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"Why tomorrow? I want to see Dad now. " Lin Huan Yan faintly felt that something was not normal. She reached for the document in his hand, but he held it in his hand.

The abnormality of the pastoral hymn confirmed Lin Huanyan's idea, but it was What's the matter with dad!

However, just when she wanted to ask the warden, she saw someone pushing a body covered with white gauze and putting it in front of them. In an instant, as if she had lost her soul, she stood still and stared at the white cloth.

"Happy face..." The shepherd's chant panicked and watched the woman approach the cold place calmly.

The white cloth, covering the body's face, could not see who it was. Lin Huanyan wanted to reach out, but found that her hand was shaking.

"Don't look, girl Don't look. " He stopped her and held her in his arms. Women's eyes have never left that white, no It won't be like this. She opened his arms, but did not know when her eyes had filled with tears. When the finger touched the cloth, it was a cold wave that rushed from the bottom of her foot to her heart.

Then, slowly, gently, a little bit to open it.

The familiar face appeared in her eyes and her mind.

Who is the man lying? At this moment, Lin Huan Yan no longer knew each other. He's not, he's not Her father, in her impression, was so tall and powerful, but now the man lying here, without any breath, the thin face, clearly so familiar, but so strange, strange to terrible.

"Dad..." Between the lips and teeth, this low voice, so long lost, but let people listen to that sad. Tears, along the drop in the white cloth.

Touch the cold face, so close, she could not feel the existence of any father.

"Dad, I've come to take you home..." She was crying, but she was laughing.

"Don't make any noise, get up quickly Mom is still waiting for us, Dad... " Gradually, there was a rush in her words. The pastoral love her, helpless and painful, as if to devour her.

"Smile, smile..." He leaned over and hugged her, but he could feel the shivering body, shaking all the time.

"Mom prepared your favorite soup. It's dad's favorite."

"Smile." The pain in Mu Shengge's eyes, looking at women like this, he looks like a knife cut. Hold her tight and keep her away from the cold body. The next moment, she is in his arms, can no longer restrain, cry out.

"No Dad, he won't die. He promised me Promised to accompany me for life! It's not him, it's not him... " Shaking her head and snuggling in the arms of the pastoral hymn, she cried, but forgot the pain. As if, all my strength is gone. At this moment, she really can't hold on.

Head, completely empty. She just wants to close her eyes and never wake up again.

The shepherd's chant looked at Lin Huan Yan, who was silent on the sickbed and had not moved his eyes.

Yesterday in prison, she fainted and woke up after being sent to the hospital, but up to now, she has not said a word, nor cried any more. Instead, she is quiet and terrible.

The cause of Lin Zhenglong's death is very simple Fear of crime and commit suicide.

He confessed, but knew that the end of the crime was to be shot, so he chose to commit suicide.

All sounds reasonable, but how many people know the truth?

When a person dies, it is equivalent to sealing his mouth. The truth disappears from then on.

"Cheer up, for the sake of your children."

Believe now, only the child in the abdomen is her only support point. How lucky, it's coming.

The woman's quiet eyes look at the flat abdomen. She has nothing now. She can't let the child go any more.

"I believe your father will guard you."

Although the words of pastoral hymn are consolation, Lin Huanyan knows that she can't fall now. She has a mother to look after, and this child.

"Is Dad's body still in prison?" For a long time, she finally spoke.

The jawbone of the pastoral hymn requires the signature of the immediate family member to take away the body.

"Song, can you help me find a quiet cemetery in England?" She looked up at him, her eyes rippling. She can't let her mother know about it. At least, she can't say it until she has given up the drug.

She can't take her father with her and take him back to the Lin family. You can only leave him here, Dad. Do you blame me? Blame me for leaving you in this cold place, blame me for not being able to take you home.

But I promise you, when I get back all that belongs to us. Will come to pick you up and come back to Lin's house and your place.

Soon, the pastoral hymn was entrusted to find a quiet place in the cemetery in the suburb. Together with Lin Huanyan, Lin Zhenglong was cremated and his ashes were put into the tomb.

Lin Huanyan a black suit, standing in front of the tomb, pale. The pastoral chant behind her always accompanies her, for fear that she will fall down.

This funeral, only two people, cold and cruel.The father on the tombstone, with a stern smile, was a light kind man. In fact, from small to large, she knew that although her father was strict with her, he loved no less than anyone.

When she was a child, no matter how many disasters she caused, he was her most solid Houtun. Although scolded many, but every time after falling asleep, he would come to the room to see her, cover her well before leaving.

She was afraid of him, but every time she saw him with a little approval, she couldn't help but want to lean on his shoulder.

Take him as the most solid harbor and the warmest shoulder.

