The billionaire dad is the president

Every day is like a robot, and most of the time is spent in the ward.The rest of the time was all for Ah Xuan.

Or go out to buy flowers, or go out to buy fruit.

Even though Ah Xuan will not wake up, he is doing all these tirelessly, as if Ah Xuan can eat as well as see.

No one knew what was going on in his heart, his eyes, which were darkened by emotion, were dead silent, perhaps, only when he looked at Ah Xuan, would he be warmed up.

The weather in August has turned slightly cooler, and it has already begun to have the taste of autumn.

The withered and yellow leaves outside the ward are lingering on the branches, but when the breeze blows, no matter how much you linger, it is doomed to fall to the ground with the wind and fall into the dust.

In the bright ward, there was a low voice, telling childish fairy tales.

The voice is low and emotionless, as if that person's voice is like this, even if he tells a beautiful story, it can't warm the loneliness in that voice.

The sunlight from the window shone on the face of the person on the bed.Under the slender eyelashes, a beautiful shadow like a butterfly's wing was cast. On that pale face like paper, the eyebrows were dark and picturesque, but also fragile and distressing.

An oxygen mask covered her mouth and nose, and there were many tubes of nutrient solution inserted into her body.In just one month, Ah Xuan, who was not very round before, is now even thinner and his bones can be seen faintly under his clothes.

A fairy tale came to an end. The man beside the hospital bed fell from her cold hands and breathed out, as if by doing so, he could warm his hands.

"Ah Xuan, you covered me for five years, now I'm here to warm you, how long will it take you to become warm and return to me?" He murmured, as if talking to himself, with no expression on his face. There is no sadness in loss, and the eyes as dark as night are like an endless ocean, filled with boundless loneliness.However, he tried his best to smile, that face that was not good at smiling, after smiling every day for a month, the corners of his mouth had already formed laugh lines.

He worked hard and smiled happily: "I heard that Xiaoran lived well in the dark night. Donghuang's father accepted him as an apprentice. It is said that he is a hidden ability user just like his elder brother. As long as he is stimulated a little and given correct guidance , you can use the ability."

"You said, if we also have a child, will we also inherit your ability? In that case, we will also let him find a powerful teacher, so that we can protect us well when we are old in the future."

"Forget it, in fact, I think it's better to be a girl, who likes red skirts as much as you..."

As he spoke, a hot tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eye.He glanced away, knowing that the people on the bed would not see it, but subconsciously turned his face away, quietly wiped away his tears, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were slightly moist, but he still had a strong smile on his face: "You used to say that we There is always someone who dies in between, you see, there are still things you didn't expect. Now that I am still alive, don't sleep..."

"I miss you, Ah Xuan."

"I miss you……"

The light outside the window was still there, but the person wrapped in the light remained motionless, letting the golden sunlight soak up the warmth of the room.

Two hearts, but the same coldness...

An Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to push the door in, but was stopped by Mu Cheng.

He shook his head silently, and seemed to let out a light sigh, pulling him away.

Yange and Yeyan were still standing outside the door, carefully controlling their breath so that no one inside could find out.

They had never seen such a fragile Moqin.

I always thought that he would look good when he smiled, but when he really smiled, it was better not to smile.

That smile was indeed too lonely.

Neither of them spoke until they pushed Mu Cheng out of the hospital.

Neither of them was in a car. An Xiaoxiao pushed Mu Cheng and walked slowly along the sidewalk. The cars around her were like a tide, but her heart was peaceful.

It hurts a little calmly.

Seeing Mo Qin like that, Ah Xuan like that, recalling the ups and downs of the past so many years, everyone is bumping and turbulent in the ocean of life without any peace.

However, this ending is full of regret.

She asked Mu Cheng softly, "Will Mo Qin get sick?"

"What disease?"

"Psychopathy." She didn't shy away from it, and her heart was full of worry.

No one knew what Mo Qin was thinking when he shot and almost killed the woman he loved, was it remorse?Or blame yourself?She was very worried about people like Mo Qin walking into a dead end.

Mu Cheng held her hand on his shoulder, smiled slightly, and made the girls and women around him feel happy.He said: "Don't worry, Mo Qin is not as fragile as you think. Believe me, he will be fine."

The reason why he said this stems from what Mo Qin said to Ah Xuan in private when he left: If one day I am killed by Ah Xuan, don't help me avenge him.But if I kill her, I'll go with her.

Mu Cheng never doubted Mo Qin's words, and he was also glad that Ah Xuan was not dead.Even if the possibility of waking up is slim, at least Mo Qin and Ah Xuan are together after all.

Mo Qin in that ward, although his smile was heart-rending, he could tell that he was very happy.

Happiness does not want anyone to destroy it.

From the moment he shot Ah Xuan, Mu Cheng had already guessed this ending.

Mo Qin was still Mo Qin, but from that moment on, the former Mo Qin no longer existed, and there was only one Mo Qin that belonged entirely to Ah Xuan.

Mu Chengdao: "For so many years, Mo Qin has been very alone. I know that Ah Xuan has a plan to approach him, but every time I see his expression when facing Ah Xuan, I can't bear to destroy it. Mo Qin is cold and ruthless, but once this kind of person is emotional, he stands firm as a rock. I know he likes Ah Xuan, otherwise he would not tolerate a person he does not like to enter his life. Not for this person , making excuses for her over and over again, and not always expressing his position in front of me. As I said, I don’t really care if Ah Xuan will take action against me. What I care about is whether he will be happy or not. .”

"My little brother who is like a rock, it's rare for me to fall in love once. How could I destroy it?"

He looked up at the blue sky and smiled with relief: "Xiao Xiao, I am very happy. Really."

"Thank you for always being by my side."

Like him, An Xiaoxiao raised her head, looked at the sky and smiled happily, "Me too."

Thank you for never leaving, thank you for your unchanging love in life and death. When the prosperity is over, in fact, walking slowly on the boulevard is the happiness I want.

There is no need for ups and downs, as long as it is ordinary and quiet.

Thank you, Mucheng.

Thank you, An Xiaoxiao.

The two looked at each other and smiled, all the words turned pale, with one look, you understand and I understand.

The blue sky and the bright sunshine stretched the figures of the two people very long, gradually intertwined, and slowly walked towards the end of the boulevard.

Withered leaves flutter behind, happiness spreads in the air, the wind sounds like laughter...