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She was amused by him and kept laughing, raised her hand and gently slapped the man's shoulder a few times: "You let go of me." ”

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, pinched her wrist with one hand and pressed it against the top of her head, lowered his head and whispered, "Don't move." ”

Luo Nanchu was lying on the bed, looking up at him, the man's deep eyebrows seemed to glow in this bright cabin, which was fascinating. She smiled coquettishly, grabbed the man's neck with her other hand, and raised her head to kiss Fu Tingyuan's lips.

The man's fingers pressed on her hand, inserted into her fingers, and shook her ten fingers, Luo Nanchu lay on the bed, looked at the man's quiet and elegant eyebrows, and slowly hugged him.

Her heartbeat and body temperature fused together, and she felt a sense of peace.

*

Yan Zong's illness gradually worsened.

The best doctors can't save the organ failure caused by aging, and all they can do now is to make Yan Zong live out his old age in less pain.

The day after returning to London, Fu Tingyuan returned to the Yan family's old house to visit his father in the sickbed.

In the past few months, Fu Qingtian has been accompanying him, and when he went back today, he also saw Fu Qingtian feeding Yan Zong medicine on the side of the hospital bed.

The sun shone quietly on their bodies, and Fu Tingyuan saw a tuft of white hair on her hair.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, and then thought that she was no longer young.

After feeding the medicine, Yan Zong raised his head and looked at him: "Are you back?" ”

Fu Qingtian turned around and saw Fu Tingyuan, then stood up silently and walked out of the room with the empty bowl.

Fu Tingyuan walked in and shouted at Yan Zong: "Dad." ”

The old man sat pale and thin at the head of the bed, and snorted coldly when he heard this: "You haven't come home to see me once in two months, and you also have the face to call my father?" ”

"I thought she was with you more than I was to see you."

"You know that, too?" Yan Zong said coldly and sarcastically, then raised his cloudy eyes and looked at his son's face. He doesn't know who he is like, in short, it can't be like himself, when he was young, he didn't have Fu Tingyuan's dedication.

But Fu Qingtian can accompany him for these two months, and he is really happy.

Before dying, the woman he loved the most could take care of him by his side, and he lived happily ever after a few months than any other day in his life.

"You look like this." Fu Tingyuan said.

Yan Zong snorted coldly again, although he was old, his temper was still there, and he didn't give Fu Tingyuan a good look.

"How is Luo Nanchu?" Yan Zong turned the topic to Luo Nanchu.

Fu Tingyuan remained silent, "She's fine." ”

"Huh." He sneered, turned his head away and stopped looking at Fu Tingyuan, "I'm going to die anyway, I can't control you." Die as you please. ”

“……”

"I don't know what's so good about Luo Nanchu, it's worth it for you to break with me and guard her. What I gave you, can she give? ”

"I don't know where Fu Qingtian is, it's worth remembering like this in your life. You should know that the man she loves all her life is not you. ”

"I think you don't think I'm dead, and now you're going to me off alive, right?"

"Don't dare." Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and said in a calm tone, "Feelings are such a thing, such as people drinking water, Dad, you give me naturally very good, and there are people in this world who are better than her." But for me, she is the only one I can fall in love with in my life. I'm sorry, Dad, but I've been letting you down. ”