The air in the ward seemed to be stagnant, so thick that it made people breathless, and even the hairs on their hairs trembled.
It's a dream.
Lin Zhiyang knew this was a dream.
If it wasn't a dream, how could she see her father who had passed away for two years again?
However, the father in front of him was already terminally ill.
His usually gentle face was too thin to look like, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were so cloudy that it was hard to see clearly.
She looked at the person in front of her, her heart ached so much that she couldn't help herself.
Is her beloved father really going to leave her?
Then she will have to live alone in this world.
She has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Her father gave her the best things in the world.
Until something went wrong in the family business.
I reluctantly sent the fifteen-year-old girl abroad because I didn't want her to know that there was something wrong at home.
I just hope she can grow up happily.
So during those years abroad, she still lived the life of a rich girl, spending money as she pleased and never being restrained.
In fact, at that time, my father was already under too much pressure due to his long-term irregular life in the country.
Diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer.
She returned to China several times and didn't even notice anything unusual about her father.
She is not a qualified daughter, not at all.
In fact, my father had a chance to resolve the crisis at the beginning.
All she needs to do is marry her to a wealthy family.
The Lin family is not considered a wealthy family in Beijing, it can only be considered wealthy.
The real wealthy families in Beijing didn't take them seriously at all.
But she has outstanding appearance and lovable personality since she was a child, and has won the favor of many wealthy young men.
When she was fifteen years old, although she was still underage, several wealthy families had already sent her marriage invitations.
Decide first and then get married directly when you are old enough to get married.
But she is a princess who grew up in the hands of her father.
How could her father bear to let her risk her life to become a canary in a wealthy family?
So my father did not agree with this matter.
But at that time, the company had entered a very difficult period.
Mother and father had differences.
Several times he took her to meet those young men without telling her father.
She was simple-minded at that time and just treated it as an ordinary party and didn't think too much about it.
When his father found out, he had a big fight with his mother and sent her abroad.
In the same year, my parents divorced.
Since then, the role of mother has disappeared from her life.
It's strange. I don't know why, but my mother doesn't seem to like her very much since she was a child.
After divorcing her father, she never contacted her daughter who was living abroad.
Even when her father passed away, she never came back to see him.
Once her father left, she really had no family in this world.
Not one.
Her slender body was lying in front of the hospital bed, her hands tightly grasping her father's withered hand.
She hoped that this hand would always be warm, always.
But fate did not go as she wished.
Before her father left, he couldn't even say anything. He just kept calling her name, "It's over, it's over."
The sentence "It's over" became weaker and weaker until it was completely inaudible.
Until, the hand in her hand dropped weakly.
At this time, a bolt of lightning appeared with a "pop" sound.
The dark sky was torn open, and a stream of white light poured out.
When the white light appeared, her whole body was trembling with fear, and she was falling downwards, as if she was about to fall into the bottomless abyss.
At that time, a warm hand wrapped around her waist and brought her into his arms without letting her fall.
What hits your nose is the nice and refreshing scent of a man.
She turned around with tears in her eyes and ran into the man's bottomless black eyes.
It's Qi Yanchen.
The man seemed to have braved the wind and rain, and his shoulders and hair were a little wet.
His angular handsome face was also stained with crystal clear water drops, making him extremely handsome.
It's like a drowning person suddenly breathing air.
She turned around and hugged him, sobbing non-stop, "Qi Yanchen, I have no home anymore."
The man patted her back with a big, sharp-jointed hand and said something to her.
But the deep voice couldn't be heard clearly amid the violent thunder.
She didn't hear clearly.
She could only feel the warmth and round friction from the man's palm on her back.
Later she found out that the friction felt came from the beads on his wrist.
That was also the first time she knew that he had the habit of wearing Buddhist beads.
Lin Zhiyang didn't know why he was dreaming about these things.
It can't be called a dream, it's just a memory.
Those memories that were deepest in her heart.
That was the first time that Qi Yanchen grabbed her at the edge of the abyss and gave her support.
The Lin family is very thin, and some distant relatives dislike poverty and love wealth.
He helped her organize her father's funeral, and he was always by her side.
But during the whole process, she didn't shed a single tear. She didn't want Qi Yanchen to see her vulnerability again.
Because the night before his father died, he had told her that he would marry her to Qi Yanchen.
His father was kind to Qi Yanchen, and in order to repay his kindness, he was willing to marry her and help the Lin family's company get back on track.
So in her mind at that time, Qi Yanchen helped her just because he was repaying his kindness.
My consciousness was a little blurry, and those bad memories were suddenly interrupted by intermittent voices in my ears.
She wanted to open her eyes, but she was a little tired.
All that enters the nose is the smell of disinfectant.
She suddenly remembered that she was in the hospital for surgery.
The beauty on the bed's slender and curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
The next moment, the beauty's foxy eyes opened, a bit hazy.
Lin Zhiyang blinked, and after a while he regained his clarity and saw the person next to the bed clearly.
Qi Yanchen, Xiaoran, Nan Zhibai, and a strange girl were pointing their mobile phones at her.
Lin Zhiyang's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.
But the empty heart she had just felt was filled instantly.
She has a family.
Aren’t they all the people in front of me?
Qi Yanchen looked at her with deep eyes and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "Teacher Lin, don't frown, all your fans are looking at you."
