Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1 Rebirth

Mo Siyu, if there is an afterlife, I would like to marry you.

Not for glory or riches, but just to be by your side, so you won't be alone anymore.

On the hospital bed, Tang Yue was tortured by her illness to the point of being unrecognizable. Before she took her last breath, her greatest regret was marrying Wu Xinming just after graduating from high school, which ultimately led to the tragedy of her life.

If there is an afterlife, she didn't want to be so foolish; she only wanted to live for herself.

...

'Drip... Drip...'

The cold medical device emitted a shrill sound, and the undulating lines on the heart monitor gradually turned into a flat line.

"The patient's heartbeat has stopped."

The nurse's voice rang out in a panic, and the sweat on the doctor's forehead also began to emerge rapidly.

It was supposed to be a simple appendicitis surgery, but for some unknown reason, the girl's heart had suddenly stopped. The surgery had been going smoothly, and he calmed his flustered mind, saying, "Prepare for resuscitation immediately."

Ten minutes later, after having performed resuscitation for a long time without any hope, the girl miraculously came back to life.

Then, there was another flurry of activity.

Outside the operating room, Zhang Hualian had been anxiously peering towards the door. Apart from the deep blue curtains, she couldn't see anything else. She wrung her hands nervously and said, "Why hasn't she come out yet!"

The surgery had already taken more than an hour longer than scheduled.

"Hualian, don't worry, everything will definitely be okay," Tang Zhengde comforted her from the side.

It was not until Tang Yue was pushed back into the ward and the doctors said it was all right that Zhang Hualian's anxiety slowly dissipated.

Tang Yue groggily opened her eyes, with the white room and the scent of disinfectant coming into view. She thought she was not dead yet and stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering why the heavens were torturing her like this.

She had slaved away for the Wu Family and ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

When she fell ill and could no longer earn money, being of no further use, she was kicked out. If it weren't for Mo Siyu, she would have lost her last shred of dignity.

But how did she not die?

"Xiao Yue, you're awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Zhang Hualian brought in some tea and saw Tang Yue staring at the ceiling, surrounded by a very despairing mood. Her unfamiliar expression made Zhang Hualian feel very uneasy and worried.

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Mom?

It must be a hallucination again.

"Xiao Yue, don't scare Mom," Zhang Hualian said, putting down the thermos and urgently grasping Tang Yue's hand.

Tang Yue felt the strength from the hand, shifted her gaze, and saw the worried face of Zhang Hualian. She blinked, and before she could react, Zhang Hualian disappeared.

Indeed, it was a hallucination.

Tears welled up in the corners of Tang Yue's eyes as she said with guilt and self-reproach, "Mom, I failed you, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have died."

The more Tang Yue thought about it, the harder she cried.

Zhang Hualian called the doctor over and saw her like this, becoming even more anxious. She said, "Doctor, there won't be anything wrong with my Xiao Yue, right?"

After another examination by the doctor, Tang Yue was completely bewildered. When she heard the doctor mention appendicitis surgery and postoperative instructions, Tang Yue, who had been immersed in her own sorrow, felt a thunderclap in her mind as if she had realized something.

"Mom, the mirror, mom, I need a mirror." Tang Yue anxiously shouted, struggling to sit up.

Zhang Hualian, afraid that she would touch the surgical wound, hurriedly said, "Don't move while sitting, this is a hospital, there are no mirrors here."

Tang Yue looked at the very much alive Zhang Hualian, couldn't help herself... and pinched her wrist.

"Ouch, you naughty girl, what are you doing!" Zhang Hualian glared at her angrily.

Tang Yue looked sheepish and quickly apologized, saying, "Mom, I'm sorry, I just... just..."

She blushed and failed to explain herself properly.

"Alright, I know you didn't do it on purpose, but you really have a strong grip," Zhang Hualian murmured.

Tang Yue lay in bed, but involuntarily grinned; after getting the doctor's permission, she drank half a bowl of rice porridge, and having slept a lot in the afternoon, she wasn't sleepy at all that night.

Especially after Tang Yue personally confirmed the date, she believed that all of this was not a dream.

She had died, but now she was alive again, on an operating table thirty years in the past!

It wasn't 2016 now, but the summer of 1986, the year she had just been admitted into a key high school in the county when she suffered from appendicitis.

Suddenly, Tang Yue remembered, she was sixteen that year, stayed in the hospital for a few days, and almost missed her education due to financial troubles.

Night deepened, and although Tang Yue listened to her mother Zhang Hualian, she did not feel the slightest bit sleepy, closing her eyes while her mind stayed excited.

"Xiao Yue fell asleep?" Tang Zhengde's hushed voice sounded.

Lying on her side, pretending to be asleep, Tang Yue's body stiffened; in her past life, she didn't remember her stepfather Tang Zhengde ever visiting her in the hospital. She only remembered that while she was hospitalized, Tang Zhengde didn't show up for a day!

Because of this, she had been unfriendly towards Tang Zhengde, feeling that he did not care about her life or death.

"Just fell asleep for a bit, Zhengde, the hospital's surgery fee..." Zhang Hualian looked worriedly at Tang Zhengde, somewhat at a loss for words. It was a major surgery that used up all the family's savings, and it still wasn't enough.

"Hualian, don't worry, I have already borrowed the money. Here's US$ 50, I'll work at the brick factory for a few days tomorrow, I can earn a bit more," Tang Zhengde handed over the hard-borrowed US$ 50.

"Zhengde, thank you," Zhang Hualian said, choking up and unable to speak, clutching the US$ 50 as if it were a precious weight.

My real father couldn't even do as much as Tang Zhengde, let alone Tang Zhengde who wasn't Xiao Yue's biological father, yet for Tang Yue, he walked dozens of miles; without asking, one would know Tang Zhengde's experience borrowing money definitely wasn't pleasant.

In those days, US$ 50 was enough for a family's living expenses for several months.

"Are you hungry? I've saved some food for you tonight." Zhang Hualian handed over the packed leftovers, saying, "I've eaten some, there's still over half a bowl of porridge left."

"Okay," Tang Zhengde didn't bother heating it, started eating what he was holding.

Tang Yue quietly opened her eyes, shocked in her heart. In her past life, she always thought that Tang Zhengde was all talk and neglected her when she was sick; even when Zhang Hualian spoke highly of him, Tang Yue didn't believe it.

But now, it seemed that she was wrong in the past.

At night, Tang Yue developed a fever in her daze, with Zhang Hualian not leaving her side, caring and worrying for her, making Tang Yue feel that she was a fool in her past life.

How could she believe in her great-aunt's words and think that her mom and Tang Zhengde didn't care about her at all?

At dawn, Tang Yue heard Tang Zhengde mumble about going out to work, and even after falling asleep at night, he rushed to the hospital to visit her.

"Xiao Yue, does it hurt?" Zhang Hualian asked with concern, watching Tang Yue walking on the ground.

"It's okay." Tang Yue lifted her head and showed a sweet smile; she had endured the torment of illness before, this little pain didn't bother her at all. Following the doctor's advice, she exercised her limbs, recovering her body. She said, "Mom, I'm almost completely recovered, let's be discharged from the hospital today."