AWB Chapter 439 The old lady has come back to life!
Chapter 439 The old lady has come back to life!
She is warm, just as her name suggests, a gentle old lady to the core.
After a lifetime of devoted companionship, she married Chu Xinghe, the man she had felt in her youth.
She accompanied him from his youthful days to his old age.
She was the envy of everyone, the professor's wife, who bore him two children and managed the household chores without ever uttering a single complaint.
She thought she was happy and had no regrets in her life.
However, in the final moments of her life, fate played a cruel joke on her.
As she lay dying in her hospital bed at the age of sixty-two, her husband was nowhere to be found.
The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was so pungent it was nauseating.
Nuannuan lay on the clean white hospital bed, a transparent IV tube inserted into her thin, bony wrist. With each breath, she felt a pain deep in her chest.
Sixty-two years have etched deep lines on her face.
But it couldn't erase the tender expectation in her eyes.
Is your dad coming today?
She asked the middle-aged woman who was guarding the bedside softly; this was her daughter, Chu Wei.
Her voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, while Chu Wei simply looked down at her phone, not lifting her head.
"Mom, can't you be a little more sensible?"
"Dad is getting old, why would you bring him to the hospital? Can he take care of you?"
"This is so annoying, how many times a day do you ask? You're not annoyed, but I am."
The warmth in his eyes dimmed, like moonlight obscured by dark clouds.
She opened her mouth, but didn't utter a single word.
She felt a chill run down her spine, not from the coldness of the ward, but from her daughter's indifference and her husband's absence.
At that moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Two elderly people with gray hair appeared in the warm gaze, their fingers intertwined.
And that old man was none other than her husband, Chu Xinghe.
He brought with him his youthful love, Li Yao.
The two stood hand in hand like a young couple in front of her hospital bed, without a trace of guilt on their faces.
Li Yao wore a light purple cheongsam, her hair was neatly styled, and her pearl earrings gleamed warmly under the light, making her look elegant and composed.
Although they are both in their forties or fifties, Li Yao looks more than ten years younger than Wen Nuan.
It's clear that she's been doing well these past few years.
"Warmth." Chu Xinghe's voice was unusually clear, carrying a ease she had never heard before. "I brought Yao Yao to see you."
Li Yao lowered her head slightly and gave an apologetic smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Wen Nuan looked at the two of them, her breathing quickened, and she couldn't speak. She just stared intently at Li Yao.
"Mom, don't look at Aunt Li like that." Chu Wei put down her phone, her tone impatient.
“Dad and Aunt Li are truly in love. You’re so sick, can’t you just let them be together?”
Wen Nuan felt a wave of dizziness, and the heart rate line on the monitor began to fluctuate violently.
She struggled to turn her eyes to look at the daughter she had raised for decades.
Chu Wei's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Chu Xinghe's, and even their impatient expressions were exactly the same.
"You...you all..." Wen Nuan's voice was hoarse and barely audible, each word sounding as if she had used up all her strength.
"Nuan Nuan, we're not young anymore." Chu Xinghe sighed, as if he were lecturing a child who didn't understand.
“For the past forty years, I have fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband. Now, I want to live for myself for once.”
"I have never liked you. The only person I have ever loved is Yao Mei."
"If it weren't for your father being the dean of the college and constantly pressuring me with the quota for staying on campus, I would never have married you."
"Go in peace. After you leave, I will marry Yao Mei. This is what you owe us."
Chu Xinghe's words were like sharp blades, piercing into a warm heart.
My warm heart shattered completely at that moment.
She never imagined that her marriage, which she had held onto for forty years, would turn out to be a complete joke.
Li Yao grasped Chu Xinghe's hand at the right moment and said softly, "Brother Xinghe, stop talking. Sister Nuannuan needs to rest now."
Wen Nuan suddenly coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood welled up in her throat.
Chu Wei quickly pressed the call button, not out of concern for her mother, but out of annoyance, complaining, "Here we go again, it's always like this."
"Dad, you can go out first. I'll call the nurse to clean up."
Chu Xinghe nodded, gently put his hand on Li Yao's shoulder, and turned to leave.
With her last bit of strength, Wen Nuan reached out, trying to grasp something, but only managed to grab air.
“Galaxy…” she called out hoarsely, forty years of memories flashing before her eyes like a revolving lantern—
She gave up her opportunity to study abroad for him, transcribed his thesis late into the night in the dead of winter, made her father struggle to secure his future, and cared for him for three days and three nights without sleep when he suffered a stomach hemorrhage...
In the end, all I got in return was the statement that he had never loved me.
What about all her efforts over the years?
That year, amidst the apricot blossoms and light rain, she went to deliver a meal to her father, the dean, and happened to run into his prized student—Chu Xinghe.
It was love at first sight; she fell in love with the boy who had walked out of the mountains step by step.
But at that time he had a girlfriend, Li Yao.
Warmth could only keep this affection in her heart; she never thought of ruining their relationship.
It was Chu Xinghe himself who, faced with the choice between his future and love, chose to give up Li Yao.
As graduation approached, he wanted to stay at the university, but there was only one spot available.
With neither background nor connections, what can he use to compete with others?
So he chose to take the shortcut.
He took the initiative to confess his feelings to Wen Nuan, and he made a lifelong promise to her father, saying that he would treat her well for the rest of his life.
But in the countless days and nights that followed, he regretted his decision.
Even if he becomes a professor respected by everyone, so what?
He lost his love.
In order to beautify himself, he blamed everything on Wen Nuan.
He never loved her, but chose to spend his life with her for the sake of his reputation.
On his deathbed, he couldn't even wait for news of her death and immediately sought out information about Li Yao.
Upon learning that her husband had passed away a few years prior, he could no longer suppress his love and chose to be with her.
Warmth died, I was literally driven to my death by anger—
Less than a month after her death, Chu Xinghe and Li Yao got together.
The couple even held a wedding ceremony so that everyone could witness their love and the forty years they had missed.
And what about the two loving children?
They showed no grief at their mother's passing.
Instead, she was busy at the wedding, helping her father greet the guests, her face beaming with a joyful smile.
It was as if their mother, who had toiled for them her whole life, had never existed.
The love story of Chu Xinghe and Li Yao, which transcends the passage of time and ultimately leads them to be together, has touched countless people.
Older people want to pursue the true love they had when they were young, while young people yearn for such unwavering love.
But they all forgot that the man who said he would only love one person in his life also had a wife.
If a corpse could rise from the dead, I believe the warm coffin lid wouldn't be able to hold it down.