For a moment, Nie Zheng was silent and did not dare to speak.
Ye Wanrong looked at him, gradually showing shyness - Nie Zheng and Xiaoxiao understood.
Ye Wanrong lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips and smiled, "You're here."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded and went to sit down next to his mother, feeling sad and pity at the same time.
"You..." Ye Wanrong was a little nervous. She stood up, "I didn't know you would come. Dad said you were very busy.
I thought you weren't free to come over."
Before Nie Zheng could react, Ye Wanrong grabbed Xiaoxiao.
The words were spoken to Nie Zheng, "Dad said that he would prepare everything for the wedding.
You don’t need to worry about it.”
Nie Zheng's heart tightened.
Although he had never experienced it personally, he later heard that Nie Hongxin never paid attention to his parents' marriage. He never showed up during the whole process, let alone gave any advice.
Even on the wedding day, Nie Hongxin was escorted to the scene by his elders at the last moment.
Even then, he was absent from the subsequent toasting ceremony... Although my mother had forgotten everything, the fear was still in her heart.
"Now that you're here..." Ye Wanrong looked at Nie Zheng expectantly, "Then let me put on my wedding dress and show you, okay?"
Nie Zheng's throat was slightly blocked and he nodded.
"good."
Ye Wanrong was overjoyed, and her joy was filled with humility.
She happily pulled Xiaoxiao and said, "Let's go, Huiru, help me."
"Well, okay."
Xiaoxiao let Ye Wanrong pull her, looked back at Nie Zheng, nodded to him, and then accompanied Ye Wanrong into the cloakroom to help her change into her wedding dress.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Ye Wanrong smiled shyly.
"Does it look good?"
Xiaoxiao was about to answer, then thought for a moment and said, "Go out and show him.
Why is my opinion important?"
Ye Wanrong was stunned, then came up and held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, with a solemn expression: "Hui Ru, don't say that.
To me, you are the most important and only friend."
Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, is this actually the case?
"Hui Ru."
Ye Wanrong sighed, "Although I have many friends, you are different from them. I know that you are making friends with me, not with the daughter of the Ye family."
Xiaoxiao nodded blankly. The relationship between Ye Wanrong and Lin Huiru seemed to be unfolding in front of her little by little.
"So..." Ye Wanrong's eyes turned red, "I need your blessing."
"good."
Xiaoxiao patted her hand and said, "I bless you, sincerely.
You are very beautiful today.
Let’s go out and let him take a look, okay?”
"Um."
Ye Wanrong smiled and nodded, the blush from the corners of her eyes still not fading away.
The door opened wide, Ye Wanrong stood at the door and shouted softly.
"Hongxin."
Nie Zheng turned around and saw his mother standing there in a wedding dress. Xiaoxiao was beside her mother, helping her hold up the skirt.
Xiaoxiao winked at him, then let go of her skirt and went out.
Nie Zheng walked towards Ye Wanrong and handed her his hand.
Ye Wanrong gently held his hand and smiled.
"Hongxin, let's dance."
"good."
Nie Zheng nodded and responded to his mother's requests.
Ye Wanrong leaned against Nie Zheng gently, her steps slowly swaying.
Nie Zheng wondered, had his parents ever had such a quiet time before?
If their mother had never forced them, maybe they would have had their own happy lives... "Hongxin."
Ye Wanrong said in a low voice, "Where did Huiru go?"
Nie Zheng lowered his head and looked at his mother, "Hui Ru went to prepare some snacks for you."
"oh."
Ye Wanrong nodded and sighed, "Huiru is a good girl."
"Well..." Nie Zheng responded softly, of course Xiaoxiao was.
However, the person the mother talks about is the real Lin Huiru, right?
The woman whose father has been thinking about her all her life must be very good.
Even now, my mother has forgotten many things, but she still remembers Lin Huiru's goodness.
Listening to the breathing in front of him becoming more and more steady, Nie Zheng looked down and saw that his mother had fallen asleep leaning on him.
Nie Zheng was slightly startled and gently picked up his mother.
After placing his mother in the room, Nie Zheng left the room.
Xiaoxiao came back with medicine and a small snack in her hands.
When I saw Nie Zheng, I understood, "Mom is asleep?"
"Um."
Nie Zheng frowned, his expression solemn.
The time when my mother is awake is getting shorter and shorter, I'm afraid it's... ugh.
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed silently and put down the medicine and snacks, "I'll take it later."
According to the doctor's advice, there is no possibility of recovery for Ye Wanrong, and she is currently receiving hospice care in a nursing home.
There is no cure for her illness, so she can only leave it to fate.
Therefore, in terms of care, we always follow the method that is most comfortable for her.
Nie Zheng felt uncomfortable in his heart and did not show it in front of outsiders, but there was no need to hide it in front of Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao looked up at him, her eyes were red - the blood relationship was unbreakable.
"Azheng."
Xiaoxiao held his hand, "Let's do what we can, let mom... be fine..." OK, leave... Xiaoxiao didn't say the next words, but Nie Zheng understood.
Nie Zheng nodded and buried his cheek into Xiaoxiao's palm.
He was grateful to Xiaoxiao, who had done so much in his mother's last days.
Xiaoxiao gently stroked Nie Zheng's hair, "You still have many things to do, so you should go first."
"And you?"
Nie Zheng raised his head, his emotions calmed down.
Xiaoxiao pointed to the door, "I'll wait for mom to wake up and then talk to her. Anyway, I have nothing to do.
You go first, I am here...just like you are here."
Hearing this, Nie Zheng's nose felt sore and he hugged Xiaoxiao tightly.
Xiaoxiao patted his back. She didn't need to say anything, but she understood everything.
They are each other's significant other, and of course she can represent him.
Nie Zheng stood up and held her hand, "Yu Mo will keep it for you."
"Um."
Xiaoxiao nodded, "Don't worry about me, I'll go back in the afternoon."
"good."
After sending Nie Zheng away, Feng Xiaoxiao entered the room and silently guarded Ye Wanrong.
Ye Wanrong didn't sleep for long, but she woke up within an hour or two.
"You're awake."
Xiaoxiao hurriedly came over and helped her half-lying, "Do you want to get up?"
"Need not."
Ye Wanrong shook her head and leaned against the pillow, "Xiao Xiao."
Xiaoxiao was startled for a moment, her mother-in-law was awake now.
"mom."
Ye Wanrong's face turned pale, probably because of her weakness. She looked less violent than before, and was actually much softer.
Ye Wanrong smiled and nodded, and asked: "Did you come by yourself?
Ah Zheng didn’t come?”
"Azheng is here."
Feng Xiaoxiao said hurriedly, "When you fell asleep, Ah Zheng left first. You also know that Ah Zheng is very busy."
"Um."
Ye Wanrong understood, "My father is ill, and Jiajing depends on Azheng."
"mom."
Feng Xiaoxiao stood up and brought the medicine and snacks over, "Eat some snacks and then take the medicine."
Ye Wanrong didn't have much appetite, but looking at her daughter-in-law, she changed her mind and nodded.