Been Waiting for You to Escape Marriage for a Long Time – CH104

Chapter 104: Melodramatic Script – Extra (5)

Shen Shuyi turned his head and glanced at the bustling hospital entrance.

He turned to Zhao Yuheng and said seriously, “Can I try pricking your face with a needle?”

“Why?”

“Oh, no reason.” Shen Shuyi: “I’m more interested in how thick-skinned you are, to say such vulgar things about kissing in public than in the fact that you fainted after a kiss!”

Zhao Yuheng: “…” It wasn’t really that vulgar.

Shen Shuyi grabbed his hand: “Let’s go.” The two of them were strikingly handsome in the crowd.

Now, the handsome men were holding hands, attracting a lot of attention at the hospital entrance.

Although Shen Shuyi was used to being the center of attention, that didn’t mean he wanted to be stared at like a monkey!

Shen Shuyi knew the hospital’s examination procedures like the back of his hand.

This was thanks to the experience he gained in that world, taking care of Grandpa Zhao with Zhao Yuheng.

Furthermore, since the hospital was owned by the Zhao family, the current head of the family received preferential treatment for minor surgery, completing the procedure in less than half a day.

Post-surgery, the doctor emphasized wound care.

Shen Shuyi pulled Zhao Yuheng’s phone from his pocket—the latter glanced at him but didn’t stop him.

Sure enough, after getting the phone, Shen Shuyi didn’t send messages or make calls, but instead opened the notes app and wrote down everything the doctor had said.

“Shen Shuyi, what are you writing down?” Zhao Yuheng asked.

“Never mind. You have eyes, you can see. Hey, don’t talk to me, I forgot what I just heard, doctor, please repeat it.”

Zhao Yuheng confirmed it before finally believing what he was seeing.

He had lived for decades, and for the first twenty years, few people cared about him; eating alone and going to the hospital alone was the norm. Twenty years later, he was brought back to the Zhao family, and more people cared about him.

But this care was all driven by self-interest and ulterior motives.

Not to mention, the person now caring about his health is Shen Shuyi.

Zhao Yuheng was somewhat confused.

His change was so drastic; was it really because he had agreed to a divorce that Shen Shuyi was giving him these favors?

“Is that all?” Shen Shuyi asked the doctor.

“Yes. Remember to come back in three days to remove the stitches, or you can call me directly, and we’ll arrange for a doctor to come and remove them.” Shen Shuyi nodded.

“Let’s go.” Shen Shuyi’s voice woke Zhao Yuheng after the surgery.

The hospital’s disinfectant smell was pungent; Shen Shuyi had never liked it there.

He quickly walked to the door, reminding Zhao Yuheng to follow.

Just as they reached the corridor, Shen Shuyi felt his hand being held.

Shen Shuyi looked down and saw Zhao Yuheng mustering his courage to explain, “You said you would allow me to hold your hand today, so I wouldn’t have to worry about you leaving.”

…Oh.

He seemed to have said that.

But that was just a casual remark he made before the surgery to appease Zhao Yuheng.

He’d been with Zhao Yuheng until the surgery was over; if he wanted to run, he would have run long ago. Why wait until now?

He thought Zhao Yuheng had completely forgotten about it.

Shen Shuyi wasn’t opposed to holding hands, but the chairs in the hospital corridor were all full.

Being led by Zhao Yuheng like that instantly made him the center of attention.

“…”

“Won’t it be a little awkward?” Shen Shuyi tried to pretend to touch his nose, then pull his hand away.

One pull—great, Zhao Yuheng, you’ve got endless strength.

You’ve hurt my hand QVQ!

“You said it,” Zhao Yuheng stubbornly repeated.

“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.”

“Besides, we’re a legally married couple, why would it be awkward?” Zhao Yuheng said, “If anyone doesn’t know our relationship, I can show them our marriage certificate. They’ll be the ones who feel awkward.” Zhao Yuheng spoke as if he really intended to do it.

