[69 Book Bar-www.] "Liao'er..."

Cai Qin screamed, covering her face and sobbing, "Your dad may not be able to survive... Come and see him, your dad has something to tell you."

An Shaoliu snorted softly, "The wolf is coming again? Is Shui Zhiruo by your side? Give her the phone."

"Li'er...how can I let her see your father..."

Tsai Qin cried so sadly that An Shaoli couldn't listen anymore and just said, "Mom, my only woman and child are gone, and you are an accomplice."

Then he quickly hung up the phone.

He looked at Lian Yuqing in his arms, who was sleeping soundly, with a faint halo of water on his face, which was indescribably beautiful.

He also closed his eyes and rested for a while. He had been dealing with too many things recently and was a little tired.

Arriving at the hospital soon, he held her in his arms without waking her up and took Yuene directly to Bai Luo's office.

Bai Luo had already prepared nurse clothes for Lian Yuqing.

An Shaoliu glanced at Bai Luo and said, "I'm sorry, but thank you too."

Bai Luo knew what he was talking about, "It doesn't matter. When have you ever been so polite to me?"

"Yes, we grew up in the same courtyard. I heard that you went on a blind date?"

An Shaoqian asked casually, took the duck down blanket from Bai Luo's hand and covered Lian Yuqing's body. He looked at her curled eyelashes, as beautiful as butterfly wings, reflecting a beautiful arc on her face, and her face looked like a spring breeze.

's smile.

Seeing Bai Luo feel a little sad, Bai Yi had never treated her so tenderly before, and said lightly, "Yes."

An Shaoliu looked back at Bai Luo, "Do you have any that you like?"

A faint smile appeared on Bai Luo's face, "I introduced one to my family. I think it's pretty good. I'm quite popular. Let's try it first."

An Shaoliu was a little surprised. It was rare to see her smile like this. It seemed like it was true this time.

"congratulations."

"Thanks."

Bai Luo glanced at An Shaoliu, "I'm afraid Uncle An won't be able to survive this time. All the experts and doctors in the hospital have been there in the past few days and have been issued critical illness notices. You go and see him for the last time!"

"

An Shaoqian's seductive eyes suddenly turned gloomy and cold, and he looked out the window with an extremely deep gloom. There was a smile on his lips, but it was wrapped in a chill.

Bai Luo could no longer see the man in front of him clearly.

"Take care of her for me and let her pass after she wakes up."

An Shaoliang touched Yu En's head and said, "Protect your sister here and wait for me to come back."

He was worried, so he assigned two of his most capable assistants and went directly to the chief's ward on the ninth floor.

The air in the ward was a bit oppressive, so oppressive that it felt breathless, as if the sky was falling.

As soon as An Shaolin entered, the stagnant air suddenly became still.

Cai Qin wanted to call out, but stopped there. In the end, she just wiped her tears and looked at her husband beside the bed. She couldn't cry anymore. The delicate makeup on her face had faded, showing a bit of old age and fatigue.

, just like an ordinary older woman.

An Shaoliu glanced at her and said nothing.

An Yuchuan struggled to stand up and coughed twice so hard that the oxygen mask almost fell off. An Shaolin helped him support him.

An Yuchuan glanced at An Shaoyu and An Shaoling, "You...you guys go out..."

He glanced at Cai Qin again, "You...you also...go...out..."

An Shaoliang looked at An Yuchuan motionless, his eyes reddish. No matter how much he hated him before, he still felt sad at this moment.

He thought An Yuchuan would always be so strong.

An Yuchuan stretched out his hand, and the drips on the back of his hand squeezed together under his struggle, and drops of blood oozed out.

An Shaoliang walked over and said, "You'd better lie down."

An Yuchuan still insisted on holding An Shaoli's arm, "Li'er, yes...yes...Dad, I'm sorry for you..."

He suddenly became agitated, turned pale, coughed heavily, and could not speak a word.

"If you can't move, don't talk."

An Shaoli's tone has always been cold, which has become the way they get along with each other in the past three years.

An Yuchuan hunched over, coughed for a long time, and gradually calmed down, "After I go, I will... take good care of your mother, no... don't blame her, I... I already know... know, she... she just wants to

I’ll leave you with...a queen, little...Xiao Zhi...Ruo, three...three years ago, Zhi...Zhi...Ruo’s child...the child...is...is..."

An Yuchuan grabbed An Shaoliu's arm tightly, his fingers suddenly tightened, his eyes widened, and he died before he finished speaking.

An Shaoliang closed his eyes, his Adam's apple squirmed for a long time, then he reached out and touched his eyes, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

Suddenly called "Dad!"

It's a pity that An Yuchuan can no longer hear him, because of what happened back then, he hasn't called him dad in front of him for three years.

I left with this regret before I died.

An Shaolin arranged An Yuchuan's body neatly, covered him with a quilt, turned around and walked out the door.

He looked at An Shaoyu and An Shaoling. What did his father's unfinished sentence mean?

What happened three years ago?

"Dad is gone."

His voice was very quiet, quiet and deep.

"Tamachuan, I was stupid, I was the one who killed him..."

Cai Qin cried out and softened. An Shaoling quickly supported Cai Qin and carried her into the bedroom next to her.

An Shaoyu said nothing, his face was full of sadness.

The funeral was scheduled for three days later.

That night, An Shaolin sorted out a set of military uniforms in An Yuchuan's room, which he had worn before. Unexpectedly, his father carefully preserved the green military uniforms. An Shaolin worked in them for a long time.

When he was flipping through the relics, a photo suddenly fell out of An Yuchuan's favorite book, Sun Tzu's Art of War. It was a photo of An Yuchuan and his comrades when he was young. The three of them were famous buddies in the army at the time, and one is now Ji.

One of the mayors was already dead. An Shaoliang didn't think much about it. He took the book back and put his military uniform and books among the relics. These were the most precious things that his father was angry about. Take them with you when you go.

He packed up a wooden box and carried it out.

"Mom, I'm going back."

An Shaolin went back to Bai Yi's place. It was still dark at that time. When An Shaolin arrived, Lian Yuqing was sleeping soundly.

He looked at her, stayed close to her, hugged her tightly, buried his head in her neck, and closed his eyes, feeling exhausted.

No matter how much he hated in the past, the kind of family ties that are connected by flesh and blood can still not be cut off. A good person suddenly died like this. He thought that his father's life was as strong as his own. He was fighting against the sky, but human power was always too weak.

Lian Yuqing suddenly woke up, turned to look at An Shaolin, and exclaimed, "What's wrong?"
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