Chapter 232 Love is Real

After asking for the doctor's advice, Meng Cheng'an took his wife back home temporarily.

Tian Xiang, who had been walking unsteadily in the hospital, became very energetic when she returned home. She even asked her son to cook dumplings for her because she was hungry.

Meng Cheng'an didn't allow her to eat too much, three at most.

But when Meng Jianian brought it, there were four of them.

Tian Xiang smiled, remembering that when the old man was still alive, she and her husband were like this too.

Meng Cheng'an only allowed the old man to eat five at a time, but when cooking, she would secretly add one.

At that time, the old man always smiled secretly and winked at her.

Now, it's your turn.

After eating a few dumplings, Tian Xiang asked Meng Cheng'an to push her for a walk in the backyard. She wanted to see if the flowers she planted when she was admitted to the hospital were all alive.

Meng Cheng'an put down the crutches in his hand and pushed his old wife away. Behind him, his children and grandchildren watched silently at the bottom of the stairs.

The back garden of the house is really big. It was specially built by Meng Cheng'an according to Tian Xiang's preferences.

There is a special gardener in the yard, and the flowers and plants she planted must be alive. Even if some of them fail, Meng Chengan will have someone replace them in time and pretend that they are alive.

In fact, Tian Xiang knew everything, but she just didn't expose it.

The flowers and plants in the garden were all prepared by him for her with great care. However, it was winter now and the flowers were not blooming, so she would not be able to see them later.

Tian Xiang suddenly wanted to see photos of her youth, so she asked someone to bring her an album.

She has saved a lot of photos over the years, more than a dozen books, and many electronic versions, which were never developed later.

Tian Xiang picked the oldest one, which contained pictures of her as a child, when she was eighteen, when she was working in the factory, when she first reported for duty, as well as pictures of her marriage to Meng Chengan, her graduation from school, and their first trip.

Those things happened decades ago, but sometimes when I think back on them, it seems like just a blink of an eye.

After flipping through the photo album, Tian Xiang took out a letter sandwiched in the middle, which was left for her by Tian Chuying before her death.

That’s right, Tian Chuying arrived earlier than her.

Among the people around him, Tian Xiang was relatively long-lived, living to the age of ninety.

It can be seen that Tian Chuying was already in a very bad condition when she wrote this letter. The handwriting was a little crooked and the content was not much. She was just asking Tian Xiang, "Sister, is this world real? I am leaving, but I always dream of returning to another world, where we are still cousins, but I am the elder sister and you are the younger sister.

My name is Tian Ruoning, and your name is Tian Sixin. Both names sound nice, unlike here, where they sound so unfashionable..."

Tian Xiang would smile every time she saw this.

Tian Chuying is worthy of being reborn. When he is about to die, he can awaken such ability.

Tian Xiang doesn’t know whether this world is real, but love is real.

She closed the album in her hand, pulled Meng Chengan's hand to her knees, looked at his white hair, and sighed: "You have been with me and taken care of me all these years. You have worked hard."

Meng Chengan laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is how a couple should be! Think about it, if it weren't for you, I don't know if I would still be alive, and I might have given up long ago."

Meng Cheng'an doesn't like being alone, and he hates days without goals.

After his grandfather was taken away, it was her presence that supported his entire heart.

So, say thank you.

If I really have to say something, I’d say it myself.

Tian Xiang smiled, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's have a family dinner tonight and have everyone come over for dinner."

"good."

At the family dinner in the evening, my son, grandsons, great-grandsons, and my granddaughter's family sat at three tables.

Tian Xiang was unusually happy and even ate a little.

Before going to bed at night, Tian Xiang said to Meng Cheng'an, "This lively and bustling feeling is quite good. I really want to do it again."

Meng Chengan: "If you want, let's come back tomorrow. You have the final say in this family."

Tian Xiang smiled and held Meng Chengan's hand tightly. "Do you think there will be a next life? If there really is, will we become strangers in the next life?"

Meng Chengan: “No.”

Tian Xiang: "How can you be so sure?"

Meng Chengan: "Some things can't be explained clearly. It's a feeling."

Well, this guy is also starting to become metaphysical.

Tian Xiang: "Then I hope there is a next life, and we can be husband and wife again."

"good."

That night, Tian Xiang fell asleep and never woke up again.

Meng Cheng'an didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights. After he had dealt with his wife's funeral, he fell into a deep sleep forever.

When he was dying, Meng Cheng'an didn't leave any words behind. He just left a message for his son in a notebook, saying that after his death, there was no need to buy an urn for his ashes, but to mix them with his mother's. She agreed.

…

It was drizzling in the early morning of April 27, 2025.

In Room 503, Building 2, Automobile Company Staff Quarters, Huaijiang Road, City C, Tian Xiang sat at her desk for an hour after waking up, slowly accepting the fact that she had died there and was reborn into this world.

No, to be exact, I was not reborn, but after experiencing a lifetime in a fictional world, I woke up from my sleep with all the memories of that place.

Tian Xiang has always been skeptical about everything about the other world, but now she is certain that the prototype of the world is indeed built on the basis of the novel.

As for whether it is true or not, Tian Xiang is hard to say. After she lost the ability to see through the labels of people, she felt that everything around her existed, not puppets with labels.

So, she couldn’t tell whether it was real or an illusion.

If there really has to be an answer, Tian Xiang hopes that everything is true.

That was her whole life, and at this moment, the two souls merged with each other, and she remembered everything about that place.

Oh, it’s so painful.

Having memories means that you care and miss someone.

Meng Cheng'an didn't know how sad he would be if he passed away first like this, and his children and grandchildren would also cry their hearts out.

I should have known not to be discharged from the hospital.

But it’s not a good idea to hold on like this, this day will come sooner or later.

"well!"

Tian Xiang sighed, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, then took a few deep breaths, calmed down the emotions in her heart, and looked at herself in the mirror.

It’s great to be twenty-three years old, young and energetic.

It's just that my eyes are red and swollen from crying.

Seeing that the sky outside was gradually turning white, Tian Xiang changed her clothes, combed her hair, went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her toothbrushes, and tidied herself up.

When she finished her work, she heard the noise of pots and pans coming from the kitchen.

Tian Xiang walked over silently, stood at the door and looked carefully at the familiar figure that she hadn't seen for almost thirty years.

This is her biological mother, Hu Honglian!

No, here, Hu Honglian is not called this name, but Hu Aiyun.

My name here is not Tian Xiang, but Tian Sixin.

Of course, the name is just a name. She is Hu Honglian and I am Tian Xiang, because they look exactly the same and there is no difference.

It’s amazing that the world of the novel is based on reality.

I don’t know who wrote it?

But it looks like he should be someone I know.