And the way he spoke so confidently made Shen Shuyi suspect that this guy really carried his marriage certificate around everywhere.

…Could he be that crazy?

Shen Shuyi was genuinely afraid he’d pull out two marriage certificates from his pocket to show to strangers, so he quickly grabbed Zhao Yuheng and headed for the elevator.

Upon reaching the elevator, Zhao Yuheng stopped again.

“Shen Shuyi, let’s take the escalator.”

Shen Shuyi turned around, puzzled. “Why? Isn’t the elevator faster?”

“The elevator is too crowded, and the space is enclosed,” Zhao Yuheng said calmly. “Many seriously ill patients prioritize using the elevator. Over the course of the day, it might be filled with many viruses. I just had stitches in my wrist, and the wound hasn’t healed yet. I might get infected.”

“Infected with what?”

“I don’t know.” Zhao Yuheng stared straight ahead, showing no sign of guilt in his lie. “I might encounter whatever virus I’m exposed to and get infected with that virus.”

“Zhao Yuheng, don’t you have any basic common sense? Terminal illnesses don’t spread through the air.”

A few seconds later, Zhao Yuheng turned around in surprise. “Really? But I still think the escalator is better.”

Shen Shuyi raised an eyebrow at him.

Zhao Yuheng was silent for a moment, then said, “Actually, I have claustrophobia.”

Claustrophobia my foot!

Shen Shuyi realized that Zhao Yuheng just wanted to hold his hand and walk down the escalator to attract attention!

Was this Zhao Yuheng guy some middle schooler who had just started dating? Did he think dating was something amazing, something to brag about to everyone?

How come Shen Shuyi hadn’t noticed before that this guy had a performative personality?

“Then why don’t you just use the emergency exit? The air is better, and there’s no risk of infection.”

Heh, Shen Shuyi thought smugly, watching to see how Zhao Yuheng would make up an excuse this time.

“Shen Shuyi,” Zhao Yuheng said calmly, “My hand is injured, I can’t walk up the stairs.”

This time, Shen Shuyi finally couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

He laughed more and more wildly, until he was almost falling onto Zhao Yuheng. Zhao Yuheng was somewhat helpless: “Was what I said really that funny?”

“Are you crazy?” Shen Shuyi laughed until tears streamed down his face. “Listen to what you’re saying! Your hand is injured and you can’t walk up the stairs, are you planning to walk down handstand?”

Zhao Yuheng didn’t know how to explain, so he just looked at him.

Shen Shuyi deliberately teased him: “How about we hold hands and walk around the hospital twice after we get downstairs, and then walk back without taking a car? What do you say, and then we can go to your company, Yiyue?”

Zhao Yuheng’s expression showed great interest.

“Really?” You really dare to dream!

Doesn’t Shen Shuyi have any pride?

“No.” Shen Shuyi said expressionlessly, “Now, immediately, right now, come with me to the elevator.”

With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened.

The elevator was empty. After Shen Shuyi and Zhao Yuheng entered, only a nurse pushed in an operating table.

The nurse herself didn’t come in; a patient lay asleep with their eyes closed on the operating table.

Shen Shuyi glanced at it, a flicker of fear crossing his face, and stepped behind Zhao Yuheng.

Zhao Yuheng instinctively shielded him. Shen Shuyi stared at the elevator floor numbers, jumping down floor by floor, a sudden thought flashing through his mind.

What if…
What if he hadn’t transmigrated? What would have become of the Shen Shuyi in this world?

Would he really be in that bathtub… and now, lying lifelessly on an operating table like this?

Zhao Yuheng seemed to share the same thought, tightening his grip on his hand.

Shen Shuyi gripped his hand back, as if trying to give his the strength to live.

Zhao Yuheng abruptly said, “Shen Shuyi, what I told you earlier wasn’t a joke. This is the first time you’ve allowed me to have physical contact with you in public. I’ll make sure we’re in quieter places, so others won’t see us.”

