I couldn’t help but sigh. If my mother were still alive, perhaps she could give so advice.
But thinking this way, she realized how strange she was.
Her marriage to Song Yansheng, if nothing unexpected happened, wouldn’t last more than two years, and yet she was beginning to care about the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship!
She comforted herself: because Yu Yao was so kind to her, when she didn’t do well, she always felt guilty!
Yes, that must be it!
...
Hospital.
Shi Nuan and Yu Yao had just entered the door when a doctor approached them to greet them.
He was a middle-aged man, approximately fifty years old. Yu Yao politely called him, "Dr. Qu!"
Shi Nuan rembered Qu Yuzuo, who had visited the Song Mansion previously. Observing closely, this Dr. Qu did bear so resemblance to Dr. Qu Yuzuo.
Could they be father and son?
Yu Yao introduced Shi Nuan to him without reservation, saying this was A Yu’s wife, Shi Nuan!
This Dr. Qu, by full na Qu Changfeng, was Song Xiuwen’s attending physician.
He shook hands with Shi Nuan briefly, his gaze lingering only for a mont without asking much more.
Shi Nuan had been to this hospital before, not just with Song Yansheng, but also with Song Yichuan.
However, she had never t Qu Changfeng, yet Qu Changfeng personally ca to greet Yu Yao, showing their excellent relationship.
As the three of them walked towards the ward, Qu Changfeng briefly explained Song Xiuwen’s condition over the past couple of days, and Yu Yao listened intently.
Shi Nuan supported Yu Yao while walking beside her, without interrupting.
They soon reached the door of the ward. Qu Changfeng stopped and said, "Why don’t you go in and see him first? Talk to him, and I’ll co over later!"
Yu Yao nodded, watched Qu Changfeng leave, and then entered the room with Shi Nuan.
In the ward, Song Xiuwen was still lying there quietly, with a breathing tube inserted, as if he were asleep.
Compared to the last ti, there were no significant differences.
Shi Nuan helped Yu Yao sit on a chair next to them. Yu Yao looked at Song Xiuwen, her eyes becoming profound and gentle. She reached out to hold Song Xiuwen’s hand, softly rubbing it, and said, "Awen, I’m here to see you..."
At that mont, Shi Nuan felt her nose grow sour, and her eyes beca moist.
Although her mother had suffered an unfortunate marriage, there was always a tender spot in her heart that made her still believe in love.
Would she long for it? Yes, she would, otherwise, when Shen Zui confessed to her, she wouldn’t have agreed so passionately.
But upon reflection, what was her original intention for agreeing to Shen Zui? It was still affection, it was love!
Shen Zui’s white shirt left a deep and lasting impression on her youthful mory...
However, there was a very strange thing: after she got together with Shen Zui, the boy in white who often appeared in her dreams disappeared.
In her younger years, the blood-covered boy who frequented her dreams never reappeared.
Since Shen Zui left, nearly four years had passed, and it was only recently that he reappeared.
She often wondered about the reason for this, but never found a satisfactory answer.
Dreams are sothing that cannot be explained or explored for their aning.
For instance, this boy in white; she wanted to link him to Shen Zui, perhaps because Shen Zui had returned, so he appeared.
But before Shen Zui appeared, in her young adolescence, he often appeared in her dreams, so how to explain that?
Moreover, what did his blood stains represent? It couldn’t be explained either!
With these thoughts, she rembered Song Yansheng, rembered Song Yansheng’s eyes...
That dark and profound look, almost identical to the boy in the dream...
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