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Tang Ruan was known as a "poisonous chicken soup maker" back then, and his small mouth sounded very reasonable, but it was all crooked theories. I don't know if he was poisoned.

How many innocent young people's hearts.

Chicken soup for the soul?

nonexistent.

"Is life short?" Tang Ruan curled the corners of his mouth, "I think it's quite long, anyway, as long as I can see that my baby Guan'er is safe and healthy

Growing up, life is worth it. "

Fu Xin's idea is the same as Tang Ruan's, but he has to be a little more greedy.

"Seriously, Ruan Ruan."

Fu Xin held Tang Ruan's hand, and gently rubbed Tang Ruan's round nails with his thumb.

"Do you know, Fu Zhao told me that in the early morning, he followed the ambulance to take Dad to the hospital. On the way, my dad kept holding his hand and chanting."

Fu Xin's eyes were a little sore, he took a steady breath, and then continued: "At that time, my father's consciousness was not very clear. He held Fu Zhao's hand and kept saying, Meng Er, Dad is here to accompany you."

—In an instant, Tang Ruan's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone.

"It's been ten years. In fact, no one has forgotten it, and no one will ever forget it."

Fu Xin's eye circles were slightly red, but he didn't shed tears. He leaned on the chair and quietly looked at the blindingly white walls of the hospital.

"Sometimes I also think, if my brother is here, he must be better than me."

Thinking of the man's voice and smile, Fu Xin couldn't help but twitch his lips, "Fu Zhao listens to him the most, unlike me, he doesn't care about him."

In the past five years, this was the first time that Fu Xin had brought up Fu Meng with Tang Ruan on his own initiative.

Once, this was the deepest and most painful thorn between them, the most untouchable and untouchable thorn. Tang Ruan once thought that he and Fu Xin, they

It may be like this all my life.

But at this moment, they are sitting here, outside the window is the warm sun of early spring, the corridor is very quiet, nurses pass by from time to time, in the opposite ward, Xu Yi

Lian was feeding Fu Yuandai her new porridge.

—Everything is very peaceful, and Tang Ruan's heart is also very peaceful.

Tang Ruan exhaled lightly, and scratched Fu Xin with a little nail on his finger.

"Thinking too much, brother Meng is a scientific research talent in the motherland, and he forgets to eat and sleep when he reads books, and his self-care ability is not as good as Fu Zhao's."

Fu Xin smiled, "Do you still remember the time on his birthday, he stayed up three days and nights to write a physics paper, but fell asleep while eating the cake, and almost threw his head straight

planted on the cake. "

Tang Ruan also laughed, "Remember, you are the worst one, you used cream to smear Brother Meng's face, and later we said we were going to strip Fu Zhao naked and stuff it into a big five-layer cake,

It scared him so much that he almost cried. "

The two of you said each other one sentence at a time, and Tang Ruan suddenly realized that Fu Xin hadn't forgotten all these things and memories.

He thought he was the only one who remembered.

"At that time, my dad's body was strong. I was 14 years old, and he could still hold me with one hand. It's not like now."

Fu Xin recalled the past, his eyes were very gentle, with forbearing helplessness in his gentleness.

"I didn't even notice. Since when did my dad suddenly get old. I'm really afraid that I'll leave suddenly one day. If that happens, we won't have a dad."

Tang Ruan was so angry that he pinched him, "Grandma, the more you talk, the more you talk about it, it's just you? You are so strong, I wonder if you have eight kidneys! You want to die young, You are so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, I was wrong."

"Besides, why doesn't Sugar Bowl have a father? Am I not his father?"

"Yes, yes, Ruan Ruan says what she says."

Tang Ruan snorted, and turned his head away from Fu Xin, "It is said that a thousand-year-old tortoise is an 8-year-old tortoise. A guy your size can at least live for thousands of years. Don't worry."

Fu Xin turned his head, looked intently at Tang Ruan's side face, lowered his head and kissed the back of Tang Ruan's hand.

"Without you, it doesn't matter how long you live."

Tang Ruan's back was itchy from his kiss, but this did not prevent him from being a ruthless killer.

"Oh, then go to hell."

Fu? Da Niao Yi Ren? Xin leaned his head on Tang Ruan's shoulder, smiling very sweetly, "No, Ruan Ruan, I don't want it, I don't want you to be a widow at a young age."

Tang Ruan: ""

"Go away."

"I do not want."

"Go away."

"No."

"roll."

"no"

When Xu Yilian came out with the bowl, what she saw was such a weird and warm scene.

"What are you two doing?"

Xu Yilian was holding the bowl to be washed, and stood there in a daze, feeling unwell.

"Fu Xin! That big head of yours is hurting Ah Ruan's little shoulder!"

Fu Xin silently moved his big head away.

Tang Ruan's face was a little red, after all Xu Yilian was still embarrassed to see her.

"Aunt Lian, are you going to wash the dishes? Me, I'll do it."