Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1161: You Came for Me, Didn’t You?

"You have to believe that your eyes will definitely be healed," Tang Yue said with absolute certainty.

"What if they can’t be healed?"

Tang Jun’s weak voice resonated in the room.

The room fell into silence.

"Impossible," Tang Yue retorted. She held Tang Jun’s hand and said, "Xiao Jun, you can’t think like this."

"Sis, the doctor also said it’s all about luck. But what is luck? It’s like hoping to win US$ 500 in the lottery. Think about it, that one-in-a-million chance might mean never recovering in this lifetime." Although Tang Jun was optimistic enough, he couldn’t be blinded by his optimism and ruin Yuan Yu’s life.

How could he, someone who couldn’t see, be worthy of someone as wonderful as Yuan Yu?

Tang Yue had a thousand things to say, but seeing Tang Jun like this, she couldn’t utter a word.

Si Yu’s hand rested on Tang Yue’s shoulder, and the strength from his hand seemed to give her immense power.

Si Yu said, "Xiao Jun, do you want to see Yuan Yu marry someone else, lie in someone else’s arms, and have children with them?"

Tang Jun instinctively raised his head and then lowered it again, clenching his hands tightly.

Si Yu reached out, holding his tightly clenched hand, and said, "Xiao Jun, if Yuan Yu really despised you, do you think she would still be taking care of you like this? Or do you think just because you can’t see, you can’t protect Yuan Yu or give her happiness?"

Tang Jun: "..."

He remained silent, not saying a word.

Si Yu didn’t continue, just encouraged him by patting his shoulder, saying, "No matter what, you should make a good choice as long as you won’t regret it in the future."

"Xiao Yue, let’s go back to the room to rest." Si Yu pulled Tang Yue to leave, but Tang Yue was unwilling. Si Yu forcibly carried her away.

After closing the door, Tang Yue whispered, "I don’t want to leave."

"Let him think for himself, Xiao Yue. You’re his sister, and even as Xiao Jun’s biological mother, you can’t force Tang Jun to make a choice." Si Yu’s words left Tang Yue completely silent.

Back in the room, Si Yu placed the hot water he had prepared in front of the bed, then knelt down and took off her shoes.

"Ouch."

As soon as Si Yu touched her foot, she winced in pain.

Earlier, Tang Yue didn’t feel it, but when Si Yu carefully removed her socks, several blisters had already formed on the soles, and the heel had blistered and was bleeding, with some blisters burst.

"Tang Yue, with your feet in this state, why didn’t you say anything?" Si Yu, upset, called her by her full name, and with those words, he turned and walked away.

Just as he stepped out the door, he ran into Lian Qingyang, who handed over the iodine, saying, "Jin Yan also has several blisters on her feet. Your sister’s feet must be similar, right? I asked for some more, quickly apply it for her."

"Alright."

Si Yu took the iodine and went back to the room.

Tang Yue looked at the blisters on her feet, feeling helpless. She hadn’t walked very far, yet her feet were so tender.

Si Yu applied the medicine on her feet without saying a word. Tang Yue asked, "What about you?"

"My feet are fine," Si Yu replied tersely, annoyed Tang Yue hadn’t mentioned it, and frustrated with himself for not being more careful, for not carrying her sooner, which could have prevented such injuries.

"I, I didn’t know my feet were so bad," Tang Yue said, feeling somewhat guilty, trying to appease him by saying, "Si Yu, don’t worry. From now on, I’ll take good care of myself."

Si Yu sighed helplessly and said, "Didn’t you feel any pain?"

"I forgot."

Tang Yue playfully stuck out her tongue. As she watched Si Yu seriously disinfecting her, she thought he looked incredibly handsome. She reached out her hand, resting it on his brow, and said, "Don’t frown."

"Stop frowning. If you keep doing it, the lass will start calling you Uncle Meng again." Tang Yue joked, tilting her head and playfully winking, saying, "Uncle Mo."

Her playful words seemed to remind them of the past, when Si Yu repeatedly corrected Tang Yue, asking her to call him ’Uncle Mo.’ To this day, she remembered it vividly. At that time, Si Yu had been cold and unapproachable.

"Wife, I prefer it when you call me Uncle Mo elsewhere," Si Yu said, his jet-black eyes gazing at her as if they held clusters of flames, ready to consume her whole.

Tang Yue simply changed the topic, "Do you think Xiao Jun will figure it out after what you said?"

"No matter what he decides, it’s his choice," Si Yu reminded, "You shouldn’t intervene too much in his and Yuan Yu’s affairs. Fate, if it comes, can’t be torn apart, but if it’s shallow, even forcing them together might not end well."

"Sigh."

Tang Yue let out a long sigh. She understood this logic, but she really couldn’t bear to see Tang Jun shrink back with low self-esteem because of his eye condition, missing out on happiness within reach.

Back when Lian Qingyang and Jin Yan hadn’t settled, Tang Yue felt the same way, watching and worrying herself sick.

Now, Tang Jun was in a similar situation.

As his sister, Tang Yue just wished Tang Jun could be happy for a lifetime with no hardships.

"Xiao Yue, they say children have their own blessings. You’re worrying more than a mother would. So, when Zaozao and Chenchen get married, what will you do as a mother-in-law or a mother?"

Si Yu felt both amused and distressed about his little wife who loved to worry.

*

In the room next door, Lian Qingyang carefully applied medicine to Jin Yan’s feet.

Fortunately, Yuan Yu and Ding Ling weren’t in the room, or else Jin Yan might have died of embarrassment. With her big, round eyes, Jin Yan looked at Lian Qingyang and asked, "How did you know my foot was injured?"

"Just guessed," Lian Qingyang winked. In reality, he’d once seen Yuan Yu asking Grandpa Miao for disinfectant, finding out her feet had blistered.

Though Yuan Yu was a doctor, she seldom walked such long distances, and her feet blistered. Not to mention delicate Jin Yan—even though Ding Ling had carried her part way, Jin Yan’s feet surely blistered too.

Lian Qingyang carefully applied medicine to her wound, saying, "Next time, don’t just foolishly come over. Look, your feet ended up like this?"

"Xiao Jun is your brother. Isn’t it normal for me to come over when I heard something happened to him?" Jin Yan retorted, not expecting her feet would blister.

"Actually..." Lian Qingyang suddenly spoke.

Jin Yan tilted her head, looking at him earnestly applying disinfectant to her blisters, thinking he looked very handsome.

"Actually what?" Jin Yan asked as he went silent, urging him to continue.

"You came because of me, right?" Lian Qingyang lifted his head and said word by word.