Through the night, I didn't see it clearly.

But Gu Yu knows that the men and women standing there are Zuo'an and Xu Qianli. At this time, they each carry a cup of coffee and smile at each other from time to time.

Warm to have a kind of time quiet good illusion.

Gu Yu's hand was holding the steering wheel, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. The blue veins on the back of his hand were floating up. His mood was so high that he coughed violently again.

He coughed for a long time, and just as he was relieved, he felt a fishy smell coming from his throat.

Gu Yu swallowed his saliva and forced him down. He leaned back on the chair and took a few deep breaths before recovering Xu Qingming.

After a short rest and a complete recovery, he picked up a bottle of mineral water in the car. His fingers trembled slightly. After unscrewing the lid twice, he lifted his head and drank a few mouthfuls.

After that, he put down the mineral water, restarted the car and left quietly.

An hour later, he came to the hospital.

Gu Yu pushes open the door of the ward and walks in slowly. However, she still wakes up. She rubs her blurred eyes and says, "who?"

"It's me." The man's voice is slightly low, slightly depressed.

"Young master Why do you come so late? " Mrs. Lin stood up and said with great consideration, "then you can talk to the old man. I'll go out and wash my face."

"Good."

Mrs. Lin walked out of the ward and gently closed the door.

Gu Yu goes to the hospital bed and sits in the chair that Xu used to sit in. He gently grasps Gu's hand. He feels that the hands are not warm and even thinner.

Even if there are medical equipment hanging life, but Gu's body and other functions are degenerating, and his body muscles are gradually withering. After all, he is old. If other vegetative people are still young, they may still be able to endure, but he I'm old.

No one can say, maybe one day, he will be announced, never wake up.

Gu Yu's grip is very light, as light as he is afraid. If you exert a little force, it will hurt Gu, even if he can't feel any pain.

He didn't say anything. He just sat in silence. For a long time, he put Gu's hand on his face, and his Adam's apple rolled several times. His voice was hoarse, "Grandpa, the last step."

"Open your eyes and look at me."

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after the coffee, the two turned back from the terrace to the hall.

The painting and calligraphy are still hanging on the wall of the hall. Xu had been curious about this before and asked, "boss, did you write this painting and calligraphy?"

Zuo an's eyes also fell on it. Looking at the inscription, he shook his head, "it's not me, it's My father. "

Father?

Previously, I only heard him mention his mother, and the first time I heard him mention his father.

As he said before, if he is related to Zuo Si by blood, then his father is now the owner of the left family and the president of Zuo's group!

The characters on this painting are vigorous and powerful, and the writing style is magnificent. If the words are pushed by the words

"Looking at this word, your father should be very magnanimous..."

Words did not finish, left an suddenly interrupted her, "the future, time is not early, I should go."

Pause for a moment, his eyebrows dyed with a touch of tenderness, "tonight with you, every moment, I am very happy."