Qu Lingyuan saw news about Wei Meng on the local news. It was said that he was taken to the hospital by ambulance but died despite failed rescue efforts.
Holding the phone in her jade-like hand, she was lazily leaning on Bai Zisu and eating melon seeds.
"Wei Meng is dead?"
Bai Zisu pursed his lips for a moment and said, "Looking at the situation on the scene that day, it seems that the situation is very bad."
"The news said he's dead." Qu Lingyuan held up the phone and handed it to him to see.
Bai Zisu had read the news, his eyelids trembling, and said in a calm tone: "If you die, then die."
He was not very happy that someone he knew had died. Thinking of Wei Meng, who was as bright as a flower a few months ago, he felt as if it was a lifetime ago.
But he didn't feel any regret at all.
As a surgeon, he is used to seeing life and death. If someone dies, they die. He can't do anything about it.
Qu Lingyuan glanced at him in extreme surprise: "You are truly even more ruthless than I am."
"If you were gone, I would still be sad." Bai Zisu looked at her seriously, and was suddenly punched in the stomach.
He shook his head and said to himself, "My wife is so violent."
The screen of the mobile phone on the coffee table lit up. Bai Zisu looked over and saw it was a WeChat message.
Note: Wei Meng.
Qu Lingyuan also noticed it and couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Is it haunted?"
I picked up the phone in confusion, only to find that it was a message from Mrs. Wei using Wei Meng's phone.
[Zi Su, I'm Meng Meng's mother. Meng Meng has passed away. You were her favorite person when she was alive. Since we've known each other since childhood, could you please come to the funeral?]
Bai Zisu tilted the screen at an angle and showed it to Qu Lingyuan.
"Want to come together?"
Qu Lingyuan cracked some melon seeds and nodded, "Go ahead."
It was raining at the funeral.
Given the current situation of the Wei family, the funeral was small and shabby, with few people coming, not even President Wei was present.
Maybe my body doesn’t allow it, Qu Lingyuan thought to herself.
She wore a black fishtail skirt today and shared a black umbrella with Bai Zisu.
Mrs. Wei was also dressed in solemn black. She walked towards the two of them, her eyes swollen and her steps unsteady.
With her husband's health deteriorating and her daughter dying in a car accident, she has lost her sharp and sarcastic edge and is now the most pitiful woman in the world.
"Zi Su is here." She came to say hello. Her eyes swept over Qu Lingyuan who was standing quietly beside her and she nodded slightly, so slightly that it was not noticeable.
Qu Lingyuan took a white flower and placed it in Wei Meng's coffin. She bent her slender waist, moved closer, and spoke slowly in a very low voice.
"May you meet Chen Xingfang in the underworld."
After attending the funeral, Bai Zisu suddenly changed his mind and agreed to help Mr. Wei perform the operation.
After a morning of fighting, Bai Zisu walked out of the operating room.
Qu Lingyuan and Madam Wei were sitting on chairs outside waiting.
"How is it?" Mrs. Wei rushed forward anxiously.
Bai Zisu didn't show much expression, only a pair of sparkling eyes revealed: "Success."
Mrs. Wei thanked him sincerely and ran to see Mr. Wei being pushed out of the operating room.
It was the first time Qu Lingyuan saw Bai Zisu in surgical gown. She smiled and said, "You really look good in anything you wear."
......
The Wei family’s affairs ended here and had nothing to do with them anymore.
Bai Zisu was working happily in Jingzhou, Qu Lingyuan was learning piano happily with Lin Haiyu, and sometimes Chu Wenyu would come to learn from them.
The days remained unchanged, but I occasionally wondered where Yi Ling had gone and why he never came back.
After living together for a year, Qu Lingyuan agreed to marry Bai Zisu.
The wedding was grand and Lin Haiyu served as the witness.
After marriage, the couple had no shortage of money, and Qu Lingyuan worked at her leisure.
With the title of Lin Haiyu's apprentice, she sometimes received high-level performance invitations. When she got tired of staying on the magnificent stage, she would occasionally go to a quiet restaurant to play the piano to create an atmosphere for couples eating Western food, or she would stay at home for a long time when she was bored, adding lyrics to the songs she had composed.
But the songs she sings are only posted on online platforms and she never performs them live.
The only one who could hear the live performance was Bai Zisu.
There are also companies that want to recruit her to film in movies. With this face, even if she has no acting skills, she can still win countless fans just by being a vase.
Unfortunately, Qu Lingyuan refused.
She doesn't like the fact that she has no freedom after signing the contract.
Qu Lingyuan and Bai Zisu both loved to spend time together. They never got tired of each other and didn't have their first child until they were 35 years old.
The child was born in Jingzhou, a daughter, with beautiful peach blossom eyes that looked very much like Bai Zisu. Qu Lingyuan was delighted to see her, and she held the child in her arms all day long, doing everything herself, leaving the grandmother and great-grandmother who came to take care of her with nothing to do.
Chu Wenyu passed away while giving birth.
Like orchids in the grass, like brocade in the jade, they are not carved by the sun, but are fragrant and gorgeous. Qu Lingyuan thought about it and named the child Bai Jin.
Just after she finished her confinement, Qu Lingyuan received a notice from Lin Haiyu's family saying that Mr. Lin was dying and asked her to come and see him for the last time.
Once a teacher, always a father. She missed Teacher Chu Wenyu's funeral, and rushed to the hospital as soon as she got the news.
The old man who was once energetic is now listless and unable to speak, but his eyes are still full of love when he looks at Qu Lingyuan.
During his funeral, Qu Lingyuan kept pursing her lips and remained silent.
Lin Haiyu was really good to her, really good.
As I thought about it, tears began to fall uncontrollably.
After decades in this world, Yi Ling has not returned, and Qu Lingyuan has been waiting for him but to no avail.
Eighty-four-year-old Grandma Qu was lying on the hospital bed. Looking at Grandpa Bai's peach blossom eyes that had become a little sagging, she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch them.
"I love your eyes the most." She said weakly.
Bai Zisu choked up and said, "I've performed so many surgeries and saved so many lives, but I still can't defeat natural aging."
Qu Lingyuan's hands gradually dropped, and with the last bit of consciousness she had, she heard what Bai Zisu had said when she was 21 years old.
"If you were gone, I would still be sad."
Bai Jin held the hands of her two little grandsons and cried inconsolably while leaning on her husband's shoulder.
For the first time, she saw her father bend his bamboo-like back and slowly lie down beside her mother. He cried in a daze for a long time, and then closed his eyes weakly.
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