Li Routing had a car accident and her son had waited for eight years.
Who didn't know when she would wake up?
If she continued to wait, wouldn't her son Shen Mijie's life be over?
She still wanted to hug her grandson.
How could she still have a grandson in this situation?
The more her mother Mi Jie thought about it, the more out of place she felt, so she just persuaded her son to divorce her.
Shen Mijie told her mother that it was impossible to divorce, but her mother did not give up.
Her son worked very hard and worked all the way.
From a small designer to a design director, the road between them was so difficult.
Her son did not tell her, but she saw it.
With his current accomplishments, his son could marry any woman, but he was obsessed with the plant man.
"Son, listen to mom, don't wait anymore.
You can wait.
You are still young, but mom and dad can't wait.
Maybe that day we will be together." Mijie's mother said bitterly.
She also knew her son's temper.
Shen Mijie understood his father and mother very well, but he couldn't betray Li Routing.
"Mom, don't say it, Rou Ting is suffering for me.
If she wasn't lying on the hospital bed now, she would be your son.
How can you let me give up on her?
How is that possible?" Shen Mian's heart ached for her son.
Shen Mijie knew that, but he didn't have a choice.
It was impossible to give up on Li Routing.
He was afraid that one day, when Mei Jie woke up, he would be sad when Li Routing wasn't by his side.
After putting down the phone, Shen Mijie sorted out his mood and went back to work.
In the second year, Shen Mijie had been the happiest year in the past few years, as well as the most declining year.
After graduating from college, Shen Mijie had nothing but full of passion.
However, at this time, he came across the most cherished woman in his life.
Li Routing appeared in Shen Mijie's life like a ray of sunshine.
The complicated work was not boring because of her, and life was gradually moving.
Li Routing's family had a large company, and she was the only successor.
To Shen Mijie, this was a barrier that was very difficult to break through.
He knew that he was not worthy of everything of her.
However, Li Routing did not care about everything and continued to be happy with him.
Shen Mijie swore to himself that he would use his own abilities to make this woman happy.
After two years of experience of knowing and love, it seemed that the two of them had long decided that the other person was the other half of their lives.
Regardless of the heavy messages from their families, they married to Mi Jie and Shen Mijie.
The two of them were not big, but they were very warm.
Although Routing was a daughter from a rich family, she was not delicate at all.
She did the laundry and cooking very well.
Shen Mijie sighed that he had married the most perfect wife in the world and was grateful for everything that God gave him.
During that period of time, it was also Shen Mijie's most cherished time.
Mijie did his best to give the family.
The small house could not compare with the villa ofMETER's parents, but she did not have any complaints.
In the face of Shen Mijie's guilt, she always said with a smile, "Dear, I believe that one day you will also live such a life, but isn't it good for us now?
You have me.
What else do you need?" That woman was so stupid.
Shen Mijie could not afford to follow him so wholeheartedly at that time.
Shen Mijie thought maybe this was the love between them.
How could he give up such a good woman?
How could he give up?
Unless he died, it was impossible in his life.
After working the whole day, Shen Mijie had no time to think about other things.
He went straight to Mijie's favorite restaurant and bought her favorite food.
Although she couldn't eat or see it, Shen Mijie thought that she would definitely feel it.
When she couldn't help but be hungry that day, she would wake up.
"Ziting, I'm here.
Is everything okay today?
I'm living a good life.
But when you don't wake up, your pretty husband is going to run away with others.
Someone wrote me a love letter." Shen Mijie put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and pretended to be very relaxed.
"Well, let's eat.
It's all your favorite food.
You can get up if you want to eat." Shen Mijie had been doing this for eight years, but Lucia Ting always did not give face and did not move.
Shen Mijie also slowly accepted that and began to learn to digest this bitterness.
Li Routing remembered that one time, Li Routing's finger moved and Shen Mijie hurriedly called the doctor over.
The doctor told him that it was just a natural reaction and did not give him too much hope.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
However, Shen Mijie did not sleep the entire night.
Shen Mijie's heart was tense.
There was an intuition that told him that his Rou Ting was about to wake up.
But just like the doctor had said, it was a natural reaction.
She had not opened her eyes for many years.
She slowly ate the food on the table, and her memory began to appear in front of Shen Mijie again.
Later, in the past few years, Routing's parents' attitude towards Shen Mijie improved a lot, and they had seen each other's hearts for a long time.
In fact, even if Shen Mijie and her daughter divorced, it was completely understandable.
However, he had taken care of her daughter without any complaint for eight years.
Even if she was cold-hearted, she would be hot-hearted.
Routing's father wanted Shen Mijie to work in his company, but Shen Mijie did not agree.
