Chapter 98 Letter: Hello to my 22-year-old self

Recently, something happened at home that startled everyone.

Zhuang Fuyao's menstrual cycle was somewhat irregular, so she didn't mind if it was occasionally delayed.

But this time, she didn't have her period for more than two months. Just as she was thinking of going to the hospital to check her endocrine system, she suddenly vomited, which was similar to the reaction of morning sickness.

Both she and Liang Huaixu's expressions changed, and they immediately went to buy pregnancy tests—and indeed, there were two lines.

Both of them were probably thinking about the failure rate of tubal ligation surgery. Liang Huaixu immediately searched for relevant information online and found that there is indeed a small chance of spontaneous reversal after tubal ligation surgery, but it doesn't mean it's impossible.

A sense of panic rose in his heart, worrying that if this possibility really existed, it would be bad for Zhuang Fuyao's health.

Zhuang Fuyao was also panicked, as this was the first time she had faced the issue of "pregnancy" in her current memory.

But amidst the panic, there was also a mixed feeling of joy. She had never thought about being pregnant before, and she had never longed to have a baby. But now, when she thought that the baby in her belly was the fruit of her love with Liang Huaixu, she couldn't help but feel happy.

When Ji Lan and Zhuang Shaoping learned of this, their feelings were mixed, both joyful and worried. Although with the current level of medical technology, there was a 99.9% chance of ensuring their daughter's safety during this childbirth.

But they wouldn't feel at ease unless it was 100% certain.

The next morning, Liang Huaixu took Zhuang Fuyao to the hospital for a check-up.

Zhuang Fuyao noticed that he had been looking rather serious the whole way and asked him, "Don't you want the child? Or do you suspect that this child isn't yours...?"

Liang Huaixu squeezed her hand, interrupting her, "What are you talking about? I haven't thought about it that way. I looked it up, and even if you have a tubal ligation, there's still a chance of relapse. Plus, we're so frequent, it's normal that the chances are higher."

Zhuang Fuyao pouted, "Then you don't seem very happy."

Liang Huaixu hesitated for a few seconds. He didn't want to reveal these things to his pregnant wife, but he was worried that she would misunderstand, so he had no choice but to answer truthfully.

"Having this child is a blessing, but I'm worried about your health. Compared to your health, I'd rather not have this blessing."

When Zhuang Fuyao was pregnant for the first time, he was overjoyed, but after that miscarriage, he was filled with worry and fear.

……

The Liang family has a stake in this hospital, so the test results came out very quickly.

But fate played a little joke on them.

Upon seeing the test results, Liang Huaixu was stunned and asked the doctor for confirmation, "Are you really not pregnant?"

The doctor smiled and said, "No, according to the ultrasound results, the endometrium is quite thick, so your period should be coming soon."

Sure enough, her period started the day after the examination, and Zhuang Fuyao's mood was like a rollercoaster ride.

First comes anticipation, then a little disappointment, and finally, a sense of relief.

She and Liang Huaixu are doing quite well now. They've already missed so many years, so they should make the most of the remaining decades and live happily ever after.

Whether or not I have children will not change anything.

Liang Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief. After being frightened this time, he insisted on taking precautions during intimate moments, even after getting a vasectomy.

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As Mrs. Zhuang grew older...

They had all considered bringing the old lady to live with them, especially Zhuang Fuyao, who had thought countless times about bringing her grandmother to the rural courtyard, feeling that the environment there was suitable for retirement and that they could also farm. She thought her grandmother would agree.

But Mrs. Zhuang was very sentimental. No matter where she went, she would only stay for a few days. After a while, she would still return to her house in the suburbs.

She said the house in the suburbs held too many memories for her, and that she thought she spent the last day of her life there.

Everyone understands the meaning behind this statement.

Grandma Zhuang is already ninety years old. Perhaps one night, or perhaps during a midday nap, she will never wake up again.

Zhuang Fuyao couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of these things.

But Grandma always comforted her with a smile, "Silly child, everyone dies eventually. I've lived a very fulfilling life and have no regrets. My only regret before was about your mother and me, but that's all over now."

No one's life is always smooth sailing; there will be ups and downs and imperfections.

But looking back now, it was precisely because of the imperfections that things became perfect.

Zhuang Fuyao sniffed, hugged her grandmother, and secretly wiped away her tears where her grandmother couldn't see.

She tried very hard to control her emotions, but she still couldn't escape her grandmother's eyes and her grandmother saw through her sentimentality.

Grandma Zhuang gently patted her granddaughter's back, just like she used to coax her granddaughter to sleep when she was little, and whispered, "Fufu, have you been to the art studio next to your room in the past two years?"

Zhuang Fuyao nodded. "I've been there."

Grandma Zhuang: "Did you find anything?"

Zhuang Fuyao shook her head and said that it contained only ordinary odds and ends.

Grandma Zhuang said with some emotion, "Then you should take some time to go and explore more; you'll probably discover something different."

Since Grandma had said so, Zhuang Fuyao went to the art studio that evening and did some sorting and organizing.

But I didn't find anything different...

Her gaze fell on the peach-colored storage cabinet, which contained her diary. Was this what Grandma was talking about?

I wanted to watch it last time, but something went wrong and I didn't get to.

This time, Zhuang Fuyao opened the secret she had learned from the last test, and what came into view were all sorts of postcards and diaries.

They are all records of her feelings and trivial daily life. Zhuang Fuyao thinks that she can look through them when she has time to understand her past sixteen years.

She organized them by year, intending to take them back and read them at her leisure.

Then, they discovered a special envelope.

It reads: [Please open this if you are 22 years old.]

Zhuang Fuyao raised her eyebrows curiously. When she was in college, the school club organized an activity to write letters to their future selves. The timeframe could be five years or ten years. She also wrote one, following the trend.

But I've never encountered an activity where I write a letter to my past self.

She opened it out of curiosity.

Hello to my 22-year-old self! I know you will definitely open this locker, perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps because you have finished writing several diaries and want to put them together.

It may be early or late, but it will definitely open.

Because no one knows you better than yourself.

22 is the most spirited and vibrant age. Fresh out of university, you've shed your naivety and are entering a new phase in your career and relationships.

So I carried my 22-year-old self into my 38-year-old self, hoping to make up for my regrets...