Keeping the promise

Chapter 219 The Last Word

Late at night, Li Yunting quietly entered the ward. His footsteps were very light, for fear of waking up Zheng Wancheng who was lying in bed.

However, Zheng Wancheng actually heard his movements, but she did not open her eyes. She didn't know how to face this man whom she loved and hated.

Li Yunting walked to the bedside and sat down slowly. He stared at Zheng Wancheng's pale face, his eyes full of pain and self-blame.

He gently reached out his hand and stroked her cheek. The touch was so cold that it made his heart clench.

He carefully tidied up her hair, his voice low and hoarse: "Wancheng, I fell into the trap. I was too stupid to see through Qi Yue's plot. It's my fault that our child is gone. I know you are heartbroken, and my heart feels like it's been torn apart." At this point, his voice choked a little, and he paused for a moment before continuing: "But Wancheng, believe me, this is just an accident, a nightmare. I will always be with you, and we will have children, we will definitely have children. I will spend the rest of my life to make up for my mistakes and let you feel happy and warm again."

A tear slid down the corner of Zheng Wancheng's eye, but she still kept her eyes closed, not wanting Li Yunting to see her inner struggle and pain.

Li Yunting gently wiped away her tears, then held her hand, placed it to his lips and kissed it gently.

"Wancheng, please, don't give up on me, don't give up on our future." Li Yunting's voice echoed in the silent ward, filled with endless regret and pleading.

In the following days, Li Yunting came to the ward on time every day. He would bring fresh flowers, trying to add a bit of vitality to this pale space; he would personally cook nutritious soup, hoping to nourish Zheng Wancheng's body.

However, Zheng Wancheng seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of ice and stopped talking to him.

No matter what Li Yunting said, she had no reaction. She just stared blankly out the window or at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if she had lost her mind.

Li Yunting tried to tell her about their good memories, hoping to bring back some warmth in her heart. "Wancheng, do you remember when we went to the beach to watch the sunrise together? We were so happy back then." But Zheng Wancheng still didn't respond, with no expression on her face.

He carefully spoke of his plans for the future, "Wancheng, when you get better, we will go to a new place and start over, just the two of us." But the response he received was still despairing silence.

Li Yunting's heart became more and more painful with each cold treatment, but he did not give up.

He still stayed by her bedside every day, talking non-stop. Even if he got no response, he firmly believed that as long as he didn't give up, one day, Zheng Wancheng would open her heart again and accept him.

On this day, the ward was still filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Li Yunting sat beside Zheng Wancheng's bed, whispering some comforting words.

Suddenly, Zheng Wancheng broke the silence of many days and said lightly: "Li Yunting, I want to eat cakes, you go buy them."

When Li Yunting heard her voice, he was stunned at first, then an expression of surprise and joy appeared on his face, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

His voice was trembling with excitement: "Okay, okay, I'll go buy it right away, you wait for me."

After saying that, Li Yunting rushed out like a gust of wind, happily looking for the pastries that Zheng Wancheng wanted to eat.

Zheng Wancheng looked at his hurriedly departing back, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

After Li Yunting left, she forced herself to get up despite her weak body and left a letter.

Then she drove away from this heartbreaking place.

Li Yunting came back happily with the pastries, but found that Zheng Wancheng was missing from the ward.

His heart sank instantly, and a bad premonition came over him.

He looked around anxiously, calling out Zheng Wancheng's name loudly, but the only response he got was the empty ward and his own uneasy voice.

Finally, his eyes fell on the letter on the table. He picked up the letter with trembling hands and slowly unfolded it.

The handwriting on the letter caught my eye:

Li Yunting

When I met you, I experienced the most beautiful love, and even felt that I was the most fortunate. But everything is broken, the fruit of our love is gone, and there is no going back. I can't face this cruel reality, the pain of losing my child, and even less you. I am going to the most beautiful beach to find my child. I hope we won't meet in the next life.

Zheng Wancheng's last work

After reading the letter, Li Yunting was struck by lightning, and the cakes in his hands fell to the ground. His eyes became empty and desperate, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground, holding the letter tightly in his hands, tears pouring out like a flood.

“Wancheng, how could you be so cruel, how could you abandon me…” His voice was filled with pain and despair, echoing in the empty ward.