Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: Wait for Me, Please Wait for Me (Fourth Update)

Mr. Yuan’s words shocked Yuan Yu immensely. She looked at Mr. Yuan incredulously, seemingly unable to understand why he suddenly brought this up.

"I know, you love Tang Jun," Mr. Yuan sighed and said, "I also favor Tang Jun. His excellence truly cannot be measured by words, but unfortunately..."

"It’s not because Tang Jun lost his sight that I’m giving up," Yuan Yu suddenly spoke.

Mr. Yuan gave her a meaningful look and said, "Xiao Yu, if you’re really giving up because Tang Jun became blind, then you wouldn’t be my daughter."

Mr. Yuan had a proud expression; the daughter he raised carefully from childhood wouldn’t be so shallow as to only judge by appearances.

Yuan Yu continued to remain silent.

"Dad won’t interfere in who you choose, but Dad hopes you are happy," Mr. Yuan stood up, walked to Yuan Yu’s side, his large hand resting on Yuan Yu’s shoulder, and said earnestly, "Whether you choose the boy from the Xu Family or Tang Jun, Dad just wants you to be happy and joyful, not like a walking corpse."

"Dad," Yuan Yu lightly leaned against Mr. Yuan’s hand.

Mr. Yuan raised his hand, gently stroking her long black hair, and said with emotion, "My daughter has grown up and is about to get married. Dad just hopes you consider it carefully when making a choice. If you don’t plan to be with the boy from the Xu Family, don’t get too close."

Mr. Yuan’s words were very straightforward, which had always been the way between father and daughter, speaking openly without beating around the bush.

After Yuan Yu had a heart-to-heart conversation with her father, she returned to her dormitory and fell into bed, but she couldn’t fall asleep.

*

The same night, sleepless as well, was Tang Jun.

When Tang Jun closed his eyes, he seemed to hear Cai Yufei saying that Yuan Yu was in a relationship and about to get married.

Thinking of this matter, Tang Jun’s heart twisted with pain.

Wait for me, just wait for me.

...

"Xiao Yu, why, why have you suddenly stopped seeing me?" Xu Qinglang had initially arranged to have dinner together with Yuan Yu, but she suddenly canceled.

The next day, even though they had agreed to check out the medicinal herbs together, Yuan Yu also missed that appointment.

Xu Qinglang wasn’t foolish. It wasn’t hard for him to realize that Yuan Yu was deliberately avoiding him.

"Xu Qinglang, I’m sorry," Yuan Yu explained the rumors.

"Xiao Yu, I want to see you."

As soon as Xu Qinglang finished speaking, he gave Yuan Yu no opportunity to refuse, saying, "If you don’t come to meet me, I’ll go to the office to find you."

Yuan Yu was silent for a moment before saying, "Alright."

Once they agreed on a location, Yuan Yu hung up the phone, muttering to herself that she must clarify things with Xu Qinglang this time.

In a Chinese restaurant.

Yuan Yu really liked the dishes at this Chinese restaurant and had visited a few times with Xu Qinglang.

"Xiao Yu, the rumors weren’t my doing," Xu Qinglang directly stated his stance.

"Xu Qinglang, it’s impossible between us," Yuan Yu straightforwardly spoke.

Xu Qinglang pursed his lips and looked intently at Yuan Yu, asking, "Why impossible? Are you going to wait for Tang Jun your whole life?"

"No matter what happens between him and me, there’s no emotion between us. We’re not suitable."

"No, feelings can be cultivated. We often go searching for medicinal herbs, chat about medical matters. We have many topics, don’t we? After we get married, we can regularly visit home and see Dad. Isn’t that great?"

Xu Qinglang made up his mind to have a good talk with Yuan Yu today, he earnestly said, "Xiao Yu, we’re the most suitable. If you and Tang Jun are together, you’re both busy. When you’re free, he’s possibly busy. When he’s free, maybe you’re not. Plus, now that Tang Jun’s eyesight is poor, do you think he can be with you?"

"But I’m different. If we’re together, I can adjust according to your schedule. We have common topics, our marriage would be the best."

Xu Qinglang looked seriously at Yuan Yu.

"But marriage isn’t only about suitability," Yuan Yu spoke one word at a time.

A marriage without feelings, what is that?

Yuan Yu was unwilling to settle.

That day, Yuan Yu and Xu Qinglang parted unhappily.

To avoid Xu Qinglang, Yuan Yu actively went to Yun City to participate in medical aid.

After Xu Qinglang found out, he also met with Old Master Xu and similarly headed to Yun City.

When He Ming and Cai Yufei found out about this matter, He Ming sarcastically remarked, "Still say just friends. Can mere friends go to Yun City together?"

Cai Yufei couldn’t help but look up at the sky, thinking that Tang Jun himself hadn’t sorted this out, what can outsiders do?

It’s like noting that the emperor isn’t anxious, but the eunuchs are.

*

Yuan Yu set off for Yun City while Tang Jun had already embarked for Changshui Village.

This was his second return since leaving Changshui Village with his parents.

Tang Zhengde accompanied Tang Jun, and now Changshui Village had completely transformed, full of vitality. Although the roads weren’t repaired yet, every villager in Changshui Village had a smile on their face. The roads being fixed was hugely good news for the villagers of Changshui Village.

Once, outside girls were reluctant to marry into Changshui Village primarily because there was no road — they were almost isolated from the world.

Many young people, once they left, were also unwilling to return. Over time, Changshui Village’s population was sure to dwindle.

But things are different now. The roads have been repaired, and in the future, the village will inevitably have more people.

Now the children can go to school, and the sound of their reading is what the villagers most love to hear.

Tang Jun’s arrival received warm hospitality from everyone.

All of Changshui Village’s changes began with Tang Jun; without Tang Jun, there wouldn’t be the transformation of Changshui Village now.

"How’s it? Do your eyes see any light at all?"

Mr. Miao was treating Tang Jun, only able to check if the blood clot in Tang Jun’s brain had reduced or shifted by feeling his pulse.

Tang Zhengde stood always beside Mr. Miao, barely daring to breathe, hearing Mr. Miao say that the clot hadn’t shifted or worsened, comforting, "Xiao Jun, don’t worry, one day your eyes will recover."

"It’s okay, Dad, I’m already used to it," Tang Jun said, pursing his lips, from initially not being accustomed to feeling uneasy, until now, Tang Jun felt no uneasiness anymore. He had already adapted to waking up every day to pitch darkness, seeing nothing.

"Grandpa Miao, I’ve been learning Braille lately, and it’s going well," Tang Jun chatted casually with Grandpa Miao. Tang Jun’s positive attitude fostered a sense of inferiority in Tang Zhengde.

If it were him, he couldn’t have done a better job than Tang Jun or had an equally optimistic outlook.

His son is the pride of his lifetime — even if his eyes never recover, he would still be the son Tang Zhengde would be most proud of.