Chapter 176 - 176 169 The End of Yan Cong Changling Breaks Up with

Chapter 176: 169: The End of Yan Cong, Changling Breaks Up with Xie Shang (Second Update) Chapter 176: 169: The End of Yan Cong, Changling Breaks Up with Xie Shang (Second Update) He had been waiting in the house where Wen Changling grew up, waiting and waiting, through the dark night until the dawn broke, but he did not wait for Wen Changling to return.

Three hours earlier.

“My name is Wen Changling.” Wen Changling asked Qin Qi, “Are you my father?”

“I don’t know either.”

At this moment, Wen Changling’s phone rang; it was a call from Yan Boyong. There could only be one reason Yan Boyong would call her.

“Grandpa Yan.”

“Changling,” Yan Boyong said, “Yan Cong is waiting for you.”

Wen Changling immediately headed down the mountain.

Qin Qi called out to her, “Miss Wen.”

She stopped and looked back.

“May I know your current address?”

“Lotus Pond Street, number five hundred and thirty-two.”

Farewell, Mr. Qin.

Wen Changling descended the mountain.

*****

Wen Changling booked the next available flight back to the capital. By the time she arrived at Dihong Hospital, it was almost eleven o’clock.

Yan Cong was in the ICU, with the attending physician and Jhiang Youyou both present, but there was nothing more they could do for Yan Cong. That Yan Cong had managed to hold on until now was an extreme rarity.

After changing into sterile clothing, Wen Changling went in and sat down.

“Yan Cong.”

Yan Cong slowly opened his eyes.

Wen Changling felt she had been too greedy, just because she had said she was not ready, she had let Yan Cong suffer for so long. The once vibrant and handsome young man was now almost unrecognizable, tormented by illness.

His fingers twitched slightly, “Changling.”

“Mm,” Wen Changling took his hand, “I’m here.”

“I’ve spoken with my uncle; if you want to go to the Qin Family, go find him.”

“Mm.”

“If you encounter something you can’t handle, go to my grandfather, he will help you.”

“Mm.”

He was imparting his last words, and because of the tubes in his nose, each word was a struggle.

I haven’t had many blessings, but I’m very glad to

far too short,

a child, never got to properly see the world. Diagnosed with pancreatic cancer at seventeen, he gave up sports after surgery, never making it to the Olympics. He lived the life

was his nineteen

his only fortune was meeting Wen Changling, someone who would prepare sugar for him when he took his

know you think of

“Big sister.”

on calling him Ah Na, would he briefly play

“I am Yan Cong.”

other hand on the back of the chair, gripping it tightly. In her palm was a piece of broken plastic, a spoon from the airplane meal that she had snapped. She didn’t know how she brought it off the plane; the plastic cut through the

You don’t know.

“Changling, I really…”

I really like you.

couldn’t bring himself to say those words, as it would only

promised Wen

soulless puppet, speechless,

felt his

it was time

have something to tell

seemed

to Jhiang Youyou, who then approached,

senses, stood up, gave Yan Cong

his white

Grandpa

Cong’s gaze

very slowly, with difficulty articulating, “you promised me, I can’t

will take you now, I’ll take you

*****

watched as Yan Cong

was going home. He lay there quietly with his eyes closed, and then the car door shut, and he disappeared from Wen Changling’s line

remembered her first meeting with

It was a pity that his fate was not good, as he had pancreatic cancer. The colleagues also said that the ice hockey youth came from a wealthy family, had a bad temper, refused to take his medication, and liked

that he rolled around in bed and threw

“Little brother.”

covered Yan Cong’s head. “Not taking

lost.” Who are you calling little

piece of candy and

Cong lifted the

a hard candy was stuffed into

faint smile in Wen Changling’s eyes, but it was obstructed by her glasses. “Sweet, isn’t

Very sweet.

a sweet tooth since

name is

the guts of the heavens. If he wanted, he could get her fired

his

“Yan Cong.”

crunched the candy in his mouth and said indistinctly, “My

Changling called him,

was impatient. “My name is

first time they met, Wen Changling called

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