Feng Haidong lay peacefully on his hospital bed, quietly waiting for his life to come to an end.
Before his dim old eyes, scenes that seemed familiar appeared one after another.
Feng Haidong remembers his grandchildren saying that this is a revolving lantern that appears before a person's death, where unforgettable memories will appear one by one.
Looking back on his life, Feng Haidong lived a very ordinary life, failing to seize any opportunities to change his life when he was young.
They have never devoted much effort to educating their children.
Fortunately, his children are quite hardworking and have established their own families and careers through their own abilities.
Most people's lives are probably just like this, ordinary and unremarkable.
If he had to talk about his regrets and guilt, Feng Haidong's only regret and guilt was that he lost his job after turning thirty and was unable to provide his wife and children with a more comfortable life, causing them to suffer with him for several years.
Thinking of this regret and guilt, Feng Haidong couldn't help but wonder: I wonder if my wife will blame me when I go to see her?
Immediately afterwards, Feng Haidong tried to force a smile.
He knew that his gentle wife would not complain about him.
Forcing a smile, Feng Haidong used his last bit of strength to move his lips and murmur, "Wanling, I've come to find you."
The next moment, a chorus of sobs filled the ward.
Hearing his children and grandchildren crying, Feng Haidong murmured, "Don't cry. If there is an afterlife, Dad will try to do better so that you can also live in a wealthy family."
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"Feng Haidong, don't sleep too soundly later. Don't forget to go to your son's school this afternoon."
In a hazy state, Feng Haidong seemed to hear his wife softly calling his name.
He clearly remembers that every time he took a nap, his wife would gently remind him of some things he might need to do in the afternoon before he fell asleep.
My wife is so gentle; she has never lost her temper with me in her entire life.
Feng Haidong murmured unconsciously, "Wife, let's be husband and wife again in the next life."
Upon hearing Feng Haidong's words, Lu Wanling blushed instantly, somewhat confused as to why her husband would suddenly say such a thing to her.
Reaching out to touch her burning cheeks, Lu Wanling said coquettishly and embarrassedly, "Are you talking in your sleep? You only know how to say nice things. When you go to school this afternoon, don't get angry at your son. Give the money to the teacher, and just listen to what the teacher says."
This time, Feng Haidong finally heard his wife's words clearly.
After pondering for a while with his eyes still closed, Feng Haidong suddenly felt that something seemed amiss.
Feng Haidong suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a bright light that made it difficult for him to see anything around him, but the blinding light quickly dissipated.
Finally, I could see everything clearly: smooth, white walls, an old-fashioned ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling, and a familiar solid wood wardrobe beside the bed.
Most importantly, his young and gentle wife was sitting next to him.
Feng Haidong sat up straight in bed and looked around the familiar room with an incredulous expression.
Finally, his gaze fell on his wife sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Wanling, you...no, I..."
Not knowing how to start the conversation, Feng Haidong happened to see himself in the full-length mirror on the wardrobe at that moment.
With thick eyebrows and big eyes, I still look young.
He still has a full head of jet-black hair and hasn't gone bald yet.
Looking in the mirror, Feng Haidong could still tell that he was just over thirty and in the prime of his life.
Lu Wanling was startled when her husband suddenly got up.
Now I see my husband silently looking around the house again.
Lu Wanling was genuinely worried and asked softly, "Haidong, are you alright? Has something been bothering you at the factory these past few days? If you're not feeling well, you should rest at home this afternoon. I'll take a day off to go to our son's school."
After some mental deliberation, Feng Haidong finally came to his senses.
He quickly concluded that he must have been reborn.
Could it be that God took pity on me and wanted me to make up for my last regret?
Thinking of this, Feng Haidong was filled with memories again, recalling that he seemed to have murmured to himself on his deathbed that if there were an afterlife, he would do better and try to let his children live in a wealthy family.
Seeing that her husband was not answering her, Lu Wanling was really anxious and could only say, "Haidong, you should lie down and rest. If you can't get better, we'll go to the hospital."
As she spoke, his wife placed her hands on Feng Haidong's shoulders, trying to get him to lie down quickly.
Feng Haidong suddenly came to his senses and looked at his wife, who was looking at him with a worried expression.
He raised his hands and held his wife's hands, saying, "Wanling, I'm fine. I was just thinking about some things. Don't you have to go to work this afternoon? Go to work. I'll take care of things at our son's school."
Even after hearing her husband say that, Lu Wanling was still somewhat uneasy.
"Are you really okay? Or should I take the day off and go?"
Seeing his wife's worried expression, Feng Haidong smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm really fine, and I promise you, I will never get angry at our son."
Upon hearing this, Lu Wanling became somewhat agitated and asked, "Really? You promise you won't get angry with our son?"
Feng Haidong laughed and said, "See, you're definitely more worried about your son."
Lu Wanling felt embarrassed after hearing this and pushed her husband's hand away, saying, "Isn't that your son? Don't scold him so easily. I asked about this incident, and it wasn't really his fault. He was just unlucky to run into this."
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