Jingxia Rose

Chapter 200 [Huai Song 003] Two hearts in love, let time fly by.

They didn't attend Peking University, but rather Shanghai University. During their first semester of freshman year, Wen Song didn't get along well with one of her roommates.

Because her roommate liked Jiang Huaichuan, but at that time her roommate didn't know that Jiang Huaichuan was Wen Song's boyfriend.

She happily shared her crush with her and her two other roommates. Initially, she didn't mention Jiang Huaichuan's name because her roommates didn't know it.

Wen Song didn't know she was referring to Jiang Huaichuan.

About a week later, her roommate saw her arm in arm with Jiang Huaichuan as they went to the cafeteria for a meal, and she happily introduced him to them as her boyfriend.

That's how the conflict arose.

Her roommate accused her of being unfair, since it was clearly someone she liked. Wen Song retorted that she didn't know the person she was talking about was Jiang Huaichuan, and besides, they had been dating for a long time and were childhood sweethearts.

The two had a falling out, and Wen Song disliked the awkward atmosphere in the dormitory, so she told Jiang Huaichuan that she wanted to move out.

In the second half of the semester, Jiang Huaichuan simply bought a house near the school.

They spent more than three years in that house in a sweet and happy way.

Later, that place became Jiang Huaichuan's secret base for relieving his longing for her.

Jiang Huaichuan hugged her and said, "Once your condition stabilizes in the next few days..."

"No, I want to go now." Wen Song looked up. "I'm afraid I won't have enough time..."

"There's still time, there's still time." Jiang Huaichuan interrupted her, his fingers stroking her neck with a soothing tone. "Listen to me, okay?"

"I don't want chemotherapy, really..."

“I know, if you don’t want to… then don’t do chemotherapy, but you can’t fly in this condition, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle driving there, you know?”

"That's true. It would be such a pity to die on the way and never see the persimmon tree."

Jiang Huaichuan frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed his words. He helped her lie down on the bed and asked softly, "Is there anything that's uncomfortable or painful?"

Wen Song shook his head. "No."

"Where's my mom? Isn't she out?"

"I didn't see Aunt Meng when I came in."

Wen Song smiled and said, "Then she must have gone somewhere to cry in secret. My mom, the older she gets, the more she cries, and the harder it is to coax her."

"Aunt Meng can't bear to part with you."

"I know." Wen Song stared intently at him, as if trying to imprint his image deep in her mind. Finally, she curled the corners of her lips and said, "Jiang Huaichuan, I'm a little sleepy."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaichuan's heart tightened, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Wen Song grasped his hand resting on the hospital bed. "It's not that kind of sleepiness. I haven't been sleeping well since I was admitted to the hospital, but now that you're here, I think... I should be able to get a good night's sleep."

Jiang Huaichuan breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed her hand back. "Okay, you go to sleep. I'll stay here with you and won't go anywhere."

Wen Song had only been asleep for half an hour when the door was pushed open.

She is Wen Song's mother, Meng Shuang.

Meng Shuang was stunned when she saw him, "Huaichuan...you..."

Jiang Huaichuan smiled faintly and said softly, "She just fell asleep."

Meng Shuang glanced at Wen Song on the hospital bed, then at their tightly clasped hands. Her eyes reddened, and she asked in a low voice, "You know about Song Song's condition?"

"know."

"then you……"

“Aunt Meng, she must have had a very hard time these past few years.” Jiang Huaichuan looked at Wen Song’s sleeping face. “I will stay with her.”

Nine years of regret filled his empty heart.

But just thinking about how she had survived those nine years, and how she had even been tormented by illness to the point of wanting to end her life through suicide, his heart ached terribly.

He respects her.

Even if he still loses her, he is unwilling to selfishly keep her behind and face the despair enveloped in pain again.

Meng Shuang nodded, "Yes, she's having a tough time. It's good that you're here with her."

Wen Song's decision to give up treatment and let nature take its course was eventually accepted by her whole family and Jiang Huaichuan.

They cared about her deeply, but the more they cared, the less they wanted her to suffer. So they decided to let her go.

In the past few days, Wen Song has been very cooperative in receiving conservative treatment. Jiang Huaichuan has also discussed their plan to go to Shanghai with Wen Song's parents.

After a long silence, her parents finally agreed.

When are you going?

Jiang Huaichuan pursed his lips. "The day after tomorrow, I guess."

The day before they left, Yi Xu and a few others came to the hospital to visit her.

The usually carefree and easygoing young men watched her in silence.

Wen Song wore a gray-blue knitted hat, a gift from Jiang Huaichuan. Perhaps due to the treatment, her complexion looked better than a few days ago.

What are you doing? Don't do this.

As she spoke, she looked at Yi Xu and said, "Mr. Yi, I'm so sorry, but we're afraid we'll have to break our advertising contract."

She never accepts advertisements, but when Yi Xu called her that time to ask her to fill in for him, she hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

She didn't know what her motivation was.

"That series sold very well, thanks to you."

The group chatted happily until Wen Song felt a little tired, at which point they left.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Huaichuan prepared everything and drove Wen Song to Shanghai.

The journey took them seven and a half hours, with frequent stops along the way, and they didn't arrive at the courtyard until after 3 a.m.

Shanghai isn't as cold as Beijing, but it still gets chilly at night.

The whole house was cleaned up a few days ago, and the flowers and plants in the yard were also well taken care of.

The lights in the yard were on, illuminating the persimmon tree laden with fruit, which suited the small courtyard perfectly.

"That auntie said that the persimmons should fall on their own in about a week."

Wen Song laughed, "It's quite promising; it's actually grown so well."

Jiang Huaichuan looked up at the persimmons on the treetop and said softly, "But it broke its promise."

The wish they made when they planted it ultimately failed to be fulfilled.

They are far from happy now.

Wen Song leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered, "It's okay, our vows aren't broken."

Their vows back then!
Two hearts in love, let time fly by.

Jiang Huaichuan kissed her forehead and hummed in agreement. "It's cold outside, let's go inside. The persimmon trees look even better during the day."

"it is good."

After Jiang Huaichuan carried Wen Song into the room, he went out to get his things from the car, took a hot shower, and then lifted the covers to go upstairs and fall asleep in Wen Song's arms.

The next morning at 10:30, Jiang Huaichuan woke up, washed up, and then called Wen Song to get up.

He was already very skilled at brushing Wen Song's teeth and washing her face.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were what he had told the auntie who took care of the yard a few days ago, so it was quite plentiful.

When the two of them lived here before, Jiang Huaichuan was the one who cooked most of the meals.

After breakfast, Jiang Huaichuan supervised her taking her medicine and then accompanied her to the yard to enjoy the scenery and bask in the sun.

"Jianghuai River".

"Ok?"

"I suddenly feel like I'm back in college, and nothing here has changed."

The furnishings in the room, and even the dolls she had bought before, were still there.

Jiang Huaichuan has preserved everything about her in excellent condition.