Mu Xinan didn't answer Shi Yanchen's words, just leaned his head on him and hugged the cold boy tightly.

She knew that he was entangled in his heart.

What kind of emotions Shi Yanchen has for Shi Chaowei is not clear to others.

I'm afraid it's hard for him to be sure of what the little things in his heart come from.

Is it a continuous blood relationship?

Is it that belated apology?

Maybe it's both, maybe it's neither.

Shi Yanchen smiled bitterly, sad that he was not ruthless enough.

In the end, he brought Shi Bowen to Shi Chaowei's ward.

It was Chinese New Year's Eve.

Shi Bowen wore a newly bought red jacket, took Shi Yanchen's hand, and walked into the inpatient department without a trace of fireworks.

There has never been a year as memorable as this one.

He didn't know that not every family could eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner during the New Year.

In those wards of more than ten square meters, there are also people who whisper to celebrate the arrival of the next spring.

Of course, there are also people who are not old enough to sit quietly at the bedside and wait for their families.

Shi Yanchen led Shi Bowen to the outside of the ward, and when he pushed the door in, he bent down and said to Shi Bowen: "Dad has a cold yet, let's leave after a while." ”

Shi Bowen nodded obediently, "I know!" ”

Shi Chaowei in the ward had already put on a decent coat and sat at the head of the bed, waiting for the arrival of the two brothers.

As soon as Shi Bowen saw Shi Chaowei, he ran towards him excitedly: "Dad! ”

Shi Chaowei was even more happy, and directly coughed a few violently.

"Why is Daddy still coughing? You have to take medicine to get better! Shi Bowen said while patting Shi Chaowei's back.

Shi Chaowei stopped coughing and held Shi Bowen's little meat hand, "The medicine is too bitter, Dad doesn't like to eat it, did you bring candy?" ”

Shi Bowen nodded quickly, turned to look at Shi Yanchen: "The sugar is in my brother's place!" Brother! Bring me the candy and cake I bought! ”

Shi Chaowei smiled so much that wrinkles came out, "You also prepared a cake for Dad?" ”

Shi Bowen said proudly: "I did it myself!" ”

Shi Yanchen took out the cake and handed it to Shi Bowen, and after Shi Bowen took it, he took a bite with a fork and fed it to Shi Chaowei.

Shi Chaowei took a mouthful of cream.

"Is it good to eat Dad?"

"It's delicious, my son makes it delicious!"

After speaking, Shi Chaowei made a small piece of cream with his fingers and smeared it on Shi Bowen's nose.

Shi Bowen laughed, and while smearing the cream on Shi Chaowei's face, he said, "Dad is a bad guy!" ”

There was no coughing in the room.

Bursts of laughter.

The trainee nurses passing by couldn't help but stop.

After knowing how many patients were living in the ward, he secretly let out a sigh.

Shi Yanchen sat on the sofa and also ate a bite of cake.

The cake was too sweet and the laughter was loud.

He didn't like it.

Shi Bowen stayed in the ward for a full hour, was so tired from playing that he fell asleep on the sofa.

Shi Yanchen asked Wang Xinli to take Shi Bowen home.

After Shi Bowen left, Shi Chaowei coughed violently, and blood spurted out of his nose.

Doctors and nurses came in.

The old man was completely out of his state, and lay on the hospital bed with a weak face.

He has no strength.

Shi Yanchen watched Shi Chaowei stretch out his hand full of pinholes in his direction.

The young man's fingers moved, and the next second he was pushed out the door by the paramedics.

In the ward, the doctor is battling death.

To no avail.

23:44 Breathing and heartbeat stopped.

Clinical death was pronounced at 23:56.

Through a door, Shi Yanchen saw the familiar and unfamiliar old face.

That's it, I'm dead.

So fast.

Faster than last time.

Shi Yanchen was extremely calm, first asked people to send an obituary, and then sent a message to Mu Xinan: [Nannan, it may be late to reply to the news in the past few days, and you have to prepare for the funeral. 】

*

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Mu Xinan and his family had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

The program of the party was not funny, she picked up her mobile phone and prepared to send Shi Yanchen "Happy New Year" at zero o'clock.

At 23:59, she was the first to receive Shi Yanchen's message one minute.

Ah Yan: [Nannan, I may be a little late in replying to the news these days, so I have to prepare for the funeral. 】

Mu Xinan's fingers paused, staring at the news for several seconds.

She typed in the chat box and deleted it.

Finally, at midnight, I sent him two hugs.

Shi Yanchen quickly replied to her two same hugs, and said: [Happy New Year]

Mu Xinan immediately replied: [Happy New Year, Ah Yan]

As soon as he finished posting, Jiang Xiaoli on the side held up the message in his mobile phone and said, "Mr. Shi has passed away? ”

Mu Xiangqiao sighed: "I hope there is no sickness in the sky." ”

Jiang Xiaoli shook his head helplessly, "The two children of the Shi family will be difficult in the future......

Jiang Wei also rarely showed a sad expression, "Shi Yanchen is also pitiful, and now the whole family is waiting for him to carry it." ”

Mu Xinan did not continue to participate in their discussion, and went upstairs and entered the room by himself.

Outside the window, the sound of fireworks exploding in the sky could be heard.

Mu Xinan stood by the window for a while, and then closed the curtains.

She knew that Shi Yanchen was very busy these days.

All the adults in the family are gone, but he has no time to grieve secretly, and there are still many things waiting for him to finish.

During the Spring Festival, Mu Xinan sent Shi Yanchen good morning and good night as usual, and Shi Yanchen sometimes replied immediately, sometimes a little later.

I heard that the funeral was very simple, except for the relatives of the Shi family, no one else was invited.

After the funeral, Shi Yanchen only sent Mu Xinan the sentence "Don't worry about me", and lost contact.

Mu Xinan guessed that he might need some separate space to ease down the emotions he hadn't had time to vent these days.

But three days later, she still hasn't heard from him.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, Shi Yanchen's driver Wang Weiguo suddenly came to the door and said that his young master had not shown up for a long time.

Although sometimes Yanchen's sentence "Don't worry about me" is used as a guarantee, Mu Xinan is still worried that Yanchen's incident when Zhong Erin kidnapped him last time will happen again.

After all, this time is different from the past, the CEO of the Shi Group has passed away, and there must be many people who have been oppressed by Shi Chaowei before staring at the Shi family.

She stood and paced back and forth in the room, thinking that if she couldn't do it, she would call the police.

Suddenly, Mu Xinan noticed the locked drawer next to the table.

She remembered that Shi Yanchen had given her a key that could open the lock on any door in their house.

And Shi Yanchen once told her that there was a small house in the hut where he lived.

That's where his mom lived.

He said that when he wasn't happy, he would go to that room and stay there.

Mu Xinan opened the drawer and took out the key from inside.

She put on her coat, held the key in the palm of her hand, and planned to go to Shi Yanchen's house.

Go and have a look in his little room.

On the way to Shi's house, Mu Xinan had inexplicable palpitations.

She hoped that Shi Yanchen stayed there and not been hurt by someone.

Mu Xinan walked to the door of Shi's house, opened the door and went in, and walked towards the low house behind him step by step.