Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 100 The eSports God is always plotting something bad against me - Male protagonist's perspective [Part 44] ()

Perhaps because she saw the bleeding at the corner of his mouth, Wen Yan pursed her lips and looked up at him with tearful eyes.

"Why do you keep acting so impulsively? Do you know that this will hurt yourself!?"

Her voice was already filled with tears, "Do you know, do you know that I am worried about you..."

Looking at his wife's red eyes from crying.

Ok,

I always listen to my wife.

……

Brought his wife back home.

With Yuci's company, she would be less nervous and restrained.

"Will your parents..." The girl's voice stopped abruptly, filled with worry.

Yu Lian smoothed out the sadness between her brows.

"will not."

"You are so nice, they will just think that I am a pig who took advantage of your cabbage."

The facts prove that this is indeed the case.
His parents like her very much.

And really thought he was that pig.

……

It’s officially announced.

happy. ((つ≧▽≦)つ

……

Got the certificate.

Happier. ((つ≧▽≦)つ

……

The heart transplant was a success.

But the doctor said that because my daughter-in-law is very weak, she must be taken good care of.

...This is nonsense.

……

Two years after marriage, my wife became a teacher.

In fact, he had discussed with her that she didn't need to work so hard and he could support her.

But Wen Yan would always smile and shake her head:
“Girls need to be financially independent.”

"I can't always depend on you."

Yu Lian: "..."

……

After preparing lessons every day, my wife plays with Dabai Erhuang and has no time to accompany him╭(╯^╰)╮

They finally got together at night, but his wife just touched his hand.

"Your hands are really beautiful." Wen Yan said honestly with a blink.

Hearing this, I smiled meaningfully.

His hands are not only beautiful,
More practical~(￣︶￣)
……

Three years after his marriage, Yu Lian announced his retirement and returned to university to complete his unfinished studies. At the same time, he took over the Yu Group and began to cooperate with Rong Ze's Fusheng Group for mutual benefit.

I can't spend time with my wife during my busy period, huh. ╭(╯^╰)╮

Thinking of Yuci and Rongzhe who had started traveling around the world, he became even more depressed.

After all, President Rong is not in Fusheng Group at all, and all matters are handed over to those vice presidents.

Ok,

It seems that boy loves his sister.

……

Five years after marriage, Yu Lian maintained his previous habit and still liked to listen to fairy tales before going to bed.

But this time, my wife didn’t tell me any childish stories about Sleeping Beauty and the prince.

Ok,
He told the story of how the big bad wolf ate the little rabbit. (〃〃)
……

Six years after marriage, considering Wen Yan's health, he took the initiative to find his parents and told them that he didn't want children and planned to adopt one in a few years.

Although my parents felt a little sorry about this, they still acquiesced to the two of them.

……

After eight years of marriage, they still didn't plan to have children.

…I can already see the complicated expressions on my parents’ faces.

……

Twelve years after marriage, Wen Yan's health suddenly deteriorated.

He often suffered from heart pain, and in severe cases his face turned pale and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and he was completely unable to continue teaching his students.

The doctor said that this is the rejection reaction after a heart transplant in a patient with congenital heart disease. The extended life will eventually come to an end.

"...What do you mean?" Yu Lian's Adam's apple rolled and he had a bad feeling.

The doctor pursed his lips, sighed and said, "Stay with her."

These words, like a deadly omen, crushed Yu Lian. He grabbed the doctor's collar, his eyes bloodshot and he roared:

"Why? Nothing has happened to her in the past few years! Damn it! Speak up!..."

The uncontrollable collapse caused Yu Lian to lose all his reason. Even Rong Ze, who had always been able to beat him, was punched several times when he tried to stop him from going crazy. The doctor's glasses were thrown off during the fight. He was trembling, but he still explained conscientiously:
"Ms. Wen Yan's health was weak to begin with. Without a heart transplant, she wouldn't be alive today."

"But even if the heart transplant is successful, under normal circumstances, patients like Miss Wen Yan can only live for another five to ten years before the heart will be rejected."

"This is the twelfth year since Miss Wen Yan's heart transplant. You have taken good care of her..."

The sounds around him were so noisy and chaotic that Yu Lian could no longer hear anything.

He collapsed to the ground, his eyes red. The 32-year-old man sat on the ground and cried like a child.

It's his fault.

He didn't take good care of her.

……

Twelve years after marriage, Wen Yan had to stay in the hospital for a long time for treatment.

Yu Lian entrusted the Yu Group to Rong Ze and stayed in the hospital with Wen Yan all day.

Looking at her beloved one lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted all over his body and his face pale and thin, she looked at him with her mouth open in silence, tears of heartache flowed from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto the pale pillow.

"No, don't save me..."

"I don't want to cause you any more trouble..."

The gentle female voice was weak, but the words she spoke were so cruel.

Yu Lian always smiled and comforted countless times, but also turned around and collapsed countless times.

He visited many hospitals and consulted many experts.

But they all shook their heads and sighed after examining Wen Yan's condition, and the looks they gave him would never reveal any miracles.

……

After thirteen years of marriage, Wen Yan's consciousness has become very vague.

He often suffered cardiac arrest in the middle of the night and Yu Lian was afraid to sleep at all.

Yu Ci and Rong Ze wanted to take turns guarding the temple many times, but he always refused.

This is his lover.

His lover was suffering and in pain.

How dare he, how could he, how worthy was he to sleep peacefully.

……

Thirteen years after the marriage, Wen Yan died despite failed rescue efforts.

……

He began to feel confused.

He wanted to go and accompany her.

……

Yuci gave him several boxes of jars with many stars folded inside.

"This is a star that my sister-in-law folded a few years ago. Inside is all her wishes, the things she wants to do, the places she wants to go."

"She hopes that you can live well and achieve these for her."

In the dim room, the figure choked up as he spoke and left the room.

He sat slumped in the corner, surrounded by wine bottles. After a long time, Yu Lian curled up and cried and choked, then tremblingly held the jar in his arms, as if he was hugging her.

……

Fourteen years after marriage, Yu Lian began traveling around the world with Wen Yan's ashes.

These were all places she wanted to go but never had the time to go.

He will take her with him to fulfill her wish.

……

Twenty-seven years after his marriage, he returned to the imperial capital.

One of Wen Yan's wishes was to return to the school where she taught to see the scenery after 25 years.

When the time came, he brought her back.

The ginkgo trees grow lushly in autumn, and the sound of reading aloud in the morning reaches the path outside and the ears of the men who are strolling around.

"If there are two fish in the deep spring, I would like to know..."

Yu Lian stopped under the ginkgo tree.

This was the first sentence he heard her recite when he first entered Wen Yan's live broadcast room.

This sentence, in full, is:

If there are two fishes in the deep spring, I would know who will be her joy and sorrow in the coming year and who will she rely on.

What I mean is, how nice it would be if I could send a letter to the underworld so that I could know how you have been doing over the years and who is taking care of you.

This is a poem written by Nalan Xingde to mourn his deceased wife.

And now, his wife has gone to a very far place, a place that letters cannot reach.

Is she doing well?
Blame him, or... miss him.

Who can answer this?

"..."

Yu Lian lowered his eyes, the sound of reading beside him continued, but it could not disturb his melancholy.

A breeze blew by, and the lush ginkgo trees swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

Yu Lian looked up in a daze, and suddenly the yellow ginkgo leaves above his head fell, gently and lightly caressing the man's white hair, causing the corners of his eyes to turn red.

Apricot leaves are flying.

She is answering.