King's School Coffee with Sugar

Dongfang Zhizun stood upright and looked at Yan's increasingly painful expression, his already livid face became even more ugly, and looked at Ning Guan'er: "Yan, why did you say don't hit me?".

Ning Guan'er cried silently, listening to Yan's dream language: "I don't know, Yanyan never told me."

After listening to what Ning Guan'er said, Dongfang Zun bent down, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Yan's face...

Ning Guan'er looked at Dongfang Zun, "Yanyan, Zun is someone you can entrust your whole life to" and suddenly remembered: "By the way, I heard from my aunt that Yanyan was adopted for a year when he was 5 years old, and there is only one year left." Then she was sent back to the orphanage. Since then, Yanyan hasn't said anything for more than two years, and she has completely closed herself off. Could it have something to do with the person who adopted her?".

Dongfang Supreme frowned, clenched his hands into fists, and clucked 'If it's... miserable', he looked at Dr. Liu: "When will I wake up?".

Dr. Liu was cautious: "If there is no accident, I will wake up tomorrow."

Silence... Silence... Ning Guan'er and Doctor Liu quietly exited the room...

It's getting dark, and the sky full of stars indicates that tomorrow will be a good day.

'Dang, Dang, Dang' the butler gently knocked on the door panel, respectfully: "Master, it's time for you to have dinner."

The Dongfang Supreme was sitting by the bed, waved his hand to the housekeeper, and signaled that he would stop eating and go out.

The butler turned and left, shaking his head helplessly, he had watched the young master grow up, and he had never seen the young master take care of anyone so nervously before...

The Dongfang Supreme held Yan's hair lightly with his hand, and carefully pinned the broken hair in front of Yan's face behind his ears. Looking at Yan's still pale face and slightly swollen eyes from crying, he felt distressed, and held Shangyan's hand , with a smile of reminiscence on Jun’s face, he said softly: “Hehe… Maybe you won’t believe it, but I fell in love with an 9-year-old girl when I was 8 years old. With two ponytails and a fat body. I always like to wear a white skirt, although the white skirt has turned yellow due to wearing it for a long time. The first time I met her was because she was bullied by her friends. I don't know why, but I, who never meddle in other people's business, became abnormal. Because she fought with some of my little friends, and because of her, it was the first time I tasted the feeling of being beaten, and it was because she made me I told myself to become stronger, to be able to protect her, and not to let her be bullied by anyone...all the people I sent to investigate told me that she was dead." She reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Yan's eyes.

Dongfang Zhizun looked at the tears constantly flowing from the corners of Yan's eyes, and unknowingly there was a little 'fog' in his eyes: "At the age of 19, I came to China again in order to find the little girl from back then, and studied in the Emperor's Class A. But I found a girl named Yan, her stubbornness, her strength, her smile, and her kindness always attracted me invisible. It made me question what kind of emotion I have for the little girl? I questioned myself in my heart, did I fall in love with her?... It turned out that God had already arranged it somewhere. I finally found the little girl from back then, Zi Ling, and I could finally give my heart an answer. That was Zi Ling when I was a child. Ling, the grown-up rock is the same person, and I fell in love with the same person."

Yan's closed eyes moved slightly, and the meaning of tears was no longer fear or sadness, but happiness and emotion...

The Oriental Sovereign pleaded: "Yan, don't cry, okay?" He lowered his head slightly and kissed Shangyan's slender hand.

A few minutes later, Yan seemed to hear the words of the Oriental Supreme, and the tears stopped...