Leng Aotian was standing anxiously at the door, wandering around.
Looking at the violent wind, heavy rain, lightning and thunder outside, his eyes were full of nervousness and worry.
"Ye Lan, why doesn't An An's child come back? It's raining so heavily outside. What if something happens?"
Ye Lan stood behind him and silently covered him with a coat.
"Young Master Leng, don't worry. An An is an adult now, not a child anymore. She will take good care of herself."
At this moment, the door suddenly opened.
I saw Leng Anan, who was completely soaked from top to bottom, walking in from the outside. Every time he took a step in, the raindrops dripped all over his body. His hair was all wet. If he pinched his body at will, he could feel it.
Take a handful of water.
She looked lost, her face was extremely pale, and she seemed to have no energy or vitality at all.
"An'an, why are you like this?"
Without thinking, Leng Aotian took off his coat and immediately put it on Leng An'an.
When he touched her cold hands, he became even more nervous: "Why are you so cold all over? Quick, Ye Lan, get some hot water."
When she saw Leng Aotian in front of her who cared about her everywhere, Leng Anan felt as if her emotions were going to be unbearable again.
As soon as she saw him, she remembered what the doctor said to her, time was running out, not much left...
"dad!"
Leng Anan couldn't control it anymore, opened her arms, hugged Leng Aotian's neck tightly, and cried loudly in his arms.
Leng Aotian paused for a moment, then gently hugged her back, "I'm here, don't be afraid. Dad is here, it's okay."
"Tell me, what happened? Did that brat Gu Zichen bully you?"
She kept shaking her head, just paying attention to Yimai's crying, and couldn't stop no matter what. She cried like a child in his arms.
I don't know how long it took, but when Ye Lan came over with hot water, Leng Anan had stopped moving.
Leng Aotian carefully stretched out his hand and tested it between her nose, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out he was just asleep.
He gently pushed away the hot water in Ye Lan's hand, then picked up Leng An'an and walked towards the room.
Leng An'an didn't know how long she slept, but she just knew that when she opened her eyes and woke up, she didn't see Leng Aotian.
She was extremely frightened.
She was afraid that Leng Aotian had left her now.
She was just about to call Leng Aotian when she heard the conversation between Leng Aotian and Ye Lan.
"Ye Lan, do you think An An already knows about my condition?"
"Master Leng, I don't know if An An knows this. But what I do know is that the hospital recommends that you be hospitalized for observation. Your current situation is very dangerous, and it is safest to be in the hospital."
"I told you, I won't go to the hospital."
"Master Leng, please stop being willful. In your current situation, it is not safe to live at home. You should receive treatment in the hospital and get care from professionals. This will be beneficial to your condition..."
"What's the use? Anyway, you still have to die in the end. It's just that you die early and die later. Since you have to die, I would rather stay at home, spend more time with my daughter, and spend more time with relatives like Gu Manman
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"Young Master Leng, but..."
"Okay, it's nothing. Just remember, don't let anyone know about this. I don't want to see everyone crying anxiously because of me. They all have their own
I shouldn't be involved in the things we have to do. Especially An An, she just got married, you know?"
"Master Leng, I understand."
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After listening to these words, Leng Anan's tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes again.
She grabbed the quilt in her hand and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying.
Dad, this idiot, wants to hide such an important thing from me!
She wished she could question Leng Aotian now and then take Leng Aotian to the hospital.
However, when Leng Aotian and Ye Lan came back, she closed her eyes and pretended that she had never woken up.
Leng Aotian sat back on the bed and gently stroked her forehead with his hand.
"An'an, I hope everything is well for you, I hope you are happy and happy."
Leng Anan closed her eyes, but tears fell down again.
She slowly opened her eyes, then sat up suddenly, then opened her arms and hugged the middle-aged man in front of her tightly, unwilling to let go.
"dad!"
Leng Aotian paused for a moment and patted her back patiently.
"Dad is here, what's wrong? An'an, why have you been crying since you came back? What happened? Do you know something?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva with guilt.
He used to be a dignified head of state, but now he seems strangely nervous, uneasy and cautious.
More of a fear.
He was afraid that An An would find out about this, he was afraid that he would not know how to comfort her, and he was afraid of many, many things.
He was afraid that An An would be sad and cry because of him.
Perhaps seeing the tension and fear in his eyes, Leng Anan couldn't speak.
She sniffed and then explained: "Dad, I'm fine, I just had a nightmare. I dreamed that you disappeared, I dreamed that I couldn't find you..."
In the end, she couldn't bear to tell the truth that she already knew what she really wanted.
Leng Aotian didn't want her to know, because he wanted her to stay happy like this and not be affected by sadness.
She understood Leng Aotian's intentions.
It is precisely because I understand that I cannot bear to expose it.
If her pretending not to understand anything could make Leng Aotian feel more at ease and happier, she would be willing to pretend not to understand anything.
Leng Aotian seemed to be relieved when he heard this.
He patted her back gently and comforted: "An'an, nightmares are the opposite of reality. If you dreamed that I disappeared, it means that I... will never leave. I will always be here.
around you."
When talking about the latter part, he got a little stuck.
The words are a bit inconsistent.
His eyes were even redder.
If possible, he would of course be willing to stay by her side.
Listening to these completely opposite words, Leng Anan felt even more sad, and then she cried even harder.
She grabbed Leng Aotian's hand tightly, as if trying to hold on to the little warmth that was left.
"Dad, promise me you will never leave me. You must, you must always stay by my side."
Leng Aotian was silent for a long time, hiding all the reluctance and sadness in his eyes.