Chapter 133

After hearing this, Zhou's parents looked at him in astonishment, their eyes full of disbelief. The two looked at each other, as if communicating something with their eyes, and finally shook their heads slowly to express their refusal.

"Ouyang, let's just forget about this matter." Zhou's father sighed and said helplessly.

"Yes, Ling'er only has one year left. We are very grateful that you have the thought to accompany her during her last moments. As for getting the marriage certificate, let's not mention it anymore." Mother Zhou continued, her voice trembling slightly.

It was a great relief for Zhou's parents that Ouyang could accompany Ling'er at her last moments. They really couldn't bear to see this kind young man bear so much because of Ling'er.

"You still have a long way to go in your life, and how are you going to explain this to the elders in your family, especially your grandfather?

To be honest, we feel really bad that we have to take up a year of your time to take care of Ling'er." Father Zhou said earnestly, his face full of guilt.

Although they felt endless regret in their hearts, Zhou's parents knew that they could not selfishly let Ouyang make such a huge sacrifice for their daughter.

"Ouyang, we all understand your feelings. It's enough that you've liked Ling'er. But there's really no need to embarrass yourself like this. Even if we weren't mentioned, I think Ling'er wouldn't want to drag you down."

With tears in her eyes, Zhou's mother looked at Ouyang with gratitude and said.

As a mother, doesn't she want to see her precious daughter wearing a white wedding dress and getting married in a grand manner?

However, the reality is so cruel and ruthless. Their family has already endured too much pain and suffering, and they really can't bear to let the kind Ouyang be involved in this endless suffering.

After all, once Ling'er leaves, Ouyang still has his own path in life to walk.

Ouyang's attitude was extremely firm, and he never had the slightest thought of giving up the idea of marrying Ling'er.

He said sincerely, "Uncle and aunt, please believe me, I really want to get married with Ling'er.

I understand that you have some concerns in your heart, but I have already made up my mind that in this life, I will not have any other partner except Ling'er. And my grandfather also supports my decision. "

Despite Ouyang's sincere words, Zhou's mother still tried to persuade him to change his mind.

But at this moment, Zhou's father, who had been silent all the time, shook his head gently, signaling Zhou's mother not to persuade her anymore.

Because he knew very well that if Ling'er did not agree to this marriage, it would be useless even if they talked their mouths off.

What's more, if Ling'er really intended to implicate Ouyang, she would not have let them take her away in the first place.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed. During this long and tormenting time, Ouyang always leaned against the door of the ward, quietly listening to Zhou Ling'er's heart-wrenching cries of pain coming from inside the room.

Every cry was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his heart, the pain was almost suffocating.

Originally, I was filled with anger and wanted to blame her for hiding all this, but when I saw the pale, weak and painful face in front of me, all the anger in my heart instantly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by endless heartache and deep guilt.

Thinking back to the days when he hated her because of his ignorance, he felt so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

How could he be so cruel to let her suffer so much alone in silence!

Mother Zhou patted Ouyang's shoulder gently, then turned and walked into the ward to help her daughter pack her things.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw her daughter struggling to sit up. She hurriedly walked over and carefully helped her daughter lean against the head of the bed.

"Ling'er, are you feeling better?" Zhou's mother asked with concern. Her voice was a little hoarse from crying just now, and there were still traces of tears on her face.

"Don't cry, Mom. I'm fine. I'm used to it. It doesn't hurt much." Zhou Ling'er raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from her mother's cheeks. She forced a smile, trying to comfort her mother's worried heart.

However, her slightly trembling lips and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead betrayed the pain she was enduring at the moment.

"Silly child, how can it not hurt? Don't hold on. My Ling'er has always been the strongest, but you are suffering too much." As Zhou's mother said this, tears could not stop flowing down her face. She hugged her daughter's thin body and burst into tears.

Zhou Linger felt the warmth and love in her mother's arms, and she only felt sorry in her heart. Her mother had really aged a lot over the years because of her own affairs.

She patted her mother's back and said softly, "Mom, I'm fine. Ouyang hasn't come yet, right?" As she said this, her eyes unconsciously looked towards the door with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

"He hasn't come up yet. I asked your father to wait at the hospital gate. Wait until Ling'er is ready, and then your father will bring her over.

Don't worry, there is still time. Mom will make up beautifully for our Ling'er today and make you look pretty. "Mother Zhou let go of her daughter, wiped away the tears from her eyes, took out the makeup box from her bag, and prepared to start dressing up her daughter.

Zhou Ling'er picked up the small and exquisite mirror slowly with trembling hands, staring at herself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror looked haggard, thin, with bulging, red and swollen eyes, and her originally fair and delicate skin now looked dull. She couldn't help but laugh bitterly, and the laugh was full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Mom, stop drawing. Just leave it like this. This way Ouyang will leave after seeing it." Zhou Linger turned her head and looked at her mother, her voice low and hoarse.

Mother Zhou stopped what she was doing, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, but she still forced a smile and comforted her: "No, our Ling'er is very beautiful. Beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. Our Ling'er has always been a great beauty."

However, her voice trembled slightly, and she was obviously trying to suppress her inner grief.

Zhou Linger shook her head gently, tears welling up in her eyes again. "But now it's like this, I don't even want to watch it anymore."

She raised her hand and stroked her dull face, her heart full of regret. If she had known it would turn out like this, she should not have let Ouyang come over.

"Mom, will he dislike me when he sees me? I'm so ugly... I know he doesn't have a girlfriend now, but he really has a lot of outstanding girls pursuing him." Zhou Ling'er sobbed and spoke intermittently.

Mother Zhou quickly embraced her daughter, patted her back, and said softly, "Silly child, how could that be? If you truly love someone, you won't care about these external things. Besides, our Ling'er is kind, gentle and considerate, which is the most rare quality."