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The old abbot twirled his Buddhist beads, silently recited a passage of sutra beside Song Weiyu's bed, and then left quietly.

Not long after, Song Weiyu woke up.

Chen Fang then smiled for the first time in half a month. He hurriedly helped her up and rang the bedside bell: "Wife, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Are you in pain? Are you dizzy? Do you still recognize me?"

Song Weiyu stared at him for a long time, then reached out and stroked his thin jaw: "It must have been very hard during this period, right?"

Chen Fang's eyes suddenly turned red. He placed his hand on the back of her hand and said in a hoarse and aggrieved voice, "I'm glad you woke up. You don't know how scared I was. Even if a bullet went through my chest, I would never be this scared."

"Honey...please don't scare me anymore. We are together, fine, fine."

Song Weiyu wiped the tears from his face, but the more she wiped, the more tears came. "Don't cry, your crying hurts me."

Chen Fang always felt that something was different about her, so he asked cautiously, "Do you remember everything?"

She nodded, "Chen Fang, I'm sorry. I wanted to make it up to you, but I didn't expect to mistake you for Fu Haitang and hurt you even more."

Chen Fang lowered his head to hold back his tears, and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, we still have the rest of our lives to make up for it."

Song Weiyu smiled bitterly, raised his hand and stroked the relic on his wrist, it was a pity that there was no more life left. I have made him wait for 20 years, and I can't let him wait any longer this time.

I'm sorry, Chen Fang. I promised you the rest of my life, but I can't fulfill it.

Li He and the children all came over. Everyone had not yet recovered from Fu Haitang's grief, but Song Weiyu's awakening obviously brought great comfort to everyone.

Fu Liansong stood farthest from the bed and was too stubborn to look over.

Song Weiyu smiled and hooked her finger at him: "Baby, come here."

Fu Liansong is 24 years old and is unwilling to admit that he is the baby in his mother's eyes, but the red circles under his eyes still betray him. He turns his face away and doesn't look at her.

Song Weiyu continued to call him: "Baby, come here, I have something for you."

Fu Liansong stood beside her bed with a sullen look on his face, not even looking at her. "If you have something to say, please say it quickly. I have to go back to the company to work overtime."

Song Weiyu held his hand, as if she saw the stubborn and arrogant Fu Haitang at the age of 24. "Song Song, do you know that among these three sons, Mom likes you the most?"

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"Your eldest brother is too cold and sinister. Your second brother is thoughtful and cruel, but you are the only one in our family, sunny and cute. In fact, mom knows how well-behaved you are. Mom also knows that every time you come home, you help mom put away slippers and pour hot water."

Fu Liansong didn't expect that Song Weiyu, who had ignored him and even beaten and scolded him for so many years, would be willing to take the initiative to explain to him.

"I'm sorry baby. If mom can still meet you as a child, I will definitely accompany you until you grow up."

Fu Liansong thought this sentence was meant to cheer him up.

He thought that if Song Weiyu could really go back, he would definitely still be willing to choose her as his mother.

Song Weiyu handed him the teddy bear beside the bed: "This is what mom left for you."

What do you mean by stay? Fu Liansong frowned and stared at her.

Song Weiyu rubbed his face and said, "Let's have a reunion dinner tonight, in this ward, with all the relatives and friends. Yes, don't forget to invite Butler Zhang."

There were two tables of people sitting at dinner, on her right was Lian Song, and on her left was Chen Fang.

She said a lot tonight, covering every aspect and mentioning every person. Li He always felt like she was planning her funeral.

She also asked Li He what kind of girl he liked, and Li He said, "Why, you want to find me a second love?"

Song Weiyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, I want to find a reliable first love for you. If I could be reborn again, I would definitely not let you marry Gu Zhen again."

During the meal, Chen Fang didn't say a word. He silently picked up food for her and poured water for her. Song Weiyu held his hand tightly under the table.

Everyone decided to go to the wintersweet garden tomorrow to see the flowers and visit Fu Haitang.

She said yes.

Before going to bed at night, she gave Chen Fang a kiss, lay in his arms and said: "I know that you have been hurt more for me than anyone else, so don't worry about what others say about you. In my heart, you will always be unique."

Chen Fang hugged her and kissed her gently, "I understand, I understand everything. I don't care what others think of me. As long as I can be with you, I'm fine with anything."

Song Weiyu looked up and asked him: "If there is a next life, do you still want to meet me?"

Chen Fang said, "I don't believe in the next life, I only want this life."