Meng Xianchen quickly sent a message to Mr. Meng, stating that he would be returning home soon.
Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen insisted on sending Meng Xianchen back personally for his safety.
Before leaving, Jiang Ranran specially gathered the whole family together to hold a celebration and farewell party for Meng Xianchen.
At the banquet, Meng Xianchen sat on the sofa, watching others talking and laughing.
Gently picking up the wine glass, Meng Xianchen took a sip, but he couldn't smile.
In a few days, he will be gone, and I can't help feeling a little lost.
Jiang Ranran had been keeping an eye on Meng Xianchen's movements. Seeing that he had been in a bad mood since the beginning of the banquet, she knew that he was probably reluctant to leave this place, so she found an opportunity, got rid of the others, and walked straight towards Meng Xianchen.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Jiang Ranran patted Meng Xianchen's shoulder and smiled brightly.
Meng Xianchen looked at the smile on Jiang Ranran's face, and his lonely expression became even more intense. "Ranran, you make me feel like you can't wait for me to leave. I know I've caused you a lot of trouble during this period of time."
"What are you talking about? Do you think I'm happy because you're leaving? Meng Xianchen, you're so heartless." Jiang Ranran complained to Meng Xianchen sadly, and the sunny smile on her face froze.
Meng Xianchen played with the wine glass in his hand, looking serious and sad.
"I'm happy because you're going to be reunited with your father soon, which proves that you're going to get back on track in life. Bai Tuo, brother, you've recovered and can move freely. You're not dead, okay? We can meet anytime in the future." Jiang Ranran was almost speechless.
This guy, just because he got sick, he became so sentimental?
Meng Xianchen seemed to be awakened by Jiang Ranran, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"What are you talking about? What's going on with life and death?" Gu Tingchen walked over, his long legs very eye-catching.
Meng Xianchen smiled awkwardly. Before he could explain, Jiang Ranran started complaining to Gu Tingchen, "My kindness was taken for granted. I held a celebration for Meng Xianchen, and Meng Xianchen said I just wanted him gone. I'm pissed!"
"Okay, okay, I'm heartless. Ranran, don't be angry with me." Meng Xianchen quickly admitted defeat.
Seeing the two of them talking to each other, Gu Tingchen roughly guessed what had just happened.
"Okay, okay, we're going to be separated in a few days, why are you still arguing here?" Gu Tingchen persuaded Meng Xianchen and Jiang Ranran as if he was coaxing a child.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ranran sighed and decided not to argue with Meng Xianchen.
"Since we will see each other again, I won't argue with you, Meng Xianchen. I don't allow you to miss me that much! Aren't we good friends for life? We wish you the best and hope you have your own life!" Jiang Ranran said a little sadly.
Meng Xianchen pursed his lips gently and nodded. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen sadly.
"We agreed to be friends for life. After I'm gone, you must not forget me." Meng Xianchen's eyes were full of pleading.
Seeing this, Gu Tingchen patted Meng Xianchen on the shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about? We are friends who have risked our lives for each other!"
"Yeah!" Meng Xianchen nodded with relief, tears flashing in his eyes.
The banquet had been going on for a while at this time. Jiang Ranran suggested that Meng Xianchen go on stage and say a few words. After all, Meng Xianchen was the protagonist of this banquet.
Meng Xianchen was trying to refuse at first, but when he saw Jiang Ranran's sincere eyes, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say a few words.
A beam of light hit Meng Xianchen, and his eyes lit up with some surprise. The next second, he regained his composure and stood on the stage, looking tall and calm, like a noble young man.
"Seeing me like this now, you would never imagine that half a year ago, I was still a disabled person." Meng Xianchen spoke calmly, but as soon as he said the first sentence, tears welled up in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress his emotions, and continued, "If it weren't for Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen insisting on treating me, and if it weren't for the superb medical skills of Doctor Xiong Mingwei, I would still be a cripple, with difficulty even standing up, let alone walking."
Having said this, Jiang Ranran, who was standing in the audience, was first moved to tears.
Jiang Ranran knew best how difficult it had been for Meng Xianchen along the way.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Gu Tingchen standing beside her. His eyes were also wet.
"Here, I want to thank Jiang Ranran, Gu Tingchen, and Dr. Xiong who worked so hard to take care of me." Meng Xianchen was already crying at this time. Jiang Ranran was so excited that she took the lead in applauding. In an instant, the banquet was filled with thunderous applause.
A few days later, Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen took Meng Xianchen on a plane. They were going to Country R to meet Mr. Meng.
After the plane landed at the airport, Meng Xianchen walked out tremblingly with the support of Gu Tingchen and Jiang Ranran. From a distance, he saw a white-haired old man waiting at the airport gate.
As soon as he saw that familiar face, Meng Xianchen couldn't control his tears.
Old Master Meng's lips moved slightly, wanting to call out Meng Xianchen's name, but his voice was choked and he couldn't shout it out.
"Father!" Meng Xianchen was the first to shout.
This shout completely broke down Mr. Meng. Even though the distance was a bit far, Meng Xianchen still saw the slightly turbid tears in Mr. Meng's eyes. He raised his hand and wiped them gently.
I haven't seen Mr. Meng for half a year, and he looks older than he did six months ago.
Seeing his slightly hunched body, Meng Xianchen felt a pang of heartache. In the future, he must be filial to Grandpa Meng.
Meng Xianchen was a little anxious and wanted to throw himself into Mr. Meng's arms as soon as possible, but was stopped by Jiang Ranran.
"Your leg isn't fully healed yet, don't worry." Jiang Ranran's tone was stern.
At this time, no matter how anxious Meng Xianchen was, he had to do as Jiang Ranran said.
With the support of Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen, Meng Xianchen moved almost step by step to the front of Mr. Meng.
After not seeing him for a long time, Mr. Meng had a few more wrinkles on his face and a lot more white hair on his temples.
"Father, I'm back." Meng Xianchen's voice trembled with excitement.
Old Master Meng looked at his son's rosy cheeks, gazing at him with a kind and affectionate gaze, "Son, my son..."
As he spoke, Mr. Meng hugged Meng Xianchen tightly.
Over the years, Mr. Meng rarely showed such dependence on Meng Xianchen. The moment he hugged Meng Xianchen, Meng Xianchen was stunned, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
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