Perhaps these words had been suppressed in Jiang Yuning's heart for too long, and now that they were spoken out in one breath, he felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Jiang Yuning was speaking when a clear male voice came over.

It was Jiang Chen's voice.

"Mom, who are you talking to on the phone? Dad called me over and told you to come over for the opening ceremony."

"I'm coming." Jiang Yuning responded, and then said deliberately, "Chen'er, Lin Jianxue called and wants you to come see her."

"Why is she here again?" Jiang Chen's tone was filled with disgust. "This bitch is still harassing me. It's so annoying."

“Beep, beep, beep—”

Jiang Yuning hung up the phone.

Lin Jianxue lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.

She had only been married once, how did she end up like this...

*

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

Lin Jianxue lay quietly on the hospital bed, feeling her body getting colder and colder.

She is going to die soon.

The old nurse also came out, planning to wait for her death and ask the corpse collector to come and collect her body.

In his dying moments, a young voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Is Ms. Lin Jianxue here?"

Then came the flattering voice of the sanatorium director: "She's right here. What do you want to do with her?"

With a squeak.

The door opened.

A handsome young man walked in.

He walked over to her and sat down beside her bed. He held her cold hand without disdain. "Aunt Lin, I'm Fu Yansheng, Fu Zhewei's adopted son. My father is downstairs now. He can't walk, so he can't come up. He asked me to ask you if there's anything you can help with."

Fu Zhewei...

He is her high school classmate and also her childhood sweetheart who grew up in the same compound.

But they are not familiar with each other.

Fu Zhawei had a mischievous and rude personality since childhood. They had been deskmates for several years. While she was studying hard, he was unlearning and unlearned. He would often get into fights outside and even copy her homework...

Later, the Fu family suffered a disaster and was sent to the countryside for reform. Her shallow relationship with Fu Zhawei ended naturally.

I heard that Fu Zhawei was a wild and unruly person in the countryside. He offended many people and even had his legs broken.

His parents also died of exhaustion while working in the countryside.

After the Fu family was rehabilitated, the family of four went to the countryside, and he was the only one who came with them.

After the reform and opening up, Fu Zhewei sold his ancestral home and moved to Hong Kong with the money, and she had no news of him...

"...He..." Lin Jianxue was a little confused, "Why would he come to see me?"

If you count it up, they haven't seen each other for more than ten years.

The adopted son said in a gentle voice, "My father recently came from Hong Kong City and heard about your situation, Aunt Lin. After many twists and turns, he finally contacted the director of this nursing home and found you. My father has made a lot of money in Hong Kong City over the years. Aunt Lin, if there is anything you need help with, please let me know. My father and I will do our best to help you."

Lin Jianxue listened to his sincere voice, and a tear gradually rolled down the corner of her eye.

Unexpectedly, when she was dying, it was Fu Zhewei, who was not familiar with her, who came to her aid.

"...Wait for me, after I die... bury me with my parents..."

"Trouble..."

"Tell... Fu Zhewei that if there is an afterlife... I will repay him by tying the knot with a grass ring..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She was plunged into darkness.

"See snow, see snow."

Jiang Yuqi's voice came to my ears.

"My mother made chicken soup for you and your mother. Come get up and have a sip."

Lin Jianxue opened her eyes and slowly sat up from the bed, and saw Jiang Yuqi coming in with a bowl of chicken soup and placing it on the bedside.