I’m Waiting For Your Dawn In the Dark Night - Chapter 37

It’s snowing season again.

The snow in country M is very hot when it is about to fall, just like the love between Ling Zhiwei and Su Yuqing, it is so hot that the sky is jealous.

Ling Zhiwei was lying on the bed, dying.

Many people came, Su Yuqing, the two babies, Mo Yunfeng, Cheng Xiaojing, Zou Wei, Professor Jin, Mrs. Jin, and seven experts who have been working hard for her to survive.

Ling Zhiwei blinked, but still recognized Su Yuqing in the crowd.

Time has passed, the years have changed, she has been seriously ill, and he has experienced vicissitudes, but what remains unchanged is the love that even Alzheimer’s disease cannot take away.

She was speechless, she could only make mouth shapes, she was shouting: “Yu Qing…”

Su Yuqing held her left hand and intertwined his fingers, his voice was hoarse as if squeezed from the depths of his throat: “Zhizhi, I am Su Yuqing, your husband, you love me very much, and I love you very much!”

Ling Zhiwei nodded.

Su Yuqing pointed to the woman standing outside, her hair was all white when she was less than forty years old.

The man rolled his throat for a while before speaking at Ling Zhiwei, “Zhizhi, that’s Zou Wei, your mother, you love her very much, and she loves you very much!”

Ling Zhiwei followed the man’s finger and looked at the woman not far away. She couldn’t remember her anymore, and even the figure in her sight was blurred at the moment, but Su Yuqing said that this was her mother, and her mother loved her very much. , she was convinced.

Su Yuqing then pointed at Cheng Xiaojing, “Zhizhi, she is Cheng Xiaojing, your best friend, she spent the night with you last night, she regretted misunderstanding you and broke up with you, she said sorry, if there is still a chance, I hope she can Be a lifelong friend with you.”

The man pointed to Mo Yunfeng again, to Professor Jin and his wife, and to seven experts.

Finally, he pointed to the two children who were crawling around on the bed.

“Zhizhi, they are our children. The boy’s name is Zhizhi, and the girl’s name is Weiwei. I split your names for them, won’t you be angry?”

Ling Zhiwei shook her head.

Su Yuqing continued: “You love the babies very much, and the babies also love their mothers very much!”

The man picked up the baby boy and put him on Ling Zhiwei’s left hand, and then picked up the baby girl and put him on Ling Zhiwei’s right hand.

“This is mom! Babies, mom loves you very much. The little clothes you wear are all stitched by mom for you. Now mom is going to… leave and say goodbye to mom…”

The baby girl was still sucking her own fingers and was enjoying herself, but when she heard the words, she suddenly pursed her lips and cried. She shoved her soft, glutinous hands into Ling Zhiwei’s, and shouted vaguely, “ma- ma.”

All the adults present had red eyes.

Seeing that his sister was crying, the boy became anxious. He cried aloud, and the racing car in his hand was no longer needed. He hugged Ling Zhiwei’s arm and shook it gently. The child is sensitive and crawled when he saw the tears in Ling Zhiwei’s eyes. He got up and went to wipe her, he said in a childish childish voice: “ma-ma-bu-teng-bao-bao-hu-hu!”

“ma-ma-bu-teng-bao-bao-hu-hu!”

“ma-ma-bu-teng-bao-bao-hu-hu!”

The baby boy kept repeating, Ling Zhiwei’s pale and tearful face was reflected in those ignorant eyes, which made one’s heart sad.

These words were all repeated by Su Yuqing to the two children after Ling Zhiwei fell asleep.

He originally thought of giving Ling Zhiwei a surprise.

But fate will always catch you off guard, and his surprise has now become “no regrets”.

Su Yuqing hugged the big and two important to him in this life tightly, his throat tightened and it hurt badly.

After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from his chest: “Zhizhi, don’t be afraid! I’m here!”

Ling Zhiwei’s tears flowed more and more, and the baby’s hands couldn’t be wiped clean at all.

In this way, she closed her eyes calmly in the midst of many, many loves. When she left, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her lips were raised.

So they all knew that Ling Zhiwei was happy when she left the world.

This is the only consolation for a living person.

…

A year later, the memorial service for the best-selling author “He Called Me to Know” was held in Jincheng.

Su Yuqing took his two-year-old children to the memorial service.

He brought the latest editions of novels and comics.

There is no difference from the previous one, except that there is an additional preface, a preface written by his husband himself.

He took the microphone and said to the book fans and fans in the audience: “I am Su Yuqing, Zhizhi’s husband, Zhizhi loves me very much, and I love him very much!”

clap clap —

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

“This is the opening remark of today, and it is also the first thing my wife has to say to her every day when she is living. Standing here today, I want to tell everyone that it is easy for us to meet the other half, but it is difficult to meet love. I met Zhizhi, and we desperately wanted to remember, because we were afraid of forgetting, so we used words and comics to record. A reader left a message under my Weibo asking me if it was worth it, saying that my persistence with Zhizhi still didn’t work in the end. I have resisted the arrangement of fate. This reader, it seems to many that you may be right, but I think it is wrong. In my heart, with the knowledge that Alzheimer’s can remember her husband, she is already her own destiny She is the master, she has won, and she will always live in my heart!”

“Yes! Mr. Y said it well! Zhizhi will always live in our hearts.”

The two little babies were at an age where they liked to imitate people, and when they heard the words, they raised their hands like a lotus root and shouted, “Mom will always live in our hearts.”

Su Yuqing made a gesture, and the audience was quiet.