Chapter 147: Returning Home
When Ling Che completely disappeared from sight, Shen Ling suddenly stood up and gave Xie Junping a punch, hitting him in the face firmly, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth in an instant.
Xie Junping didn't dodge, nor did he fight back, just gently wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and said with a smile: "Now we are even." β
Shen Ling sneered: "Since you don't want her to stay at all, why do you still propose?" Add another layer of harm to her for no reason? β
Xie Junping was in a trance for a while, didn't he want her to stay at all? It doesn't seem to be, no one wants to keep her by his side more than him, it's just that reality doesn't allow it. He also knew very well that it didn't seem to be the best time to propose, but he was at a crossroads in his life, and he wanted to challenge his fate in this way and force himself to follow the call of his heart. But this time, he was a mess, even if she agreed to his marriage proposal, even if he seemed to be only one step away from success, but he couldn't do it, just because there were still too many desires in his heart for this flowery world.
At this moment, Xie Junping only had a faint worry in his heart, so he asked Shen Ling, "Lingche also knows?" β
"Xiang Ke and I both chose not to tell her the truth." Shen Ling was slightly sad: "This is the difference between you and us. β
Xie Junping looked at Shen Ling with relief, but there was a little more sympathy in his eyes: "So what, aren't you also a complete loser?" β
Shen Ling's eyes lifted slightly upward, and he smiled disdainfully: "If it weren't for your-stirring stick, it would not be certain who would win or lose." β
"Hahaha." Xie Junping casually picked up the pen that was knocked to the ground by Shen Ling, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Without me, you can't win either, Lingling's heart has never been on our side." β
Shen Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Xie Junping's distant back, slightly distracted, he was right, even if Xie Junping never appeared, even if he had been by Ling Che's side all these years, so what? He didn't even have the courage to confess! How can we talk about love?
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By the time the plane arrived at K City, night had fallen, and there were scattered snowflakes in the sky, and Lingche shrank his head into his sweater, only to feel the chill.
After taking the luggage out, Dahua waved at her from afar.
A strong hug made her find the feeling of being a human being in the world again, a familiar city, a familiar atmosphere, a familiar person, and the loneliness when she left disappeared in an instant.
Dahua introduced the man next to her with a sweet face: "Yang Xuedong, my fiancΓ©." β
The man stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Hello." β
Lingche looked at Dahua with relief and said with a smile: "Hello." β
Under the guidance of Dahua, Yang Xuedong parked the car smoothly downstairs at Lingche's house.
It was getting late, and Dahua said goodbye to Lingche downstairs, and the two agreed to meet again the next morning.
Lingche looked at the faint light flowing from the window of the living room, and thought that his mother hadn't slept so late, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.
She deftly opened the door, and there was something eerie in the silence of the room. Quickly walked to his mother's room, only to find it empty.
She called softly, "Mom." But there was no response. A bad premonition arose, and Ling Che opened his door, but there was still no one. Just when she was at a loss, she saw her mother fainting on the floor of the bathroom, and the hot water was still flowing from the faucet.
Lingche's heart instantly crumbled, she rushed over, helped her mother, trembled and put her fingers on the tip of her mother's nose, and after feeling the gentle breath, her heart that mentioned her throat gradually recovered.
It took all her strength to drag her mother into the room, her lips were blue and purple, and her face was pale and there was not a trace of blood in sight. Lingche quickly dialed the emergency number, and then carefully helped her mother get dressed and waited for the doctor to arrive.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized how lonely and helpless her mother was enduring when she was staying at home alone!
Self-blame, guilt, fear, all kinds of feelings instantly hit her heart. She didn't dare to think about what her mother would have done if she hadn't happened to come back today.
Over the years, she has lived in her own grief and cannot extricate herself, but she does not know what kind of life her mother lives alone!
The sound of the ambulance's alarm bell pierced the night sky, interrupting her thoughts, and watching the doctor carry her mother into the car, Lingche only felt a pang of pain in her heart.
The doctors and nurses were busy in the emergency room, and the mother was pushed into the emergency room and there was no news for a long time.
The doctor asked her mother about her mother's medical history and whether she had allergies or other basic conditions, but Lingche was speechless and knew nothing at all. The young doctor shook his head and couldn't help but sigh, "Is there such a thing as a child like you?" β
Lingche's tears flowed out in an instant, yes, is there such a person as a child?
After a night of tossing, her mother finally woke up, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw Lingche's anxious face, and smiled slightly: "Lingling, Mom dreamed of you again." β
Lingche hurriedly grabbed his mother's hand and cried: "Mom, you didn't dream, I'm back, your Lingling is back." β
The mother looked at her with some doubts, looked at her surroundings again, and said in disbelief: "Am I in the hospital?" β
"It's all bad spirits, leaving you alone at home." Lingche cried.
"Be good, don't cry." The mother stretched out her hand and tried to help Lingche wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and comforted her: "It's old, it's useless, and it makes you worry." Mom just fell, no big deal. β
Lingche shook his head: "It's not that my mother is useless, it's that my daughter is unfilial." I'll come back this time and I'll stay with you. β
The mother was a little stunned, looked at Ling Che blankly, and stopped talking: "Don't go, okay, okay, then you and Junping?" β
Ling Che looked at the anticipation on his mother's face, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to let the cruel reality add to his mother's troubles for the time being: "When you are better, the eldest brother will come back to see you after a while." β
The mother nodded, hesitated like a child, and said, "I'm fine, you better go back, you're so busy with work." β
Lingche heard this, only felt that her heart was mixed, her mother obviously missed her very much, but she repeatedly drove her away, all these years she has refused to come back under the pretext of being busy with work, and it has become a habit for a long time, so that her mother doesn't even dare to keep her. She bit her lip and insisted: "I will never leave again when I come back this time, and I will not leave if you drive me away." β
The mother and daughter were chatting, but they saw the doctor walk in, it was the one who accused Ling Che last night, his face softened a little, and motioned for Ling Che to come out and discuss further treatment options.