Noble Marriage
Chapter 652: How Can One Bear to Grow Old

Chapter 652: Chapter 652: How Can One Bear to Grow Old

Lin Xinlan staggered two steps backward, her face void of any color.

"You mean to say... I’m really going to die like that?" she asked, trembling.

It was too horrifying, she’d rather be shot dead than to age rapidly and die with the light of life snuffed out.

By the time she was close to death, she must look terrifying.

Qiao Yiyang, is this what you wanted?

To have Rong Shaoze disdain me as I age instantaneously, thinking that I would fall for you and give up on him?

No, it won’t happen, no matter how Rong Shaoze treats me, I will not fall for you.

Not in this life, nor the next, never ever...

At this moment, Lin Xinlan really hated Qiao Yiyang, wishing she had never known him at all.

"Don’t worry," Tao Hua comforted her. "Let’s do a check-up first to see if it is that situation. Don’t give up hope until the very last moment."

Lin Xinlan nodded unconsciously: "I know... I won’t give up on myself easily..."

Tao Hua took her blood and ran tests on it.

The results showed that there was indeed an unidentified virus in her body, but he didn’t know what it was at the moment.

He asked Lin Xinlan to go home and wait for the results, promising that he would rush the tests even if it meant not eating or sleeping.

Lin Xinlan thanked him and left.

Walking on the street, the early winter sun shone on her, but she felt no warmth.

Seeing an elderly person with white hair stagger past her, her eyes dimmed with gloom.

Soon, she would look just like that person.

She wasn’t afraid of aging, but she had not even lived a third of her life; how could she bear to grow old so soon?

She wanted to be with Rong Shaoze every day, to spend decades of long years with him.

She wanted to watch her child grow up little by little, and then see him start a family and have children of his own.

She wanted to slowly go through decades of time before she was willing to grow old.

Not when her happiness had just arrived, when her child was still a four-year-old boy, and then suddenly age rapidly.

Such a blow, she could not bear, nor could she adapt to.

All she wanted was to live a simple life; was that really so difficult?

Lin Xinlan found a bench on the roadside and sat down, closing her eyes wearily, filled with panic, devoid of strength and hope.

She was only twenty-five, in the prime of her life; was she really approaching the end of her life?

Lin Xinlan’s heart ached painfully, even breathing hurt.

"Mommy, that auntie is crying," a little girl pointed at Lin Xinlan, saying worriedly with a furrowed brow.

The girl’s mother spoke softly, "The auntie isn’t crying; she just got sand in her eyes, that’s why she’s tearing up."

"Oh, then blowing on it will make it better," the little girl said, nodding innocently.

Lin Xinlan opened her eyes, and the little girl with her mother had already walked away.

If her sorrow could be blown away so easily, how simple that would be.

The cellphone in her pocket suddenly rang.

It was Rong Shaoze calling.

At this time, Lin Xinlan least wanted to see him, and yet, he was also the person she most wanted to see.

"Rong Shaoze..."

She softly called his name; those three syllables acted like a spell, bringing her happiness but also heartache.

The ringing stopped, then started up again for the second time.

She didn’t answer the call, the person on the other end must be anxious.

Indeed, as soon as she picked up, he asked with concern, "Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"