Father Song took a good look at Xu Jiamu - He was dressed smartly and was a das.h.i.+ng young man . Maybe because Song Xiangsi told him that Xu Jiamu owned a big company, Father Song started to feel conscious about his own humble lifestyle . His daughter wasn't compatible so he felt pressured and nervous . He glanced at Xu Jiamu's sincere smile, and only when Song Xiangsi carried a chair over towards him did Father Song snap out of his daze . Hurriedly, he nodded, pointing to the chair .  "Sit, sit . "

Xu Jiamu could sense Father Song's unease . After sitting down, he continued the conversation .  "Uncle, how are you feeling?"

Father Song replied hurriedly, "It's good, good . "

Xu Jiamu glanced at Song Xiangsi, who stood by his side . Recalling the words she had said before they entered the room, he reached out to grab her hands . Song Xiangsi stilled .

He then said, "Uncle, the doctor mentioned that as long as you keep a positive mentality, you will be able to live a long life, me and . . . "

Xu Jiamu paused, remembering Song Xiangsi's nickname, then continued, "Sisi have made plans . We're going to have a wedding in October and we still hope that you'll be there to witness the ceremony . "

Even though Song Xiangsi had told him that, the moment the words came out of his mouth, she still couldn't help feeling as though it was a dream .

No one knew how many times in the past eight years she had dreamed of him marrying her .

But the dream would always shatter . Even in her sleep, she didn't dare to marry him .

Father Song was pleased by his words . He knew that he would never be able to live till then, but he continued to beam, repeating, "Yes, yes . "

Xu Jiamu never let go of Song Xiangsi's hand .  "Uncle, I'm really sorry that I haven't visited you after being with Sisi for such a long time . "

"It's okay, no worries, I heard from Sisi that you're very busy . . . " Father Song hurriedly shook his head .

Xu Jiamu's actions was better than Song Xiangsi had expected, he spoke to her father respectfully . Father Song was clearly satisfied, a bright smile on his face . Towards the end, he beamed at her .  "Sisi, now that I've seen your boyfriend, I can die without regrets . "

Song Xiangsi curved her lips into a faint smile, while Xu Jiamu continued, "Uncle, what are you saying, I would rather get the best medical team to treat you . "

Father Song smiled, but instead of replying Xu Jiamu, he looked towards Song Xiangsi .  "Sisi, have you booked the tickets?"

"No, I'll do it now," Song Xiangsi replied, reaching for her phone .  

"What tickets?" Xu Jiamu asked .

"We're planning on going back home," Father Song explained .

"When?" he asked again

"Right now . "

Xu Jiamu frowned, glancing at Song Xiangsi who was looking at air fares . He reached out and grabbed her phone before reaching for his own to make a call .  "Book three tickets for me . . . I'll send the identification number and location to you in a moment . . . "

After hanging up, he returned the phone back to Song Xiangsi .  "Write down your and your father's identification numbers . "

Father Song took a good look at Xu Jiamu - He was dressed smartly and was a das.h.i.+ng young man . Maybe because Song Xiangsi told him that Xu Jiamu owned a big company, Father Song started to feel conscious about his own humble lifestyle . His daughter wasn't compatible so he felt pressured and nervous . He glanced at Xu Jiamu's sincere smile, and only when Song Xiangsi carried a chair over towards him did Father Song snap out of his daze . Hurriedly, he nodded, pointing to the chair .  "Sit, sit . " . . .

Xu Jiamu could sense Father Song's unease . After sitting down, he continued the conversation .  "Uncle, how are you feeling?" .

Father Song replied hurriedly, "It's good, good . " .

Xu Jiamu glanced at Song Xiangsi, who stood by his side . Recalling the words she had said before they entered the room, he reached out to grab her hands . Song Xiangsi stilled

He then said, "Uncle, the doctor mentioned that as long as you keep a positive mentality, you will be able to live a long life, me and . " .

Xu Jiamu paused, remembering Song Xiangsi's nickname, then continued, "Sisi have made plans . We're going to have a wedding in October and we still hope that you'll be there to witness the ceremony . " . . .

Even though Song Xiangsi had told him that, the moment the words came out of his mouth, she still couldn't help feeling as though it was a dream

No one knew how many times in the past eight years she had dreamed of him marrying her

But the dream would always shatter . Even in her sleep, she didn't dare to marry him

Father Song was pleased by his words . He knew that he would never be able to live till then, but he continued to beam, repeating, "Yes, yes . " .

Xu Jiamu never let go of Song Xiangsi's hand .  "Uncle, I'm really sorry that I haven't visited you after being with Sisi for such a long time . " . . .

"It's okay, no worries, I heard from Sisi that you're very busy . " Father Song hurriedly shook his head

Xu Jiamu's actions was better than Song Xiangsi had expected, he spoke to her father respectfully . Father Song was clearly satisfied, a bright smile on his face . Towards the end, he beamed at her .  "Sisi, now that I've seen your boyfriend, I can die without regrets . " .

Song Xiangsi curved her lips into a faint smile, while Xu Jiamu continued, "Uncle, what are you saying, I would rather get the best medical team to treat you . " .

Father Song smiled, but instead of replying Xu Jiamu, he looked towards Song Xiangsi .  "Sisi, have you booked the tickets?" .

"No, I'll do it now," Song Xiangsi replied, reaching for her phone .   .

"What tickets?" Xu Jiamu asked

"We're planning on going back home," Father Song explained

"When?" he asked again .

"Right now . " .

Xu Jiamu frowned, glancing at Song Xiangsi who was looking at air fares . He reached out and grabbed her phone before reaching for his own to make a call .  "Book three tickets for me . I'll send the identification number and location to you in a moment . " .

After hanging up, he returned the phone back to Song Xiangsi .  "Write down your and your father's identification numbers . "