Chapter 990 - Huo Mian's a Crybaby (4)

Translator: Noodletown Translated  Editor: Noodletown Translated

After three seconds of silence, Huo Mian slowly said, “Su Yu, if I die, please forget me.”

“What?” Su Yu felt like he had been hit by lightning and couldn’t move his body.

If he heard right, Huo Mian had just asked him to forget her if she died.

“You didn’t mishear anything, that’s what I said.”

“Why would you say depressing stuff out of the blue… I thought that you had a real request, this doesn’t count. Take the bullet back and think about it. I’m telling you that I have a lot of valuable things in my mansion, pearls from the Qing Dynasty, blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, a copper sword from the Warring States period, a jade pendant from the Western Zhou Dynasty. I have everything… anything is better than this.”

Su Yu thought Huo Mian was joking, so he wanted to give the bullet back.

However, Huo Mian didn’t take it from him. Instead, she looked at Su Yu with a serious expression. “Are you a man of your word?”

“Of course.”

“Then you have to keep your promise.”

“I…” Su Yu couldn’t speak.

“You said that you would fulfill any wish I have within your capability.”

“But this wish… isn’t something I can do,” Su Yu looked at her and answered with immeasurable sadness in his voice.

To him, it was too difficult and cruel to forget Huo Mian.

“You have to do it…” Huo Mian stared into his eyes.

The two were in a stalemate for a while.

Su Yu tilted his head up and controlled his emotions…

Then, he packed up the bullet shell and softly said, “Okay, I promise you.”

Huo Mian smiled…

“But I don’t think you’ll die. If you die, I’ll go to hell, find Hades, and beat him up. After that, I’ll drag you back to the mortal realm. That’s all, rest well. Bye.”

Before Huo Mian could reply, Su Yu turned to leave without staying for another minute.

Of course, that suited Su Yu’s style. It was very much like him to threaten to beat up Hades…

After Su Yu left, Huo Mian changed out of her hospital gown and into casual clothes. She wore a white jacket and white boots.

“Dr. Huo, you’re leaving?” the nurse who was delivering the dinner asked.

She was beyond surprised to see Huo Mian leave…

“Mmm, I miss my mom.”

“But you’re still not in good shape, you can’t move around too much…”

“It’s okay, I am not driving anyways. I’m calling a cab and will be back in three hours. Don’t worry about me.”

“But…” The nurse still seemed conflicted.

“Don’t worry… oh, and don’t tell anyone that I left. If someone asks, say that I went to sleep. Thanks,” Huo Mian said as she turned around to leave…

The nurse didn’t think too much because she knew that Huo Mian was a reliable person.

Huo Mian did call a cab home.

When she got home, Yang Meirong was just about to make dinner…

“Mom, I’m home.”

“Huh? Aren’t you supposed to be traveling?” Yang Meirong was quite surprised.

“Ah… I came back early because I got bored.”

“Right, I don’t understand traveling. It’s tiring and the same, wherever you go.” Yang Meirong was really happy to see her daughter come home.

“Mom, did you eat yet?”

“No, I’m just about to cook. What do you want to eat? I’ll make some for you.”

“No, I’ll cook today.” After she spoke, Huo Mian took off her jacket, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen.

“What are you going to make for me, I thought you only know how to make messes.”

Though Yang Meirong nagged her, she was quite happy…

“I’ll make you dumplings, do you have meat?”

“Mhm.”

Then, Yang Meirong got Huo Mian some dumpling fillings from the fridge.

“It’s ready-made.”

“Great, you can just leave it here. Go rest, I have everything under control.”

“What’s wrong with you, kid? You’re acting strange today.” Yang Meirong sensed that something was wrong and looked at Huo Mian strangely.

“No… I am perfectly fine, I just want to make dumplings for you… You’ve been cooking for me all these years, haha, I wanted to give back to you. I want to prove to you that you didn’t raise me up for nothing.”

After speaking, Huo Mian quirkily kissed Yang Meirong’s cheek.

“Gosh, what’s wrong with this kid?”

Yang Meirong muttered as she walked out of the kitchen…

She didn’t see that the moment she walked out, Huo Mian’s tears poured down like waterfalls.

“Mom… Thanks for nurturing me for twenty-four years,” looking at Yang Meirong’s silhouette, she softly said.