My World Is All about You-Chapter 806 - 807 Marriage (End 8)_1

Chapter 806 -807 Marriage (End 8)_1

Chapter 806 -807 Marriage (End 8)_1

From the day Shen Liangnian and Jing Haohao separated at Jiangshan City People’s Hospital, they truly never saw each other again.

Time flew swiftly, and to be precise, more than half a year had passed. Transitioning from the early spring when ice and snow melt to the refreshing deep autumn.

In these past six months in Jiangshan City, Shen Liangnian had actually seen Jing Haohao once – an event that took place over two months ago. At that time, his health was already so terrible that it couldn’t get any worse. Every hour of every day, he found himself unable to function without medication, at any time he could vomit blood, just as he had once woken up in the morning to find blood in his toothpaste foam.

It was early summer then. Jing Haohao, wearing a creamy white dress, was sitting on the back of Liang Chen’s bicycle, her arms around his waist, her face radiant with laughter as she whispered something to him.

At that moment, he was bent over, enduring the pain in his stomach, standing by the road, waiting for the real estate agent to finish inspecting his house and state the selling price.

The moment he saw her, he forgot all of his pain. His gaze seemed to adhere to her, watching her until she gradually disappeared.

It took Shen Liangnian a long while to snap out of it. Regardless of whether he had heard the quoted price clearly, he simply nodded his head in agreement, provided his card number, and executed the transaction on the spot.

That day was the last time he saw Jing Haohao.

That day, he left Jiangshan City and returned to the small town where he and Jing Haohao were born.

Nearly a decade had passed since he last visited this town. Upon his return, he found it still resembled the town of his childhood, except for the muddy paths that were now smooth concrete roads, and the horse-drawn wagons that were replaced by cars.

Dragging his suitcase, he walked down the road and finally stopped in front of his old house, the only property left to him by his deceased father. He had sold this piece of land cheaply years ago to buy an air conditioner for Jing Haohao.

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This place held the memories of his childhood and the times they spent together.

The house had been renovated, but the front door was ajar. Shen Liangnian walked inside, only to buy back the plot that he had once sold for a mere five thousand Yuan, now at a whopping price of half a million.

Although the house had been reconstructed, the yard had only been tiled, and everything else remained unchanged.

The jujube tree that Jing Haohao enjoyed sitting under in the summer was still flourishing, bearing small green fruits.

Standing in the courtyard, Shen Liangnian could easily picture Jing Haohao as a ten, eleven, or twelve-year-old girl, twirling her two braids, running around.

Having returned to the small town, Shen Liangnian no longer visited Jiangshan City.

Although not as bustling as Jiangshan City, life in the small town was dull and monotonous. He didn’t socialize with the townspeople and hardly ever left home due to his illness.

He had never been someone who followed entertainment news or watched television, occasionally checking general news or finance channels.

Now, with his failing health and impending death, he had lost that lofty ambition he once had, so he rarely watched TV.

To avoid Qiao Wennuan’s incessant pestering, he only occasionally turned on his cell phone, and later, he stopped turning it on altogether.

Shen Liangnian turned on his phone five days before Jing Haohao and Liang Chen’s wedding.