Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1189: I’ll Go, I’ll Leave Right Now (Sixteenth Update)
Tang Jun, I won’t give up on you, and you mustn’t give up either.
Yuan Yu said word by word in her heart; she wanted to talk things out with Tang Jun before leaving.
Tang Yue sighed as she watched Yuan Yu’s departing figure: What a good girl you are, Xiao Jun, Xiao Jun. When your eyes recover, it’ll be much harder to win her back.
Tang Yue was anxious inside, but she had tried all methods. Tang Jun himself couldn’t figure it out, and as his sister, she felt powerless.
"Tang Jun, I have something to say to you."
Yuan Yu searched around and finally found Tang Jun chopping wood.
Tang Jun could only help with chopping wood.
Upon hearing Yuan Yu’s voice, Tang Jun paused for a moment before continuing to chop.
"Tang Jun, I’m talking to you."
Yuan Yu snatched the knife from Tang Jun’s hands and placed it aside.
Tang Jun, unable to see, didn’t dare to grab forcefully, afraid that the knife for chopping wood might inadvertently hurt Yuan Yu.
"Tang Jun, you’re a coward."
Yuan Yu stood in front of Tang Jun, questioning angrily. She looked at Tang Jun and said furiously, "So what if your eyes never recover?"
"There are so many people worldwide who can’t see. Does that mean they won’t get married or have children?"
"Yes, you were once the pride, whether during school days or later entering the company, your performance was always the best. You can’t accept the difference with your eyes; you can’t accept that you can’t return to the company, but..."
As Yuan Yu spoke, her eyes welled up, and her voice choked with emotion.
She looked down at him loftily, her hand trembling with emotion. She took a deep breath, gazing at the man she had pursued for three years.
From the first meeting, he was carved into her heart.
Throughout these years, even having been rejected by Tang Jun countless times, Yuan Yu had never thought of giving up because she believed Tang Jun had feelings for her, only trapped in his own knot.
In the yard, Yuan Yu and Tang Jun stood on different levels, one standing, one sitting.
The wind swept through Yuan Yu’s hair; she lowered her head, tears falling like pearls.
Tang Jun looked in Yuan Yu’s direction, his lips moving but unable to utter a word.
Yuan Yu’s words were right; he couldn’t accept the present him.
"In life, there are eight or nine out of ten things that don’t go as expected. By pushing away those who care about you and distancing yourself from those close to you due to a minor setback today, aren’t you hurting the heart of the ones closest to you, the ones who care most about you?"
Yuan Yu took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, forcing the tears back, and said, "Since you want me to leave, I’ll go. I’ll go right now, but..."
Yuan Yu paused, her eyes fixed on Tang Jun, "If I leave now, I won’t come back. Now, do you still want me to go?"
No.
Please, I don’t want you to go.
Tang Jun pursed his lips tightly, forming a straight line, biting his tongue, afraid that if he relaxed, the words to keep her would spill out.
The wind rustled through the leaves.
The lazy cat at home meowed softly.
Faintly, the barking of a dog could also be heard.
Silence, a deathly silence, Tang Jun remained silent.
For a long, long time, Yuan Yu felt as if she had lost all her strength, staggering back a step, almost losing her balance.
"I still lost."
Yuan Yu muttered to herself, taking steps backward while staring at Tang Jun’s seated figure, despair rising in her eyes. Her long-held belief, at this moment, completely shattered.
Like a towering building, collapsing instantly.
"Yuan Yu."
You didn’t lose, I did. I once thought I’d never fall for you, but the more I push you away, the closer my heart draws to you.
Tang Jun screamed in his heart, but his body seemed frozen.
Yuan Yu quickly turned around, her steps growing more determined.
Tang Jun suddenly stood up, feeling that if he didn’t call out to Yuan Yu now, he might lose her forever.
At this thought, Tang Jun’s heart twisted with pain.
Yuan Yu had already run away.
Tang Jun chased after her but tripped over a pile of wood, his tall body falling down, his hand pressing onto a split log, blood gushing out.
"Yuan Yu."
Oblivious, Tang Jun shouted loudly, but the spring weather, like a child’s face, suddenly turned from overcast to stormy, the wind howling.
"Yuan Yu."
Tang Jun shouted loudly, but Yuan Yu was no longer there.
Tang Jun got up from the ground and ran toward the yard gate. But in this yard, missing a direction, finding the gate was challenging.
Tang Jun fumbled his way to the gate, but Yuan Yu was long gone.
He had hesitated for just a moment.
"Xiao Jun."
As Tang Yue came over, worried, she saw the disheveled Tang Jun, and with a great rainstorm imminent, she hastily pushed Tang Jun back, saying, "Xiao Jun, what happened? Your hand is injured?"
Tang Yue looked at the blood on Tang Jun’s hand, pulling him into the house.
"Sister, find Yuan Yu. I have something to say to her." Tang Jun said agitatedly as he pulled Tang Yue to go out.
"It’s too late." Tang Yue held onto Tang Jun, saying, "Yuan Yu has already left on a helicopter."
"She left with Xu Qinglang." Tang Yue added.
Seeing Tang Jun’s pale face, she wanted to ask how their conversation went. But from his expression, she already knew the discussion had fallen apart.
As for what they talked about, Tang Yue thought, Tang Jun must be regretting.
"Xiao Jun, we need to stop the bleeding and disinfect your hand quickly." Tang Yue went to find Grandpa Miao. Seeing Tang Jun’s injured hand, Grandpa Miao comforted him, thinking Tang Jun was upset because of his unresolved eye condition.
He said, "Xiao Jun, there’s no rush with your eyes. You need to be careful, the wood at home is enough, there’s no need to be in a rush to chop it."
"If the injury gets any deeper, your hand could be useless." Grandpa Miao said, pained as he looked at Tang Jun’s hand, disinfecting and bandaging it.
Tang Yue stood silently at the side, knowing how Tang Jun’s hand got injured, even though she didn’t see it happen.
After Grandpa Miao left.
"Xiao Jun, shall I help you win her back?" Tang Yue suggested.
"No need."
Tang Jun took a deep breath. The strong desire to chase after her slowly faded. He shook his head, "Sister, don’t go after her. Letting her down is also good; it was meant to be."
This was what he had thought all along.
Tang Jun lowered his head, sitting there dazed like a puppet on strings.
"You’ll regret it." Tang Yue looked at his bandaged hand, saying, "Why not come back to Jing City with me? You don’t need to give acupuncture anymore. Staying in the village isn’t a solution."
