"Young man, you will see her." The old man looked at me lovingly and said gently, "Listen to me to finish my words first. Xiaoyu has something to do."

I suppressed my emotions and continued to listen.

"Xiaoyu's disease was inherited from her mother. Xiaoyu always thought that I didn't love her mother. She was wrong. I loved her mother. My current wife, I was just compensating her, or atoneing her sins. The reason why Xiaoyu misunderstood me was that her mother was eight years older than me. In fact, you should understand this." The old man turned his eyes to me and said gently: "If you are eight years younger than Xiaoyu, will you fall in love with her? I think the result should be the same."

I looked at the old man and didn't say anything. The old man smiled and said, "I'm talking far away, there's no way. When people get old, they always want to find someone to talk about their thoughts." After a pause, the old man continued, "We didn't tell Xiaoyu that she is sick. After all, how long she can live, she should live happily. This is her right."

"But--" the old man changed his tone and said, "The boy from the Bi family fell in love with her. Old Man Bi disagreed because he knew Xiaoyu's mother's illness. Of course, he didn't want anyone from his descendants to suffer from this disease. He told Xiaoyu privately that Xiaoyu ran to Sweden for examination by himself."

"Why do you have to go to Sweden for inspection?"

"There are only a dozen hospitals in the world who can find this disease. Sweden was the first country to discover the disease, and the only two survivors are also Swedes. The Royal Swedish Medical College has the most information on this disease."

The old man changed a cigarette and handed me one. This time, I didn't refuse. The old man lit a cigarette and said, "Xiaoyu is a strong child. After she knew about it, she did not lose confidence in life because of it. She devoted all her energy to her career until she met you." After saying that, the old man looked at me with a smile.

I lowered my head heavily. Not only why Xiaoyu worked hard, but I knew many problems, such as she didn't get married, she liked to stimulate and allowed Yaoyao to exist. She tried her best to divorce Qianhui and matched me with Xie Zhuying, because she loved me. In order to make me happy, she made arrangements for her departure.

"Although Xiaoyu decided not to get married, I still forced her to arrange a marriage for her, that time you know." The old man looked at me, as if he knew what I was thinking. "In my opinion, no matter what kind of terminal illness, evolution is inevitable for human beings. Her mother died at the age of 47. I think Xiaoyu should have lived before her mother, but I didn't expect her to actually..."

"Senior, how is Xiaoyu now? What important thing is she doing when she comes back?" I was anxious to know Xiaoyu's current situation and didn't want to listen to the old man's nonsense anymore.

The old man sighed and looked into my eyes and said, "She can't bear to leave you and wants to survive. She came back to prepare for her own awakening."

"Su Xing?! She...what is wrong with her now?" My heart suddenly raised my throat.

"She's in a coma."

"coma?!"

"Yes, coma, deep coma." The old man looked at me and said slowly, "It is generally called vegetative in medicine."

Hearing the three words "vegetative" people, the huge sorrow in my heart made me cry and I couldn't help it anymore. It was so unacceptable. My living light rain! How could she...

Qin Fengchi could not suppress his long-term feelings, and shed tears with me.

The servant carrying the box quietly walked forward and said, "Master, please be careful of your health."

Qin Fengchi cheered up, took the box, patted my shoulder and said, "Child, don't be sad. Xiaoyu is full of confidence in life. You must also have confidence in her and believe that she will get better. Come, let's take a look at Xiaoyu's determination together!"

I forced myself to stop crying, but I couldn't stop the tears on my face. Qin Fengchi handed me the box and said, "This is the final work that Xiaoyu endured the illness."

I looked down and said, "This is..."

"Open it and see. This is what she just finished before she fell into a coma."

I opened the box and there were stacks of printed manuscripts, with dozens of large books. I opened the first page of the first book. On it was a line of words written by Xiaoyu by hand: "Cheng Dong, I know you must have waited less than three years. Please help me see if you have any shortcomings, please help me make up for it. Love you, Xiaoyu, wait for me."

I was puzzled and turned back again: "On September 12, 2001, today was my first day in Tianyuan to go to work. In the elevator, I saw my thing for the first time and he touched my hand. I felt that I was at a disadvantage. Although I had heard many legends about him, my first impression of him was not good, and even..."

I flipped through a few more books, all of which recorded what happened when Xiaoyu and I were together. I raised my head and looked at Qin Fengchi in surprise.

The old man explained: "After the vegetative people wake up, they will have sequelae to varying degrees, such as lower limb paralysis, memory loss, emotional loss, etc. The two recovery cases of Soxhrine disease have different degrees of memory loss and emotional loss. Xiaoyu insisted on remembering the big and small things and feelings when she was with you because-"

Qin Fengchi stopped and smiled, and continued, "Because she was afraid that she would forget you when she woke up."

My tears fell. I stroked the box that was more than a thousand pounds in my hand, and I seemed to see Xiaoyu typing on the bed with her sick body. This box contained Xiaoyu's love for me, a love that was more precious than my life.

"Young people, cheer up, Xiaoyu is sick at such a young age. Most of the patients with Sox's disease who have been discovered are over forty years old. The only two people who wake up are under forty years old, while Xiaoyu is only twenty-seven years old. Perhaps, this means that she will become the third awakener."

I nodded, wiped my tears, and said, "Senior, can I go to see her now?"

Qin Fengchi pointed forward and said, "When you go in and keep walking, you will see her."

I picked up the box, bowed deeply to the old man, and walked forward. Before entering the door, I turned around and looked at the old man. He was alone on the bench, holding a cigarette in his hand. The ash was very long, and the dead leaves were dancing with the wind beside him, and his sparse white hair swayed in the wind.

I walked in the door resolutely, and there was a long corridor in front of me.

I walked fast, slow, my pace was very coordinated, and the size of each step was very consistent. My mood suddenly calmed down, without any sadness, without any sadness, and even felt very happy. I already knew what to do.

I pushed open the door of the innermost room. It was a snow-white room with several medical instruments placed beside the bed. Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, as if she was asleep, sleeping sweetly. I walked over gently and gently and sat by the bed, as if she was afraid of waking her up.

She is still so beautiful, with a faint smile on her face. Or, she is having a beautiful dream.

I said softly: "Xiaoyu, I'm here."

She didn't say anything, but I knew she must have heard it.

I grabbed her hand and gently pressed it on my face, still as familiar as the temperature.

I kissed her lips lightly and smiled, "Xiaoyu, wait for me."

I turned around and left the door. I walked very quickly, very quickly. From this moment on, my time would be more precious than anything in the world.

Qin Fengchi was still sitting on the bench, and he was surprised to see me coming out so soon.

"She's a little fat, right?" the old man smiled.

"yes."

"If a person does not exercise, he will easily gain weight. Girls don't like to be too fat. When she wakes up, she may be worried about it."

"Yes, she will be upset, I believe."

I smiled and said to the old man: "Senior, I want to deal with some things and come back to accompany her. I hope you can get your permission."

The old man stood up and walked up to me and said, "Child, we are very grateful for your kindness. I believe Xiaoyu will do it..."

"Senior! This is my promise to Xiaoyu in front of the Taj Mahal in India." I looked into the old man's eyes and said calmly, "Even if there is no such promise, this is my choice. I am very happy to be with her, no matter what her condition."

The old man looked at me and said, "Wake her!"

When I left London, it was still a day of light rain. London in the rain was very beautiful.

When I came,

Light rain is flying.

When I left,

The light rain is still flying.

When I come again,

Will the light rain still fly?
Chapter completed!