My Private Past with My Two Older Sisters (Chapter 37, Finale, Part 1)

My mind went blank. I turned around and saw Li Meiting standing not far behind me. She was wearing a flight attendant uniform, holding a phone in one hand and a suitcase in the other.

I opened my mouth, but couldn't utter a word. Li Meiting glared at me resentfully, tears streaming down her face. Then she wiped her tears, grabbed her suitcase, and ran towards the exit of the departure hall.

I called out "Tingting," picked up Bao'er, and chased after her.

That day, I couldn't catch up with Li Meiting, so I had to take Bao'er to his grandparents first. When I got home, thankfully Li Meiting was there, but she was already crying her eyes out. I had never seen her so heartbroken before; it really scared me.

She hysterically cried out to me, "I love you so much, I've loved you since we were little, and this is how you treat me? How could you do this to me?"

I could only silently and tightly hug her, letting her cry in my arms. At that moment, I felt like I wanted to die. Everything I did was wrong; everything I did would hurt a woman who loved me.

After Li Meiting calmed down, she asked me whose child it was. I had no choice but to tell her the truth.

She looked at me with her heartbreakingly beautiful face, covered in tears, and asked, "Have you slept with her these past few days?"

Now, I didn't want to hide anything from her, so I nodded and remained silent. She nodded too, tears streaming down her face again, and stared at me once more. "So, were you with her that early morning too?"

She was referring to the early morning when Bao'er had a high fever and I took Su Ling and her child to the hospital, without picking her up. I nodded again and said, "But that day really was..."

She slapped me, tears streaming down her face, overwhelmed with grief, "You're so shameless! It was so late that day, and it was raining so hard, you left me alone at the airport while you were having a tryst with that woman..."

She sobbed uncontrollably, burying her head and clutching her clothes tightly with her right hand, whimpering, "Shen Yuhao, what did I do wrong? Why are you doing this to me..."

She then broke down in tears, trembling uncontrollably. I was terrified by her appearance and reached out to touch her shoulders, but she shouted, "Don't touch me!"

I had no choice but to pull my hands back. I wanted to explain to her that I wasn't having a tryst with Su Ling that morning, but rather taking Bao'er to the hospital. But I knew that these words were meaningless to her, to what I had done.

After a long while, Li Meiting took off the engagement ring I had given her, held it up to my eyes, and sobbed in a voice so cold it made me tremble, "Shen Yuhao, we're over."

Then she slammed the ring down on the coffee table, picked up her suitcase, and walked out. I grabbed her and asked what she was doing.

"Making room for Su Ling and your son," she said coldly.

"This is your home, I won't let you leave," I pleaded, looking at her.

"Let go!" Her voice was as cold as her face.

I shook my head several times. Li Meiting stared at me intently, her eyes brimming with tears. "Do you want me to die right in front of you?"

I was truly terrified. I never expected that my usually obedient and gentle sister would be provoked like this. I reluctantly let go.

From that day on, Li Meiting moved into the Xiamen Airlines dormitory and blocked my phone number, WeChat, and QQ.

I wanted to go to the Xiamen Airlines dormitory to find her, but what could I say to her? Tell her that I had cut ties with Su Ling and would never see her again? I knew I couldn't say it, and I couldn't do it. What would be the point of me going to her?

Fortunately, Li Meiting hadn't told anyone in her family about our breakup, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to face her father, my godmother, and my parents.

She didn't tell her dearest older sister, Li Meini. Whenever I bullied her when we were little, and her sister wanted to punish me, she would always defend me and smooth things over for me.

But I confessed to Li Meini myself because I was worried about her and wanted her to comfort her. Li Meini

was furious. Li Meiting was seven years younger than her and had been raised by her since childhood. She immediately rushed over from Fuzhou to confront me, and slapped me the moment she saw me. She asked me what had happened between me and Su Ling. I told her everything.

Li Meini then realized that we had all wronged Su Ling back then. She asked me, "What are you really thinking about this? What are you going to do? You can't be two-timing, can you?"

I smiled bitterly, "I never thought of it that way. I was seeing Su Ling behind Tingting's back when it happened suddenly, and I had no choice."

Li Meini said, "But this can't be dragged on like this, otherwise it will hurt the two women who love you too much, especially Tingting."

She hesitated for a moment, "Yuhao, if you've thought it through, break up with Su Ling. I'll talk to Tingting. After all, she loves you so much, she's loved you since childhood. To her, you are her whole world."

I buried my face in my hands, clutching my hair, in unbearable pain, "I don't know, I really don't know. No matter what I choose, it's not the result I want to accept."

Li Meini stared at me blankly. She understood my feelings at this moment. On one side was my unforgettable old love and my son, on the other side was my childhood sweetheart and my new love, and the bonds between two close families. No matter what I chose, it would cause great harm to the one who lost.

