Chapter 50: Old Man Yan's deathbed confession
"Yes. β
"Yes, we're not leaving. β
"We're going to stay with Dad. β
The people present seemed to be a little isolated from Yan Chen, and every word you said and I said echoed Yan Chen's words.
Yan Chen's face sank, and before he could speak, the old man on the couch was already angry, with a wave of his hand, the teacup placed on the head table fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound, and everyone was unprepared, perhaps because of the fear of the old man, they were all silent, and they didn't say a word, you look at me, I look at you, and they didn't dare to make a sound.
"Get out, get out of ......"
As if hoarse, the old man said three words with difficulty.
But in the weak and pale voice, there was an indescribable majesty, and the people present were chattering just now, but at this moment, no one dared to say a word, they were all silent, hesitated, and someone said, "Since Dad has spoken, then let's go out." β
"Okay, let's go. β
The third brother glanced at Yan Chen twice, his eyes suddenly rolled, as if he remembered something, and said to Yan Chen: "Seventh brother, we are all guarding the door, if Dad has something, you must call us!"
"Don't worry, it won't be missing your benefits!" Yan Chen snorted lightly, stood up, watched these people leave, and then walked out and closed the door before turning back to Huangfu Ye and saying, "I'm sorry to make you laugh." β
From beginning to end, he only glanced at An Xiaolin at the beginning, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he never looked at An Xiaolin again, as if An Xiaolin's existence was not enough to attract any attention from him.
An Xiaolin was slightly disappointed, but comforted herself in her heart, his father was dying, and if he still had time to pay attention to strange young women, he would be a scumbag.
Huangfu Ye shook his head slightly, and when An Xiaolin struggled to shake off his hand, he didn't let go at all, but held it tighter, led An Xiaolin, and walked to the edge of the couch.
Yan Chen stood in his place and looked at the old man on the couch.
An Xiaolin was forced to stand next to her, and when Huangfu sat down at night, she saw an old man on the couch, who was already extremely old.
At the age of eighty, full of silver hair, it may have reached the last moment of life, and the whole person looks lifeless, without a trace of anger.
Feeling Huangfu sitting down next to him, he slowly opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes, but shining, are a little inconsistent with his state at the moment.
However, seeing his eyes like this, An Xiaolin's heart was inexplicably sad.
This is just a return to the light.
That's what happened when my mother died.
"Old man, are you not dead yet?" Huangfu sat down at night, looked at Master Yan, and said with a relaxed expression.
When his words fell, An Xiaolin's brows couldn't help frowning.
At such a moment, it seems a little inappropriate to say such things to an old man who is about to die.
But his tone was very calm, and the faint greetings seemed to be close friends with the old man for many years, and he said it very easily and naturally, and Yan Chen didn't react too much, obviously he was used to it.
An Xiaolin secretly wondered, could it be that Huangfu Ye and Master Yan were old friends?
"I didn't see you for the last time, I ...... How can I die?" said Master Yan with some difficulty, but his voice was obviously a little more energetic than just now.
It seems that he was just pretending.
Huangfu didn't speak, just sighed, stared at Master Yan for a long time, and then couldn't stop saying, "You called me here, what do you want to say?"
Master Yan didn't answer him, and a pair of eyes slowly crossed the Huangfu night, as if he had just found An Xiaolin standing beside him.
A pair of pupils, slowly, slowly expanded, and asked in great surprise: "This, this young lady is, is ......?"
"She's my fiancΓ©e. Huangfu Ye bent down slightly, attached to Old Master Yan's ear, and said in a voice that only he could hear.
"Really, really?" Old Man Yan was obviously extremely surprised, very surprised, and suddenly there was a trace of anger on his lifeless cheeks.
Huangfu nodded suddenly: "You know, I never lie. β
"Okay, good, very good...... Master Yan kept nodding, breathing a long sigh of relief, as if his long-term wish had finally been granted, looking at An Xiaolin, the smile on his cheeks became deeper and deeper: "Good girl, night, night...... Brother Night is a very good man, you are so lucky!"
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Lucky?
Faced with the blessing of a dying old man, An Xiaolin was speechless, but she did not refute it ignorantly.
"Okay, good, great!" Master Yan seemed to become happy all of a sudden, and it seemed that the fear of death and the reluctance of his relatives had disappeared, and he said several good words in a row before beckoning to Huangfu Ye and saying, "I, I have something to tell you, yes, she asked me to tell you......"
The intermittent sentence seems to be more difficult to say than just now.
It's like an old man who has a wish and feels that time is running out.
Huangfu Ye's face changed dramatically suddenly, and with a pair of hands, he instinctively let go of An Xiaolin's hand, and then looked at her coldly.
