Encounter of Rebirth

An Jianye soon calmed down. Seeing that his nephew was still holding onto the corner of the man's clothes even in a coma, he could imagine that this man was still very important to his nephew.

"Hello, I'm An Jianye, An Yao's second uncle, who are you?" An Jianye said. When facing this man, he didn't feel that his elder had any point in introducing himself to this junior. After all, this man feels very different.A voice from the bottom of his heart told him that he should not rely on the old to sell the old to this person.

Feng Junlan looked at An Jianye, he could feel that An Jianye was sincere to An Yao, so for An Yao, he was willing to contact his family.

"Hello, I'm Feng Junlan." Feng Junlan nodded, paused and continued, "I'm An An's friend."

When he said the word An'an, his eyes could not help softening, so obvious that even the two children standing on the side noticed it, but no one thought much about it now, after all, the two people lying on the hospital bed are both is their family.

An Jianye was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, but he didn't say anything. Even if the Feng family was powerful and powerful, at this time, An Jianye would not think about other places.

"Um~" Thinking of a painful groan, Feng Junlan immediately bent down, looked at An Yao with a face of pain, and gently stroked An Yao's knit brows with his slender and clean fingers.

The gentle movements are like caring for a priceless treasure.

"An'an, it's okay, it's okay." The deep and soft voice sounded in the quiet ward, which made people feel a lot more relaxed unconsciously.

An Yao stood in the darkness, his mind was full of reprimands from others, and the unspeakable words kept ringing out, making An Yao feel that he was a heinous, unbearable villain.But God knows he didn't do anything bad, he just lived as a wayward second generation ancestor.It's his regret that he didn't see his parents for the last time before they died, but why are so many people still accusing him?Was he happy when his parents died?Could it be that his parents' deaths were all caused by him?

The people on the board of directors kept mocking and mocking in his mind, and the disdainful eyes of those people looked at him flashed through that time. Thinking of the truth he heard before he died, An Yao felt that his whole head was about to explode, and he was so uncomfortable to die.He seemed to let the people who were dangling in front of him disappear, and he wanted to drive away the voice in his head, but it was all in vain.

"An'an, it's okay, it's okay." Whose voice is so gentle?Who is talking?

"An'an, don't be afraid, with me, don't be afraid." Who is it?Who is it?

"An'an, wake up quickly."

. . . . . . .

An Yao opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw in a blur was a face with distinct water chestnut angles, so familiar.Worry and anxiety were written on the face that should have been a gentle smile.

"Feng Junlan." An Yao's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was using his voice too much, making it hard to hear clearly, but Feng Junlan knew that An Yao was calling him.

"En." Feng Junlan agreed, with a worried face, but with a shallow smile, so gentle.

"I'm fine." An Yao said with a smile, but the smile on his pale face made people feel distressed: "Don't worry."

"Why should I be worried?" Feng Junlan's tone was still gentle, but what he said made An Jianye and the others stunned. This person was clearly just now. . . . . .

An Yao smiled, but did not answer, but asked, "How is grandma?"

"It has stabilized." Feng Junlan rubbed An Yao's hair.

"Oh." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes: "I want to sleep for a while."