Fairy Tale Life

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"I don't …"

Tang Mengyao pleaded as she looked at him. Her voice was hoarse, as though no one could hear her.

"Go ahead..."

Han Junli felt that the corners of his eyes were getting wet, no matter how reluctant he was, he still stood up.

He urged Song Huien who was at the side, "Auntie, accompany Yao Yao for a while, I'll be back soon."

Song Huien nodded her head with tears in her eyes. Why hadn't she seen Han Junli's intentions? For three whole days, he didn't even close his eyes as he watched intently. No one was able to persuade him otherwise.

It was a good thing Yao Yao had woken up, if not she would not know how long Han Junli would have toiled for.

"Mom …" When Han Junli left, he called out to his softly. It was extremely strenuous. Song Huien hadn't even come in time to say a few words when she fell asleep once again, exhausted.

In the evening, she had a fever again, and it was even higher than last time. Yan Hui's face became serious, "She has a fever now that affects the functions of the other organs in her body, if this goes on, there will really be a problem."

"I will now forcefully cool her down. If the results come out later, I will arrange for the bone marrow removal as soon as possible."

swallowtail also pulled Yan Hui's hand, her eyes filled with tears. "Ah, my child, this time you must cure my precious daughter? You can't let your mother suffer the pain of losing a child. "

Yan Hui pushed the swallowtail away, "Mom, don't create any more trouble here. If you're really so free, then persuade Auntie Song to go back and rest.

swallowtail felt that it was reasonable, so she dragged Song Huien back to rest. She was relieved when she knew that Yan Hui was here.

Situ Jiayi had been standing guard here frequently during this period of time, so everyone took their turns. Even though their expressions were extremely tired, none of them shouted that they were tired. In fact, none of them were willing to leave for fear that their departure would attract accidents.

What was exciting was that after the bone marrow matched up successfully, Yan Hui immediately started to arrange the operation.

Tang Mengyao's fever was already beginning to subside. According to his estimations, he could be operated on tomorrow.

Han Junli came to the end of the stairs, obviously very nervous.

Asking Yan Hui who he had pulled out, "Is it going to be dangerous?"

"This kind of thing, no one can say for sure. I am very confident about the operation. The key is to see if her body will reject the operation. It may be small, but it cannot be ruled out. So, it's possible for any accident to happen. I can't guarantee you that she'll definitely be safe. "

Han Junli pulled Yan Hui's hand, her dark red eyes filled with worry. Brother, this time, I beg of you, no matter what, you must treat her. It couldn't have happened to her in the slightest, otherwise … "

Yan Hui shook his hand tightly and comforted him, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to her."

After Yan Hui finished speaking, he walked towards the Principal's office with a solemn expression. We plan to arrange the operation quickly. The earlier it was, the higher the success rate for Tang Mengyao.

Two days later, prepare for the operation. Han Junli had always been by Tang Mengyao's side, accompanying his, and was unwilling to even take a step away. Han Jiantian would often appear at the door, but when Tang Mengyao glanced at him from afar, she realized that after a few days of not seeing him, he had actually gotten infected with white silk.

Tang Mengyao could not help but soften her heart, and pulled Han Junli, "I'm hungry, go buy me something."

"You're not..."

Seeing Tang Mengyao glaring at her, Han Junli could only pout his lips and walk out of the door. Ye Zichen called his mother over and pulled her over to sit by the bedside.

Seeing her eyes that were still red, Tang Mengyao bit her lips, "Mom, why are you crying again? If you keep on crying, your eyes will go blind. What do you think of your beautiful daughter then? "

Song Huien promised while wiping her tears. "Alright, I won't cry, I won't cry."

"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry." Tang Mengyao hugged Song Huien and comforted her again. Feeling her mother's embrace that she was most familiar with, all the fear in her heart disappeared.

Tang Mengyao felt that he was lucky. When he was at his weakest, the people he loved the most were all waiting for her.

Even if she died now, she would not have any regrets, but she would be reluctant to part with him.

"Mom, tell me. If I get married in the future, what will you do?"

"Haven't I been doing well in the country all these years? You needn't worry, how do I get along with my countrymen? "

Song Huien's smiling eyes were still glistening with tears, but she felt so pained that Tang Mengyao had to wipe them away for her. Mom, but Jiayi and I hope that you can take care of the element in the future. " Song Huien was about to refuse, but Tang Mengyao interrupted her. Mom, you're only in your forties, and you're still so young. I don't want you to stay in the countryside. Twenty years were more than enough. I believe that your heart has long been serene baptism. As for some of the inferior items in the secular world, you can simply not put them in your eyes. "

"Mom, I just want you to be more energetic. I know that painting has always been your unfulfilled dream. You are gifted, and in this age you have the approval of paintings. You stay here, take care of the elements, and learn to draw. Do you want to fulfill your unfulfilled dream? "

Song Huien was deeply moved by her plans. As tears streamed down her face, she began to choke.

Tang Mengyao felt her heart ache as she listened to her.

"Mom, don't worry. I will always be by your side. Only, I hope that you can put the past aside and start over. Whether it's your dream, your career, or your love … "

"No, Yaoyao, I …" When it came to love, Song Huien interrupted excitedly. Her choked voice seemed to suppress the pain that she had been feeling for a long time. That relationship, painstakingly carved into her heart, had brought her far, far too much pain.

She had long been discouraged, so how could she be willing to try out the pain of love again?

"Mom, listen to me. Daughter is very happy right now, so I hope that you can be happy too. The godmother says you are beautiful when you work, and I think so too, but I believe that a mother in love will be more beautiful. "

Tang Mengyao's words caused her to reveal an embarrassed expression. Song Huien nervously wanted to refute, but was grabbed by Tang Mengyao.

"Mom, are you still unwilling to let him go?"

"Song Huien immediately shook his head. No. I just want you to get better. Looking at him, although it still hurts, the feeling of being in love with him has long since disappeared with the hatred of time. "

Even if Han Jiantian were to stand at the door every day and look depressed every single day, she would at most feel sympathy and not love him at all when she saw him. Even that slight hatred gradually faded away. As long as Yao Yao was able to recover, she would be able to completely let go of everything else.

"Mom …" Tang Mengyao continued, "In the future, how about … you …"