[ABO] is falling into the arms

The ship sailed under dark clouds for an unknown number of days, and the pheromone fusion agent in Yan Jinxiao's bag came to Europe amidst the bumps.

The snow in France melted in spring, and Cheng Liangyu was lying on the hospital bed, not surprised to see her son enter the door.

"Yan is outside tonight?" Cheng Liangyu's voice was weak.

Cheng Qin didn't answer, and saw his father's old face was emaciated, and there were several needle tapes on his hands. It was obvious that he had only seen his father for two months last time, and when he saw him again, the old man seemed to be a few years older.

"If I were with him, you would object."

"How come, I won't object, I won't object when I die." Cheng Liangyu stared at him mercilessly: "You can be with him when I die..."

Cheng Qin shrugged and remained silent for a while, before he finally decided to ask him: "I saw You, what he said is true..."

"What did he say? He said he has always loved your third uncle? I destroyed them and separated them forever? I have already guessed things like that."

"So it's true..."

"Of course he wants to say that, in order to cover up his treacherous image of a heartless man...you are confused by his few words, and you think that there is really an unswerving love in this world! Even if there is, it can't be between you and Yan Jinxiao Existence... Cough! Cough cough..." His excited tone and the impatient speed of his speech made him cough violently.

Cheng Qin lowered his head and looked out the window, and saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair, and a young woman sitting on a stone chair in front of him... They were probably a father and daughter, but they were more likely a couple. The colors are completely different.

The young woman's blond hair was illuminated, and her fair, glowing skin, while the man's snow-white hair had only a few surviving black strands.

"Why must there not be? Didn't the scriptures say that love doesn't care about age?" Looking at the woman with her legs crossed, she painted her eyebrows.Cheng Qin didn't know who he was asking this question about.

Cheng Liangyu froze for a moment and laughed: "My innocent son..."

"Maybe you can still live for 30 or 40 years, but can you continue to be young for 30 or 40 years? I have lived to be 70 years old, and I know when people start to grow old..." Cheng Liangyu's voice was weak and stubborn Take a breath, take a breath: "When I was in my 40s, I thought my body could be like 30 or 20 years old, but in the past [-] years, my body melted like a candle... my skin is like dried tofu, Wrinkled every day. Didn’t you see it when you came to visit the prison, my white hair is growing exponentially every day...wrinkles are crazy to occupy my face..."

Cheng Qin slowly exhaled a foul breath from his lungs and closed his eyes: "Stop talking..."

"How can I not say it... because I am discouraging my son from taking the wrong path... How old is Yan Jinxiao this year? 20 years old? In another 20 years, he will only be 40 years old? At that time he looked at this An old man covered with senile plaques and shrunken, can he get excited?"

Cheng Qin watched the young woman get up and make a phone call, then left without looking back.

The nurse pushed the old man into the room, and the old man looked back at the figure of the woman.Cheng Qin recognized him instantly, he was an old acquaintance in the mall.

Seeing that he was looking out the window, Cheng Liangyu also glanced at him and squinted his eyes: "Don't you know him, that Japanese real estate tycoon, he became half paralyzed a few months ago and sat in a wheelchair all day long, if not For the sake of inheritance, this woman won't even set foot on the threshold of a hospital... Poor guy."

"Isn't it great even for ten years? Isn't it great to be happy for ten years?" Cheng Qin still didn't give up.

Cheng Liangyu couldn't believe it: "Ten years later, you will be despised and then abandoned. This is the happiness you want? Maybe not even ten years... You will be on the cusp of the storm, under the halo of Yan Jinxiao, to bear the eyes of the outside world, Are you sure that's called happiness?"

Cheng Qin's fingers suddenly clenched into fists, and his tone was impatient: "You are really long-winded, are you sure you are a person with cancer?"

Cheng Liangyu's face paled with anger, panting: "Unfilial son! Unfilial son, call that kid named Yan! Come in!"

Cheng Qin said coldly, "What can you say to him?"

"A person I've never met wants to take my son away. Can't I talk to him?"

Cheng Qin turned around and went outside, and stopped at the door: "You can talk, but you are not allowed to hurt him a little."

Cheng Liangyu stared at him angrily: "The unfilial son with his elbows out...cough cough...if you don't look at me, I'm going to die..."

Many years later, Cheng Qin recalled that if he could choose, he would not have let Yan Jinnight in when he died.

Less than 3 minutes after Yan Jinxiao entered the door, Cheng Liangyu's bedside emergency bell rang like crazy.

A sharp voice cut through the space in the corridor, Cheng Qin rushed into the ward, saw his father fell to the ground, and had passed out, Yan Jinxiao stood there, looking indifferently at the people on the ground.

The hurried voices of doctors and nurses came from my ears: "The patient has stopped breathing, please send him to the operating room!"

Someone pushed him away, and people in white coats ran out one by one.In Cheng Qin's eyes, the world seemed to be black and white for a moment. This scene was a bit unreal, as if everything was bubbling in the water.

Cheng Qin froze for a long while before following him outside the operating room.

Yan Jinxiao walked in front of him, Cheng Qin raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were loose: "Why?"

Yan Jinxiao hugged him distressedly: "Don't be like this, Uncle Cheng...I'm sorry..."

Cheng Qin was most afraid that he would say sorry, so he held his arm tightly: "Don't say sorry! What do you mean by sorry!? Will he die?"

Seeing Uncle Cheng's tears rolling in his eyes tonight, Yan Jinyan's heart ached to the extreme, but he was powerless to say words of comfort.

"You are Yan Jinxiao, you have great abilities, how could you...don't know?"

Cheng Qin wiped away tears with the back of his hand, leaned his elbow on his knee, and buried his face in his palm.

He had never seen Uncle Cheng in such a state of despair, and Yan Jinxiao, who had always been smart, was also confused now. Could it be that Cheng Liangyu was really willing to threaten him with death just to stop him and Uncle Cheng?

I don't know how much time has passed, the time of suffering like hellfire, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

Cheng Qin stood up and looked at the doctor. The doctor apologized: "I'm sorry, we have been resuscitating for three hours, but Mr. Cheng still hasn't woken up."

The white cloth covering the old man's body was pushed out. Cheng Qin lifted the white cloth and saw his father's face after his death.

"No... No, no..." Cheng Qin muttered to himself.

He suspected that this was all a trap, the old man had a lot of reasons to teach him a lesson, how could he die the next moment?