenyu’s brow furrowed further; he didn’t quite agree with this approach. But after all, it was someone else’s private matter. Yan Shenyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said yes.
There's something else I'd like to ask you.
"Hmm?" Yan Shenyu looked up.
Grandma Xie: "You don't have a boyfriend yet, do you?"
Yan Shenyu: "Huh?"
The old lady sat opposite him and smiled, her face full of mystery.
Yan Shenyu shook his head somewhat awkwardly: "No, there really isn't."
Grandma Xie: "Would you like to go on a blind date with my grandson?"
A blind date with her grandson? Isn't that the same as a blind date with Xie Siyan?
Yan Shenyu asked incredulously, "With President Xie?"
Grandma Xie: "You two have a good relationship, don't you? I rarely see him so close to others."
Yan Shenyu didn't think it was anything special and declined, saying, "It's just average."
Grandma Xie smiled at him and said casually, "You have his phone number."
Yan Shenyu: "Mr. Xie and I are business partners, and we exchanged phone numbers when we discussed cooperation."
Grandma Xie: "But he answers when you call, and I even have to make an appointment to see him."
Yan Shenyu: "..."
Grandma Xie: "He even let you ride in his private jet."
Yan Shenyu: "I was just running late, Mr. Xie, could you give me a ride?"
Grandma Xie: "But you are the first person, besides me and his staff, to board his plane."
Yan Shenyu: "..."
"And another thing," Grandma Xie looked at Yan Shenyu, her confident expression like that of a player who had just played a royal flush in poker, "wasn't that you the person I saw in his bathtub that day?"
"Uh..." Yan Shenyu was a little embarrassed to admit that the old lady had seen them that day. "That was just an accident. I went to his company because... because..."
Was it because he had been drugged that Xie Siyan took him to the hospital? And then, after he had soiled Xie Siyan's tie and handkerchief, he bought new ones and brought them to him?
Yan Shenyu: "..."
I couldn't bring myself to say it; the more I explained, the more obvious it became.
The elderly Mrs. Xie across from me smiled elegantly, like a top student who had graduated from a senior detective academy: "Now, are you willing to go on a blind date with him?"
Yan Shenyu frowned, falling into a long silence. Then he raised his head, his expression serious, and said, "But have you considered that Xie Siyan might not actually want to go on a blind date?"
This time, it was the old lady Xie's turn to fall silent. She gave a self-deprecating smile, her eyes filled with pain: "I know he doesn't want to, but you've seen my condition. I don't even know how much longer I can stay lucid. Once I'm gone, there will be no one left to keep him company."
The worry in the other person's eyes seemed genuine, but it was precisely this "I'm doing this for your own good" mentality that made those close to them feel even more uncomfortable.
“I didn’t want to talk about this, after all, it’s your family matter,” Yan Shenyu sat up straight, his previous nonchalant expression changed, and he said seriously, “but since you want to match me with President Xie, I can only take the liberty of saying a few words about your family.”
Grandma Xie looked at him silently: "Go ahead and say it."
“As someone of Mr. Xie’s age, and someone who also has elders, I would suggest that you be honest about your illness,” Yan Shenyu said, word by word. “Rather than being kept in the dark and forced into blind dates, I think Mr. Xie would rather know about your illness and cherish the time we have left together.”
"As for whether or not to get married, I don't suggest you impose old-fashioned family values on him, thinking that not getting married means unhappiness. There are many kinds of happiness for people. Being in love with someone is certainly a kind of happiness, but Xie Siyan has achieved remarkable success in his career. How do you know that this is not his happiness?"
Grandma Xie across from them didn't say anything, but she looked at them very seriously.
After a moment, she nodded: "What you said makes sense."
Yan Shenyu looked at him quietly, not believing that he could persuade this octogenarian with just a few words.
Sure enough, the next moment Grandma Xie shook her head: "But you are still too young, you don't understand..."
She seemed to have something left unsaid, but looking into Yan Shenyu's determined eyes, she said nothing.
At that moment, they both knew they couldn't persuade each other.
In reality, Yan Shenyu hadn't intended to persuade Grandma Xie; no one can change an adult's mind with just a few words. It was only because the old lady had set her sights on him for a blind date that he couldn't help but retort.
The two remained silent until Uncle Gao arrived to pick up the old lady. She got up to leave, bidding him a polite farewell.
...
That afternoon, Yan Shenyu and Yan Sheng underwent a kinship test. They opted for expedited service, and the results came out three hours later.
It turned out that he and Yan Sheng were half-brothers. When the report came out, Yan Sheng remained silent for a long time, staring at the paternity test results.
He never expected that he would receive this report from Yan Shenyu so soon after his rebirth.
In his previous life, after being taken back to the Yan family by Yan Zhengang, he naively thought he could gain so-called family affection. But the result he expected was that Yan Shenyu threw the paternity test report in his face, screamed at him to get out, and said that this family did not welcome him.
Although Yan Shenyu didn't have a happy ending either, the harm he caused didn't disappear just because the victims met tragic ends. The scars simply accumulated in his heart, gradually making him more indifferent. No matter how much compensation he received through other means later, the damage from his family would remain a chasm in his heart, forever indelible.
As a result, he never longed for any family warmth again.
Ironically, in this life, Yan Shenyu found him so early. He helped him find his relatives, exposed the true nature of the shady talent agency, and took him to the hospital for a kinship test.
Is this really something Yan Shenyu would do?
When Yan Shenyu returned from the vending machine, he saw Yan Sheng looking at the kinship test report over and over again.
Why are you so surprised?
Seeing the other person's serious face, Yan Shenyu suddenly felt playful and stuck the iced cola in her hand to his face.
"Hiss—" Yan Sheng gasped, her eyes cold as she looked at him.
Yan Shenyu handed him the cola and then sat down in the empty seat next to him.
With a "rip," Yan Shenyu pulled the tab on his Coke and smiled at Yan Sheng beside him: "Now you believe we're brothers, right?"
Yan Sheng looked at the medical report on her knee and finally nodded almost imperceptibly.
He tried to tell himself it was a trap, but Yan Shenyu's expression was too genuine, just like a cute little brother who had been waiting for him for many years.
No way, that's just a facade. You can't be fooled by him.
Or perhaps...
Suddenly, a strange thought flashed through Yan Sheng's mind.
Would the Yan Shenyu I remember do such a thing?
Won't.
Is the person in front of him still Yan Shenyu from before his rebirth?
no.
Is this world still the same world he was in before his rebirth?
Connecting the subtle changes that occurred around her after her rebirth, Yan Sheng suddenly had a bold conjecture.
Is it possible that he was reborn into a parallel world? And that his younger brother in this parallel world is actually a good person?
But Yan Sheng had no evidence, so he dared not let his guard down. He held his cola and looked at him, his dark eyes full of vigilance.
Yan Shenyu ignored him and asked him, "How's the situation at your home going?"