One Thousand Three Hundred and Nineteen, Let’s Have a Baby (Part 3)

"Your grandpa is right. You and Tang Yu... even if you are barely together now, you will be separated sooner or later in the future."

Song Zhixing felt a pain in her heart. Why did everyone say the same thing to her?

Li Hanyan asked, "How long have you not seen Tang Yu's mother?"

"... Many years." She didn't understand why he mentioned his mother again.

"I guessed it." Li Hanyan looked at her steadily, "She won't agree with you two being together. Xingxing, a love that doesn't get any blessing from the elders, do you really think you will be happy?"

Song Zhixing pinched her fingertips into her palm. She used to think that love was a matter between two people, until now she realized that it was a matter between two families.

"I hope you don't make your grandpa angry again for a relationship that has no future. He is now over 70 years old and in poor health. He coughed up blood when he got up this morning. Before coming here, the doctor reminded him that he had too much depression in his heart. If it gets worse, he really won't live for a few years."

Song Zhixing was terrified and blamed himself more and more.

"Xingxing, if..." Li Hanyan took a deep breath, "If you really still have a little affection for your grandpa, just treat it as coaxing your grandpa, and don't make him angry again. Your grandpa just said that he didn't want you, but in fact, I don't know how much he wanted you to go back with us. When I booked the plane ticket before, he repeatedly told me to book yours together. As for why Tang Yu suddenly relented - in fact, it was your grandpa who called him personally. Xingxing, after returning to Country J, just treat it as coaxing your grandpa, and try not to mention Tang Yu in front of him. Okay?"

Song Zhixing looked at the plane ticket on the table in a daze, thinking of the old man's increasingly old appearance, and a lot of reluctance passed through his heart.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded. The ground staff hurried in, "Ms. Li, is Mr. Li Qiming your family member?"

"Yes!" Li Hanyan stood up suddenly.

When Song Zhixing saw the other party's face, his heart was hanging. What happened?

"Mr. Li is not in a good mood. He keeps coughing violently and looks like he will faint at any time. So, I came to find you. Please go over and take a look!"

"Thank you. I'll go out and take a look." Li Hanyan looked anxious and hurried out. Song Zhixing's heart was in his throat and he followed.

Outside, Li Qiming was holding a cane and breathing heavily.

His hands kept rubbing his chest. He was obviously in pain and his brows were tightly furrowed. Li Hanyan went to help him, but he pushed her hand away and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. However, that look clearly did not look like he was fine.

Grandpa is old...

He is no longer the strong old man in her memory.

Song Zhixing did not go forward, but just stood at the door of the VIP waiting room and watched from a distance of several meters. His eyes were always sore.

"Old people nowadays want their younger generations to stay with them. Young people, don't be willful. If you don't stay with them when they ask you to, they may not be around anymore when you want to stay with them in the future. By then, it will be too late for you to regret." The person who just sat next to them obviously heard their previous conversation and said this sentence inadvertently when he passed by Song Zhixing.

The words "they are gone" made Song Zhixing's heart ache, as if she was hit hard by something. She was afraid that her relatives, who were not many to begin with, would really be gone without a care... and she didn't have time to do anything for him.

Suddenly, she was very grateful that Tang Yu let go at this time. If grandpa really had something happen to her, her happiness would be overshadowed in this life.

The broadcast was still urging them to board the plane. Li Qiming had just let Song Zhixing go with a cold face, but now, when they were really about to board the plane, he didn't say a word. He walked in front and would look back from time to time. He looked as if he was afraid that she would not catch up.

When he turned back for the third time and was caught by Song Zhixing, his face fell again. She smiled at him shamelessly, trotted over and took his other hand, "Grandpa, I won't run away."

"Humph! I won't run away! For a man, you don't want your grandpa and your aunt at all!"

Song Zhixing looked at Li Hanyan apologetically, and Li Hanyan patted the old man's hand, "Okay, Dad, let's get on the plane first."

Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief after the topic was changed.

After getting on the plane, Song Zhixing and Li Hanyan sat in the same row. Before turning off the phone, Tang Yu called. The name flashing on the screen made her look in the direction of Li Hanyan subconsciously with a guilty conscience.

Li Hanyan saw the word "Second Uncle" at a glance, her eyes dimmed a little, and she just turned her face to the window.

Song Zhixing considered and hesitated, but still took the phone and put it to her ear. Although her relationship with Tang Yu has been made public, she still feels uncomfortable.

"Have you boarded the plane?" Tang Yu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"...... Yeah." Guilt surrounded her, somewhat diluting the sadness of parting in her heart.

"That's good."

"Yeah." Song Zhixing considered Li Hanyan's feelings and just responded mechanically.

Tang Yu heard it immediately, "Not easy to talk?"

She said "Yeah" again.

At this moment, the broadcast on the plane sounded, and the flight attendant came over, smiled and bent over, "Miss, the plane is about to take off."

"Okay." Song Zhixing nodded, then turned to the phone and whispered: "Then I won't talk to you now."

"Call me when you get there, okay?"

"Will it be too late for you when I get there?"

"Call me no matter how late it is." Tang Yu paused and added: "I'll wait for you."

"Okay. Then... I'm hanging up." At this moment, the reluctance to leave was lingering in his chest again. Song Zhixing unconsciously prolonged her voice. Tang Yu didn't say anything, and finally, she hung up the phone.

She looked sideways, and Li Hanyan never turned her face again.

Song Zhixing sighed, and there was a little more depression and melancholy in her heart.

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The journey of more than ten hours was a torment on the plane. However, since she didn't sleep well in the first two nights, she fell asleep on the plane soon. She woke up several times in the middle of the journey, and fell asleep again not long after she woke up.

"Xingxing, wake up, we're here." When she was sleeping soundly, her shoulder was pushed. Li Hanyan woke her up.

Song Zhixing slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked out through the glare window. Outside, everything was unfamiliar. The airport was in the suburbs, and it looked a bit desolate.