Is he really going to divorce the woman he loves most in his life because of an accident that happened a long, long time ago?
Answer: No!
They had finally gotten together, and he didn't want a divorce. It was precisely because he didn't want a divorce that he pinned his hopes on the fifth-grade spiritual artifact, the Glazed Mandarin Duck Cup.
The streamer known as Wanbanxian also said that this product must be delivered in person to be effective.
He had no way out.
He could no longer run away.
Whatever his motivation, he had to stand up, walk to the hospital to be with her, and personally give her the glass mandarin duck cups.
"I will not divorce her. In my world, Shen Songling, there is no such thing as divorce, only widowhood!"
The person on the other end of the phone was taken aback, probably not expecting Shen Songling to say something like that.
The other party remained silent, but Shen Songling did not. "Now that Mo Sen has married me, she can only be my Mrs. Shen, regardless of life or death."
Human potential is limitless!
A philosopher from the Sheng Kingdom once said: When you really want to accomplish something, the whole world will make way for you.
Shen Songling's current purity is just like that.
After struggling for over a year, his legs, which he couldn't stand up at all, miraculously recovered at the moment he made up his mind to take a gamble. Not only did he stand up, but he also walked freely as before.
He didn't have time to be happy; he immediately instructed the driver, "Take me to one of the hospitals under my group."
"Yes, Mr. Shen!"
…
Wan Jiao was quite shocked to see that the glass mandarin duck cups had been bought.
Well, although she talks a good game, to be honest, she really doesn't understand what's so great about romantic love that makes so many people recklessly pursue it.
Invisible and intangible, boring—where can money and good deeds come from?
While her thoughts were racing, Wan Jiao's mouth never stopped, "The glass mandarin duck cups have already been sold. Now let's look forward to the fourth lucky person... Let's see who it will be."
"3, 2, 1... Congratulations to the user with the nickname 'Fast Fish'! Please tell me loudly what you want to be."
"Quick Fish Nickname" was a girl wearing a hat, her face deathly pale. Her eyes were red-rimmed as she looked at Wan Jiao, her voice trembling uncontrollably. "Host, can my illness ever be cured?"
After saying that, as if he had thought of something, "Quick Fish Nickname" spoke up again, "Host, I don't have any money, so can you still tell my fortune?"
Wan Jiao knew the moment she saw the girl online that she was penniless and that the girl's time was running out! Not only was she herself shrouded in a deep aura of death, but the air around her was also filled with a heavy, gloomy atmosphere.
The girl's secret thoughts could not be hidden from Wan Jiao at all.
Although she asked if her illness could be cured, what she really wanted to know was whether she could see the person she had longed for for twenty years.
[Could this young lady have some serious illness?]
[Hey bro upstairs, have some confidence, the girl is just seriously ill]
[She can't even afford the 1000 yuan divination fee, I feel so sorry for her. Host, can I pay for her?]
[Host, I'd also be willing to pay the fortune-telling fee for this lady.]
We are all willing...
The netizens were very enthusiastic.
Their kindness elevated the entire live stream to a whole new level.
Wan Jiao smiled knowingly, "Do one good deed a day, and I'll give you this divination."
The viewers, including "Kuaiyu Nickname" and those in the live stream, were stunned by Wan Jiao's words. After all, this was the first time she hadn't charged for divination in the several days since she started streaming.
Wan Jiao was fully aware of the consequences of this decision and the potential impact it might have on her, but... she had to do it. Because there was someone, somewhere in the world, waiting for 'Fast Fish Nickname'.
"Your illness is incurable, your lifespan is over, and you are only one step away from death."
Upon hearing that her illness was incurable, 'Fast Fish Nickname' did not show the fear that ordinary people face when facing death. On the contrary, there was a clear sense of relief on her face.
Wan Jiao: "We are destined to meet. Do you still have any regrets? Perhaps... I can help you."
Upon hearing Wan Jiao's words, a glimmer of light appeared in 'Fast Fish Nickname''s eyes. That light had another name: hope!
[I...I want to see my mother, anchor, can you help me?]
Wan Jiao did not directly answer the question about 'Quick Fish's nickname', but instead changed the subject and said to her meaningfully, "Look out the window, the hibiscus flowers are in full bloom."
'Fast Fish Nickname' glanced at Wan Jiao in the live stream with a puzzled look. Seeing that she was looking at him very seriously, he thought for a moment and then went to the window and looked outside.
Sure enough, from the window on the third floor where she was, she could see hibiscus flowers blooming brilliantly.
At that moment, Wan Jiao spoke again.
"The hibiscus flowers are so beautiful this season, would you like to come downstairs and take a look?"
In 'Fast Fish Nickname's' memory of her mother, there was always a kind of flower that bloomed very beautifully, but unfortunately she was too young at the time and couldn't remember what kind of flower it was.
Wan Jiao's few words helped her gradually recall her memories from when she was three years old. It turned out that the flower that had held a place in her memory all these years was the hibiscus.
Those flowers are related to her and her mother.
She sniffed, thanked Wan Jiao, and hurriedly went downstairs.
Standing before the hibiscus flowers in full bloom, 'Quick Fish Nickname' couldn't help but shed tears, which started falling in a steady stream.
Opposite to 'Fast Fish Nickname', on the other side of the hibiscus flowers, a middle-aged woman who looked eight or nine parts similar to 'Fast Fish Nickname' gazed at the beautiful flowers with loving eyes, choking up several times.
Beside her, an elderly woman with gray hair gently patted her shoulder. "Xiuqin, Yiyi has been missing for over twenty years. She may no longer be alive. You really don't need to come every year..."
Before the old man could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman interrupted him, "Dad, Yiyi is still alive. I have a feeling she's still alive."
The old man wanted to say something to persuade his daughter, but in the end he couldn't say anything more hurtful and could only keep shaking his head.
Suddenly, "Fast Fish Nickname" had difficulty breathing, her body went limp and she fell to the ground, gasping for breath. The middle-aged woman saw her at a glance and rushed over to help, but she was stunned the moment she saw "Fast Fish Nickname's" face.
When "Fast Fish Nickname" recovered, he was also startled when he saw the middle-aged woman.
Hibiscus flower, someone who looks so much like her, could it be...?
"Yiyi?" The middle-aged woman spoke first, tentatively calling out 'Kuaiyu's nickname,' "Yiyi, is that you?"
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