Shen Shuyi’s heart skipped a beat; he felt a pang of unease.

Zhao Yuheng spoke lightly, but Shen Shuyi knew the depth of his feelings.

Because he had received so little, every moment felt incredibly precious.

“I know,” Shen Shuyi whispered, “It won’t happen again.”

He squeezed Zhao Yuheng’s hand: “From now on, wherever we are, you can hold my hand whenever you want.”

Shen Shuyi returned from the hospital, intending to confirm something he had strongly suspected since his transmigration!

These past two days had been incredibly busy.

After Zhao Yuheng’s injuries and mental state were under control, Shen Shuyi went straight to his bedroom upon returning home.

Zhao Yuheng hesitated for a moment, then didn’t follow him in.

Shen Shuyi sat on the bed and removed the gauze from his right wrist—although Dr. Liang had advised waiting three days before removing it, Shen Shuyi was eager to see for himself.

He removed layer after layer, until finally, he saw his wound.

Sure enough, it wasn’t as deep as he’d imagined. Compared to Zhao Yuheng’s deep, bone-revealing cut, his own wrist wound was practically just a scratch!

That’s right!

This was exactly what Shen Shuyi had suspected.

Based on his self-awareness—he was definitely not the kind of person who would actually harm himself if imprisoned by Zhao Yuheng.

He even cried out in pain when getting injections as a child; how could he possibly be so cruel as to inflict such a fatal wound on himself!

Furthermore, according to the information he’d gathered from Aunt Wang over the past few days,

he discovered that despite his constant attempts to escape and resist over the past three years, including a hunger strike,

Shen Shuyi had suffered zero harm.

…Such a familiar analogy.

Perhaps the most serious incident was this wrist-cutting.

Aunt Wang said it was because Zhao Yuheng had taken away his phone that Shen Shuyi had resorted to cutting the bowl in the bathtub.

After hearing this reason, Shen Shuyi found it even more absurd!

While he might be a troublemaker, he wouldn’t go to this extent!

Besides, Shen Shuyi’s gaze fell on the shallow wound on his wrist. It looked less like wrist-cutting and more like he’d accidentally cut himself while scaredying.

How could such a shallow wound have resulted in a whole bathtub full of blood?

Completely baffled, Shen Shuyi wandered around the bathroom, finally pulling out a bath sponge from the deepest part of the mirror cabinet.

[Super Fun Blood-Red Bath Sponge • Horror Max! Prank-Only!]
Shen Shuyi: “…”
Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!

It really was exactly what he thought!!!

This Shen Shuyi in this world never even considered wrist-cutting!

Probably Zhao Yuheng confiscated his phone, and this cat held a grudge, plotting something big day and night, so he came up with this wicked scheme. Of course, after gesturing around in the bathroom for a while, he didn’t actually intend to cut himself.

But something unexpected happened, causing “Shen Shuyi” to accidentally injure himself. Upon seeing blood, “Shen Shuyi” probably fainted from fright, and then he ended up here.

Truly, I’m self-satisfied.

Shen Shuyi thought about it and was actually somewhat convinced of his own daring.

At the same time, he finally understood what Shen Lu meant by that phrase he always said:

If you think the house isn’t messy enough, you can raise a Shen Shuyi to add to the mess.

“Knock knock,” there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Shen Shuyi quickly stuffed the Bloody Mary-style bath sponge all the way to the back.

Nonsense, if Zhao Yuheng found out that this was all a staged performance, wouldn’t he be dead?!

If he’d find out, it would be after he got back, making the other Shen Shuyi lose face!

“What is it?” Shen Shuyi came out of the bathroom.

“Dinner is ready, come down and eat.” Zhao Yuheng glanced at Shen Shuyi, hesitating to speak.

Shen Shuyi asked, “Is there anything else?”

“No.” Zhao Yuheng shook his head.

Shen Shuyi stared at him, suddenly understanding why he had suddenly transmigrated to this world.

