The man was obviously startled by Tan Siran who suddenly "pretended to be a corpse".
Who knows, my family, I just came in and passed by this man, and he suddenly made a big move, a bit like the corpse scammer I encountered when I was doing a mission with my colleagues in Maoshan.
Both of them were startled by each other.
"Fuck."
"Oh My God."
"Tin Yan!" His eyes lit up when he saw that the person in front of him was the person he had been unable to contact for several days.
The other party looked at him carefully. He had changed his clothes, but with his unkempt face and bloodshot eyes, it was hard to imagine that the person in front of him was Tan Siran, who used to attach great importance to confidence in his face.
He felt himself leaning forward and grabbing his wrist, fearing that he would run away.
"Ahem, what are you doing?"
He didn't know why he was panicking, but he was inexplicably panicked. Tan Yan quickly grabbed his hand.
"I know you are not ordinary people. You can save Xixi, right?" He squeezed his hand tightly, no matter how hard the other party tried, he couldn't pull it away. "He, what happened to her, what happened that day?
What."
He suddenly fell into a coma and had no memory at all. When he woke up, he was in the hospital. The first thing he did when he woke up was to find Tan Weixi. As a result, he learned that the four of them had been sent here one after another. Only Xixi did not wake up until now.
He didn't believe it, but he had no idea what was posted.
Facing waves of inquiries, he was at a loss and kept shaking his head.
"I don't know, I really don't know anything."
"It rained heavily, and I, I went to look for him, and then, then I didn't remember."
"I don't know what I encountered or what happened. I, I really don't know anything. Tan Yan, by the way, where is Tan Yan!"
The answer he received was also unclear. Even if the Tan family mobilized their connections, there was no trace of Tan Yan at all. It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
Tan Siran felt inexplicably flustered.
In the past two days, except for contacting the program staff who he thought might know something that day, he spent the rest of the time in the ward.
One day, two days, three days.
Three days passed, and only time changed. He didn't get any useful information at all.
"I came here today just to take Xixi away."
"You, where are you taking her?" Tan Siran's voice was trembling, and his grip on Tan Yan's hand was still strong. At this moment, he felt a kind of panic, a kind of panic that he might lose Xixi.
Standing there, Tan Yan turned his head and looked at Tan Weixi on the bed, "Take her home."
"No, it's not." He subconsciously wanted to retort, "Her home is, yes."
The man suddenly smiled, seeing that he had obviously done nothing. In the blink of an eye, Tan Siran felt a burning sensation in his hand. The burning heat reached its peak in an instant, as if what he was grasping was not his hand.
It is a piece of carbon, like a piece of carbon that suddenly rekindles and bursts into flames.
The burning pain made him pull back his hand and looked down at his unharmed hand. He seemed to have thought of something.
That day, I had the same feeling. They were indeed brothers and sisters, even their moves were carved from the same mold.
The deep feeling of powerlessness almost overwhelmed her. She raised her head and looked at Tan Yan, her eyes full of sadness and self-blame.
"Only by leaving me can Xixi wake up." The man walked towards the hospital bed and looked at the little baby on the bed, his eyes full of heartache.
"Then, can I see her again in the future?"
He hugged the person on the bed and said, "I will."
The man turned his back to him and turned to look at the decadent Tan Siran. There was no tit-for-tat and disdain in the past, it was very plain, "Her home was never the Tan family, but Dafan Mountain."
After saying that, Tan Siran watched him disappear.
Her home has never been a home.
At this moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength in an instant and collapsed.
Tan Yan's words penetrated from his ears into his brain.
Feeling each word beating, accompanied by his heartbeat, beat by beat.
He knew that Tan Yan had never forgiven them, and he also knew clearly that although Xixi didn't say anything, she didn't have any attachment to the Tan family except himself.
To myself, I may only treat him as a good partner.
She is young, but her heart is very clear, and she can very clearly feel the good intentions and ill intentions of others towards her.
Tan Jia has never really accepted her.
Everyone was questioning her identity, and no one had any real respect for her as my sister-in-law, not even the respect in words or titles.
In other words, she has never planned to return to the Tan family. Even if she is indeed of the same blood as the Tan family, she is just a stranger with blood ties.
Tan Siran thought that if he were her and couldn't be as calm as her, he would definitely feel resentful.
If it were him, he would resent Tan Jia for breaking the promise and forgetting, and resenting Tan Jia's always indifferent attitude.
Lying on the escort bed, Tan Siran seemed to have opened a memory box.
Ever since Cong Xixi first found Tan Jia, everyone has questioned her identity. Until now, she has not recognized her ancestors, and not even all the people in Tan Jia have been seen.
Compared with them, her master and brothers in Dafanshan are her real relatives.
The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. After an unknown amount of time, he sat up and looked blankly at the place where they stood when they last disappeared, thinking and dazed.
When Chu Chuling came with chicken soup the next morning, he saw his son looking at the window with dull eyes as soon as he walked in. He looked like he had lost his soul.
What was he looking at? Chu Chuling followed his line of sight strangely. The window was closed and there was nothing unusual. Xixi...
Wait! Where’s Xixi!
Her pupils shrank, and the lunch box in her hand fell to the ground. The sound brought Tan Siran's soul back.
He listened to his mother scream, "Where's the human! I'm such a big person!"
Then, she rushed forward, stretched out her hands and shook Tan Siran's shoulders vigorously, "Please wake up, where is the person? How about such an older person?"
She was extremely anxious, but her son's eyes were blank, so Chu Chuling just had to give him a big dick to wake him up.
Tan Siran, who was being shaken, turned his head and looked at the empty hospital bed, his eyes were vacant, and he murmured, "...was taken away."
"What? Did you take him for a checkup or something? You should make it clearer. I'm so anxious, don't force me to slap you." Chu Chuling was almost mad at him. He was taken away, taken away by the doctor.
It was taken away, taken away by human traffickers, taken away by the crematorium, just taken away, nonsense.
"Tin Yan."
As soon as Tan Yan's name came out, Chu Chu Ling became even more confused, "Tin Yan?" What the hell did Tan Yan take away?
She later realized that she had seen it on a show, and Tan Yan said that Xixi was his... junior sister? Yes, that's what she meant.
"What did he take Xixi for?"
"go home."
"Why go home? The more you talk about it, the more confused I become. Just go home. Why go home? Talk about home?"
Chu Chu looked coldly into his son's empty eyes and said, "Mom, Tan's home, is it really Xixi's home?"