There are not many steps up the stairs from the parking lot to the entrance to the administration building. They were a few steps away from the entrance.

Fu Huai'an's assistant took out the completed form and handed it to Fu Huai'an and Lin Nuan. All they need to do is sign it.

"I didn't bring a pen..."

Lin Nuan said with the form in one hand. Fu Huai'an's assistant immediately took one out of his suit pocket, flicked off the cap and handed it to Lin Nuan.

"Thank you..."

Lin Nuan took the pen. Seeing that the table was already crowded with people filling out the form, she walked to the wall and pressed her hand against the wall, ready to sign......

Before she could react, her phone rang.

The attentive assistant Xiaolu approached Lin Nuan and helped her fix her figure.

Lin Nuan thanked him again.

It was Lin Chen who called.

She picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Chen paused for a minute. Listening to his serious voice, Lin Nuan felt a sound in his head, and then his mind went blank......

"Nuan Nuan, Mo Shen is back..."

In the past four years, Lin Nuan has dreamed of such a scene many times - someone called her and told her the news of Mo Shen's return. However, after each brief burst of elation, there was only more despair left in her heart......

And that day, she actually received a call from real life. Her eyes were moist... But she was still surprisingly calm and silent.

"They found him at sea. He floated for a while until someone spotted him. The doctor said he wouldn't hold on any longer... He's in Ocean City Hospital now, hurry up! If you're late, you may never see him again!

Lin Nuan held the pen in his hand tightly.

"It's time for you to go..."

Lin Nuan turned around, shocked, and saw Fu Huai'an's face.

She glanced at him for a long time in his suit, his dark eyes exuding a sense of indifference and unfathomability—as if he knew everyone's heart from the inside out—with a composure that transcended all worldly things.

When he walked out of the administration building, he was standing on a high staircase with a cigarette in his mouth.

Under the golden sunlight, his expression looked solemn and cold.

He took a lighter out of his pocket, covered the flame with one hand, and lit a cigarette.

He couldn't find a word to describe how he felt at the time. In the swirling smoke, he stared into the distance, lost in thought.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He picked it up.

"Brother Fu, have you got a marriage certificate? Lu Jinnan and I booked the entire country club to ourselves. Let's go barbecue and fish today, just sit at the boring table and drink beer," Tang Zheng said in a bright tone.

"No, I didn't..." Fu Huaian shook off his cigarette.

"It's okay, let's go to the country club and wait for you two first. You get your certificate first, and then you ......"

Before Tang Zheng could finish this sentence, Lu Jinnan snatched the phone and said, "Why is it so slow?" What district are you in? Should I call their principal?

He put one hand in his pocket and bit the cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were half-open in the swirling smoke. In a calm voice, he said, "There is no need. We won't be collecting certificates anymore.

Lin Nuan hurried to the hospital. Moshen was still in the operating room.

The entrance to the hospital was crowded with reporters. Four years ago, flight T-324 disappeared along with all the passengers on board. However, unexpectedly, a passenger was miraculously found at sea by a fishing boat. This is indeed explosive news – what media outlet doesn't want to get first-hand information about the incident?

Not only that, but this passenger is also a famous and handsome celebrity in Ocean City, and the heir to Wen's cooperation.

On Lin Nuan's way to the hospital in a taxi, the radio was filled with news of his return. The driver complained that he could no longer listen to his beloved comedy.

Many of the relatives of the missing passengers rekindled their confidence after the news of Wemoshen's return. Everyone is praying for Ven Moshen to succeed so they can hear from him that their family is still alive and trapped on some nameless island in the middle of the sea.

Lin Chen was talking to the doctor outside the operating room. Lin Chen and Wen Moshen's old classmates, surnamed Song. Lin Nuan had seen him before.

Wen Moshen's parents and younger brother Wen Moshi huddled around Dr. Song, listening to him describe his condition.

Doctor Song muttered something to himself, causing Wen Moshen's mother's body to tilt to the side as if she had lost her sense of gravity—but fortunately, her husband immediately grabbed the ground hard and helped her up.

The cruelest thing in the world can be something like this – when you are finally close to healing the pain in your heart after the loss of a loved one, and suddenly they come back to rekindle the hope in your heart, only to experience the same extreme disappointment and pain again.

Lin Nuan stood at the elevator door, his fists clenched, not daring to give in.

The elevator doors open again.

"Please give way..."

Lin Nuan was knocked to the side. She tiptoed over and grabbed her purse.

Lin Chen stared at Lin Nuan who was standing at the elevator door. There was a deep look of unease in his eyes. His expression softened a little, said a word to Doctor Song, and then walked towards Lin Nuan.

Lin Nuan tried not to show the waves of pain in her heart, but her watery eyes betrayed her.

"Now that you're here... Why don't you go in and meet him?

Sniffing his nose, Lin Nuan raised his head, staring at the tall and slender Lin Che with clear eyes.

Lin Chen knew very well Lin Nuan's feelings for Wen Moshen.

"What did Dr. Song say?"

The lights above the operating room went out and the door opened.

Lin Chen turned around and saw Wen Moshen being pushed outside. Dr. Song asked a colleague about Wen Moshen's condition.

The chief surgeon who operated on Wen Moshen said: "The patient's will to survive is very strong......

Needless to say, for a man who miraculously came back after four years of vanishing.

Wen Moshen's brother, Wen Moshi, entered the office with the chief surgeon.

When she saw Wen Moshen's parents again after so many years, she found that they were a lot older.

After the disappearance of the airline, they were very distressed by the loss of such a great son.

Wen Moshen was still unconscious in the ward. Looking at Wen Moshen's closed eyes, the pain in Lin Nuan's heart was unbearable.

She imagined countless scenes of how Winmoshen would return—except for that one.

"The doctor said everything should be fine. If my brother can wake up in three days, he should be fine," Winmoshen told his parents.

"Those medical crisis notices just now poured down like rain – it must have been his exuberance. Once he wakes up, we need to rearrange it for him," said Winmoshen's mother, who stared at her son through the glass.

Lin Nuan looked at Wen Mo's haggard face. A full four years felt like an eternally long time. The heaviness of her heart made it difficult for her to breathe.

Lin Chen still has something to deal with. He received one call after another from the office.

"Lin Chen, Lin Nuan... Thank you both for coming to see Moshen. Wen Moshen's father still maintained an elegant elegance and thanked them, "Xiao Song, thank you for coming into the operating room to inquire about Mo Shen's situation. He will be glad to know about it when he wakes up. It's getting late, you take care of your own business, I'll call you when he wakes up.

Lin Chen nodded and turned to Lin Nuan. "It's half past four, I'll take you to the radio station......"

Lin Nuan's program starts at six o'clock.