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Lingling always joked that she knew Orm's schedule better than Orm did.
Lingling always joked that she knew Orm's schedule better than Orm did. "Medicine." "I already took it." Lingling raised an eyebrow. "When?" "...Five minutes ago." She held out her hand. "The pill." With an exaggerated sigh, Orm pulled the untouched tablet from her pocket. "I was about to." "Mhm." "You don't believe me?" "I've been your girlfriend for six years." Smiling, Lingling handed her a bottle of water. "I know exactly when you're lying." Orm laughed and finally swallowed the pill. "There." "Happy?" "Very." Because to Lingling, every pill Orm took meant one more day she got to keep her. — Orm had lived with a congenital heart disease since she was a child. Despite successfully managing their family's business, her condition had slowly worsened over the years. She was already on the transplant waiting list. No one knew when the call would come. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe months from now. Maybe never. That uncertainty terrified Lingling more than anyone. As a doctor, she understood exactly how serious Orm's condition was. As Orm's girlfriend... She refused to lose hope. — Every morning followed the same routine. "Breakfast first." "I have a meeting." "So?" "I'll eat there." "No." Lingling crossed her arms. "You'll eat here." Orm pouted. "You're bossy." "I'm keeping you alive." "...Fine." "And finish your juice." "...You're impossible." "And yet, you still love me." Orm smiled. "I do." A month before their anniversary... Lingling made a decision. She was going to propose. One night, while Orm slept peacefully beside her, Lingling gently lifted her left hand. "So tiny..." she whispered with a smile. Using a strip of paper, she carefully measured Orm's ring finger before putting everything back exactly as it was. Orm shifted in her sleep. Lingling instantly shut her eyes. A few long seconds passed. Nothing. She slowly peeked. Orm was still asleep. Lingling let out the breath she'd been holding. "...That was close." The next morning, she stopped by a jewelry store. "I'd like an engagement ring." The jeweler smiled. "Someone special?" "The most special." After looking through countless designs, Lingling finally found one. Simple. Elegant. It reminded her of Orm. "We'll have it ready next week." Lingling couldn't stop smiling. "I'll pick it up myself." — Over the next several days... She secretly practiced. In the shower. While driving. Even while making coffee. "...Orm..." She stopped. "No." "Too formal." She tried again. "I know six years isn't enough..." Another sigh. "No..." She laughed at herself. "I save lives for a living..." "But asking one girl to marry me is somehow scarier." — Finally... The ring was ready. It happened to be Lingling's day off. She woke up early, made breakfast, and watched Orm finish every bite. "Medicine." Orm rolled her eyes playfully. "I knew you were going to say that." "Good." After making sure everything was in order, Lingling drove Orm to the office. Before getting out of the car, Orm leaned over and kissed her. "What was that for?" "Nothing." Orm smiled. "I just love you." Lingling smiled back. "I love you too." "If you're free tonight..." "Hm?" "Dinner?" Lingling grinned. "I'll make sure I am." "See you later, baby." — Lingling picked up the ring. She admired it one last time before carefully placing it inside her bag. Her heart raced. Tonight. Tonight she was finally going to ask. Her phone rang. Mom-in-Law ❤️ She answered immediately. "Hello, Mom?" "Ling—" The voice on the other end was wrong. Too thin. Too careful. "It's Orm. She fainted at the office. They're bringing her to the hospital. Her heart—" A breath that didn't hold steady. "The doctor said it's time. She needs the transplant. Now." Lingling was already walking to her car. "I'm on my way," she said. She ended the call and sped toward the hospital. "Hold on..." she whispered. "Please hold on." -⬇️ Continuation’s in the comments section ⬇️ - ——— #lingorm #fypシ゚ #fyppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp #au #wlw

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