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Chapter 235

That evening, Gu Jinhuai carried Momo back to the master bedroom. I hesitated for a few seconds, then carried Nuannuan and followed him in.

I watched him gaze at Momo lying in the crib with a loving expression. At that moment, he was gentle and tender, his movements soft and careful, as if afraid of hurting his baby.

He kept his eyes closed the whole time, and although he hadn't opened them yet, his bad temper was just like Gu Jinhuai's.

Noticing my gaze, the man composed himself and slowly shifted his gaze to me: "I have something to do, you guys go to sleep first."

Gu Jinhuai didn't dare to look me in the eye for too long. He looked away and strode out of the bedroom.

I watched his departing figure and slowly closed the door.

Just as I closed the door, Gu Jinhuai, who was walking outside, turned around and looked back, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt.

During this time, he kept having dreams in which he acted like an animal, speaking coldly and harshly to Zhou Nanzhi. He clearly liked her, but his words were like poison, saying so many hurtful things to her.

It's understandable that she hates herself; it's what he owes her.

He didn't pay much attention to those dreams at first, since they were just dreams. But the feelings became clear and real after he woke up, and even his heart ached, as if those things had really happened.

This led Gu Jinhuai to believe that he had suffered from amnesia before, and he has been looking for a therapist in the past few days, trying to remember through his dreams.

In the evening, after I put my child to sleep, I would sit down at the small table next to me and start studying.

Kyoto University has many rules, especially for medical students. As graduation approaches, the professors seem to impart all their knowledge to their students, and there are two exams a month.

I calculated that there will be a total of eight exams before graduation, averaging one exam every two weeks.

Frustrated, I scratched my head, and perhaps I scratched too hard, because a hair suddenly fell out.

I looked at the hair in my hand and was startled.

My gaze fell on the two children who were sleeping soundly, and I murmured, "Having children really does have an impact."

But I'm willing.

There's still a week until the exam. The teachers always send out notifications in the group chat before each exam. I saw that Teacher Zuo posted the knowledge content that needs to be studied for this exam in the group chat.

After I saved it, I saw a classmate with a Peppa Pig profile picture ask, "Is Ms. Wang still teaching us this year? I heard she was sick last year, and I haven't heard from her since."

I glanced at the group members and noticed that Teacher Wang's profile picture had been changed to gray.

My heart clenched with pain. I didn't know what to do. I had to tell everyone this cruel truth. All along, I had only felt that it was a nightmare, and Teacher Wang was still with us.

Soon, Teacher Wang, whose profile picture was gray, sent a message in the group.

Hello everyone, I am Wang Yuyan's older brother. Your teacher, Ms. Wang, was diagnosed with a terminal illness and unfortunately passed away around the Lunar New Year. Thank you for your concern. She is no longer here, but before she left, she asked me to tell you that you will always be her most beloved students. Your teacher did not ask for your wealth or fame, but only wished for your peace, health, and happiness every day.

The most ordinary words are filled with Wang Yuyan's most sincere blessings to each and every student.

After a few seconds of silence in the group, several classmates urgently sent voice messages, their voices trembling with tears.

[How could that be? Teacher Wang is such a good teacher, how could she have a terminal illness? She's such a wonderful teacher, why didn't she tell us?]

"Yes, my dad's an expert in this field. Maybe, just maybe, there's still a chance..."

Why? How could it have turned out like this? I still remember when I couldn't solve a problem, Mr. Wang stayed late to patiently teach me. Waaah...

For a moment, a somber atmosphere filled the group chat, and my eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

When Gu Jinhuai left me at Peking University, I was a transfer student who joined midway through the semester, so I wasn't familiar with many of my classmates. In addition, I was quiet and reserved, so I was quickly isolated.

It was Teacher Wang who touched my heart with the gentlest words. Whether it was on the test paper or in my mind, she would put aside all her work to answer my questions.

"why?"

I also want to ask why such a good person had such a tragic ending. She traveled alone and finally returned to her hometown, where she met the person she had wanted to see most for decades.

I don't understand whether she's satisfied or regretful.

[Everyone, please live well and love yourselves. Your teacher, Mr. Wang, will watch over you from heaven. I will not delete this account; consider it a final comfort.]

After Wang Zhiyao finished speaking, the group fell silent again.

Finally, Teacher Zuo stepped in, offered a few words of comfort, but then turned his anger towards me.

I heard that Zhou Nanzhi visited Wang Yuyan after she was hospitalized; she must know what happened.

Instantly, the group chat exploded again, with everyone asking about Teacher Wang's condition at that time. Some even lost their temper and questioned me about why I didn't tell them about it so they could visit the teacher, instead of going alone.

Some malicious people even speculated that I did this on purpose so that they wouldn't see Teacher Wang one last time.

I watched as those words gradually became sharper, even turning into insults.

The group chat gradually spiraled out of control. Teacher Zuo never expected that her unintentional remark would turn out like this. Just as she was about to say something, I sent a message.

I did find out immediately, but Ms. Wang didn't want everyone to know; she just wanted to leave quietly. In the time that followed, she went to many places.

As soon as I finished speaking, Wang Zhiyao sent another video.

[You've all misunderstood Zhou. This was Yu Yan's own decision. This video was recorded for you before she passed away.]

Wang Zhiyao never expected that just by looking at a video, these people would start attacking Zhou Nanzhi.

The moment the video was posted, I clicked on it. She was sitting in the yard, and I glanced at it; it was in the village.

In the video, Wang Yuyan looked noticeably more haggard than when she was in the hospital, but she still had a gentle smile on her face, a smile that seemed to have an infectious effect.

[Dear students, by the time you see this video, I will already be gone. I'm so sorry that I've kept this from you until now.]

Time flies! You're all graduating soon. It's a real shame I can't attend your graduation ceremony. But my children, you're about to graduate and step into society. Your new life is just beginning, and we can't let Teacher Wang's situation hold you back.

Teacher Wang has one last lesson to teach you: life is hard, and it's even harder when you have a terminal illness, but every day you must be like the sun, facing the light and passionately pursuing what you love.

[The teacher doesn't want to wait for death to approach in the hospital. During this countdown to my life, I just want to live life to the fullest, escape those rules and regulations, and truly live like Wang Yuyan. You all have your own lives to live; I'm just a passing scene in your lives.]

[I should get off here, but you are all still young and have a long road ahead of you. Students, set sail and forge your own paths, my children...]

Suddenly, Wang Yuyan's voice choked up, and the video went black. Wang Zhiyao's urgent voice called out, "Yuyan."

The voice was filled with a mix of emotions: urgency, anger, regret, and above all, helplessness.