Chapter 998: When Hua grew old (extra story about Pei Ziheng and Xia Ling’s previous life)
Chapter 998 When Hua Lao died (Extra of Pei Ziheng and Xia Ling’s previous life)
Pei Ziheng is old.
92 years old, even among the richest people in the world, he has a long life, which is quite enviable.
His eyes are still bright, and he is as sharp as an eagle when looking at people. His teeth are also good. Even if he bites his favorite medium-rare steak, he does not need to spend much effort. But he knew that the internal organs of the body were failing one after another. His family doctor told him every year during his physical examination, Mr. Pei, you must take good care of yourself. At this age, every day of life is a gift from God. You must cherish it. .
He walks regularly, plays golf, and follows the doctor's advice to live longer.
Because, he cannot die yet.
His mission is not over yet. The girl he loves is still alive in this world. He swore to protect her for the rest of his life. How could he die in front of her?
—The girl he loves is called Xia Ling.
She is said to be a girl, but she is actually 72 years old and has long become a gray-haired old lady. An Xian is kind and kind when she smiles. However, in Pei Ziheng's heart, she is still the twelve-year-old girl she was when they first met her. She is innocent and bright, understands nothing, and has no awareness of the dangers and malice of the world.
He said he would protect her for the rest of his life, for the rest of his life.
Even though she has been married for a long time and has many children and grandchildren.
Even though she is still happy with another man.
Pei Ziheng drinks a little black coffee every morning, reads the newspaper, and sees the name of the man she married - Li Lei in the pages of global economic trends or international news. Li Lei in the photo is also white-haired and energetic. He always looks calm and pointing out the country with a smile. He looks healthy and has a good tooth, as if he wants to compete with him to see who can live longer.
Pei Ziheng is always depressed.
He is 92 years old this year and Li Lei is 80 years old. There is a full age gap between the two. Unless he can live 12 years longer than Li Lei, sooner or later, he will be ahead of Li Lei. Thinking like this, he seriously bit off a piece of bread and prayed to God that Li Lei would be killed in a car accident tomorrow.
However, Li Lei did not have an accident, but he did.
On this day, while playing golf, he suddenly tilted his body and fell to the ground without warning.
The accompanying staff rushed him to the hospital, but it was too late. He suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Although he was rescued in time, he was already half-paralyzed. When the doctor told him that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, he stared at the sky outside the window for a long time, silent.
He began to deal with his own property.
The deployment of the deployment, the inheritance of the inheritance, and the making of the will.
The sudden paralysis made him realize the fragility of life. Perhaps, before he completely turned into a bad old man who couldn't take care of himself, he had to do something as soon as possible.
He sent a messenger to deliver a message to the Li family overseas, hoping to meet Xia Ling.
When the messenger arrived, it was a spring evening. The old lady with silver hair was sitting on a wicker chair in the back garden, pruning a camellia in full bloom. When she heard Pei Ziheng's invitation, she was slightly startled. She seemed to be talking to the messenger or to herself: "I haven't seen him for many years."
Since she moved overseas, the number of times the two of them have met can be counted on one hand. As she grew older and had more children and grandchildren, she slowly sealed some old memories in her heart, almost to the point of dying without contact. Why is it so sudden this time?
The messenger said respectfully to the matron of the Li family: "You probably know that the chairman suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage a few days ago. After he was rescued, he was probably nostalgic."
When people get old, they will miss the past.
Especially for someone like Pei Ziheng who has never married, countless people have speculated whether he has never forgotten the only woman he ever got married to—Ye Xingling, also known as Xia Ling.
Xia Ling looked at the red camellias in front of her and lowered her eyes slightly. After a long time, she said, "Okay."
With a click of the scissors, a camellia flower as big as a bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The messenger was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.
She put down the scissors, stood up slowly, carefully flicked off the petals on her clothes, and went to find Li Lei with the help of the servant. "I was watching the news a few days ago and heard that he was paralyzed," she said softly to her lifelong husband. "I always feel uneasy and..."
She did not continue.
Li Lei understood what she meant. Pei Ziheng was already at this age and had an unexpected accident. She was worried that one day, before it was too late to say goodbye, the man would pass away forever.
He looked at his wife: "Go if you want to, remember to bring more clothes and take good care of yourself." The three of them have reached this age, and the excitement in their youth has long since turned into calm. So what if they meet once? On the contrary, if we don't see him, we may regret it for the rest of his life when heaven and man are separated forever.
Xia Ling looked at him gratefully and gave him a long hug.
Without packing any luggage, he hurriedly followed the courier to fly back to China and went to Pei's house. To be precise, it was the villa she had decorated with her own hands when she was a girl and where she and Pei Ziheng lived together for many years.
"Why are you still living here?" She stood in front of the villa and asked the messenger reproachfully, "Don't the Pei family have so many big houses and hot spring resorts? This villa is so small, it can only accommodate a few doctors and several doctors. Servant? He is so old, what should he do if something goes wrong?"
Why didn’t the messenger understand? Smiling bitterly: "The chairman must live here, and he will not listen to anyone's advice. You know his temper, how can you waver in something that you are sure of? But..." He looked at Xia Ling carefully, "Maybe you can go Maybe he will listen to me."
Xia Ling pursed her lips slightly and walked into the villa with a serious expression.
Pei Ziheng had known for a long time that she was coming, so he specially ordered someone to clean up a tea room. He was wearing a recently customized high-end smoky gray handmade suit, and his silver-gray hair was meticulously combed. Although he was already paralyzed, he still ordered someone to move him to the sofa, sitting upright with his back straight, as if everything was fine, as if the sudden paralysis had never happened.
The servant was very worried: "Sir, with your current physical strength, you won't be able to sit in this position for long."
Pei Ziheng insisted on going his own way. The reason why he couldn't wait to see her was because he wanted to leave a good impression on her while he could still control himself and before he completely turned into a bad old man.
He watched her step into the tea room, looking at her gently and elegantly just like he had done decades ago: "Xiao Ling, you are here."
La la la, this is really a spin-off of Xiao Ling's past life. Believe me In this life, I just mention it by the way. Our long-lived Pei Dada In addition, I am exhausted from running outside for a day, and I have to accompany my mother to join a tour group in the evening. Activities, crashing... During the day, I took advantage of the tour group's stops at various scenic spots to code out this chapter. However, I really don't have the time or energy, so there will be a total of 2 updates tonight, and there is another update waiting for me. I wrote it after my mother returned to the guest room after the event, probably in the middle of the night, so everyone should read it in the morning. Tomorrow will be the second update. I cried when I signed up for a two-day tour. The third update will be resumed the day after tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)