The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Chapter 890: 890 There is no regret medicine in the world1

It might be better to lead our own lives earlier on.

Her lips moved as she wanted to comfort her fourth brother with some words, but she ended up saying nothing at all.

“Wife…” Xiao Qinghe tried to call her his wife again but remembered she had long ago asked him to call her Qingyue, and considering that she was about to marry his third brother, he would no longer have the chance to call her wife. His heart ached as if it were being gouged out, “Qingyue, I’ve prepared breakfast… do you want to eat something?”

Su Qingyue knew how anguished her fourth brother was at the moment, yet he was still so concerned about her. She said, “Let’s eat together.”

He had originally lost all appetite, but thinking that the family would soon divide and that he might rarely have the chance to eat with her later, he nodded slightly.

Qingyue pushed the wheelchair he was sitting in towards the kitchen.

The morning sun hung in the sky, its rays warm and radiant, shining warmly upon the people.

Yet Xiao Qinghe couldn’t feel a shred of warmth. His heart felt as if it had plummeted into a cellar, reaching the pinnacle of his anguish in recent days.

He remembered that evening—his wife… Qingyue was pushing his wheelchair as well, admiring the sunset together.

Nowadays, would such opportunities no longer exist?

Sitting at the table.

The breakfast was still the same: one pot of porridge, a bowl of fried pork, and five boiled eggs.

Su Qingyue proactively served two bowls of porridge. She placed one in front of Xiao Qinghe on the table and handed him an egg.

She also held a porridge bowl herself, peeling the shell of the egg in her hand, and silently ate her meal.

Four eggs boiled; the fourth brother had prepared breakfast for the whole family.

He still hoped that the family would remain harmonious, didn’t he?

Seeing that he hadn’t moved his chopsticks, Su Qingyue asked, “Why aren’t you eating, fourth brother?”

“Oh, I will… I will just eat.” He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the food in his bowl.

Qingyue got up again to fetch two spoons, one for each, “It’s more convenient to drink porridge with a spoon.”

Moved by her thoughtfulness, Xiao Qinghe forced himself to seem calm and asked, “I heard from third brother just now that you… agreed to get married to him?”

“Yes.” She said, “Third brother said we’d get married once the family is divided.”

Xiao Qinghe felt that his third brother always clung to his wife. Deep down, he still held onto a sliver of hope, hoping that it was just his third brother shamelessly spouting nonsense, but he hadn’t expected that she would really agree to marry his third brother!

His heart felt as if it had been excruciatingly ripped out, causing his hand holding the spoon to quiver.

“Wife…” His voice was filled with agony as he started to speak.

Su Qingyue’s egg peeling came to a halt, “Call me Qingyue, or… third sister-in-law is fine, too.”

Pain that was hard to endure filled his gentle eyes, “If I insist on calling you wife, will you, like with second brother, stab me with a knife?” If she would, he’d rather she actually did so, to alleviate the pain and regret in his heart.

She shook her head, firmly stating, “I won’t. You are you, and second brother is second brother.”

His heart leaped with joy, “So, you mean… you’re still willing to give me a chance?”

Her gaze, which had been pointing downwards, looked directly at him, his face full of anticipation. She said emotionlessly, “Fourth brother, some things, once they happen, can’t be undone.”

His already pale face immediately turned as white as paper, “Qingyue, but I…”

“There is no regret medicine in the world.” Her voice was cold, “Fourth brother, it’s better if you leave me and Xiao Yuchuan with good memories.”

Bitterness filled his eyes.

Back when the Xiao Family was at its poorest, he gave her all of his private money to let her leave.

She did not leave.

In the town, when she came out of the Jin Residence, he asked her to leave, but she still did not leave.