“Zhao Yuheng?” Shen Shuyi asked, “Really nothing?”

Zhao Yuheng’s lips parted, then closed again.

Shen Shuyi glanced at his watch: “I’ll give you thirty seconds to speak. If you don’t, I won’t eat dinner^^” Threatening Zhao Yuheng with himself always works, no matter the world.

Sure enough, Zhao Yuheng smiled helplessly: “There’s something small.”

He thought for a moment before saying, “The doctor said the stitches will be removed in three days. Will you still come with me to the hospital then?”

Oh dear, who was it that wouldn’t let me leave the house this morning?

Now he’s begging me to go with him?

Zhao Yuheng felt a pang of disappointment at not receiving a reply.

But this outcome was already within his expectations.

“Let’s eat first…”

Unexpectedly, Shen Shuyi said, “Zhao Yuheng, from now on, it has to be like this, understand?”

Zhao Yuheng was interrupted and paused, stunned.

“If you need Shen Shuyi’s company, or if you want Shen Shuyi to hug you or kiss you, you have to tell me directly, understand?”

Zhao Yuhengwu was taken aback.

“If I’ve done anything that really hurt you, you have to tell me, because I might not have meant to. In the future, if you do anything that makes me uncomfortable, I’ll tell you too, okay?”

Shen Shuyi said, “If you find it hard to adapt right away, we can get used to it gradually. Starting today, I’ll teach you slowly.” Zhao Yuheng’s stitches were to be removed in three days, and Shen Shuyi, as promised, accompanied him to the hospital.

During this time, Shen Shuyi compiled a list of his son Zhao’s usual behavior and actions, printed it into a book titled The Green Tea Little Zhao’s Cultivation Manual [Beginner’s Edition], and handed it to Zhao Yuheng, letting him learn from the successful little Zhao’s experience in pursuing his wife.

“What is this?”

“Your mentor for successfully pursuing your wife.”

“?” Zhao Yuheng was puzzled but impressed. At first, he scoffed at this green tea guide.

After flipping through a few pages, Zhao Yuheng began to study it word by word.

Master, this is truly a masterpiece.

By the time Shen Shuyi finished organizing the “Green Tea Little Zhao Handbook,” Zhao Yuheng’s hand injury had gradually healed.

Unbeknownst to him, he had been here for almost a month.

He wondered how the flow of time was between the two worlds. Was his cat, Little Zhao, who had been missing for half a month, frantically searching for him now?

Shen Shuyi felt a pang of homesickness.

Perhaps his desire to go home was too strong, for a turning point suddenly arrived without warning.

The last time he accompanied Zhao Yuheng from the hospital, it was still early.

Zhao Yuheng had been making good progress in his studies recently, communicating more effectively with Shen Shuyi, and no longer uttering those infuriating remarks. He further suggested going on a date with Shen Shuyi.

Shen Shuyi thought for a moment, figuring that going back would just mean playing on his phone in the villa anyway, so a little wandering around would be better.

Who knew that Zhao Yuheng’s date location would be a temple.

Shen Shuyi accompanied him up the mountain, finding Beijing truly remarkable; it even had a temple built right next to a hospital.

Perhaps it was precisely because of its proximity to the hospital that the temple was so popular.

After all, when people are desperate, there seems to be no better option than praying to gods and Buddhas.

“Why do I feel like I’ve been here before?” Images flashed before Shen Shuyi’s eyes, but these were definitely not his own memories.

“We were here a month ago,” Zhao Yuheng said, “around the time of the New Year.”

So these were Shen Shuyi’s memories from this world.

“I only lost sight of you for a few seconds, and you ran away.”

Alright, Little Zhao, stop reminiscing, or the bond we’ve worked so hard to build will crumble again! Shen Shuyi looked up at the wishing ribbons above his head and quickly changed the subject: “So many people come to this temple to make wishes. I heard that wishes made here are very effective. Should we hang two too?”

