Leng Anan lay on the window, lowered her head and looked down: "It's not really falling, is it?"
At Leng Aotian's age, if he really fell, his old bones would probably fall apart, right?
Just when she was anxious, suddenly, a smiling voice sounded above her head.
"An'an, I knew you would be worried about me."
Leng Anan raised her head and saw Leng Aotian hanging upside down on her window, maintaining an inverted posture, with his head hanging down and his hair falling upside down.
She took a look at Leng Aotian's difficult posture, then smiled and shook her head.
"It seems that I have overthought it. Although you are old, you are still in good health."
Leng An'an retracted her head, grabbed the window tightly with her hands, and tried to close the window.
Leng Aotian quickly stretched out his hand and placed it on the edge of the window: "An An, wait!"
With a click, the window closed immediately, and Leng Aotian's hand was quickly caught. It was precisely because of Leng Aotian's hand that the window could not be closed smoothly.
Seeing this, Leng Anan paused and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"
A glint flashed in Leng Aotian's eyes, and then he pretended to be unsteady and fell from the top of her window, hitting the ground steadily.
At this moment, Leng Anan quickly moved out of his body and grabbed Leng Aotian's hand tightly.
Then he pulled him into the room.
Leng Aotian successfully entered Leng An'an's room and was no longer shut out.
He looked around the room like a curious baby.
"An'an, you said that you are a girl and there is no warm sound such as pink in the house. What do you mean? It's all gray and blue! And, there aren't even any dolls. No, I have to help you next time
You remodel the room."
Leng An'an's room is very monotonous, with only the simplest furniture, dressing mirror, bedside table, wardrobe, and desk. There are no other superfluous and beautiful decorations, and it doesn't look like a woman's room at all.
Leng Aotian picked up the photo in front of the dressing mirror and was slightly startled. It was a photo of Leng Anan and Mary.
"Come here, let me help you treat your wound." Leng Anan took out the medical kit and sat by the bed.
Like a good baby, he walked to Leng An'an and then sat down obediently.
She took his red and swollen hand that was stuck by the window, and then wiped some alcohol on it, and then wiped some medicinal wine from the bruise.
"During these days, try not to injure this hand. Also, be careful to avoid hot compresses. You can use cold compresses."
Leng Aotian sat in front of her, looking at Leng An'an in front of him tenderly, and nodded obediently: "I understand, my daughter wrapped this for me with her own hands, and I don't plan to wash my hands again in this life."
Hearing his words, Leng Anan immediately shook off his hand: "Okay, it's okay now, you can go back."
After treating the wound, Leng Anan immediately issued an eviction order.
Leng Aotian's eyes rolled around. He finally entered his daughter's home and could still get along with her as peacefully and patiently as now. How could he leave so easily?
This is absolutely not possible, he must recognize An An as his daughter.
Thinking this, Leng Aotian stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, looking very painful.
"Why does my head hurt so much all of a sudden! Ah, it hurts so much!"
Looking at his appearance, Leng Anan became nervous again: "What's wrong? You're fine. Why do you suddenly have a headache?"
Like a scoundrel, he just lay down on Leng An'an's bed: "It just hurts all of a sudden, no, no, no, I have to rest for a while."
She paused, then pulled the quilt and gently covered him: "Okay, you take a rest first, and I'll get you a glass of water."
After saying that, Leng Anan walked out of the room, seemingly going to pour water.
Leng Aotian instantly sat up from the bed, and then took a photo of only the mother and daughter in the frame in front of him.
As soon as Leng Anan walked in, he quickly returned to the bed and lay down, truly like a very painful person: "An'an, An'an..."
He moaned without any illness and kept calling Leng Anan.
Leng Anan walked to him with warm water in her hand and a few white pills in her hand.
"Here you go, drink some water first and then take these medicines."
As soon as he saw the white pills in front of him, Leng Aotian was stunned on the spot: "Medicine? What medicine?"
"This is medicine for headaches. Don't you have a headache? You will be fine soon after taking this medicine."
After saying that, she handed the white pills and water glass in her hand to the man in front of her.
Leng Aotian was speechless for a long time. He was pretending to be sick and could only bite the bullet and swallow the pills in front of him.
After seeing that he had taken the pills, Leng Anan helped him lie down on the bed, while she stayed by his side.
"If you still feel uncomfortable, just tell me."? Leng Aotian blinked at Leng An'an and kept flirting: "An'an, you are so kind to me."
"I just don't want you to die in my house, otherwise I won't be able to explain to others." Leng Anan responded very coldly.
The two of them looked at each other awkwardly until Leng Anan fell asleep on the bed from exhaustion.
Leng Aotian climbed down from the bed carefully, then gently picked up Leng Anan who was beside the bed, placed her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
Looking at Leng An'an who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Leng Aotian held his chin with one hand and looked seriously at the daughter in front of him whom he had been searching for for more than ten years.
Every minute and every second now, he doesn't want to give up easily.
Being able to see her for one more minute and one second was a great satisfaction to him.
He gently picked up the photo frame in his hand, looked at the photo in the frame, and then nodded to Mary, the woman in the photo.
"Although I really don't know you, I am very grateful to you for giving me such a wonderful daughter."
The next day, when Leng Anan woke up, she realized that Leng Aotian was no longer in the room.
And she didn't know when she fell asleep on the bed.
She got out of bed and looked around for Leng Aotian but could not find her.
Instead, I found a sticky note taped to the door.
There is a simple line of words written on it: Little lazy pig, get up? Then go to the dining table and have a look.
Leng Anan tore off the post-it note, crumpled it into a ball, and raised her hand. Just when she was about to throw it into the trash can, her hand retracted silently.
She put the sticky note in her hand into her pocket, and then walked towards the dining table step by step.
As soon as I walked to the dining table, I found another sticky note stuck on it...