Regrets are endless, Cheng Sizhou, I don’t have a mother anymore…

Cheng Sizhou saw Wen Zichuan again outside the emergency room of a hospital.

Wen Zichuan hasn't slept a wink since returning from Longji Mountain, but the hospital has its own rules. Family members are not allowed to enter during the process of rescuing the patient.

Cheng Sizhou didn't ask any more questions, he just waited.

Before leaving Longji Mountain, he sat beside the wreckage of the truck for a long time. The broken body of the truck was rusted by the erosion of wind, rain and scorching sun, while the grass and trees in the mountains stubbornly penetrated the cracks and flourished after spring and summer.

As Liu Yufeng said, everything that could be found during the search and rescue has been found and brought back.

Over the past six months, he tried his best to take care of Jiang Yunli until his sudden death. He never missed any clues and was determined to piece together the complete truth.

But he still wanted to come here and take a look, simply because of his inextinguishable obsession.

But then I thought, after going through so much trouble to get to this point, I should let go of all my obsessions.

Han Zhao was an insider, and surprisingly, he did not try to persuade Cheng Sizhou to let go, cheer up, or start a new life as soon as possible.

He just blew out smoke rings and said half-jokingly that top students are different. When they encounter difficulties, they know to isolate themselves physically first, then find the source of "depression" and use the power of "obsession" to eliminate it.

Cheng Sizhou opened his palm, on which were written the words "Don't chase".

Only when he got here did he truly understand that his master knew his character very well and would definitely get to the bottom of the matter, but he left him with the words "don't chase" to remind him to act when he should and stop when he should.

Now that the truth has been found, there is no need to be trapped in endless regret and self-blame. Be calm, let time move forward, let the story happen, and let the hatred end.

What's more, fate has been very kind to him. After he escaped and pushed her away countless times, Zichuan was still willing to be with him and stayed by his side firmly.

He must do something for this "firm choice", otherwise, he will become a heartless villain.

"Excuse me, are Lin Hanzhen's family members here?" The nurse walked out of the emergency room.

"I'm a family member. How is my mother?" Wen Zichuan ran over immediately.

"The situation isn't good, but we're still trying our best to save him." The nurse handed over a white envelope. "The patient superglued this envelope to his back. Take a look."

Because of the strong glue used, the skin and the envelope paper were completely bonded together.

In order to protect the skin, the envelope was damaged when it was taken down, and Lin Hanzhen's neat and beautiful handwriting was revealed at the gap.

"Zichuan, when you see this letter, your mother may no longer be by your side. You don't have to blame anyone for your mother's departure, including yourself."

"There's something I've never told you. Our Lin family's ancestors married siblings, resulting in a short lifespan for their descendants. When I was in Beiling Village, Wu Heng divined for me that I wouldn't live past fifty. I knew that, and I've never complained. I was only worried about you. You'd be too lonely in this world, so I gave birth to Xiaozhou regardless."

"Unfortunately, things are unpredictable. I gave birth to a child but didn't raise her. I feel guilty towards her. Fortunately, your brother-sister relationship is not over yet. You have already recognized each other and will support each other in the future. I can rest assured."

"As for marriage and offspring, the Lin family's bloodline is such that I have no requests. I only hope that you will follow your heart and choose what you love and love what you choose."

"Zichuan, Yuzhou, Mom will always love you, forever."

"Lin Hanzhen, the night of August 15, 2019."

After reading it, Wen Zichuan's eyes turned red and he banged on the dull metal door like crazy.

"Mom—I was wrong! I was wrong... Please let me see her! Let me see her—!"

The medical staff nearby rushed over to stop them. Cheng Sizhou was afraid that the crowd would hurt him, so he had to stand between him and the metal door with all his strength, taking on all his anger and despair.

Wen Zichuan could no longer restrain himself. He had imagined the worst-case scenario many times along the way. Even if his mother was harmed by that fake forest ranger, he would take up legal means to seek revenge.

