he can fly

one hundred and six.

"Are you cold?" asked the duck,

"May I warm you up?"

No one had ever been so kind to him before.

-

In the past few days, Yan Tang went to the hospital to see Yan Dong once.

As the doctor said, Yan Dong has a high chance of becoming a vegetative state. After the three-day dangerous period, Yan Dong showed no sign of waking up.

Yan Tang put on the sterile suit and walked into the ward.

Yan Dong suffers from AIDS, which is quite special. Even if he is out of danger now, he still sleeps in the ICU ward.

The doctor also told Yan Tang that in Yan Dong's situation, he probably died slowly from organ failure.

When Yan Tang listened to the doctor's words, he didn't have any expression on his face. The doctor thought that he was so sad that his face was so stern, and he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

But it is not.

Yan Tang was just thinking, if he was going to die in such pain.

It might as well let Yan Dong commit suicide and go away, at least before he dies, he doesn't have to experience the pain of AIDS slowly eroding his life.

However, he didn't tell anyone about this idea.

Yan Tang stood in front of Yan Dong expressionlessly.

He looked at Yan Dong who was motionless on the hospital bed.

Yan Tang's whole body is about the same as Yan Dong's lip shape, which is relatively thin. People who say this kind of lips are usually more ruthless.

The rest of the eyebrows, eyes and nose are the result of Yan Tang's own wild growth.

Yan Tang stared at Yan Dong, feeling unexpectedly quiet.

It may be because of Yan Dong's identity as a dying person, Yan Tang looked at Yan Dong again, and he found that all the resentment and unresolved emotions in the past had disappeared.

He stared at his father, only to think that this was a sad man.

As a husband, he was unfaithful, as a father, he did not fulfill his responsibilities, as a son of man, Yan Tang did not know that when he was born, his grandparents had passed away.

With so many roles, he didn't do well in any of them.

In other words, it was all because he tried to do it well, but in the end he suddenly abandoned it.

Yan Tang felt that he was really pitiful.

In fact, Yan Dong is just a loser struggling between himself and reality.

Yan Tang sat on the chair for a while.

He stared at Yan Dong for a while.

When Yan Dong was about to die, Yan Tang found that he could finally be alone in a peaceful room with Yan Dong.

He no longer felt unreasonable heart-piercing anger and pain for Yan Dong's existence, his every word and every action.

Yan Tang stood up, he couldn't stay in the ward for long.

There are still many things in the company waiting for him to deal with.

He took the time to visit Yan Dong today because the doctor called to inform his condition and wanted to give his family members a critical illness notice.

Yan Tang folded the critical illness notice and put it in Yan Dong's medical record.

He didn't pay much attention to the notice.

In fact, Yan Tang has accepted that Yan Dong is about to die.

It's just that he felt a little sad that Yan Dong had to suffer from illness before he died.

When Yan Tang closed the door of the ward, he took one last look at Yan Dong on the bed.

After Yan Dong closed his eyes, he was actually no different from when he was young.

In fact, he is a very refined, gentle, and knowledgeable man, who makes people want to get close to him just by looking at him.

In Yan Tang's childhood, he also had this image.

However, when Yan Dong opened his eyes, the vain desire and erratic oiliness in his eyes only made people feel sick.

Mostly people who are addicted to lust are like this.

When Yan Tang returned to the company, he didn't know which expression on his face showed clues, or whether Chen Shan was too sensitive.

As soon as Chen Shan saw him, she asked, "Mr. Yan, has something happened to you recently? I think you are not in a good mood?"

Yan Tang froze for a moment.

"...It's nothing." He waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal."

If it was before, when Chen Shan heard what Yan Tang said, she would definitely follow his wishes and bypass this somewhat private topic.

But she looked at Yan Tang and felt that Yan Tang's complexion was really bad.

"What happened? You tell me, if there is any problem, we can solve it together." She frowned slightly and said.

Yan Tang saw Chen Shan's worried look, he knew Chen Shan's temperament, and he no longer concealed it.

"...Nothing, my father is going to die recently." He replied.

Chen Shan didn't quite understand what Yan Tang meant by "going to die soon".

She raised her eyebrows and thought for a moment, "Is it critically ill?"

Yan Tang nodded, and he didn't tell Chen Shan the reason why Yan Dong was critically ill, but rather vaguely mentioned it, "Yes, recently in the ICU, the critical illness notice has come down."

Chen Shan apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan."

She has personally faced the death of her own mother, so she naturally knows how painful it is for a loved one to pass away.

Yan Tang shook his head and didn't care, "No, Shanshan, you know that my father and I are not on the same page."

Chen Shan looked at Yan Tang, "It's one thing to be wrong, but when someone dies, I know, Mr. Yan, it will also make people feel painful."

She looked at Yan Tang with deep understanding in her eyes.

To some extent, Yan Tang and Chen Shan are facing the same situation.

But Yan Tang was slightly better than Chen Shan, he had already accepted Yan Dong's death.

And during his most uncomfortable stage, Ai Bao was with him, which allowed Yan Tang to quickly clear up his mood.

"It's okay, Shanshan, I'm really fine, don't worry about me." Yan Tang said slowly, "I'm not surprised that my father ended up like this."

"In a way, he deserves it," Yan Tang said.

His tone was very flat, but the content was a bit unconcealable.

Seeing Yan Tang's calm and indifferent face, Chen Shan knew in her heart that he was not in deep pain, so she felt relieved.

She didn't ask Yan Tang any more on this question.

Asking too many questions just adds to the discomfort.

Yan Tang raised his head, as if he had seen through Chen Shan's thoughts, "Shanshan, I can accept my father's death calmly, and you have to accept your mother's departure slowly."

Yan Tang put the water glass in his hand on the table, and in turn comforted Chen Shan, "You also have to digest death well, don't be afraid of this thing, it's just a journey sooner or later."

Yan Tang said, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Ai Bao.

He suddenly realized that what he said just now was subtly similar to what Ai Bao said to him in normal times.

I don't know if it's because I chatted with Ai Bao too much.

Chen Shan was taken aback when she heard the words.

She laughed, the smile on her face was lively and beautiful, "Mr. Yan, I know, why did you turn around to comfort me?"

"We're all going to come out," she said.

Yan Tang hummed.

He still wanted to say something to Chen Shan, when suddenly the cell phone on Yan Tang's desk rang.