He said that it belonged to Routing.
He would protect her everything, not possession.
The two old men were moved by his persistence.
For eight consecutive years, they felt sorry for Shen Mijie and delayed his great years.
They always wanted to make up for something to him, but he didn't accept it.

He said that it was happy to protect Rou Ting.
He was satisfied to see her sleeping so peacefully every day.
Eight years was not a short time a person's life.
During these eight years, Shen Mijie traveled between companies and hospitals every day.
He rarely returned home.
It was not that he couldn't go back, but he didn't want to go back.
His family was full of happy memories of him and Mijie.
He was afraid that he couldn't stand the blow of reality.
Shen Mijie was no longer a young man in his 20s.
He was already 38 years old.
There was clearly the mark of age on his face.
And his Mijie really had no trace of aging at all.
Sometimes he laughed at himself, thinking that what if one day Rou Ting woke up and did not recognize him as her husband?
What if she disliked him because he was old and abandoned him?
It didn't matter as long as she could wake up.
Even if Routing really didn't want him to hate her, Shen Mijie would accept it.
Life was passing by Shen Mijie's hope little by little.
It was March again, and METER's birthday was coming soon.
What should be said?
It wasMETER's birthday and it was also Shen Mijie's last month.
This month's wife, a lively and sunshine person became a vegetable who couldn't see or hear anything and had no feelings.
He also blamed Shen Mijie for being unfair.
This was a great test for them.
They had just got married and their happy days had just begun.
Before they could develop, they were frozen.
Perhaps this feeling was too strong.
God thought that Shen Mijie was still not qualified to bear it, so he deliberately practiced for him.
But how long would he train for?
He was afraid that if he died, Mijie would not wake up.
Then what should he do?
Who would take care of her?
"You little girl, why are you so heartless?
Can't you see that I am working so hard to wait for you to wake up?
Can't you wake up and let me have a look?" Shen Mijie's tone sounded dissatisfied, but in fact, it was all for her ears.
As long as she woke up and waited for many years, it was worth it.
"Little girl, I'm getting old.
If you don't look at me, I'll be an old man." There seemed to be no response from the other side.
"How cruel you are!
Don't look at it, look at it or look at it." Shen Mijie smiled evilly.
"If you don't look at it, I'll look at someone else." Her eyes were fixed on his face, trying to capture any small movements, but she didn't make any movements.
You are really giving face to me, Routing.
"Mr.
Shen, are you eating here again?" It was the little nurse.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm afraid she wants to eat.
I used to ask for food from her, but I didn't buy much for her." "Really?
You're so kind to your wife.
If only I had such a good husband.
Take your time.
I'm going out." The nurse closed the door politely.
Watching the nurse go out, and then looking at her on the bed, he said, "Do you hear me?
How many people praise me?
If you don't wake up, I will be taken away." He said while packing up his rice bowl and preparing to wash it.
The moment Shen Mi opened the outstanding door, he did not notice thatMETER's hand clenched tightly.
After just a moment, everything returned to normal.
Three March 23rd, Shen Mijie was holding his chin in the office and thinking about what gift he would give to Routing.
She couldn't eat and didn't need to wear it.
What was the good gift?
It bothered him for a while, so he wrapped him up and gave it to Routing.
If she woke up, she would definitely say, "Too smelly, no, go back." Shen Mijie's heart began to hurt again.
If it hadn't been for Soft Tingting who chose to save him, if it hadn't been for Soft Tingting who didn't care about her name, what would she look like now?
At least she wouldn't lie still on the hospital bed.
Soft Tingting liked to move, and she would die if she didn't run for a day.
She had been lying there for eight years.
No one would have thought that it would be like this.
If one day she woke up, Shen Mijie would definitely run with her like crazy.
Even if he couldn't run, he would climb up with her and go crazy.
Shen Mijie didn't like the fragile himself and shed tears easily.
But he couldn't control himself and miss Routing.
In the past, he always asked her to be quiet.
Since the incident with her, he just wanted to punch himself.
It was because of his lack of content that he let her be like this.
She could get out of here when she was quiet.
As long as she was standing in front of him, she wouldn't fight back even if she bullied or hit him.
This was the greatest happiness that Shen Mijie could think of now.
The office's landline rang.
"Hello, the director has a lawyer downstairs looking for you.
He said that he had something to talk to you about." A lawyer?
Shen Mijie did not remember asking a lawyer to come in.
"Let him come in." When she put down the phone, she couldn't help recalling everything related to the lawyer.
She just couldn't remember when he had any contact with the lawyer.
"Deng deng deng." Someone knocked on them.
"Come in." Shen Mijie looked down at the documents on the table and said.