Dongfang Zhizun stood up straight and looked at Yan's increasingly painful expression. His already livid face became even more ugly, and he looked at Ning Guan'er: "Yan, why did you say don't hit me?".
Ning Guan'er cried silently, listening to Yan's constant dream words: "I don't know, Yan Yan never told me."
After listening to what Ning Guan'er said, Dongfang Supreme bent down and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears on Yan's face...
Ning Guan'er looked at the Oriental Supreme, "Yanyan, you are worthy of entrusting your life to someone" and suddenly remembered: "By the way, I heard from my aunt that Yanyan was adopted for 1 year when he was 5 years old, and he only has 1 year.
Then she was sent back to the orphanage. Since then, Yanyan has not said anything for more than two years and has completely closed herself off. Will she have anything to do with the person who adopted her?"
Dongfang Zhizun frowned, clenched his hands into fists, and looked at Dr. Liu with a rattling sound, "What if it's... miserable?" "When will you wake up?".
Dr. Liu cautiously said: "If nothing happens, I will wake up tomorrow."
Silence... Silence... Ning Guan'er and Doctor Liu quietly exited the room...
It's dark, and the sky is full of stars, indicating that tomorrow will be a good day.
"Dang, Dang, Dang" the butler knocked gently on the door and said respectfully, "Master, it's time for you to have dinner."
Dongfang Zhizun sat by the bed and waved his hand to the housekeeper, indicating that he would not eat and go out.
The housekeeper turned and left, shaking his head helplessly. He had watched the young master grow up, and he had never seen the young master take care of someone so nervously...
Dongfang Zhizun gently held Yan's hair with his hand, and carefully tucked the broken hair in front of Yan's face behind his ears. Looking at Yan's still pale face and his slightly swollen eyes from crying, he felt heartbroken and held Shang Yan's hand.
, with a smile of reminiscence on Jun's face, he said softly: "Haha... maybe you won't believe it when I say it, I fell in love with an 8-year-old girl when I was a child at the age of 9. She is not pretty, and her hair is combed
She has two ponytails and a chubby body. She always likes to wear a white skirt, although the white skirt has turned yellow from wearing it for a long time. The first time I met her was because she was bullied by her friends.
I don’t know why, but I, who never meddle in other people’s business, became abnormal. It was because she started fighting with a few of my friends, and it was also because of her that I tasted being beaten for the first time, and it was also because she made me
Tell yourself that you must become stronger, be able to protect her, and never let her be bullied by anyone... Everyone sent out to investigate told me that she is dead." He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears flowing from the corners of Yan's eyes.
Dongfang Zhizun looked at the tears that kept flowing out of the corners of Yan's eyes, and unknowingly there was a little mist in his eyes: "When I was 19 years old, I came to China again in order to find the little girl from back then, and studied in the Emperor's Class A.
But I discovered that there was a girl named Yan. Her stubbornness, strength, smile, and kindness always attracted me invisibly. It made me question my feelings for the little girl? Time and time again.
I asked myself in my heart, have I fallen in love with her?... It turns out that God has arranged it somehow. I finally found the little girl from back then, Zi Ling, and I can finally give my heart an answer. That is Zi Ling when I was a child.
Ling, the grown-up Yan is the same person, and I actually fell in love with the same person."
Yan's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, and the meaning of tears was no longer fear and sadness, but happiness and emotion...
The Supreme Lord of the East begged with a pleading voice: "Yan, please stop crying, okay?" He lowered his head slightly and kissed Yan's slender hand.
A few minutes later, Yan Shi heard Dongfang Zhizun's words and his tears stopped...