After rebirth, abstinent ex-husband can't move anymore

She stopped walking, fainted, and was sent to treatment. She was given injections or medicine, and then continued on her way.

Finally, more than twenty days later, I finally arrived in front of this sacred palace.

A very few people who made the pilgrimage with her gave up midway due to lack of physical strength, while others, like her, worked hard and persisted with all their strength.

The pads she prepared had all been worn out, and the skin on her knees and elbows was torn and exposed with flesh and blood. Before scabs could form, they began to rupture due to new wear and tear the next day.

If there is redness, swelling or inflammation, you can only apply wound medicine at night when you are resting.

Her forehead was covered in stains and bloodstains, and the condition was not much better than that of her limbs.

She is one of thousands of pilgrims, no different.

She picked up her legs, which had no feeling at all, with both hands and walked into the hall.

She knelt in front of the Buddha's image, clasped her hands together, and knelt down again.

Looking at the Buddha's kind face and compassionate eyes for all living beings, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

She lay prone on the ground, letting her tears fall to the ground.

As if a wanderer had finally returned to his hometown, her whole heart was soothed at this moment.

She straightened up, looked at the Buddha, and made her wish according to Bi Laosan's teachings.

The Lord Buddha is the faithful daughter of Xia Qingyuan, born in 1962, and lives in...

I pray to the Buddha that my husband Shen Yizhou can be safe, healthy and free from illness and disaster...

For this reason, I am willing to spend all my life in exchange for his safety and success."

Xia Qingyuan immediately changed her words: "Just use half of my lifespan.

He is half and I am half, but I hope that in the future we can be born in the same quilt and die in the same hole."

As she finished speaking, a bell rang outside the palace, as if in response to her prayer.

On the way to worship, she suddenly understood Shen Yizhou's love for her.

Just as she didn't want to live alone after he died, so did he.

They don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but they want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. This is the greatest gift to them.

She remembered that there was an old couple in Xishui Village.

Their only son went to war and failed to come back in the end, so the couple supported each other to live their lives.

Later, the old man fell ill and died.

In the days before he left, he dragged his sick body up the mountain to cut firewood every day, and piled the woodshed and utility room at home full.

When someone asked him, he said: "The old woman can't bear it. If I leave, she won't even be able to cut firewood."

But I never thought that the old lady would follow the old man a few days after his death.

The firewood in that house was sad to see.

She thought that her relationship with Shen Yizhou must be the same.

Therefore, as long as they are with him, they are willing to do so even if they only have a few years left to live.

When Xia Qingyuan stood up, her vision went black and she almost fell down.

It was an old teacher who raised his hand to support her.

The old teacher, who had a long white beard, looked at her with a smile on his face, looking very kind and wise.

Xia Qingyuan took a step back and kowtowed to her teacher.

The teacher smiled and nodded, and said in Tibetan: "The love you have been seeking for two lifetimes will finally come true."

Hearing this, Xia Qingyuan frowned and wanted to step forward to ask her teacher what she meant by this sentence.

Unexpectedly, a disciple came up, supported the teacher and moved him aside.

At this time, someone else entered the palace, directly blocking Xia Qingyuan's attempts to catch up.

Xia Qingyuan could only turn around in despair.

In the evening, she called to inquire about Shen Yizhou's situation.

Lin Dongxiu said: "I don't see much change."

She heard Xia Qingyuan's disappointment, and then said: "Don't be discouraged, maybe you will wake up tomorrow."

Xia Qingyuan nodded and gave a bitter smile: "Mom, I understand, don't worry.

I will go back in two days, thank you for your hard work during this time."

Also, how could such a serious illness be cured as soon as she asked for help?

Xia Qingyuan hung up the phone and smiled to herself.

She looked at the silent night sky. The stars here were so low that it seemed like she could reach out and catch them.

She murmured: "Shen Yizhou, I will always be with you."

Xia Qingyuan had injuries on her body. She went to the local doctor to clean and bandage them before she dared to return to Yun Province.

When I left, I felt like I had a heavy burden on my body, and when I came back, my heart was still heavy.

Regardless of the outcome, she has learned to treat it with a normal heart.

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She dragged her luggage and before she entered the ward, she heard suppressed cheers coming from inside.

Xia Qingyuan was excited and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

When she walked into the ward, everyone seemed to be immersed in joy, and no one noticed her.

Everyone was surrounding the hospital bed, including doctors, nurses, and a few people she didn't know.

Walking further inside, I saw Shen Yizhou half lying on the bed, with a weak face and clear eyes.

Lin Dongxiu stood aside, wiping tears constantly.

Xie Ziyi smiled and looked very happy.

Seeing that Shen Yizhou's cold phoenix eyes were no longer as closed as before, Xia Qingyuan burst into tears.

He woke up.

He finally woke up.

She covered her lips, afraid that she would cry.

But she couldn't stop her tears and flowed all over her face.

As if there was a connection, Shen Yizhou looked towards her.

The originally bored look on his face turned into a warm spring flower the next second he saw her.

He stretched out his hand towards her, with a faint smile on his lips: "Qingyuan."

Following Shen Yizhou's shout, everyone's eyes followed him and landed on Xia Qingyuan.

She was wearing neat but torn clothes, her face was dark and yellow, her skin was red and swollen, and there were wounds on her forehead.

For a moment, everyone didn't recognize who she was.

Lin Dongxiu saw Xia Qingyuan and shouted excitedly: "Qingyuan!"

Xia Qingyuan walked over, ignored the probing looks of some people, stood in front of Shen Yizhou, and said, "Why did you wake up just now?"

Although he was uttering words of complaint, his chest was filled with joy, which overflowed onto his face, making him cry and laugh at times.

Shen Yizhou took her rough hand and his eyes were red: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After waking up, he learned from Lin Dongxiu's mouth that Xia Qingyuan had gone on a pilgrimage to Tibet.

Suddenly, his heart ached.

The girl he held in his hand and felt so distressed actually went to the difficult Tibet for him and walked the same road he had walked.

He, a grown man, could hardly hold on, let alone her, who was so delicate?

The pain she suffered was like a blunt knife, cutting his heart time and time again.

Now when I see her come back, she is so haggard that she is almost unrecognizable.

As soon as the words were spoken, tears fell down.

This was the first time Xia Qingyuan saw Shen Yizhou cry.

Before she could speak, he pulled her into his arms with a tug on his hand.

Regardless of the dirt on her body, he hugged her tightly.

This scene made many people present couldn't help but get wet in their eyes.

A little nurse next to them looked at them with a puzzled face.

She arrived late and had not seen Xia Qingyuan.

At that time, when I saw Xie Ziyi coming to visit me from time to time, I thought she was Shen Yizhou's wife.

It turns out that Mrs. Shen is someone else?