An Xiaolin didn't know why, but she understood what he meant, and silently took a few steps back to the side.
He?
Does Master Yan want to help someone convey anything?
"She, what does she want you to tell me? Where is she?" Huangfu Ye's face was excited, and his voice almost trembled.
From a long distance, An Xiaolin could also feel his excitement.
It's weird.
An Xiaolin couldn't help but wrinkle her brows, very surprised in her heart.
"Come here, I'll tell you a word, where is she, I, I don't know......" Master Yan beckoned, and Huangfu immediately bent down his noble body without hesitation, covering Master Yan's ear and waiting for him to speak.
Huangfu night fell, and Master Yan was in his ear, word by word in an extremely weak and low voice, and said very clearly: "She, she wants me to tell you, this, in this life, don't want it, don't look for her...... She, she never, never, will not let you find her......"
When Master Yan said this, he stopped, and looked at Huangfu Ye with extremely pitiful and sympathetic eyes, such a strong emotion made An Xiaolin and Yan Chen in the room very puzzled.
The two of them only saw Master Yan's mouth open and closed, but they didn't know what he was talking about at all.
At that moment, Huangfu Ye's waist bent down, and he straightened up all of a sudden, looking at Master Yan with an extremely cold face, his voice suddenly became cold and excited, and he said almost questioning: "Impossible, Old Man Yan, don't make such a joke with me, it is impossible for her to say that." β
As he spoke, he grabbed Master Yan's arm with some excitement, and Yan Chen here stepped forward with a worried look and called, "Young Master Huangfu, father is ......"
Yan Chen's reminder made Huangfu come back to his senses at night, and all of a sudden, he let go of his hand, his cheeks looked extremely ugly, and his eyes were even more depressed, as if he had lost something beloved at this moment.
Yan Chen glanced at Huangfu Ye deeply, his lips squirmed a few times, but he never spoke.
"This is her, she told me in person, and I want to find her, but ...... I can't find it, there's no news anymore. Old Man Yan looked at Huangfu Ye's eyes and became more sympathetic: "Accept this reality, you...... Why be so persistent!"
Master Yan sighed, but no longer continued the topic, but turned his head with difficulty, looked at An Xiaolin who was standing there, and said to Huangfu Ye in a weaker voice: "Compared to her...... It's even more beautiful, you, you've been at least all these years, and you're not so lonely, cough, cough, cough......"
As Master Yan spoke, he coughed violently.
Yan Chen's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly helped Master Yan to sit up, carefully and quickly stroking his chest to ease him.
Huangfu Ye stood up slowly, his cheeks were cold and scary, Yan Chen didn't notice it, but An Xiaolin felt strange.
Master Yan's words, she almost didn't hear them, only a few words that were intermittent.
It seems to be ...... Huangfu couldn't find anyone in the night, right?
After working for a while, Yan Chen was feeding water and smoothing the air, and finally brought the oxygen mask at home, and Master Yan finally stopped, but the look on his face had completely disappeared......
Huangfu stood beside Master Yan's couch at night, looking depressed, but it didn't look like it was for Master Yan.
It's weird.
Just as she was thinking about it, An Xiaolin saw Master Yan stretch out his dry skinny hand and wave it at Huangfu Ye, his eyes closed, and motioned for him to leave.
The expression on Huangfu Ye's face softened a little, looking at Old Man Yan, as if he wanted to say something, his lips squirmed several times, and then he said helplessly: "Sometimes, death is also a kind of liberating happiness, Old Man Yan, I wish you peace and stability in another world!"
After that, he ignored Master Yan and Yan Chen behind him, turned around and strode towards the door. γβ γβ γβ γβ οΌ
An Xiaolin looked at Old Man Yan and Huangfu Night, Yan Chen was busy serving Master Yan and didn't pay attention to her at all, An Xiaolin hurriedly said goodbye, and hurriedly turned around and left with Huangfu Night.
When he left, he didn't hold his hand anymore, until he got into the car, he never said a word, and a cold cheek could make people frostbitten.
In Master Yan's big room here, after Huangfu left at night, in less than five minutes, Master Yan pointed to the oxygen mask that Yan Chen had put on his face and motioned him to take it off.
Yan Chen was a little uneasy, looked at Master Yan worriedly, and said worriedly: "Father, your situation is unstable now, wear this, if you have anything to say, wait until you are in better spirits." β
Old Man Yan didn't speak, but shook his head slightly, looking at Yan Chen very firmly.
Looking at Master Yan's appearance, Yan Chen hesitated for a moment, then sighed slowly, and reluctantly untied the oxygen mask.
Old Man Yan gasped slightly, and when he came back to his senses completely, he sighed and said, "Does Father have something to say to me?"