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Chapter 499 - 500 The Gentle and Weak Woman_1

Chapter 499: Chapter 500 The Gentle and Weak Woman_1

"Cough, cough, cough..." Hearing Ye Xiyao’s forthright question, Li Changlin was instantly dumbfounded, "This, this counts, I guess."

It was extremely awkward, and Li Changlin couldn’t help but sheepishly touch his nose.

"But, Brother Changlin, you said when we grew up, you would marry me." Ye Xiyao looked up at Li Changlin and said languidly, "Brother Changlin may have forgotten, but Xiyao will never forget. My fate is that I won’t live past twenty-four, and I was really looking forward to becoming Brother Changlin’s bride in my lifetime. But now it seems, Xiyao will never have the chance."

As she spoke, tears gathered and rolled down from Ye Xiyao’s eyes.

Seeing this, Li Changlin’s heart was instantly in turmoil, "Xiyao, don’t cry, why do you start crying when things are going well! And what you mentioned about your fate, what does that mean? Why do you say you won’t live past twenty-four? Tell me, are you just trying to scare Brother Changlin?"

"I’m not, Brother Changlin, I’m not lying to you." As if reluctant to let Li Changlin see her in such an embarrassing state, Ye Xiyao sobbed while hastily wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, "Brother Changlin, I told you about it when I was little, it’s just that you forgot. Back then, you said you’d marry me when we grew up and wouldn’t let me die. But, but now, Xiyao is almost twenty-four, and soon to die."

"No, I won’t let you die!" Li Changlin heard this and quickly reached out, gently covering Ye Xiyao’s lips with his hand.

"Brother Changlin." Ye Xiyao’s tears of gratitude once again quietly fell.

She reached out, took hold of Li Changlin’s wrist, then pursed her lips and gently kissed the palm of his hand.

A blush inadvertently suffused her cheeks.

In that moment, Ye Xiyao’s face and eyes were filled with immense happiness.

There had been a time when she never imagined that she could meet Brother Changlin again one day.

Gazing at him tenderly, how handsome Li Changlin had grown, so very handsome.

She remembered when she saw the advertisement posted by others and entered his broadcast room because of the name Li Changlin; that was when she recognized Brother Changlin at first glance.

Night after night, she would wake up from dreams filled with joy, only to lie down again in the solitude of the night.

And now, having felt the warmth of Li Changlin’s palm, all that was left in her heart was deep satisfaction.

"It’s really wonderful, to have met Brother Changlin again in my lifetime. Even if I were to die now, I would have no regrets. It’s just, just where are you, Grandpa!" Ye Xiyao’s heart was brimming with joy, yet suddenly there came an earth-shattering change.

Although she had the good fortune to find Brother Changlin, Grandpa was still missing.

Thinking of the person she loved most dearly, Ye Xiyao’s heart was weeping, bleeding!

"Xiyao!" Li Changlin felt something amiss and gently called out.

"Brother Changlin, Xiyao is okay," Ye Xiyao gently snuffled and then forced a smile.

After all, what else could she hope for? Being able to see Brother Changlin once more in her lifetime was already very fortunate.

Lame Grandpa had probably gone to heaven by now!

In her heart, Ye Xiyao thought yoyfully.

"Alright, Xiyao, don’t be having wild thoughts; I believe Lame Grandpa will definitely come back," seeing the look in Ye Xiyao’s eyes, Li Changlin guessed what she was thinking and started to comfort her gently.

With that, his palm slightly lifted, intending to retract his hand.

Ye Xiyao felt a connection and quickly stretched out her other hand, grabbing Li Changlin’s wrist tightly, "Brother Changlin, don’t let go of me."

In her eyes, a trace of pleading shone through.

At this moment, where was any semblance of the superstar’s radiance in Ye Xiyao?

Beside Li Changlin, she seemed to transform into a well-behaved and fragile woman, a delicate girl easily hurt.

"Okay," Li Changlin, moved by compassion, softly agreed and then sat down on the chair nearby.

Yet, Ye Xiyao, still holding onto Li Changlin’s arm, pressed his large hand against her face.

At this moment, Ye Xiyao revealed a full expression of happiness. She indulged in closing her eyes, wishing time could be eternal at this instant, never to tick away!

However, time’s footsteps wouldn’t halt for Ye Xiyao’s prayers.

As time passed, it wasn’t long before Qian Ziwei and Luo Tianyi quietly entered the break room.

Li Changlin lifted his head, he was about to speak.

Seeing Ye Xiyao’s expression on the hospital bed, Qian Ziwei quickly shushed and gestured for silence.

But this sound still startled Ye Xiyao.

She quickly opened her eyes and then turned her head towards the door.

"Ziwei, Tian Yi," spotting the newcomers, Ye Xiyao called out in a hurry, then quickly released Li Changlin’s wrist, her face showing a look of having done something wrong.

"Xiyao, are you feeling better?" Qian Ziwei didn’t mind; she quickly approached, crouched beside the bed, and softly asked.

"Yes, I’m feeling much better," Ye Xiyao nodded, then explained, "Ziwei, don’t blame Brother Changlin, it was me who insisted on holding his hand."

"It’s okay. Aren’t you my husband’s little wife? Don’t overthink it." Qian Ziwei reached out to tidy the messy hair on Ye Xiyao’s forehead, then turned her head to Li Changlin, "Husband, Xiyao is alright now, we can go back."

"Ah, is Xiyao really okay?" On hearing this, Li Changlin stood up, instantly filled with joy.

"Yes, she’s fine. Xiyao, let’s go back. From now on, how about you live with my husband, okay?" Qian Ziwei forced a smile, a flash of sadness fleeting across her eyes.

And Luo Tianyi, standing at the back holding a bag of medicine, could no longer hold back and turned away, secretly wiping away tears.

Li Changlin didn’t think too much; hearing that Ye Xiyao was alright, he was already clouded by immense happiness, which blinded his reason.

"Good, that’s great, let’s go back, let’s leave now." Li Changlin did not ponder why Qian Ziwei suggested for Ye Xiyao to stay with him, but at the moment, the priority was to leave the hospital.

So, he reached out, ready to push the movable hospital bed to leave.

But then, Ye Xiyao had already reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Brother Changlin, I’m alright, why do I still need to lie on the hospital bed? Just help me up," Ye Xiyao laughed coquettishly, a fleeting glimpse of desolation in her eyes.