Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

"Thank you for your kindness," Tang Yue declined.

Lian He had never courted anyone with such caution and care. Rejected by Tang Yue time and again, his heart was deeply saddened.

Tang Yue closed her eyes to rest. The train was crowded and noisy, and with Xiang Yazhi by her side, Lian He did not continue to speak, instead he began to reflect on his trip to Wangjiang County.

Lian He felt some regret in his heart. If he had looked for Hualian earlier, would he have known about Tang Yue's existence sooner?

Would that have made Tang Yue closer to him?

His and Hualian's daughter.

Lian He's gaze remained on Tang Yue's face, tracing her features. Her bright almond eyes reminded him of Zhang Hualian, as if they were carved from the same mold. Her youthful and rosy-cheeked face with a clear and smooth forehead, several strands of black hair scattered softly across it, adding a touch of gentleness to her face.

Tang Yue, with her eyes closed and resting, appeared tranquil and possessed an indescribable beauty, making it impossible for one to shift their gaze away.

Suddenly, Bai Qing stood up. She wore a very large coat today. With an outstretched arm, she blocked the view of many people, and even when lowered, it still shielded the sight from quite a few others.

Had it not been for the last-minute ticket purchase, without berth options, she would definitely have chosen a sleeping berth.

After a simple dinner on the train, Bai Qing gave up her seat at night so Tang Yue could sleep.

"Bai Qing, what about you?" Tang Yue asked.

Bai Qing pointed to the seat next to her and said, "I will rest over there. Your cheap dad has bought several seats."

"Okay then." Tang Yue, not one to be dainty, fit snugly on the seat. Although it was not as comfortable as her bed at home, it was still better than sitting.

"Dahe, our Qingqing has been abroad for so long, and we haven't heard from her for a while. When we get to Jing City, let's give her a call," Xiang Yazhi said, trying to divert attention from Tang Yue and Lian He's guilty face by bringing up Lian Qingqing.

At the same time, she was also telling Tang Yue that not only did she have a son, Lian Qingyang, but also a daughter, Lian Qingqing.

"It's been two months since I last saw her; I don't know if Qingqing is getting on well abroad by herself. She and Qingyang have always been twins, and they've never been apart for so long."

"The last I heard, Qingqing was going to participate in a concert, said to be quite a significant event. Dahe, do you think our Qingqing will become a pianist in the future?"

Xiang Yazhi was profusely praising her own daughter, Lian Qingqing.

Xiang Yazhi went on with her lavish praise without noticing that Lian He's face was becoming increasingly grim.

Every word she uttered added to Lian He's guilt towards Tang Yue.

Lian Qingqing had been living a princess-like life since she was young, but what about Tang Yue in the Tang Family?

Lian He took a deep breath. He had specifically asked someone to inquire about Tang Yue's situation. Though the Tang Family was not destitute, Tang Yue had lived a quite humble life as a child. Even after graduating from junior high school, Tang Yue fell seriously ill. Without Tang Zhengde borrowing money everywhere, it was uncertain whether Tang Yue could have survived.

On this matter, Lian He was very grateful to Tang Zhengde. Tang Zhengde's kindness to Tang Yue was well known in the entire village, and seeing how close Tang Yue was to Tang Zhengde, it was evident that he genuinely loved his daughter.

Seeing Xiang Yazhi continue to speak, Lian He interrupted, "Can you say less?"

Xiang Yazhi looked at Lian He with resentment. She had planned to list all the awards Lian Qingqing had won from childhood, wanting Tang Yue to understand that even if she was a provincial top-scorer, she was still nothing compared to the accomplished Lian Qingqing.

Lian He closed his eyes, too lazy to look at Xiang Yazhi, thinking about how he could help Tang Yue.

Offering money, they wouldn't accept, offering gifts, they wouldn't either.

Lian He pondered deeply in his heart for a long time before deciding to invest in Wangjiang County. That way, if anything happened in Wangjiang County, he could be the first to know. Also, he wanted to open the largest clothing store in Sea City, selling clothes from Tang Yue's little uncle's clothing factory.

He found out that those clothes were made by his own daughter.

Firstly, he could help to sell clothes, and secondly, he could get a look at the clothes his daughter had designed.

Lian He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly remembered that he was on the train now.

No, once he arrived in Jing City, the first thing to do was to finalize this matter and also buy a few houses in Wangjiang County. Even if Tang Yue didn't want them, it would be good to have them in her name.

*

Jing City, the Meng Family.

When Meng Yanzhi arrived home, he was immediately scolded furiously by Old Master Meng, and then forced to call the other family without a chance to explain himself.

Then, Meng Yanzhi was put under house arrest.

In the dark and empty room, there was nothing at all.

Meng Yanzhi leaned against the cold wall, wondering if Grandpa was very disappointed in him this time?

Ha.

Meng Yanzhi laughed at himself mockingly. He had always lived a superior life in the Meng Family since childhood, and he had never failed to get what he wanted. To him, women were merely embellishments, but when he met Tang Yue, that kind of spiritual collision was something he had never experienced before.

Tang Yue's rejection, her indifference to him, each time made his desire to possess her grow stronger.

Now, even he was not clear whether it was because he liked her or because Tang Yue was the first woman to reject him.

Tang Yue, Xiao Yue, even if he failed this time, as long as she wasn't married, he might still have a chance.

Meng Yanzhi lowered his head, a trace of sadness flickering in his eyes. The look of disappointment from Grandpa Meng made him a bit panic-stricken. His mind began to race, thinking that if Grandpa met Tang Yue, he would definitely like her; it's just that her engagement to Mo Siyu...

Meng Yanzhi clenched his fist tightly, placing his last hope on Liu Ying.

*

Motorcade infirmary.

Mo Siyu lay in bed, holding a book and reading.

"Brother Mo, it's so late, you're still not sleeping?" Li Wei yawned as he entered; he had just taken a shower and was extremely tired.

"You go to sleep first." Mo Siyu said without looking up, the book in his hands like an ocean of knowledge to him.

Li Wei shook his head. These past few days, whenever Brother Mo had free time, he would immerse himself in books. During the few days of hospitalization, he had finished reading one book already. Yesterday it was Yan Dong, the day before it was Zhao Xiangqian, they all said Brother Mo slept very late at night.

Li Wei fell asleep in a daze on the small bed beside him. Between sleep and wakefulness, he noticed the light from the bedside lamp; under the light, Brother Mo held a photo, his face showing a tenderness they had never seen before.

A bold thought arose in Li Wei's mind. He asked, "Brother Mo, you couldn't be losing sleep because you're thinking about your little sister-in-law, could you?"