Ling Moxuan...no, he should be called Yuchi Moxuan now. He knelt in front of the hospital bed, holding Yuchi Hong's wrinkled and pale hand, and cried softly.
"Xuanxuan, don't cry. Men shouldn't shed tears easily." Yuchihong looked at Yuchi Moxuan with a smile. "You will be the head of the Yuchi family in the future, how can you still act like a child?"
"Grandpa, don't leave Xuanxuan, you said you would always stay with Xuanxuan..."
"Xuanxuan is good..." Yuchihong stroked Yuchi Moxuan's head. He really wanted to stay with him, even to the day when he could really support the two groups, but he really tried his best.
I can only stay with him here.
"Grandpa, it will be fine, it will be fine! Xuanxuan needs you..."
"What Xuanxuan needs is to be strong. Keep in mind what Grandpa taught you. Don't be fragile. Even if you are soft-hearted, don't show it. Don't let others see your weaknesses and hide your emotions... Grandpa will always
The one watching you... is watching you on the other side... protecting you..."
"Grandpa, Xuanxuan won't let you leave, Xuanxuan can't bear to leave you." Yuchi Moxuan cried and lay beside Yuchi Hong. Grandpa is the best person to him, the person he respects and loves the most. He once
He was abandoned for the first time, and now even his great-grandfather, who loves him the most, has to leave him. He is indeed a child that even God hates.
"Grandpa can't bear to leave Xuanxuan..." Yuchi Hong raised his hand and wiped the tears on Yuchi Moxuan's cheek. "Don't cry anymore. Grandpa will be angry if you cry again. Xuanxuan must be... strong..." Yuchihong knew
Time is running out, and he knows best what his body is like. He has been waiting for Xuan Xuan to come back with this tone. He will not rest in peace if he no longer looks at him or touches him.
"Grandpa, Xuanxuan doesn't cry, stop crying, and you will never shed tears again... Grandpa, don't be angry, don't abandon Xuan
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"What Xuanxuan wants is to be strong...to become the most powerful person, Xuanxuan will have everything, he will..." Yu Chihong used all his strength to raise his hand and stroke Captain Chi Moxuan's cheek, "Xuanxuan will become
Grandpa's pride?" Yuchi Hong raised his neck and stared at Yuchi Moxuan, waiting for his promise.
Yuchi Moxuan couldn't hold back his tears. The look in his eyes that looked at his great-grandfather made him scared. There was still a long road ahead, and he had gone through a very difficult journey. The pressure was beyond what he could bear at his age, but for his great-grandfather's sake,
He is willing to make his wish! He nodded vigorously and promised: "Yes, Xuanxuan will become the pride of great grandfather, the most powerful person, the person who has everything!"
After hearing this, Yuchi Hong finally felt relieved. He slowly laid his head back, looked at Yuchi Moxuan with a satisfied smile, and stroked his cheek again...
"Grandpa——" Yuchi Moxuan burst into tears when the old hand on his cheek suddenly dropped.
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"Master, the old lady asked me to take you back first..."
Before the driver could finish speaking, Yuchi Moxuan snatched the key from his hand and got into the car.
"Master, what are you going to do...Master...Master? You can't drive on the road yet..."
Ignoring the driver chasing after him all the way, Yuchi Moxuan drove the car out alone. He was really depressed and wanted to go out and relax, but where could he go? Where could he find it? This city has not been back for several years.
?
Driving aimlessly on the street, he still had a vague impression of some of the buildings, but he seemed to have no feelings for this place. He didn't seem to belong here! It's not that he didn't want to stay here, it was just that he didn't want to stay here.
Everyone will choose to abandon him...
Suddenly he looked up and saw the words "Lingxiao Villa" on the light box on the side of the road. He suddenly felt suffocated, but he couldn't help but drive forward along the road. He couldn't tell what happened to him.
The scenery on the roadside gradually became clearer. The street lamp with the snowflake pattern looked so familiar. When the arched stone door with a large wooden sign appeared in front of him, Yuchi Moxuan's heart beat wildly.
He couldn't explain why he came here, let alone how he found it.
When the car went around the golf course, he first turned to the artificial lake and stopped at the observation deck. He got out of the car and walked over. Suddenly he felt his nose was sore. Why did he feel like this? He should have put it down long ago.
That's right!
Looking at the fish swimming in the water, a picture of a little boy squatting there feeding the fish appeared in front of me, and a tall man stood behind him and smiled gently at him...
Suddenly the picture blurred and disappeared, and he disappeared before he had time to capture that moment.
Yuchi Moxuan stood for a long time before returning to the car. He started the car and drove around in Lingxiao Villa. Unknowingly, the car drove to a quiet courtyard in the northeast corner...
Suddenly Yuchi Moxuan felt that he was so bad for coming here, but he had to admire his memory. For eight years, he had been trying hard to forget, but how could he still remember it?
"Mommy, you are so rude. Daddy rarely has time to spend a day with us, but you actually arranged activities in the manor? I want to go to the amusement park!" Ling Moyan protested dissatisfiedly as he circled around Yao Wenya.
"Mommy is afraid that Daddy will work too hard, you don't even understand this!" Ling Xintong rolled her eyes at Ling Moyan, "I'll be content if Daddy can accompany us."
"Yanyan, you are imitating your sister and you are not sensible at all!" Yao Wenya said and pinched Ling Moyan's nose lovingly.
"Who said my son is ignorant?" Ling Lie walked out easily, bent down and picked up Ling Moyan, "Did you offend Mommy with your words?"
"No way, Yanyan misses daddy." Ling Moyan put her arms around Ling Lie's neck and gave him a hard pop on the face, making Ling Lie laugh heartily.
"Flatterer!" Ling Xintong rolled her eyes and walked to Yao Wenya's side.
"Xintong, who do you think Yanyan looks like?" Yao Wenya blinked at Ling Xintong and asked.
Ling Xintong suddenly understood, and Yao Wenya pointed at Ling Lie in unison, and then burst into laughter.
Seeing the family of four walking towards the door, Yuchi Moxuan quickly returned to the car and drove away quickly.
Yuchi Moxuan felt his cheeks were cold, and when he raised his hand, there were tears. What were they? Sad tears? I promised my great grandfather that I would never cry again! For the last time!
"Ling Xintong? That red rose? What a coincidence!" Yuchi Moxuan clenched the steering wheel with both hands. Their family was so harmonious, but would anyone remember him? The former father was only the past, and he was
After having his own son, the father-son relationship between him and him has long been forgotten by him!
Ling Xintong, it turns out that he sent that rose! Maybe their story has just begun...