Chapter 130: Sending a Letter



After such a long period of recuperation, Shumei's complexion has improved a lot. Wencai even bought her a hat to protect her from other people's strange eyes when she goes out. Shumei is naturally beautiful and even without any decoration, she can stand out.

Wencai accidentally glanced and saw Shumei's profile. Under the hazy moonlight, Shumei's face looked so attractive.

This is a face that exudes a strong breath of life. From Shumei's face, you can see her strength, her kindness, and her irresistible beauty.

Wencai suddenly felt that this face was so kind and familiar...

"Shumei, are you tired?"

"Tired, but that's okay! Isn't that what life is all about?"

"Have you ever thought about finding someone to share the burden of life?"

After hearing Wencai's words, Shumei was silent for a long time. Wencai's words undoubtedly touched the scars in her heart again, and she naturally thought of Boyi.

"Well...let it be!"

Shumei lowered her head, her face full of sorrow, as if she wanted to cry but had no tears.

The atmosphere had been very relaxed, strolling under the moon, what a beautiful scene. But Wencai's words shattered the previous beauty.

Wencai realized from Shumei's expression that he had said the wrong thing. He understood Shumei very well, she must be very troubled, and the doctor had also said that Shumei would suffer both physical and mental torture.

He stole another glance at Shumei, and saw a hint of insecurity on her face.

Only then did he suddenly realize.

Yes! Shumei has breast cancer! So, isn't her surgery going to...

Although he had never seen Shumei's wound, he could imagine it.

Hey, hey! I've been smart my whole life, but I've been foolish for a moment. Why did I make such a stupid mistake? Isn't this just exposing someone else's shortcomings?

Wencai kept cursing himself for being stupid in his heart, but the two of them did not stop and continued walking towards home.

"Tofu pudding, tofu pudding, tofu pudding for sale! Fragrant and smooth tofu pudding. If it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you..."

"Shengjianbao, Shengjianbao, selling Shengjianbao! Thin wrapper and big filling, I guarantee you'll have a lingering aftertaste..."

When passing by the night market, Wencai heard the hawkers' cries. He suddenly had an idea and came up with the idea of ​​"carrying a thorny stick to apologize".

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