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Lin Yi hung up the phone. He stood alone by the window of the intensive care unit, looking indifferently at the night in Beijing.

After a while, he walked back to the bed, tucked the quilt over Li Wenya who was in a coma, and frowned slightly when he turned around and saw the cold dumplings on the small table.

"Mengmeng, why not? The dumplings are cold after eating." He said to the girl sitting on the chair endorsing the book.

"I forgot, eat now."

Li Zimeng read the book and swallowed a few cold dumplings. Lin Yi felt distressed and held down the child's chopsticks, "I'll go out and warm it up for you. Don't read the book, let's watch the Spring Festival Gala. "

Li Zimeng pursed her lips, put down her book and stood still for a while, then asked: "Brother, did something happen to my dad, no? Why didn't he call me during the Chinese New Year? He wasn't by my side .”

"Also, isn't auntie not long..."

"Brother, I'm actually really scared..."

Lin also had no choice but to tell the little girl that Liu Shuqing had lost 100 million in a bet and now had a stroke. He would rather that she didn't know anything and just dazedly studied and took the exam.

"No, uncle, he just went to the Northwest to support him. He said that there was a bad signal due to the wind and sandstorm there. He just asked me to take good care of you the day before yesterday, so that you can study hard and live well. He said he would come back in about two years."

Li Zimeng blinked her big round eyes, and remained silent about his words.

"Brother, I know you're doing it for my own good, don't I? Ask."

"I want to go back to school to study in a few days. Our school has an exam in March. If I take the first place, I can get free tuition and receive a bonus to go to the UK."

Lin Yi asked her, "Do you really want to go to England?"

"Well... I actually don't want to stay in China anymore. I think it has carried too much trouble for me, and there are too many things that I can't change. Maybe it's an escape mentality, I'm quite I want to go to England for a while."

Lin Yi rubbed the little girl's wig, "Just do it if you want to, my brother supports you."

"I'll go out and make you hot dumplings."

The corridor in the intensive care unit of the Department of Cardiology is still deserted, and the New Year's Eve is no exception.Lin Yi went to the nurse's station to warm up the dumplings. When he came out, he found a mother and son sitting on a chair at the end of the corridor, crying and having a heated discussion? What?

"Why do we need to treat him? Isn't it enough for our family to sell the house? I can't even pay the tuition fees! I'm not yet? When I'm 20 years old, I have to work part-time before I finish college. Reading to him to earn medical expenses, why should I sacrifice my youth!"

"But your father..."

"Just because I gave you a sperm | and raised me with you for more than ten years by the way, are you going to kidnap me morally like this!"

"You—how can you say that about your father!"

The woman was wiping her tears and arguing fiercely with her son, while Lin Yi was holding the dumpling box in his hand, not knowing what to think for a while.

He walked back to the room silently, put the dumpling box on the table, put on his coat and said to the little girl, "Shall I go out for a while? You can eat the dumplings yourself. If you need anything, just ring the emergency bell."

Li Zimeng let out a "hmm", then Lin Yi zipped up his jacket and walked out the door.

Smoking is not allowed in the hospital building, so he stopped until he walked to the smoking corner outside the building, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He smoked cigarettes, but rarely, and only took one out on rare occasions.At this time, he took out a thin cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it skillfully, and watched the silent night sky, puffing out the clouds one by one.

He had a premonition that when the next spring day came, everything would come to an incomplete end.

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