"Sister, I'm so sad!" I said, sobbing.

Li Meini hugged me tightly, gently stroking my head, and choked out, "I understand, I understand... I won't pressure you anymore. One of them is my older sister, and the other is my younger sister. I can't bear to see you hurt either of them. But you still need to make a decision as soon as possible."

Three days after Li Meini came to see me, Su Ling called me and asked how Bao'er was. I said he was fine, at his grandparents' house, and I visited him almost every day.

Actually, Su Ling's parents already knew I was Bao'er's father. When Su Ling brought Bao'er to them, they wanted to know who the man who had this grandson with their daughter was. So Su Ling told them and asked them not to tell Bao'er for the time being, because she wasn't sure if she could still be with me.

On the day Su Ling and I reunited, when I met her father downstairs at her house, he already knew I was Bao'er's father. At that time, Su Ling wanted me to come to her house to meet her mother, but I, still unaware of the truth, politely declined.

I couldn't help but tell her about Li Meiting seeing us at the airport that day and her running away from home. Su Ling remained silent for a long time on the other end of the phone before saying, "Yuhao, it's time to make a decision. Have you thought it through?"

I was silent for a while as well, then said to her, "Sister, I've thought a lot these past few days. If fate insists that I wrong someone, it's Tingting. I want to be with you, with Bao'er. As for Tingting, I will kneel before her, Li's father, and godmother, not to beg for forgiveness, but to apologize."

After I shared the results of my painful contemplation, I felt a great weight lifted from my shoulders. I heard Su Ling sob briefly on the other end of the phone, then she said, "Yuhao, thank you, and thank you for your companionship with me and Bao'er these past few days. But please forget me from today onwards, and immediately go to Tingting, apologize to her, ask for her forgiveness, and tell her you will never see me again."

I was shocked; I hadn't expected my decision and my deep affection for her to elicit such a response.

"No, I don't agree," I said firmly.

She sighed, "Yuhao, the time you've spent with my sister and Bao'er has been enough for us. I can't hold you back any longer."

"No, no, I can't do it," I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes.

Her tone suddenly turned stern. "You have to do it, even if you can't. From today onwards, I will never see you again, and I will never contact you again."

She hung up the phone after saying that, and when I called back, her phone was off.

After that, Su Ling kept her word; I could no longer contact her, neither by phone nor WeChat.

Those days were devastating. I was torn between worrying about Su Ling in Shanghai and agonizing over Li Meiting. I never imagined that fate would make the final decision for me so soon.

That day, I was driving when I received a call from an unknown number in Shanghai. The caller said he was a lawyer and a friend of Su Ling. He told me devastating news: just yesterday, Su Ling had committed suicide at her residence, and a suicide note was found beside her body.

I couldn't believe my ears and immediately pulled over. Soon, the lawyer sent me a photo of the suicide note.

The note stated that Su Ling had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis more than three months prior. This is a terminal illness that primarily affects young and middle-aged women. Although the mortality rate is low, it is difficult to cure, and after onset, it leads to total paralysis and various functional impairments.

So she brought Bao'er to Xiamen to find me, intending to hand him over to me before quietly ending her life. When she learned of my relationship with Li Meiting, she changed her mind, refusing to let me acknowledge Bao'er, only wanting me to stay with her for a while.

Back in Shanghai, she did two things. First, before the trial even began, she proactively reached an out-of-court settlement, returning all the money the old man had given her to his widow and children, and having them sign a written agreement promising never to pursue the matter again.

Second, through a law firm, she divided her assets—from running a bar and investing with the old man's money—into three parts: one for her parents, one for Bao'er, and one for me.

Bao'er will continue to be cared for by her parents. She hopes that, considering our past love and that Bao'er is my son, if her parents are ever unable to care for Bao'er for any reason, I will raise him to adulthood. Furthermore, she gave up treatment because the disease was incurable, only temporarily suppressed. Once it flared up, the suffering would be unbearable, so she chose to die with dignity before the onset of symptoms.

She even asked me to go to Shanghai to handle her funeral arrangements and bring her ashes back to Xiamen. Finally, in her suicide note, she said she loved me very much and wished we could be husband and wife again in the next life.

I never imagined that seeing her off at the airport that day would be our final farewell; she was actually going to Shanghai to die. When I jokingly said that it was a farewell of life and death, she was actually saying goodbye to us, and I hadn't even realized it. Now, thinking back, what kind of grief did she feel when she said goodbye to us?

Only then did I understand why she kept pestering me to make love; she wanted to finish all the love we shared in this life during that time.

I sat blankly in the car for a long time before finally burying my head in the steering wheel, and a heart-wrenching wail erupted from my throat like a volcanic eruption.

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