“We made wishes,” Zhao Yuhuo said. “They were hung on the tree in front.”

Shen Shuyi searched the tree: “You’re lying, right? There’s no trace of my handwriting here.”

“Yeah,” Zhao Yuheng admitted confidently, “Because I took them.”

Shen Shuyi: “…” Typical you!

“What did I wish for?” Shen Shuyi asked curiously.

“You wrote,” Zhao Yuheng lowered his eyes: “You hate me, and you wish you could leave me.”

“…”

“Haha. Hahahaha.” Shen Shuyi chuckled dryly: “Luckily you took them! See, the wish didn’t come true at all! Hahaha…”

Actually, it’s not entirely true that it didn’t come true.

After all, the Shen Shuyi of this world has really left him now.

Ahhh.

I can’t think about it anymore, it feels like hell!

Zhao Yuheng looked at him silently.

It has to be said, that “Green Tea Cultivation Manual” really had some substance.

Zhao Yuheng’s gaze was one of grievance and dejection, which made Shen Shuyi feel a pang of pity.

Enough!

The “Green Tea Manual” is for you to learn, not for you to apply what you’ve learned to other situations!

“Those were wishes from last year. If they haven’t come true, it means Buddha hasn’t seen us yet.” Shen Shuyi immediately scanned the code and bought two more wishing ribbons: “Let’s make our wishes again today. This time, let’s make them earlier so Buddha sees them sooner and grants them sooner!” Shen Shuyi handed the wishing ribbons to Zhao Yuheng, along with a pen, and leaned over, asking curiously, “What do you plan to wish for?”

Zhao Yuheng glanced at the wishing ribbon and smiled, “No need to wish anymore. It seems my wish has already been granted by a deity.”

Shen Shuyi: ?

What kind of riddle is this!

You won’t wish, but I still will.

Shen Shuyi hurriedly wrote on the wishing ribbon: “Buddha, Buddha, this year I want the top floor of the Central Park Tower, two private islands near the English Channel, fireworks over Victoria Harbour, a Gulfstream G700, and an Azimut 44m cruise ship (my previous one was too big to navigate shallow waters), four golf courses, two Italian wineries, a supercar, a Pink Star…” Zhao Yuheng reminded him, “Shuyi, wishes don’t come true if you say them out loud.”

Shen Shuyi: “Never mind, this is how I make wishes.”

After thinking for a moment, he looked up and winked at Zhao Yuheng: “If I don’t say it out loud, my male bodhisattva won’t hear me, and then it’s all over.” Male bodhisattva: “…”

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Shen Shuyi Zhenbo: “Bodhisattva brother.”

“I heard you, I’ll buy it right away.” Zhao Yuheng smiled and pinched his cheek.

Shen Shuyi stuck out his tongue, then flashed a bright smile.

Before descending the mountain, Shen Shuyi insisted on hanging his wishing ribbon, saying he was preparing for the worst, determined to have his wish granted.

Zhao Yuheng went to buy him roasted sweet potatoes from the temple gate. Shen Shuyi spent a long time looking at the hanging spots, unable to find a wish he liked.

Finally, following the logic that if you hang it, hang it in the highest place so Buddha can see your prayer immediately, Shen Shuyi chose the highest spot.

But as soon as he stood on tiptoe to hang it, he discovered that the spot was already taken.

“?” There are actually people in this world as clueless as him?!

Shen Shuyi immediately flipped the ribbon over to see who it belonged to.

To his surprise, the handwriting on the wishing ribbon was incredibly familiar—it was his own! The content of his wish stunned Shen Shuyi for a moment:

February 12, 2025, Shen Shuyi

Ahhhhhh Buddha, my last wish was something I said in a fit of pique with Zhao Yuheng, please don’t grant it! T_T

This is my real wish. Please, please, Bodhisattva, whoever hears this wish, please let me and Little Zhao start over and be friends again! T_T

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