The shards of glass that flew up cut the skin on my leg, but what hurt more than the bleeding was my heart.

I never wanted to hurt her. I even thought to myself that one day I could hold her hand again and live a simple life like this... But moving from Shanghai to Dali wasn't just a change between two cities, it also affected my mindset. I was no longer the Michael I used to be... I couldn't rekindle this relationship and be with her against my will.

This is probably what people often refer to as "times have changed" and "things have changed."

I've weighed the options before telling her this now. I won't wait until Old Mi's test results come back before telling her. Since I can't take responsibility for her future, I can't drag her into my own suffering, making her sink deeper and deeper... So, she has to be the one to find relief before me.

Lu Jia saw the cut on my leg from the glass shards, and then, under everyone's gaze, she bent down and hugged me. She cried out in pain and asked me, "Does it hurt?"

I feel pain, but I feel even more heartache for her...

I closed my eyes, feeling her familiar presence, and silently shed tears.

At that moment, I felt a sudden urge to marry her... I wanted to forget everything about Dali and start a family in Chengdu.

This is probably a man's soft side: he wants to start a family, he wants to repay the woman who is good to him, he wants to have a warm family with children... while his ideals, or rather his dreams, are put aside.

It's laughable, but I had no idea what my dream was... All that was left in my body was perseverance, like a stone, holding on to wait and hope!

...

At the entrance of the Armed Police Hospital, Lu Jia wouldn't let me in, and I was genuinely afraid to face the outcome... So I stood alone at the hospital entrance, smoking, my heart pounding... At that moment, I was timid and bewildered...

I thought about the consequences of both outcomes a hundred times in my mind.

This feeling is like waiting for fate to decide.

...

After waiting for about half an hour, Lu Jia finally walked out of the hospital into the humid heat. She was carrying a transparent bag in her hand, and I knew it contained the test results... My heart was pounding, and then my chest felt tight, and I lost control of myself.

But I don't regret letting Lu Jia announce the result, because she wouldn't be as cruel as the doctor. She would consider my feelings and tell me in a soft voice...

...

The moment Lu Jia saw me, she ran towards me and threw herself into my arms, bursting into tears of joy.

"Michael...it hasn't spread, it hasn't spread...there's a high chance Uncle can be cured!!"

I hugged her tightly. Her hair was wet; I couldn't tell if it was my tears or hers, but they mingled in the wind... Want to chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Miss"? Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, discuss life, and find kindred spirits~