Unfortunately, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back. I have always found excuses for my mistakes, telling myself that I was not wrong. People are selfish, which has distorted their outlook on life. I have become hideous in front of you. Sometimes I feel ashamed and despise myself deep in my heart... I know you hate me. Because of me, you have suffered for so many years in the countryside. You should have had a better life. Ying Han, I will not defend myself. I know I was wrong.

I am going to die. Before I die, I sincerely want to say sorry to you. I was wrong. I am not seeking your forgiveness. I just hope that when I see Jiang Qi later, I can tell him that the child is his and there is nothing between Zhou Jun and me.

Thank you, this life has not been lived in vain. The man I married when I was young treats me sincerely. Haha... if... if he had just a little bit of trust in me, I would have no regrets.

Ying Han, I wish you happiness." He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, and finally everything was relieved.

She sighed slightly, and the sadness in her voice made Ying Han feel inexplicably uncomfortable. He stared at Wang Xiu'e on the bed with mixed feelings.

Are there any regrets? Yes. In one’s life, even if one lives comfortably, there will be regrets or things that one cannot get over.

Perhaps Wang Xiu'e only now understands that she must learn to let go and that being too strong is not good.

He looked down at the water cup in his pocket, which was originally prepared for Deng Chen.

Now let her be kind for once.

Before leaving the room, Ying Han looked back at the person on the bed and murmured, "Wang Xiu'e, the previous Ying Han is dead. It was because of you that she died. If you truly repent, if you meet Ying Han in your dreams, please be as sincere as you were today. Perhaps she will forgive you. Let's end our grudge here. I hope you can be the same in the future."

...

When Deng Chen and Ying Han left the hospital, Jiang Qi was happily holding his arm and waiting at the door of the operating room, because his blood type was the same as Xiu'e's.

Now Xiu'e is saved.

Half an hour later, Wang Xiu'e came out of the operating room and I was placed in the intensive care unit.

Jiang Qi held her hand and cried with joy, "Xiu'e, you are a mother now, and I am a father now. I know I was wrong. Let's remarry, Xiu'e."

Wang Xiu'e was weak and had her eyes closed. Although she could not respond to Jiang Qi, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

...

"Is it delicious? My fever just subsided, so I'm going to have some sour noodle soup. It's very appetizing. You should take a few days off and have a good rest at home."

"I'm fine. I went to work in the morning and came back early in the afternoon to get an IV drip. I have a lot of work to take care of at the company."

"You'll tire yourself out."

"With you by my side, I won't break down. Looking at you every day, I feel that my life has meaning."

"It's started again, your love words are just random."

Deng Chen chuckled and said nothing.

The two had dinner in the shop before driving back.

They tacitly agreed not to mention Wang Xiu'e's matter. Deng Chen knew that Ying Han must have softened his heart after seeing Wang Xiu'e's expression.

He saw the smile on her lips from the ward, and knew that Wang Xiu'e should not be that surprised.

Otherwise, Ying Han wouldn’t have enjoyed that big bowl of rice so much.

After returning home, Deng Chen kept pestering me, saying that he was too weak and didn't want to climb stairs or anything.

She came to Yinghan's place to sleep on his bed again, hugged Yinghan and whispered in his ears for a while, and finally she forced herself to lie down all night despite the discomfort.

He couldn't get up the next day and was so sleepy that he didn't have the energy to go to work, so Ying Han had to ask for leave for him.

...

Wang Xiu'e seemed to have had a long dream.

She dreamed of Jiang Qi crying beside her and Ying Han coming to see her miserable condition.

Later, for some unknown reason, she felt a sweet taste enter her mouth, and she dreamed of Ying Han saying to her, "Wang Xiu'e, with Ying Han in your life, you will never be the most dazzling one. There are no shortcuts to everything. The moment you tricked me into going to the countryside, you should have known that there would be karma."

"I'm sorry Yinghan."

"...Oh, forget it. Now that I see my parents and brother are doing well, I'm relieved. Wang Xiu'e, I hope that in the future, you can reflect on yourself and treat others sincerely. Please don't harass my family anymore. Otherwise... you will be even worse off than you are today."

Wang Xiu'e was always surprised in her dream. Why did Ying Han say two sides of the same thing? Why was she relieved that her parents and brother were doing well?

She has never harmed her parents or brother.

Wang Xiu'e has been troubled by two things that she couldn't figure out. She was searching for them in her dreams and couldn't wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly woke her up.

"Xiu'e, are you awake?"

Wang Xiu'e looked at her surroundings, then at the unshaven Jiang Qi beside her, and said in disbelief, "Aqi, am I... am I dead?"

Jiang Qi wiped his eyes and grinned, "No, no, you are so lucky that you couldn't bear to leave me and my daughter, so you woke up."

"Daughter? My child?"

"Yes." Jiang Qi said, and quickly picked up the sleeping baby beside him and put him next to Wang Xiu'e. "Look, our child."

Wang Xiu'e rubbed her hands nervously, carefully took the child over, and gently touched her red and tender little face with her fingers. Her heart was filled with softness, as if cotton, slowly filling it up.

"Is this the child I gave birth to?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qi said, holding Wang Xiu'e's hand and said, "Xiu'e, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Wang Xiu'e was about to shake her head when she thought of Ying Han in her dream.

She treated her like that, yet she could easily forgive herself. Why couldn't she give Jiang Qi a chance?

"Aqi, don't you want to get a checkup? Check if the child is yours?"

Jiang Qi shook his head vigorously and said affirmatively, "No, no need to check, I believe this is my child. Xiu'e, let's live a good life. You don't know how scared I was when the doctor told me yesterday that you were dying. At that moment, I knew that you are my wife. From the moment I had you, I could never let you go. During these days of divorce, I was in a daze all day long. I also regretted it, but I couldn't let go of my face. Now when I think about it, I want to slap myself. I am not a man at all. I have no responsibility at all." As Jiang Qi said, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

Wang Xiu'e's eyes turned red as she held onto his hand. "I know your temper. We're both young, and sometimes we act too impulsively. Aqi, I'm willing to give you a chance."

"Really?" Jiang Qi was overjoyed. At this moment, he realized how decadent his life had been in the past six months.

Wang Xiu'e wiped her tears and nodded, "Yes, it's true."

"That's great, Xiu'e, that's great. Don't cry, Sister Liu said you need to take good care of yourself now. You can't cry, you can't catch a cold, and you need to nourish yourself."

"Where's Sister Liu?"