It can be said that Su Shuangluo lived in her own world for thirty years.
Today, she is finally going to step out of her own world and connect with the real world.
Xia Yuanfang sighed lightly, looked at the data in the medical cabin, and nodded to Xia Chujian.
Su Shuangluo was also very nervous.
She rubbed her hands and stood about two meters away from the medical cabin, not daring to take another step forward.
Xia Yuanfang said softly, "Mrs. Zong, right? Don't worry, Mr. Zong's health data is not very good."
"He is weak and needs some time to rest."
"But there's no danger to life."
As she spoke, she opened the door of the medical cabin and let the sliding bed inside slide out automatically.
On the sliding bed in the medical cabin, lay a man in white medical clothes.
He looked thin, and his hair was a little dry and yellow, but his face was still as handsome as ever.
He looked to be around 28 or 29, which was the same age he was when he disappeared.
Thirty years have passed like the wind and water, leaving no trace, but making his face look more mature and stable.
Even though his eyes were closed, his brows were still furrowed, which gave him an aura of majesty and murderousness without even being angry.
After all, he is the commander on the battlefield...
Xia Chujian was also sighing.
Su Shuangluo covered her mouth with her hands, blocking the scream that was about to come out and the tears that were surging.
Tears trickled down from between her fingers, sliding down her wet silk coat and dripping onto the floor of the medical room.
This was her husband, the husband she had been longing for for thirty years.
It looks exactly the same as it did thirty years ago.
Of course, he was indeed thinner and more haggard, but he didn't look old.
Su Shuangluo looked at Zong Weiping in front of her, and suddenly thought of something, and her whole body shook.
She touched her face and hair tremblingly, looked herself up and down, and looked at Xia Chujian and Xia Yuanfang for help, as if she was worried that she was too old and not worthy of her husband who was still in his prime.
Xia Chujian felt the nervousness and confusion of such a heartless person, and her nose felt a little sore unconsciously.
Xia Yuanfang even covered her mouth, sobbed softly, and started crying.
Soon, Su Shuangluo stopped looking at herself.
She could no longer stop sobbing.
In the medical room, her intermittent, extremely suppressed and aggrieved crying could be heard.
Zong Weiping opened his eyes amidst a sob that was so familiar to him.
When he first opened his eyes, what he saw was the silvery-white ceiling above his head.
He murmured, "...I seemed to hear...A Luo's voice."
Su Shuangluo could no longer control herself and finally rushed over, kneeling on the ground, hugging Zong Weiping tightly on the hospital bed, crying loudly: "Weiping! Weiping! You are finally back!"
"You're finally back!"
"I...I...I miss you so much..."
"I think you've been thinking about this for many, many years..."
Thousands of words in my heart, thirty years of waiting, countless days of loneliness that drive people crazy, in the end, only boil down to these few words.
I miss you so much.
I think you have been thinking about it for many years.
Zong Weiping's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly tightened.
He hugged the woman who threw herself on him and said with a sob, "A Luo? Is it A Luo?"
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Am I dying? Is this my last burst of energy?"
Su Shuangluo cried so hard that her whole body was twitching, but she still said intermittently: "No... no..."
"You're not dreaming!"
"You're not dying! I won't let you curse yourself!"
"Weiping! Weiping! My Weiping!"
Zong Weiping kissed Su Shuangluo's lips and held her slender waist tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to rub her whole body into his own.
Xia Yuanfang was also moved when watching from the side and started to shed tears.
Xia Chujian was so stunned that she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Are these two... middle-aged people acting in an idol drama?
A bit corny.
But it's still bearable.
Because she knew what kind of purgatory Zong Weiping had gone through before he was reunited with his beloved wife.
No matter how corny such a person is, she thinks it is what she deserves.
This is not one person's stubborn waiting, but two people's running towards each other.
True love lies in the word "mutual".
One-sided efforts never have good results.
Xia Chujian thought to herself that she could not be like Su Shuangluo, but that did not stop her from admiring Su Shuangluo.
After all, her stubborn waiting had a good result.
But in fact, how many such waits can have such a happy ending?
Xia Chujian straightened his back proudly.
Because it was she who made such a happy ending possible!
She is proud!
She and Xia Yuanfang didn't say anything. They waited until Zong Weiping and Su Shuangluo, the couple who had been through thick and thin, hugged each other and cried for a full five minutes before they calmed down.
Zong Weiping took a deep breath, patted Su Shuangluo on the back, and said gently: "Okay, Luo, I'm back, and I will never leave you again."
Su Shuangluo hummed "hmm" with a heavy nasal tone, kissed Zong Weiping on the cheek, and then stood up.
She wiped away her tears, and the abnormal blush on her face disappeared without a trace.
His eyes were no longer blank, but full of gentleness and softness.
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