But he couldn't accept that his mother left because of some damn Lin family bloodline. It was like a rubbish script. When the plot couldn't go on, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and smashed everything.

Ever since he met his sister, he has complained to his mother countless times. Since Wen Duo abandoned his wife and children, why did she make the same mistake again and again? Not only did she give birth to one child, but she also had to give birth to a second child for him!

He doesn't know that his mother is doing this for him!

He must apologize to his mother!

He must get her forgiveness!

During the jostle, Wen Zichuan's left hand was wrinkled with the letter paper. When he raised his right hand, someone pulled it away. Suddenly, a loud slap made everyone stop.

"Brother Zhou! Brother Zhou, I...I didn't mean it..."

The force of knocking on the door hit Cheng Sizhou's face, and several red marks immediately appeared on his left cheek, which was stinging and painful.

Several medical staff nearby were also shocked. Young Master Cheng was the son of Cheng Xuecheng. Although there had been rumors that he had gone on a blind date with Old Lady He's granddaughter in order to commit marriage fraud, no one dared to criticize him in front of him.

Since Young Master Cheng is a homosexual, how will he deal with the slap from this man?

Once again immersed in the teasing and suspicious gazes of others, Cheng Sizhou did not hide.

He took a half step forward and slowly and forcefully hugged Wen Zichuan, patting his back with one hand and supporting the back of his head with the other, whispering, "Don't worry, Brother Zhou is here."

Wen Zichuan leaned on his shoulder, tears streaming down his face.

He knew that he shouldn't disrupt the order of the hospital and shouldn't cause trouble to others, but mother and child are connected by heart, and if he didn't say something now, he might never have the chance to speak again.

Cheng Sizhou felt the salty and bitter taste rising and falling in his arms. Even though Zichuan was used to enduring and holding it in, his mother was being rescued inside, and no one in the world could remain calm in such a situation.

What's more, if you always hold it in, it will eventually make you sick.

He didn't want to see Zichuan, like himself, having to rely on medication to live like a normal person.

After making sure that Wen Zichuan stopped knocking on the door, the medical staff who tried to stop him went back to their work, and the hospital corridor returned to its normal order until a familiar face appeared among the busy crowd.

The man was still serious, with a worn-out ID card hanging on his snow-white coat, which contained his proud position and name.

"Come with me, I have something to say." Cheng Xuecheng lowered his eyelids slightly, and other than that, there was no other emotion.

Wen Zichuan heard the voice of the person coming and wanted to get out of Cheng Sizhou's arms, but he was held down by him.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here." Cheng Sizhou looked straight into Cheng Xuecheng's eyes.

"Then be prepared," Cheng Xuecheng paused for a moment. "Ms. Lin Hanzhen suffered from heart failure and multiple organ failure. Despite efforts to save her, she passed away ten minutes ago. Please accept my condolences."

Wen Zichuan, who had his back to him, felt as if he was pierced by severe pain from behind. All the strength in his body was drained away. He could only rely on Cheng Sizhou's support to barely stand.

He still had something to say to his mother. He wanted Wen Duo to apologize for letting her down. He also wanted to make more money to buy a bigger house and live with his mother and sister in Dengyuan...

There are still many things he wants to do, but he has no mother.

Cheng Sizhou felt a biting pain in his right shoulder. Zichuan was probably in extreme pain, and he didn't want to lose his composure in front of Dr. Cheng, so he had to use this method to stop the whimper that might leak out.

"He's gone, just cry, okay?"

Cheng Sizhou let go of Wen Zichuan only after Cheng Xuecheng's back had completely disappeared. But this time, it was Wen Zichuan who hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his own flesh and blood.

"Zichuan, listen to me. You can cry, you can be depressed, you can do nothing, but remember, don't hurt yourself. If you feel you can't go on, be sure to tell me. We can use medicine, we can rest, and you can take care of your body first before facing it..."

