The moment Su Lenghan heard Meng Xinyan’s name, his body stiffened as he tensed up. The remaining hint of blood drained from his face. He pursed his lips tightly into a thin line, and his gaze seemed a little empty as well.
Seeing Su Lenghan in this state, Yun Bixue really felt like her heart could not bear it.
No matter what happened, she still had good times with Su Lenghan before. His past self was starkly different from his current state. Back then, he was strikingly handsome and elegant, with a pristine air around him. Everyone would notice him at first sight.
Now, however, he had really lost that glamor from the past. He had a deadpan air around him. Furthermore, he had thinned considerably and had white strands of hair on his head, which was uncanny for his age.
All of these made people sigh and feel pity for him.After a moment, just as Yun Bixue and Xie Limo were about to say something, Su Lenghan slowly said, “I’ve let the Su family arrange for her funeral. After all, she’s still Yangyang’s mother.”
From these words, Yun Bixue could tell that it was a father’s love for his child. It was a deep, profound love.
After a pause, Su Lenghan continued, “Although I’m angry at her and hate her to no end, at the end of the day, this is all my fault. It was my fault for not being able to discern people clearly, which resulted in me being misled by her. Also, she bore Yangyang for me. Since she has already passed on, everything in the past has settled into dust with her.”
Yun Bixue exchanged glances with Xie Limo as she listened and heaved a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that Su Lenghan could think of it this way. After all, people had to move on.
“I heard from the doctor that your stomach is still recovering and that you can’t eat solids for now, so Limo and I brought some porridge for you. Eat it while it’s still hot to warm your stomach. As for the Su Family Organization’s matters, just let me know if you need any help.”
At that moment, Xie Limo’s phone rang. He gestured to Yun Bixue before leaving the room to take the call.
Yun Bixue placed some tonics by the side and scooped out the porridge from the thermos lunch box. She then offered a spoonful of porridge to Su Lenghan.Su Lenghan stared at the scene before him and at Yun Bixue’s gentle and amiable smile. His heart ached painfully. In his daze, he felt as though both of them were back in the past when they were together. She made meals for him and busied herself for him, caring about his health and his stomach.
That was how it was like in the past.
“Lenghan, your stomach’s condition isn’t very good. You must remember to eat your meals, okay?”
“I made some porridge for you. I heard it’s good for the stomach.”
“Don’t work too hard. Money is just a material possession. Your health and happiness are the most important things.”
“I don’t have such huge ambitions either. I feel that as long as everyone is doing fine, that’s all that matters.”
“Su Lenghan, don’t be too ambitious and overwork yourself. We only have one life to live, so you must treasure yourself…”
Those statements and her clear voice seemed to resound in his ears. He was so moved that it made him reminisce. In a daze, he felt as though they had never changed—he was not married, and so was she. If he could turn back time, he would definitely, definitely treasure her. Even if it meant risking his life, he would not want to lose her.
If he could choose, he would not want anything. He would only want her.
Seeing Su Lenghan’s dazed and saddened expression, Yun Bixue asked, “Su Lenghan, what’s wrong? You don’t like this porridge?”
Looking at the porridge before him, Su Lenghan felt his heart ache excruciatingly, yet it was also warmed beyond words. Come to think of it, the meals she prepared for him were one of his fondest memories.
After eating the porridge, Su Lenghan felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He grabbed Yun Bixue’s hand, his vision blurring with tears. They started to fall drop by drop as he bowed his head, not daring to let Yun Bixue see them.