But now, Lin Huanyan has to learn to be strong and to bear alone. It is no longer the money of willful and willful before, but the ordinary people who shoulder a lot of responsibilities.

Fang Xu's footsteps were a little hurried. He entered the office without knocking. Unfortunately, he met Qin LAN and Lin Yubei.

"Madame." Fang Xu changed his face and was calm.

Qin LAN saw that Gu Yanchen had something to deal with, so she had to hold Lin Yubei's hand and said:

"then, as just said, she was engaged at the end of this month."

Lin Yubei's face was happy, pretending to be embarrassed to look down. Gu Yanchen, however, started to laugh, but only Fang Xu knew that it was cold and gloomy.

"I'll go back home for dinner tonight, and Yubei and I will wait for you at home."

Qin LAN is more and more satisfied. Now her son is not only willing to marry her favorite daughter-in-law, but also willing to come home to eat with her mother. After getting married, I'm afraid I'll see you every day.

All this is due to Lin Yubei. It seems that her son likes her, although he doesn't talk about it, but he does.

In this way, she was relieved.

After the two women left, Fang Xu took a deep breath.

"How is it?"

Fang Xu hands the box up and puts it in front of the man.

"This is a newly developed medicine. It should work well."

Seeing the president's silence, Fang Xu hesitated for a moment, and hung his head and said:

"my wife is now in England, in a bad situation, but the pastoral song has been with her."

Men's deep eyes, more and more dark.

"Auntie, can I really marry into the family?" Lin Yubei pretends to be in a dilemma and whispers: "I don't think Yan Chen loves me."

Qin LAN smiled and held the woman's hand.

"When you get married, there's plenty of time to cultivate feelings. Besides, I think he's interested in you, or he won't agree to be engaged. "

"But wouldn't it be better if there was a way to keep his heart tied?" Lin Yubei meant something, but pretended not to. She didn't get close to him, but he looked cold every time, as if he would never touch her.

Qin Lan was stunned, then thought of a method, and whispered in Lin Yubei's ear.

"So Is it really good? "

"Anyway, sooner or later, you will be the daughter-in-law of your family. I think you can."

Lin Yubei's face is crimson. Qin LAN just said that she wanted the plot. If she became his woman, it would be more than a guarantee to marry her.

"But..."

"No, but even if he knew later, it was my idea. He would not blame my mother." Qin Lan was afraid that there was the woman in her son's heart, so If he had that relationship with Lin Yubei, he would be more at ease.

Lin Yubei raised a sly smile at the bottom of her eyes. Tonight, she must get him. What's wrong with the mean method? It's her in the end anyway.

A dinner, very quiet.

"Yubei is Lin's director now. She has to clean up a lot of mess. Yanchen, you should help her."

Qin Lan said, looking at the man without a sound.

Lin Yubei bit her lips slightly and said with a smile:

"Auntie, I don't want to give him any trouble."

"You are a sensible man. Which is like Lin Huanyan before... " Qin LAN stopped talking about that name. Half of it was a slip of the tongue. Half of it was to see his son's reaction. As a result, there was no change in the cool look of the man, as she wished.

At this time, the servant brought the soup just boiled. Qin LAN glanced at the soup and filled a bowl for her son himself, with an unnatural smile.

Gu Yanchen swept the bowl of soup coldly. His indifferent look changed to a smirk, and his thin lips curved.

"Yanchen, try it. It's the soup I made for you. I haven't had it for years! " Qin Lan said, gesturing to Lin Yubei. Lin Yubei immediately understood and said with a smile:

"it smells good. My aunt must be good at cooking."

Nice, isn't it Gu Yanchen squints at Lin Yubei's flattering smile, which makes her somewhat unnatural. One is that he has never stared at himself like this for more than three seconds. The other is that she seems to feel the coldness at the bottom of his eyes.

Then, the man took back his eyes, and under her gaze, he drank the soup little by little.

Lin Yubei's eyes and eyebrows were full of happiness. He drank it. He did.

"Not bad." These four words are neither warm nor hot.When Lin Yubei secretly rejoiced, the man's deep and dumb voice came to her ear

"Since you think mother's cooking is good, drink more and don't waste her mind."

When the bowl full of soup was handed to Lin Yubei, she was stunned. Qin LAN, however, was slightly embarrassed when he heard his son's last words, as if he knew something wrong with the soup.

"Don't you drink?"

He chuckled and asked, but Lin Yubei's face was shocked. He could not see Ni Duan. He just drank the soup. Seeing this, Qin LAN immediately said:

"it's not early. You'll stay at home tonight. Or accompany me, a lonely man. "

Lin Yubei didn't speak, just nodded.