CH 40

At the last moment before she died, Song Chen watched the moon reveal its original face.

She heard her own strange heartbeat. Her heart was beating so fast, and it was getting faster and faster, like big and dense raindrops, hitting the drum heavily.

There was ringing in her ears, but amidst the busy tone, she suddenly heard gasps from her chest.

The breathing sound of a person or a “ghost”.

Although Song Chen was hit by Mu Cang, she was frightened to death.

A ghost lives… In her heart…

Song Chen has congenital heart disease, but it is not hereditary. Her parents are both in good health.

But her mother got rubella while she was pregnant. Rubella is only an acute respiratory infectious disease, which is not difficult to cure, but the virus can infect the fetus, causing congenital fetal malformations.

This is how Song Chen’s heart disease came about.

The doctor diagnosed that the fetus had congenital deformities, but Song Chen’s mother, Zhou Lan, still decided to give birth to her.

Zhou Lan was no longer young. She is a beautiful female pianist. Before the age of thirty-five, she has been adhering to celibacy. She believes that she saw the essence of marriage clearly, she hated restraint and yearned for freedom.

She never thought that one day she would get married and have children, so eager to have a child of her own.

Zhou Lan seemed to be a different person. Her health was very poor, and she finally became pregnant with Song Chen. In order to protect her pregnancy, she gave up the career she loved and lay in bed for half a year.

She got injections and stared at a white ceiling every time she woke up, looking forward to Song Chen’s arrival.

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When the doctor suggested that the child should be aborted, she hugged her slightly protruding belly, and after less than a minute of contemplation, she made up her mind to give birth to Song Chen.

Because he is an acquaintance, the doctor repeatedly advised her. Zhou Lan took out an ultrasound picture from her bag, her expression tender and gentle: “I saw her, how could I give up on her?”

“It’s not a problem that can’t be solved with money, I want this child.”

Zhou Lan went out after she finished speaking.

The doctor looked away with difficulty and heaved a long sigh.

Song Chen spent most of her life in the hospital.

It took Zhou Lan less than a minute to make a decision, but she spent half her life telling herself not to regret her decision.

Little Song Chen saw her mother secretly shed tears behind her back countless times.

Later, her heart was overwhelmed and she had to undergo a heart transplant.

It’s not that there are no heart donors, but the HLA matching between her and possible donors were extremely unsatisfactory. The matching degree is not high, and the immune rejection after the operation may kill her.

Her body was overwhelmed.

Song Chen thought she might as well give it a try, but Zhou Lan was hesitating. She can bear her daughter’s decline day by day, lying weak and dull on the hospital bed, at least she is alive, but, she cannot accept any accident because of the operation.

Song Chen looked at Zhou Lan and her eyes became crazy little by little, until one day when she fell asleep, she heard Zhou Lan holding her hand and whispering softly: “Chen Chen, why should we limit our thinking to the hearts of brain-dead patients? Any person can perform HLA matching with you, I will definitely find the most perfect heart, just wait, soon…”

She said, shedding hot tears.

Any person? Hearing this for the first time, Song Chen shuddered in fright.

She forced herself to be calm and tried her best not to tremble. She didn’t want Zhou Lan to find out. After Zhou Lan left, she opened her eyes, staring at the pale ceiling, smelling the faint smell of disinfectant, there was fear in her eyes, but more than that was…hope.

Zhou Lan became busier and busier, and the ward became more and more empty. Song Chen ate and slept peacefully, acquiescing to everything happening quietly, until one day, the sound of her parents arguing came from outside the ward.

The man Zhou Lan fell in love with so passionately and was willing to marry and have children for, clamored for a divorce.

“Do you have other women outside?! During the time I took care of our child, you had many little beasts with wild women!”

“Why didn’t you say you didn’t want ChenChen?! My daughter only has me! Get out!” Song Chen heard her mother yell in tears.

Then she heard her father say in a weary tone, “Why don’t you believe it? I’ve only had you, only had one child. I’m just tired, Zhou Lan you are crazy.”

“Zhou Lan, I advise you to stop it, Song Chen managed to live to this day, this is enough. She shouldn’t have been born and suffered this painfully, we were wrong..”

“We are atoning for the choices we made back then? What did we do wrong?”

Song Chen heard his father sigh. Her dad said she shouldn’t have come into this world.

But she wants to live, she wants to live sincerely and passionately like her name, her mother clearly said that she would give herself an ivory tower, but all she has is a dull and dreary hospital.

Her dad is a person who does not believe in destiny. He started from scratch and has come to this day with a rush of momentum. In the end, he believed in Buddhism silently, took his hair to practice, fasted, wore cassocks from time to time, and knocked wooden fish in Buddhist temples.

Zhou Lan just sneered, “impossible.”

Song Chen suddenly pushed the door open and walked out with a creak, which alerted the two of them, Zhou Lan was so flustered.

Song Chen walked up to Zhou Lan under his father’s expectant eyes and said calmly: “I think the same as my mother. I want to live. You can’t deprive me of the right to live. If my life is at the cost of someone else’s death, then let them die.”

Her tone was indifferent, but her heart was throbbing, she was finally forced to make a decision. Her dad looked at her with a weird and almost desperate look: “You don’t deserve to be called that name, you are not my daughter.”

“Who cares?” Song Chen sneered, watching her dad leave.

On the day of the operation, her father was wearing cassocks and knelt from the front door of the Buddhist temple to the back door. He kowtowed vigorously, his forehead was red and swollen, and the ground was stained with blood.

A life is passing, and a life is being born.

The one who died was a beautiful girl of the same age.

Then, she came to the world of horror.

That ghost lived in her heart, sucked her nourishment, plundered her life, and watched her walk towards inescapable death with cold eyes.

Perhaps from the moment the decision was made, everything was doomed.