Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 179 Lin Qingruan x Mo Yucheng: I knew you earlier than the rumors
She thought of the only secret love in her life that ended in vain, and the confession letter that was never sent because Meng Ze was going abroad.

At that time, the seeds of desire took root and sprouted. She secretly made up her mind to strive to climb up every day in her future life. She would decide her own destiny.

A one-way ticket that was supposed to end in vain, but she didn't expect that at the end of the story, someone had already bought a return ticket for her.

"How come you like me?"

"Of course not." Meng Ze chuckled. He thought of the day when he first met Lin Qingruan. It was the freshman welcome ceremony. She was standing at the front of the class, wearing a white shirt, plaid skirt and a high ponytail, dazzling and bright.

"I asked someone to slip you the student union registration form. I watched your performance at the campus dance competition. My wish sign was hung in the same place as yours at the college entrance examination 100-day oath-taking ceremony. Finally, after graduation... I sincerely hope that we can meet again."

At the end, Meng Ze looked at her deeply.

"I think I knew you earlier than the rumors said."

Lin Qingruan's eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and after a while tears fell. She didn't cry very hard, but tears flowed quietly from the corners of her eyes. She felt her crying was too ugly, so she threw herself into Meng Ze's arms, and her tears wiped on the corner of his clothes unscrupulously.

"I thought I was the only one who had a crush on you, Meng Ze, why did you just tell me now?"

"Because I didn't protect you well, but I think I can do it in the future. I just don't know if you are willing to give me this opportunity."

"I am willing."

Lin Qingruan raised her head and looked at him: "I'll come to you after I've settled my aunt's affairs, okay?"

Meng Ze said okay, reached out to rub her hair, and wiped her tears with a wet towel.

Lin Qingruan still couldn't let go of her only relative. She thought it would be a good idea to change her environment. She should also say goodbye to the past completely and love him with all her heart.
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The final result of the discussion was that Meng Ze would stay in Kyoto to accompany her for a year, and when she graduated, they would go to study in the UK together.

This year Meng Ze stayed in school as a tutor's assistant, guiding her with her homework in his free time. Mo Yucheng would come to school from time to time to meet them, and the rumors never stopped.

This is unfair to Meng Ze.

Lin Qingruan sighed and returned to the small rental house. Zhao Meihua's cough had become more severe in the past few days. The side effects of chemotherapy showed up and she began to lose a lot of hair.

Later one day, Zhao Meihua shaved off all her hair, even dug out a lipstick that she rarely used, put on a spirited look, and packed all her clothes into her suitcase.

Zhao Meihua said: "After graduation, you can go wherever you want. When you grow up, you should also have your own way to go."

Lin Qingruan burst into tears: "But I can't bear to leave you, aunt. When I was a child, I was driven out of my home by debt collectors. My father and mother didn't dare to come out to take me away. It was you who brought me home and paid for my college education."

"You can't stay with me forever." Zhao Meihua held her hand and sat on the bed. "Aunt can only go this far. She has walked most of the way of life. If she goes any further, she will be in the coffin. But you are different. You have just started. If you want to repay your aunt, go to England and study hard. Your cousin is going to take the college entrance examination. When your aunt is gone, you two children can support each other and rely on each other."

"Qing Ruan, you have been the most obedient and intelligent since childhood. You must know what is the best choice."

Lin Qingruan cried and shook her head. She knew too well what choice was the best, so she had been weighing the pros and cons since she was a child.

For a child from an ordinary family, there is no wrong choice in life. When the opportunity came, she resolutely chose Mo Yucheng's path. So is this path really the best?
Lin Qingruan knew that some things could never be measured by worldly values.

"Aunt, I will stay with you for a while. You must get well and go to England with me."

Zhao Meihua smiled and said yes, then asked her what Britain was like and whether she needed to take a plane. She couldn't speak English so she would have to rely on her.

Lin Qingruan smiled and said that she would pay the money, but before she could even finish her laughter, Zhao Meihua didn't respond anymore.

Lin Qingruan's heart skipped a beat. She saw the wrinkles on the bed sheet left by Zhao Meihua's unbearable struggle. She forced a smile and said apologetically, "But auntie probably won't be able to wait until the day she goes to England with you." "I really want to see our Qingruan get married."

Zhao Meihua lost consciousness after saying this. Her hand just touched Lin Qingruan's shoulder and then fell down quickly. All her strength was gone. Lin Qingruan's eyes widened in an instant and her whole body stiffened.

She staggered under the bed, holding the phone unsteadily, and entered the wrong password several times with trembling fingers.

In the end, she could only rely on facial unlocking. The screensaver of her phone reflected her terrified face. The alarm of the ambulance sounded in the distance, and the sound made Lin Qingruan panic subconsciously.

The emergency room was still busy in the early hours of the morning, and every medical staff member coming in and out was in a hurry.

Lin Qingruan held the phone and felt helpless again.

Who should she call?

There is a shortage of wards in public hospitals and it is difficult to get an appointment. Lin Qingruan tried to contact several private hospitals, but without exception, they were unable to make room for her.

She dropped her hands, feeling more desperate than ever before.

After several years, she seemed to have encountered the same dilemma again.

Liang Shu called the dean and unceremoniously kicked her out with her bed. At that time, Zhao Meihua was frightened and held her hand in panic, asking if the hospitalization fee was too high. After that, she refused to be hospitalized and only wanted to go home for conservative treatment.

Time keeps moving forward, but it seems like nothing has changed.

Lin Qingruan squatted down and touched the cold tiles of the hospital wall with her palms. The bright red blood in the emergency room was shocking, and the sound of electricity from various instruments made her head ache dully.

The familiar telephone ringtone rang.

Lin Qingruan answered the phone with a numb expression.

Mo Yucheng said calmly: "I'm downstairs, come down."

If it's exactly the same as the day we separated, it's like the scene is replayed all over again, and we're back to the starting point.

Lin Qingruan pinched her palms hard with her fingertips, but even so she couldn't help but admit humbly that at the most difficult moment in her life, Mo Yucheng's voice was like a shot of reassurance.

The elevator down button lit up and then went out. In the silent silence, Mo Yucheng spoke again, "Qing Ruan, you can hang up the phone and think about it slowly."

The next thing he said was the sound of his fingertips tapping on the cigarette box. He said slowly, "But you have to understand that many times you only have one chance to choose."

Lin Qingruan's heart sank suddenly.

She quickly pressed the elevator down button, watching the numbers rise and fall. Her phone briefly lost signal and she fell into a brief moment of confusion.

When I came out, I found it was raining outside. It wasn't heavy, but the continuous rain was so cold that it penetrated into my bones. Lin Qingruan hugged her shoulders and ran over in the rain.

Mo Yucheng's car was easy to spot. The extended Lincoln was parked there with the double flashes on, so it could be seen at a glance.

He opened the car window halfway, revealing a dignified and cold profile. When he glanced at her with a smile, a frivolous look naturally jumped out between his eyebrows.

The car door slowly opened, like an unknown whirlpool. Lin Qingruan took a deep breath and stepped in.

Mo Yucheng you dead man, bah bah bah!!!