Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 527 - 501: If One Day

Led by the salamander, everyone sang "Love Song 1980" together.

This was Liu Shuang’s favorite song during his lifetime. If the accident hadn’t happened, this song was originally intended to be a special gift for Lone Wolf and Hu Meijing at their wedding.

Upon hearing this familiar melody, Hu Meijing’s heart was overwhelmed with grief, realizing how everything has changed, and she was moved to tears.

The same melody appeared at two utterly extreme occasions, how can it not break one’s heart? Though vows exist, the divide of life and death stands between them. When there’s no illness left as an excuse and the emotions of hatred and hostility are unraveled by reality, what’s left for everyone present is the inextricable sadness in their hearts.

The rain came just at the right moment.

The fine silky rain masked the sorrow and tears on faces. All the memories of the departed were blended into the song. Who said they only knew strength and not tenderness? This piece of romance appearing at this moment was bittersweet.

Hu Meijing knelt on the ground, and the rain above her head suddenly stopped.

Looking up, she saw Qian in black holding a white little floral umbrella, shielding her from the rain. From below, Qian seemed like a protective shield, blocking the storm for her, appearing as the last hint of salvation in the oppressive environment.

"Mr Chen, what should I do... what have I been doing all these years..."

Hu Meijing covered her face, crying.

"Over the years, you’ve done what he hoped you would do, and you’ve done it well."

Hu Meijing, with tears in her eyes, looked up at Qian, who gently wiped away her tears.

"He hoped you could have a different life. His mother and his friends all wish the same. Listen to how nice this song is. Anything can be abandoned, but nothing can be forgotten. Girl, don’t cry, you’re still together..."

Qian recited the lyrics, looking at Hu Meijing with empathy. "When he fearlessly moved forward, his belief was to protect the peace of those he loved. He hoped to exchange himself for the well-being of thousands of families, but I believe he hoped even more for the happiness of those he loved. Living well is your greatest affirmation to him."

Even during the years when Hu Meijing lost this personality, her subconscious never stopped yearning for him. In fact, her secondary personality that emerged was shaped by Lone Wolf’s expectation of a gentle woman.

There are many ways to express love, and the most poignant is this one—where one strives to live despite the strength, because she knows what’s in his heart.

"I really don’t know how to find happiness, I don’t know..."

"You do know. Longtime affection always hurts the heart. The beauty of the past eventually leaves without turning back, but life always has to go on. Your heart has already made the choice for you. Meijing, come back, come back to me."

Qian threw down the umbrella and stood up straight. "Come, look into my eyes."

Hu Meijing, emptied by sadness, involuntarily looked at Qian. At this moment, her consciousness was highly focused. Qian extended her palms inwards, gently touching Hu Meijing’s temples, speaking softly: "Does your heart still hold any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No more." Hu Meijing shook her head, her mind feeling blank.

"Look into my eyes, don’t move. Your sadness and sorrow will rotate with my gaze. When I release my hands, you’ll follow me and fall forward."

Professor Liu was standing closest to Qian and was quite surprised by Qian’s actions.

Can she even do this?

"Come, return to my embrace." Qian released her hands, and Hu Meijing fell lightly forward to Qian, completely fainting.

Yu Minglang rushed over and asked Qian with confusion, "What did you use on her?"

This is stronger than a sedative; just stretching out your hand can make someone faint?

"Forward tilt hypnosis. Usually not this effective because she’s already in an unstable state. Her subconscious deliberately avoided sadness, so she cooperated with me. Take her back; I need to proceed with the final treatment."

"Who taught you this?" Professor Liu didn’t expect Qian to be so proficient in various hypnosis techniques and use them so aptly.

"You did."

"Did I write this in my notebook?"

"I bought the book you wrote on hypnosis."

Professor Liu was utterly confused. Had she published such a book before? Currently, she was only compiling one, which hadn’t even passed the second editing yet. How did she know?

Watching everyone take Hu Meijing to the car, Qian stood quietly in the rain, gazing at Lone Wolf’s gravestone.

"He should be able to rest in peace now."

"I don’t know if what I’m doing is right. Next, I will put her under hypnosis again to make her forget the primary personality in love with Lone Wolf and awaken her secondary personality. According to my judgment, her primary personality will completely disappear, and in the future, she will gradually integrate with her secondary personality. Over ten or twenty years, when she thinks of Lone Wolf again, he will not hold the same weight in her heart as he does now, and her focus will be on her current family."

Yu Minglang remained silent.

Qian looked at Lone Wolf’s gravestone; the man in the photo gazed at the world with serene eyes. She could not fathom the mind of someone who had already passed away, nor did she know if he would approve of her actions.

After today, Hu Meijing had no unfulfilled wishes in her heart. This part of Hu Meijing that belonged to Lone Wolf disappeared thoroughly—as if a pair of lovers were buried together in an alternative way.

"He hoped she would be happy. What you did was right," Yu Minglang said.

He understood Lone Wolf; Lone Wolf’s greatest hope when he was alive was for Hu Meijing to live happily. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have written in his will to give half of his insurance money to Hu Meijing. But Hu Meijing was not someone who could easily let go. If she remained in her primary personality, her remaining years would be spent in pain and memory.

So Qian’s method was the best choice for Hu Meijing and her current husband, and it followed Lone Wolf’s last wishes.

"Yes, the living will find happiness, but what about those who have passed away..." Qian looked at the tombstone but thought of her daughter.

With the same pain of losing a loved one, Hu Meijing could escape reality through alternating personalities, while she preferred to endure the piercing pain every time it came to mind.

If obsessive-compulsive disorder was the punishment for her failure as a mother, she willingly accepted it until the day she reunited with her daughter. She absolutely didn’t want to forget that she once had a sweet little angel.

This choice wasn’t decided by her consciousness. It came from the helplessness of her soul.

Hu Meijing ultimately chose to let her primary personality be buried with Lone Wolf on this rainy day. It was a form of love.

Qian punished herself with obsessive-compulsive disorder to remember her daughter. That was also a form of love.

Do not say which love is deeper, or which is more valuable. It can only be said that character determines fate.

"Xiaoqiang, if one day you have to choose between ’forgetting me’ and ’suffering,’ which would you choose?"

"I will choose neither."

"Hmm?" Qian looked at him.

Yu Minglang placed his hand on her face, gazing softly.

"I will let you choose. If you think my pain makes you happy, then I’ll endure the pain. If you think my forgetting you benefits you, I’ll pretend to forget. Whatever makes you happy is all that matters. If one day, I become like Lone Wolf—"

Qian placed her hand over his mouth, and he kissed her hand gently.

"I just wanted to say, if that day ever comes, you must live happily. To prevent this tragic ’if’ from happening, I will do my utmost to take care of myself. For me, you must also take care of yourself. We can live independently when apart, but sharing the journey of life may make it brighter during the endless years. If life offers us better options, why not strive for the best possible direction?"