In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,Resisting the pain in her heart, Li Youwei gently patted Zhou Yang's back, helping him catch his breath, while tremblingly saying, "Don't cry... I... I agree to a divorce with you...",Whether it was the other female educated youths from the 知青 point, or girls and young wives from surrounding villages, they all adored him.。