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After Shu Ran lulled Shu Mother to sleep, she slowly left the hospital room alone, neither crying nor feeling sad, but rather calm.
She wore a thin beige knit sweater and a light blue long skirt, the soft fabric draping loosely over her slender figure.
Walking against the wind on an autumn rainy night, she made her way through the long corridor. As she moved forward, raindrops fell on her face, and the cool breeze brushed against her slightly frail body.
Finally, she stopped at the end, standing with her eyes closed before the city shrouded in misty rain, lonely and silent.
No matter how fierce the rain fell, how chilling the wind blew, or how heart-wrenching the words on the medical report were, the doctor's statement of doing their best only added to her pain and sorrow.
At this moment, everything seemed to merge into a storm, ethereal in the space between heaven and earth, dissipating into the sound of the gentle rain.
In this rain, she was merely a solitary passerby, holding an umbrella and pausing slowly to feel its desolation and helplessness.
She asked nothing of the world and thought not of despair.
She granted herself a moment of clarity and absolute calmness, wishing that after this moment, she could make a crucial decision.
No regrets, no disappointments.
A decision that could either wither permanently or bloom anew.
The rain had been falling lightly for more than half an hour, and Shu Ran had stood by the railing watching for just as long.
Until the rain stopped and the wind ceased, her sleeves and hair were completely soaked.
She finally emerged from a dream.
She took a step back, slowly pulled out a tissue from her side pocket, and gently wiped her face, which was covered in droplets. Whether there were tears among them, she did not know.
Once she had dried her hair, she slowly moved to the side and lightly tossed the wet tissue, soaked with rainwater, into the trash can.
After doing all this, she finally took a deep breath.
There was no hesitation, no doubt, as if she had thought it over countless times in her heart and imagined countless outcomes. The decision she made was resolute and decisive.
She slowly took out her phone and dialed the familiar Phone Number, not knowing when she had quietly memorized his Phone Number.
It felt so familiar that she hardly had to think about it.
The phone beeped once and was immediately connected.
It was almost always like this.
Shu Ran often wondered if every time she called him, he just happened to be playing on his phone or something; otherwise, how could he answer so promptly every time?
"Hello?"
At this moment, it was already past midnight. On a normal day, Shu Ran would have gone to bed by 10:30 PM.
But too much had happened recently; everything was so chaotic that her routine had been completely disrupted.
But she had never called him actively at midnight before, so Qin Xian couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.
She held the phone in one hand while resting the other on the railing covered in water droplets. A cool sensation shot through her palm as she softly called out, "Qin Xian."
Qin Xian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of water, gazing at B City, which was engulfed in a storm. A sense of inexplicable loneliness washed over him from over two thousand kilometers away. It wasn't until he heard her gently calling his name amidst the howling autumn wind that the cold silence began to fade.
He replied softly, "Hmm, I'm here."
After he spoke, there was silence on the other end of the line again. Qin Xian took a small sip of water, the pure and transparent liquid glistening on his crimson lips, creating a captivating allure.
After he took a third sip, he finally heard her slowly say, "Qin Xian, let's get married."
Qin Xian paused for a moment, his lips pressing together tightly. His grip on the glass tightened unconsciously. Despite being puzzled and shocked by her sudden declaration, he answered without hesitation.
"Okay, when?"
His clear voice reached her ears without further questions or confusion, as if making an ordinary decision. He agreed calmly.
This was for the best.
Shu Ran didn't know how to explain everything to him or how to convey her thoughts.
But he didn't ask.
This was for the best.
She calmly replied, "When you come back."
"Okay. Auntie, are you doing well?"
These words touched Shu Ran's heart, reaching the softest part of her being. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she lowered her head, biting her lip as she forced out two words, "I'm fine."
"Alright," Shu Ran avoided the next question and urged him, "It's already late; you should rest early. I'll wait for you to come back."
With his "Okay," the call ended.
Shu Ran wearily returned to the hospital room, thinking a lot along the way, questioning herself repeatedly.
Why did she make this decision? Was it made after careful consideration?
Yes, it was made after careful consideration.
She heard in her mother’s every word that there were no worries, no regrets.
But as her daughter, how could she not understand her mother's thoughts?
In the end, there were still regrets—regrets about not seeing her daughter find a home.
What Shu Ran saw in her mother's eyes was worry, concern, reluctance, and an inability to let go.
A mother is the greatest person in the world.
She loved Shu Father so much, yet five years ago, when Shu Ran's stubbornness and immaturity led to Shu Father's death, outsiders spread rumors that she had caused his demise. Still, she showed even more affection towards Shu Ran.
If it were someone else, they would have long been affected by the rumors and held a grudge in their hearts.
However, Shu Mother never did.
It was as if this incident had never happened at all. Even when they occasionally argued, Shu Mother would never bring it up to hurt the other.
They both carefully tended to each other's wounds, silently understanding one another.
This is also why Shu Ran never refused or resisted the decisions made by her.
She knew that Shu Mother had her best interests at heart.
Shu Mother had sacrificed so much for her; how could she ignore her final wishes completely?
But was this fair to Qin Xian?
Shu Ran stood in the rain for over half an hour, her mind consumed with this question.
Was this fair to Qin Xian?
Was it? Or was it not?
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