Wen Zichuan didn't remember what happened afterwards and he soon lost consciousness.

In his past dreams, there was always heavy rain. No matter what moved him forward, as long as he looked back, he could see a blurry little house with a small dining table in it, on which was placed his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.

But this time he dreamed of heavy rain. The little house was gone, the sweet and sour pork ribs were gone, the fields were vast and the rain covered the sky. He was the only one there, and he didn't know where he came from or where he was going.

But there seemed to be another person in the rain, walking with him tremblingly. He was so wet that he could not stand steadily, but he was extremely stubborn and approached him, holding his hand tightly.

Two people are always stronger than one. It seems that no matter how strong the wind and rain are or how much pain the body suffers, they can keep going.

When the dream faded away, it seemed like it was really raining outside, but perhaps the windows were closed tightly, and the sound of the rain was very, very far away, so it didn't sound very real.

Wen Zichuan opened his eyes and found himself lying on a familiar bed. Beside the bed was the familiar night light.

The night light had a soft glow, and even if it could only illuminate a small area, it was enough to comfort him and rescue him from the noise of the rain.

"Are you awake? Come and eat something." Cheng Sizhou pushed the door open and brought him a bowl of steaming noodles.

The noodles are long and smooth, the soup is rich and clear, and the soft and juicy green vegetables lying in the porcelain bowl are also quite lovely...

Wen Zichuan looked down and a tear fell into the bowl.

Cheng Sizhou felt heartbroken and leaned over to kiss his eyes: "Eat, you'll have more strength when you're full."

Wen Zichuan nodded and started eating noodles without saying a word. If his mother was watching from heaven, she would definitely not want him to be so sad all the time.

Cheng Sizhou saw that he would look up at him every few bites, as if he was afraid that he would leave him and run away.

"I'll handle the matter at the hospital for you. As for that fake forest ranger, I also heard from Brother Zhou that the police are investigating. I'll tell you if there's any progress. You just rest here for two days." He knew what Wen Zichuan was still thinking about.

"Then...what about Xiao Liang? How is Xiao Liang?"

"Xiao Liang..." Cheng Sizhou's eyes dimmed, and he sighed. "He's also in the same hospital. My dad has arranged a consultation with a few senior specialists. They say...it's been so long since he was traumatized that his cognition and behavior have become fixed. They'll try combining traditional Chinese medicine with acupuncture, but they can't guarantee a cure."

"You and your father..." Wen Zichuan recalled the scene when he was held in someone's arms.

"It's not too good, nor too bad." Cheng Sizhou wiped the soup from his lips. "Maybe he's just tired of taking care of me, and he can't do it anymore, and he doesn't want to do it anymore."

"I want to go see Xiao Liang." Wen Zichuan thought, Xiao Liang was alone in the hospital, modern society was still too unfamiliar to him, he must be very scared.

"You're not allowed to go." The light in Cheng Sizhou's eyes dimmed. "Take care of yourself first. When I'm free in a couple of days, I'll go with you."

Wen Zichuan has always been sensitive to emotions. He sensed something was wrong, but couldn't guess what was wrong.

But no matter what, after returning from Longji Mountain, Brother Zhou has become better than before. He will not find a bunch of reasons to push me away, and no matter what happens, he will make it a priority to stay by my side.

"Brother Zhou." Wen Zichuan placed the empty bowl without a drop of soup in it in his hand.

"Okay, I'll wash the dishes." Cheng Sizhou said with a mixture of helplessness and doting.

He picked up the bowl and turned to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the hem of his clothes from behind.

Cheng Sizhou understood these silent words. Zichuan had depended on his mother since he was young. Losing his mother meant that the determination that pushed him forward suddenly disappeared.

"I'll be with you." He leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Whenever you need me."

"Cheng Sizhou." Wen Zichuan's voice was hoarse as he softly called out the name that made his heart ache. "Have I ever told you that I love you?"