What am I going to use to survive?

Lin Yan has been very busy recently. After the new project came out, he started to focus on this side, staying in the office all day long and working overtime.

Winter is coming in a blink of an eye, and every time he goes out to be afraid of the cold, he always wraps himself into rice dumplings.If it was too cold, he would move the office home and close the door.

Qi Guan would occasionally ask him out to play when he was free, but Lin Yan never went to drink again. Since the impact of the last time, he had an indescribable resistance to wine, and it was Song Ming who kept it for him. The imprint is too deep.

During the period of several months, Lin Yan often saw Song Ming because of business affairs, and seeing that the other party was still cold and repulsed by thousands of miles away, he guessed that the other party probably did not remember those things. .

Lin Yan was a little happy, but also a little sad. Why was he the only one who remembered it?But thinking about it, if the other party also remembers, he doesn't know how to deal with himself. This kind of thinking is simply contradictory.

After the progress of the new project reached the desired effect, Lin Yan let go of the shopkeeper again, and handed over all the affairs under his command to Wang Jia.

Due to the early leaving incident last time, Lin Yan decided to find a time to visit Du Jiuye in the near future, but before he had time to prepare, the bad news came suddenly.

His grandfather, Zhou Feng, was ill. He had cancer, which was at an advanced stage.

After Lin Yan received the call, he immediately went to find Zhou Ya, but Zhou Ya didn't know where to go, she was not at home.After making a call, the phone was turned off again, so Lin Yan didn't care so much, and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

As the most senior person in the family, it was a big deal for Zhou Feng to get sick, especially with such a fatal disease.

When Lin Yan rushed to the hospital, everyone in the Zhou family was there except for Zhou Hua and Zhou Ya.

Seeing that he came alone, Zhou Shen asked, "Why are you here alone? Where's your mother?"

"She's not at home, so I'll call her to turn off her phone," Lin Yan said.

Zhou Shen seemed to understand something, and shook his head in disappointment, "Stop beating, I told her about my father's illness this morning, she probably doesn't want to come!"

Zhou Ya hated Zhou Feng. The Zhou and Lin families knew about this, but they couldn't blame her. After all, Zhou Feng was the reason why she became what she is now.

The two were talking outside, and Zhou Feng, who was lying on the hospital bed, yelled anxiously when he heard Lin Yan's voice, asking them to call Lin Yan in.

The ward was filled with the smell of potion. The old man was lying on the hospital bed with vicissitudes on his face, and the sadness in his eyes was very strong.

As soon as Lin Yan came in, Zhou Feng held his hand and asked him, "Where's your mother?" He was looking forward to, looking forward to that child coming to see him, but he didn't expect it.

Zhou Feng was ashamed of his beloved daughter. He had done something wrong, but when he knew it and wanted to make up for it, he realized that there was no turning back.

Lin Yan was silent, feeling very sad in his heart, tears glistened in the corners of his eyes, and he remained silent.

In his memory, Zhou Feng died of this cancer in his two lifetimes. Every time he came to this time, he always had pain once, because he knew that Zhou Ya would never visit this old man until he died.

"As expected, she still refused to forgive me. She blamed me for forcing her to marry your father, and even more for forcing her to give birth to you..." Zhou Feng grabbed his hand and howled in grief.

Lin Yan hugged him with red eyes, but didn't speak.

He wanted to say: It's okay, if she loves to blame you, just complain, she herself is no better than you.

But seeing the old man so sad, Lin Yan couldn't say it.