Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 186 Lin Qingruan x Mo Yucheng: Don't be afraid, I'm with you

“You’ve done your best.”

Mo Yucheng reacted quickly, he threw back the quilt, got out of bed to get the key, stood in front of the bed and hugged her tightly, "Qing Ruan, I'll drive you, this place is very close to the hospital, don't be afraid."

How could Lin Qingruan not be afraid? Her whole body was shaking. She couldn't stand steadily when going down the stairs and almost had to cling to Mo Yucheng's arm to go down.

She thought of Jian Yi's happy face when he told her during the day that he wanted to have a family with blood ties. At that time, Lin Qingruan thought that her aunt was her only family, the family her life depended on.

But today, she is going to lose her only family member.

In the intensive care unit, the sound of the ventilator is heavy, like the last sigh of life.

Zhao Meihua was still in a coma, and Lin Qingruan had already cried while waiting for her to wake up.

She had never cried so hard before. This was an uncontrollable sadness. Mo Yucheng held her in his arms and stood outside the ward. He paused in pushing the door. He lowered his head and saw Lin Qingruan holding the corner of his clothes.

"Is my aunt going to die?"

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, like a helpless child, hiding behind him in panic.

Mo Yucheng's heart softened completely, and he put his arms around her shoulders, using his body temperature to gently soothe her.

Some clumsy words of comfort came out: "Qing Ruan, don't be afraid, I'm with you."

"I'm not afraid." Lin Qingruan wiped away her tears and forced a smile. There was clearly a shattered light in her eyes, but the moment she stepped in, her actor's accomplishments made her appear happy and beautiful again.

"Since it is the last moment, you should let your aunt go with peace of mind."

Lin Qingruan held his hand and pleaded with him softly, "Please help me, Yu Cheng."

Mo Yucheng was shocked. He thought that he would not refuse any of her requests.

It turned out that he had indulged Lin Qingruan without any bottom line without knowing when.

Mo Yucheng took her hand and walked in.

He didn't say yes or no, but just wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Whatever you want to do, I will cooperate with you."

A dim light was on in the ward. Lin Qingruan sat gently beside her aunt. She looked at this woman who looked much older than her actual age.

This is a woman who dedicated her life to her family and children.

The summer before she went to college, Zhao Meihua carried bags of cement on the construction site with her thin shoulders in order to raise enough tuition for her.

At that time, Lin Qingruan thought that she must make a name for herself and help her aunt to reap the fruits of her hard work.

Life is better now, but her aunt is leaving.

The hand she was holding moved, and Lin Qingruan raised her head quickly. It was Zhao Meihua who opened her eyes and raised her fingers with difficulty, probably wanting to touch her cheek.

Lin Qingruan immediately bent down and put her face in front of her. Her voice was very obedient, her hastily tied ponytail hung down the side of her neck, and she snuggled up to Zhao Meihua, as if she would always be the child who had never grown up.

"Aunt, I'm here to see you."

Zhao Meihua was speechless and nodded with difficulty.

"This is my boyfriend. Do you remember the story about the mentor I told you about? It was him. He was the first person to appreciate me and the first person who said I would definitely become a big star."

Mo Yucheng had been standing behind her, his eyes fixed on her. Her words were half true and half false, or perhaps she was deliberately showing signs of happiness in order to appear affectionate.

He just listened to Lin Qingruan telling the story of how they met in the eastern suburbs and fell in love in school. Zhao Meihua gradually recovered and began to sit up and listen to their story.

In the slow recollection, Lin Qingruan suddenly discovered that she and Mo Yucheng also had a campus romance that was comparable to pure love.

He would set her class schedule as his phone screensaver, pick her up for dinner at the end of her last class, and put on light sportswear on weekends, rent a shared bike and take her on a ride around campus.

He joked at the time: "What do you think? Should I go back to school and study with you?"

Lin Qingruan raised her head: "Okay, then you can review with me in the library from now on."

"That won't do." Mo Yucheng approached her, his scent sweeping over her, a scent between that of a teenager and a man. He smiled lazily and casually, "I can't help it."

"I can't help but want to hold your hands, hug you and kiss you."

Lin Qingruan was very thin-skinned at that time, and was so amused by him that she was speechless, so she had to pinch the ticklish spots on his waist.

Mo Yucheng yelled, "You're murdering my husband!"

At that time, their laughter echoed throughout the entire campus. On the hot afternoons of midsummer, their shadows were reflected on the asphalt road, showing the sweetness of their embrace.

Lin Qingruan also thought, if Mo Yucheng was just an ordinary college student, how romantic would their campus romance be?
Unfortunately, there are not too many assumptions in this world.

Lin Qingruan gradually calmed down in her memories. Her expression did not seem fake, and her eyes and eyebrows were gradually filled with an involuntary sense of happiness.

"He is a very good person. He will never let me suffer any injustice in school and quietly blocks all the rumors. I always lose my temper with him. He actually has a bad temper too, but he always keeps it to himself and comes to comfort me after he is done."

How could Zhao Meihua not see the expression of her child at the moment when she was the one she raised herself?

The worry that had been weighing on her mind was completely relieved. Zhao Meihua held her hand and said, "As long as you are happy, I will be relieved."

This sentence "I'm relieved" seems to make me feel free from all worries.

No one knew the weight of these words better than Lin Qingruan. Her shoulders trembled violently and she almost couldn't control her emotions.

At this time, Mo Yucheng came over from behind and hugged her.

His broad palms naturally carried a soothing power. He didn't say a word, but silently cooperated with her in acting out this final tender scene.

Zhao Meihua glanced at Mo Yucheng, then held their hands together.

"Don't be sad because your aunt is gone. You will have a little baby here in the future who will accompany you on your journey instead of your aunt and will love you just like your aunt did."

Zhao Meihua touched her belly. Everyone will have regrets before they die. Her regret was that her life was gone too quickly. She only had time to see Lin Qingruan happy, but she didn't have time to see her get married and have children, and have a happy family.

"Qing Ruan, you've suffered so much. When your aunt is gone, who can you cry in front of?"

Zhao Meihua burst into tears. She didn't know where she got the strength from suddenly and hugged Lin Qingruan tightly. At this moment, her face glowed with an unprecedented glow, and she looked better than before she fell ill.

Lin Qingruan could no longer hold back her sobs.

She understood that this was God's final gift at the end of her life. She didn't know what to say, so she could only hug her aunt with all her strength, stubbornly refusing to let her leave.

Mo Yucheng said softly at this time: "I won't let her cry again."

He lowered his head and said earnestly, "Please rest assured."

Zhao Meihua closed her eyes at this moment, her hand still pressing on Lin Qingruan's abdomen. In the last moments of her life, what she was most concerned about was this child she picked up and brought home on a snowy night, this child who was alone and helpless in the world. How she hoped that in the future there would be someone who would stay with her for a long time.