1108 You Want to Play With Fire? (1/2)
”Shi'shi, you have been loving us so much all these years. You risked your life to give birth to Little Lemon. You told me, you would never want me to have a child with another woman, even if you had to lose your life. This was how you expressed your love for me.
”Little Lemon's sickness had caused even more pressure on you, but what's more stressful is that we don't know what to do with you right now. We don't want you to secretly cry again, we don't want you to shoulder all of the burden. All we want is to protect you.
”Sorry, I have to take away your precious memories… This is our love for you.”
…
His deep voice resounded in her ears, Lin Shiyu's lashes fluttered and she picked up the crystal chain.
It was a red apple on the chain, she opened it carefully.
There were two figures inside, it was of her and Fu Qinglun.
—-Shi'shi, I love you…
He confessed to her in many different languages so earnestly.
A tear fell down her cheek, followed by another.
The tears continued coming out of her eyes. Lifting her hand to feel her face, it was fully covered with tears.
She started crying.
The video continued to play, she lifted her teary eyes and continued watching—-
Little Shushu was born at dawn. She lay on the hospital bed, her forehead fully covered in sweat and she had fallen asleep.
The father-daughter duo walked into the ward.
”Mommy…” Little Lemon called her.
”Shh.” The man placed a finger before his lips to hush her. ”Little Lemon, Mommy is exhausted, let her have some rest, don't wake her up.”
”Okay, Daddy.”
Little Lemon smiled, looking at Little Shushu with curiosity before she kissed him on the cheek. After kissing Little Shushu, Little Lemon climbed back up and gave Lin Shiyu a kiss on the cheek.
Fu Qinglun walked over, helping to pull a strand of her hair that stuck out. He bent over, kissing her on the forehead as he murmured, ”My wife, it must have been tough on you, but we have a son now.”…
After seeing the scene, Lin Shiyu raised the corners of her lips. She started laughing.
She tried wiping away her tears but even more came out of her eyes.
She was just like a fool, crying while laughing.
So it turned out, he had never left.
He was still the same old him, he was that same Fu Qinglun. The Fu Qinglun who loved her over the many years.
Fu Qinglun…
She repeated the name in her mind.
Like a flood, the memories burst from her mind and she remembered everything. Those memories she couldn't recollect, their youth, the many ordeals they had to go through.
Everything just came crashing down at once.
…
Dingdong! The doorbell sounded.
Auntie Su quickly walked over to answer the door. A tall figure stood outside, Fu Qinglun had come.
”Mr Smithson, it's you?”
”Mm.”
Fu Qinglun walked over to the living room, scanning around but he didn't see the one he was looking for.
Auntie Su spoke with a low volume, ”Mr Smithson, you've come late today. Little Lemon has already had her dinner and gone to sleep. She's in the bedroom.”