"Well, I didn't oppose you together. Orange Orange was pregnant, and I was very happy," she went towards the wind, and there was tears in the bottom of my eyes.
be opposed to……"
Fujiwara raised his hand and touched his cheek: "You really look like your uncle, alas, how old is your grandma? You don’t know, and ... I can't live for a long time ..."
The Feng family has always been unlimited, and the Feng family is stained with blood and is too bloody. Men seem to be caught in an ancient curse. Most of them are not long -lived. Forty years old is a limit.
So to say, Fujiwara hopes that there are more children and daughters of Fengyu, so that the fate of the Feng family may change.
"Grandma ..." Feng Yan held up Fujiwara's old and thin hands, "Don't say that ..."
"Oh ..." Fujiwara watched his grandson, and the feelings of pity spread quietly in his heart. "Well, I didn't want to tell you, but it seems that you must let you know that I don't have much time. Your child is
I may not be born ... "
Feng Yan looked at her, her face changed, and she seemed to be aware of the seriousness of the matter.
"I have liver cancer. In the late stage, don't get angry with the doctor and the people around me. I will not let me tell you. Grandma does not want you to be sad. The later you know, the less pain will be.
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"Grandma, when is it?" Feng Yan grabbed Fujiwara's hand tightly, for fear that he would relax, and the grandma disappeared from his eyes.
In this world, the relatives who have a blood relationship with him are the only one who has Fujiwara. Whoever leaves first, the rest are the lonely one.
"Alas," Fujiwara took the Fengyu over and sat down on the sofa. She held his hand and patted his back.
There is also a relative in this world that is connected to your blood, so grandma is very happy. If you set the marriage again, your grandma will die without regret.
Feng Yan can no longer look at the eyes with endless sorrow and love, and his eyes are already old. Don't look at his uncle Feng's photos in a daze.
In the study, the atmosphere seemed very depressed, and the air seemed to be stagnant. The windy face of the wind was dense, and the bottom of the eyes restored the usual gloomy and calm.
When marrying other women, what will Xia Yu Orange? Thinking of her always immersed in the joy of pregnancy, his heart is even more painful.
Thinking of grandma's condition again, he deepened a layer of pain, as if he was smashing him fiercely. His heart, smashing his head, and smashing his body.
"How? Is it difficult to make a decision?" Fujiwara is difficult to understand.
Feng Yan retracted his eyes, and his brows were struggling with a distinction. It was not difficult to make a decision. The difficult thing was that this decision was about Xia Yu Orange, and the woman who was most distressed by him.
For a long time, the wind took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"
After a good word, his chest was blocked, and he felt sullen.
"I have found a very good candidate ..."
"Grandma, get engaged first. I can only do this step. Now that Orange Orange is pregnant, I don't want to have any accidents. After all, children are not easy."