Chapter 1662 - 1330: He Loves You, For Many Years_3

Chapter 1662: Chapter 1330: He Loves You, For Many Years_3

Song Xiuwen knew he was going back, and his emotions were noticeably agitated. Huang Shihui calmed him: "Xiao Song, you must steady yourself. Only if you are steady can the Song Family be steady!"

Song Xiuwen nodded.

Huang Shihui followed Song Xiuwen back to the mansion.

On the way, Song Xiuwen kept looking out the car window. He had been in a coma for sixteen years, and T City had already changed its appearance; it was no longer the same as sixteen years ago.

The roads were wider and smoother, the surrounding streets richer and more luxurious.

The buildings were taller, the people more numerous, and the clothes everyone wore were better looking.

This world had indeed changed while he lay unconscious there.

He looked at his face in the rearview mirror, and he realized he had aged too.

Back then, he was forty, and time hadn’t yet left any marks on his face. But now, white hair, crow’s feet, and wrinkles had all climbed onto his face.

Sixteen years felt like a sleep, and upon waking, everything had changed, including himself.

Soon the car arrived at the Song Family Mansion, and as he entered through the gate, Song Xiuwen’s eyes were moist.

Yes, the world had changed, he had changed, but some things hadn’t changed.

Like this house, like the people he loved, and those who loved him!

Knowing Song Xiuwen was back, a crowd from the Song Family Mansion came out to greet him.

Except for a few elderly people, the others had only heard of Song Xiuwen but had never seen him in person.

As they watched Song Xiuwen’s wheelchair being lifted down, they were all moved, because Song Yansheng and Song Xiuwen looked so much alike.

Although Song Xiuwen was in his fifties, not young, one could still see traces of his youthful elegance between his brows.

Very handsome.

A few elderly people, led by Old Zhang, all shed tears. Old Zhang choked as he said: "Mr., you have finally returned!"

The word "finally" contained so much bitterness that no one knew.

Song Xiuwen extended his trembling hand and grasped Old Zhang’s hand, with Old Zhang forcing back tears.

He spoke to everyone: "Stand straight, everyone, and greet the old gentleman!"

Instantly, everyone bowed respectfully to Song Xiuwen, and Song Xiuwen nodded, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

Inside the mansion, Qu Changfeng had already examined Yu Yao, and indeed her pulse was unsteady. Xu Ling asked if they should immediately send Yu Yao to the hospital.

Qu Changfeng frowned and said: "It’s useless, she subconsciously resists waking up. Now that her pulse is chaotic, after the chaos comes calm. If she can’t be awakened soon, she might truly continue to sleep just like Xiuwen did back then..."

Xu Ling was stunned: "How is that possible? Xiuwen has only just woken up, could it be that A Yao is going to keep sleeping? Haven’t they been tormented for sixteen years enough? Why has everything turned out like this?"

Qu Changfeng’s face was also grim. He said: "Back then when the Song Family had issues, all burdens suddenly fell on A Yao’s shoulders. That wasn’t all; A Yao had to constantly worry about the safety of her husband and son. Before A Yu returned to the country for seven years, she hardly slept peacefully, which took a toll on her health. Originally, quiet recuperation could lead to improvement, but recently she has been worried about A Yu and Shi Nuan’s issues. Coupled with the matter of Zhong Jinnan and Aunt Tong, it triggered past hidden problems, leading to the current situation..."

Xu Ling asked: "So what do we do now? We need to find a way to wake A Yao up. Tell me, how can we awaken A Yao? Speak, please..."

Qu Changfeng looked at his wife’s anxious expression, understanding her concern since his heart was equally troubled.

He was about to say something when a knock on the door came at that moment.

He turned his gaze toward the door and said seriously: "Right now, the only person who can awaken A Yao is here!"

...

This was the first time Song Xiuwen had seen his wife after sixteen years.

Although over those sixteen years, his wife had practically visited the hospital every day to watch over him, often staying for an entire day.

But now, it was indeed different.

Old Zhang pushed the wheelchair step by step, closer to the bedside, inching towards Yu Yao.

He had previously seen a photo, and while Yu Yao indeed looked different from before, she was still so beautiful.

Just as she was when he first saw her.

Finally, he arrived at the bedside and looked at Yu Yao on the bed.

Yu Yao lay there quietly, as if she were simply asleep.

He looked at her, smiling at the corners of his mouth, then extended his trembling hand, slowly gripping Yu Yao’s fingers.

Taking a deep breath, he tried hard, using his unclear voice, to softly call: "A Yao ah..."

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