Song Menghua in the ward was asleep.

Song Qingchun withdrew the pillow behind him, laid his body flat, covered the quilt, sat on the chair where Su Zhinian had just sat, stared at Song Menghua and started to stay.

-

When Qin Yinan picked up his mobile phone and looked at WeChat in the afternoon, he posted a recent update by Tang Nuan in the circle of friends.

"I am getting engaged."

There are only five characters, and the following is a picture.

Tang Nuan in the picture, holding a large bouquet of white roses, a smile on his face, and a diamond ring on his finger, sparkling.

Even if he knew that he loved the wrong person, he was the one who had treated him wholeheartedly. When Qin Yinan saw the news, the whole person was still in a trance.

Qin south of Qin left work at 7:30, did not return home, drove directly to the People's Hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was already nine o'clock. I had already passed the dinner point of the hospital. Many patients had already rested after hanging their needles. The whole corridor looked very quiet.

The door of Song Menghua's ward was half open, and Qin Yinan had just stepped inside. Before he even yelled, he heard Song Menghua's weak voice and Song Qingwen's small sobs.

"Youth, it’s impossible for Dad to stay with you forever. Dad knows his body best. Even if Dad is better this time, it won’t be long before there will be another..."

"... Sooner or later, Dad will be away, so, really that day, don't be too sad, people, sooner or later you are going to die..."

"dad……"

"Dad knows that you are afraid, and your father is also afraid. When Dad is afraid that Dad is gone, you will be left alone in this world, so Dad dare not go..."

"... Dad thought, if I can stay with you for as long as I can, I will think about it now. The time is really fast. In the blink of an eye, you are so big..."

"Dad has lived his entire life. Until now, the only thing I can rest assured is you. Dad thought, watching you find a good support, get married, have children, and have a family of your own... if you don’t take care of you, Dad will be If you are dead, if you are here, Dad will not worry about it... He will always take care of Dad for you... Alas, it is a pity that he couldn’t think so, so he jumped upstairs..."

Song Qingchun seemed to have been aggrieved, and suddenly burst into tears.

Qin Yinan swallowed a spit, did not go inside, but withdrew from the ward and quietly took the door that he did not close when he came.

He leaned against the wall of the corridor, and he could still hear Song Qingchun's intermittent crying from the ward behind him.

He didn't know how, so he remembered what Song Menghua had talked to him the night he sent Song Qingchun home.

Song Menghua was very angry at first, but everything fell to the ground without hitting him.

In the end, he invited him to sit down, even handed him a cup of tea, and told him a lot about Song Qingchun's childhood.

Some are known by him, some are unknown by him.

He also told him what Song Qingchun likes to eat, hates to eat, likes to use, what he is most afraid of, and least wants to do.

At the end of the talk, Song Menghua's tone softened, a bit like begging him.

Ask him to treat Song Qingchun well, and don't let Song Qingchun be wronged.

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