"Xiao Tong, Yan Ni gave birth to a big fat boy. When you get better, we will go and see him. Yan Ni said that he wants his son to recognize us as his godfather and godmother, so you must get better soon.
." An Jie wiped Xiao Tong's arm lovingly. Today is the tenth day that Xiao Tong has been sleeping. He believes that Xiao Tong will wake up one day.
*
"Xiao Tong, Qianzi is gone. She left a box of videos for you before she left. Do you want to see it?" An Jie lovingly wiped Xiao Tong's forehead. Today is the twentieth day that Xiao Tong fell asleep.
Oh my god, the day before yesterday Qianzi was finally killed by an illness. Before she left, she specially made a tape for Xiao Tong.
Even the doctors thought it was a miracle that she was able to live for twenty more days.
An Jie played the tape on the VCD in the ward, and the scene showed Qianzi lying on the hospital bed: "Xiao Tong, you must get better, I will bless you in heaven. Wait for you... wait for you to wake up.
, you must take good care of me... take care of Anjie, he needs you, Hanhan also needs you. I envy you very much, you have someone who loves you
You have such a beautiful son. They are all waiting for you, so you must get better." In the picture, Qianzi's voice is very weak, and she is smiling hard at the camera, her smile is extremely sincere:
"After I die, you must wake up and send my ashes back to Japan with Anjie. You must promise me that you must wake up."
After saying these words, the screen went blank.
And Anjie knew that when Qianzi finished these words, she had already reached the end of her life.
*
"Xiao Tong, this is your favorite osmanthus tree. I bought it from the greenhouse in the flower and bird market. Do you like it?" An Jie carefully placed the osmanthus tree on Xiao Tong's bedside. Xiao Tong was sleeping today.
On the 60th day, the trauma on her head has healed, and the gauze was removed by the doctor this morning.
*
"Xiao Tong, today Han Han got 100 points in the exam, are you happy?" An Jie put the test paper that Han Han got 100 points in front of Xiao Tong. Today is the 100th day of Xiao Tong's coma. Her face
Her complexion looked much rosier, but she still closed her eyes tightly. But Anjie believed that she must have carefully remembered everything he said to her these days.
*
In the blink of an eye, it was already the spring of the second year and today was the 150th day of Xiao Tong's coma.
An Jie carried Xiao Tong into his Bentley, and then took her to the beach where he had taken her to enjoy the breeze.
Sitting on the beach, An Jie held Xiao Tong tenderly.
The salty sea breeze blew by, blowing Xiao Tong's long black hair.
Spring is the season when all things come to life.
Is it time for Xiao Tong to wake up?
"Xiao Tong, do you still remember this sea? I once told you that when I was a child, whenever I felt lonely, I would ride a bicycle here alone. Then I would pick up a shell and throw it into the sea, and then throw it away.
All the troubles. And when I was separated from you, I often came here..." Looking at Xiao Tong who still had his eyes closed tightly in his arms, An Jie's eyes were red.
And in the next second, whether it was the sea breeze that hurt An Jie's eyes or the sand that blurred his eyes, a tear flowed down unconsciously from the corner of An Jie's eyes.
"Tick-tock——"
Tears fell silently on Xiao Tong's eyes in An Jie's arms.
At this moment, Xiao Tong's brows frowned slightly, and then her fingers moved.
An Jie, who was watching Xiao Tong deeply, noticed this change in Xiao Tong.
"Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong—" An Jie hugged Xiao Tong excitedly. Is Xiao Tong about to wake up?
Are you really going to wake up?
An Jie quickly drove back to the hospital and ran into the doctor's office with Xiao Tong in his arms.
"The patient is recovering very well. If she continues at this rate, she will be fully recovered in another two months." The doctor said that Xiao Tong's recovery was a miracle.
Anjie cried with joy.
*
Two months later, in the park behind the hospital...
"Mom, my dad has been very good and obedient during this period. He sends me to school every day." In the early summer, Anjie pushed Xiao Tong who was sitting in a wheelchair, while Han Han happily clung to Xiao Tong's arms.
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"Hanhan, do you hope that your father will be better behaved in the future?" Xiao Tong's face was filled with a happy smile. She patted Hanhan's little face in her arms and looked at Anjie happily.
"Well -" Hanhan nodded.
"Then what if daddy makes a bullock cart and Hanhan rides it?" Xiao Tong smirked, she wanted to make things difficult for Anjie.
"Okay - okay -" Han Han clapped his hands excitedly.
"..." Anjie's face twitched in frustration when he heard that Han Han was going to let him be ridden like a bullock.
"Hahaha...hahaha." Under the shining of the morning light, a father was kneeling on all fours, being happily beaten gently by his son on his back with a willow stick. Under the shade of a tall willow tree on one side
, Xiao Tong is covering her mouth and smiling...
*
In the blink of an eye, another month passed and Xiao Tong fully recovered.
In order to fulfill Qianzi's last wish, An Jie and Xiao Tong took Qianzi's ashes and sent him to Japan.
Qianzi's father, Qianben, the president of Japan's Sakura Group, once again supported Qianhui Group's 100 million investment project for free, but he still received a mysterious board of directors resolution: he wanted to recognize Anjie as his godson, and Anjie wanted to be his godson.
A hundred years later, he inherited all the property of the Japanese Sakura multinational consortium.