Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

The life assistant didn't explain the details, but his tone was so anxious that he could cry, which showed that the situation might not be good.

Yan Lan thought about it, and Zhuang Yunliu thought about it too, so they speeded all the way, ignoring anything else.

Clouds enveloped the entire carriage, weighing heavily on the hearts of the two of them.

Before arriving at the hospital, they did not dare to make the slightest guess; they finally arrived at the hospital, but they were outside the emergency room, and they waited long and anxiously.

Only then did they know that Zhuang Ruoren had been fine today, but suddenly felt unwell before going to bed at night, and then soon had difficulty breathing and fell into a coma, and there is no definite news until now.

……

Zhuang Yunliu paced silently in the corridor, his eyes were downcast and he couldn't see any expression.

Yan Lan was calm on the surface, but she was completely flustered in her heart, and her mind was filled with the "things that happened within a year" that the doctor had told him.

Indeed, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. It has completed countless reincarnations in the long river of life, but for each individual, it is the first time and the most precious and only time.

Every minute and every second is so hard, and it flows away so quickly;

One minute and one second is extremely short, but it is enough to decide whether the result is grief or joy;

Every minute and every second is so important, but they can't do anything, they can only wait, and can only humblely pray and fantasize.

them……

Human power is always too small.

……

Later, the doctor said that Zhuang Ruoren was in the late stage of heart failure, and his body was going from bad to worse. After this attack, his lungs were involved and caused complications. The operation can only be delayed for one day now.

Be mentally prepared.

This sentence is tantamount to a death sentence.

Both Zhuang Yunliu and Yan Lan were silent.

The doctor tried his best, everyone tried their best, and everyone was reluctant, but they had to move towards the end step by step.

Two days later, Zhuang Ruoren woke up and asked to remove the equipment and talk to his family.

Everyone understands what that means.

No one objected, everyone did what he wanted, Yan Lan and Zhuang Yunliu came to the hospital bed, seeing Zhuang Ruoren's extremely weak and old appearance after not seeing him for a few days, the circles of his eyes turned red.

"Scared you." Zhuang Ruoren's voice was weak, trying to maintain a smile.

The first sentence turned out to be about caring for them. Yan Lan was very sad when he heard it, his fingers were trembling, he quickly put his hands behind his back, for fear that Zhuang Ruoren would see his sadness.

"grandfather."

Zhuang Yunliu held Zhuang Ruoren's hand with both hands, and Zhuang Ruoren looked at his grandson with ashen eyes, and after a long time slowly turned to Yanlan, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

"You are still young, you still have a long way to go in life, and the way in life is also very difficult. If you have a caring person to accompany you, even if there are occasional conflicts and disputes, you will be happier overall."

"Grandpa I know."

Zhuang Yunliu lowered his head, sour tears swirled in his eyes, he tried his best to hold back and smiled.

"Grandpa, don't worry, the two of us... It's okay. Recently, we have been discussing about having a child. By then, Grandpa, you will have four generations living under one roof."

Yan Lan was slightly taken aback.

Zhuang Ruoren also sighed suddenly: "Really? That's good, four generations live under the same roof, hey... I can't even think about it."

"Who doesn't dare to think about it, I think it can be done, definitely can be done." Zhuang Yunliu said stubbornly, not only comforting Zhuang Ruoren, but also comforting himself.

……

At this time, Yan Lan also wanted to say something in his heart to Zhuang Ruoren. He couldn't express the simplest gratitude anyway, but finally decided to forget it.

Cut it off, and give all the time to the grandparents, who have only had each other for so long, and who are now saying farewell before their eyes.

Like a kite with a broken string, after leaving in a flash, it will never come back.

……

The grandfather and grandson talked intermittently for a while, and Zhuang Ruo's body was exhausted and fell asleep, and then never woke up again.

No. 80 hours after the onset of onset, the doctor made a death diagnosis.

They said that the last moment of the old man was not painful. They said that the old man's long life was considered a joy and mourning, and there must be no regrets at the end with his relatives by his side.

These words are all right, these words are people's kind comfort, in order to make the family members feel less sad as much as possible, Yan Lan understands;

But he knew better that no matter how much he comforted him, the wound in Zhuang Yunliu's heart could not be healed in the slightest.

Before he even had time to cry, he started to arrange the funeral affairs non-stop, dealing with all parties, because the person who passed away was not only his grandfather, but also the founder of Huanxing, who once single-handedly controlled half of the entertainment industry. , a figure who plays a decisive role in the entertainment circle, business circle and the whole society;

Various media reported continuously that he didn't even have the qualifications to hide in secret to be sad, he could only stand up in front of others.

Yan Lan stayed with him, busy and muddled, until after ten days when everything was over, they finally ushered in a little respite.

Then Yan Lan realized that it might as well be busy.

The two of them stayed in an empty big villa, there was nothing they had to do, and they couldn't get enough energy to do things that were not necessary. The time and space seemed extremely long, especially at night, when the air was so quiet and terrifying.

These days, Zhuang Yunliu has always held back his emotions, until now, when people who don't know see him, they can't tell that he is experiencing the death of his only relative, and Yan Lan dare not take the initiative to talk to him.

Consolation and persuasion?

He was always afraid that what he said would backfire. He always felt that...

They're actually not that familiar.

Yan Lan herself is always thinking wildly, thinking about when she was a child, thinking about the dream-like surprise of confirming for the first time that someone can really take him out of the sea of ​​suffering, thinking about the little things since she met Zhuang Ruoren, thinking about how much the old man valued her , I want to know that these days after he was seriously ill...

Thinking about it, he finally cried.

Once the tears fell, he couldn't stop. He was afraid that Zhuang Yunliu would hear him, so he covered his mouth with a tissue and lowered his head on the table, trembling and sobbing and tears streaming down his face. Finally, he cried until he was extremely depressed and breathless. His temples were buzzing, and his scalp throbbed with pain.

He really hoped that he was also Zhuang Ruoren's grandson, but unfortunately he was not;

He really wished he could give back to Zhuang Ruoren more, but unfortunately he didn't.

Now he finally knows and is sure, he didn't want to repay the favor because of being too proud and inferior like Zhuang Yunliu said, he really did it out of the heart.

Because what Zhuang Ruoren gave him was the first and only thing he encountered in his life, the greatest and deepest kindness.

……

Yan Lan lay on the desk in the study all night. Early the next morning, he was afraid that Zhuang Yunliu would notice something strange, so he took a shower before going downstairs.

In the past, breakfast was decided and prepared by him, but today was different. Today Zhuang Yunliu actually cooked, although it was only a small amount of cooking, but when he saw the fried egg and ham sandwiches, hot Still got a big shock when it came to milk and vegetable salad.

Before that, he even thought that Zhuang Yunliu would not even start a fire.

After saying thank you, the two sat opposite each other and ate quietly like they had done so many mornings.

When Yan Lan finished eating the sandwich, Zhuang Yunliu suddenly spoke.

"Tell you something."

Yan Lan was taken aback, and looked up.

Zhuang Yunliu looked tired and his skin was in poor condition, so he didn't meet his eyes or speak immediately.

Yan Lan's heart was pounding, and panic subconsciously flowed from her pupils.

After what seemed like a long, long time, Zhuang Yunliu finally sighed in a low voice, stretched out his long arms to touch the back of the dining chair next to him, and his breathing became more and more obvious.

"Yan Lan, let's... get a divorce."

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