When An Xiaonian, Uncle Ming and several doctors entered the ward together, An Zhenqing had no signs of life.

An Xiaonian looked at the person lying quietly on the bed in disbelief, his mind was blank.

The memories of the previous life were like a flood of beasts, rushing towards her fiercely, tightly shaking her heart.

She stared at An Zhenqing, who was covered with white cloth, and she didn't even know that she had blurred her vision.

She just thought that she didn't have a good talk with Lao An or told him that no matter what, she actually always regarded him as her biological father.

An Xiaonian no longer knows what the people around him are doing.

She took a step back weakly, bit her lower lip tightly, and clamped her hand that was hanging on her side into a fist.

At this moment, she was pulled into a warm embrace and leaned against her familiar and hot chest.

An Xiaonian pulled Gu Tingxiao's clothes tightly and buried her head in his chest.

Gu Tingxiao glanced at An Zhenqing, who was covered with white cloth, his eyes became darker, and he said to Uncle Ming next to him: "Please trouble you."

Uncle Ming wiped his tears sadly and looked at Gu Tingxiao's nod.

Gu Tingxiao picked up the person in his arms, stepped out of his long legs, and quickly walked out of the ward.

"Gu Tingxiao, are you too stupid? I know he is already in the late stage of gastric cancer. I should have guessed it long ago that he is for our own good."

An Xiaonian's voice was muffled, her tone was as plain as water, and she embraced his neck obediently, quietly and surprisingly quiet.

"You are not stupid, because he is too extreme. Moreover, he loves your mother deeply, so it is impossible to tell the truth easily. Perhaps this is the last thing he can do."

He might understand An Zhenqing's approach, and in order not to make the person he loved hates him, he chose another method.

But if it were him, he would definitely not have done so.

In his life, Gu Tingxiao could not let his woman be wronged, nor could he let her leave him half a step away.

Even if it was hatred, he would tie her to his side.

After hearing Gu Tingxiao's answer, An Xiaonian didn't say anything and lay quietly on him.

An Xiaonian is undoubtedly very abnormal.

Gu Tingxiao lowered his eyes and glanced at her head.

His eyes were slightly deeper and he said softly: "Xiao Guai. Don't show off in front of me."

An Xiaonian tightly pulled the collar of his chest, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, and as if he was venting pain.

Finally, he cried out.

She had no impression of Mu Yunsen. From childhood to adulthood, only Lao An could remember her.

When she was young, Lao An made her happy and gave her endless love.

Even if she always causes trouble, he will always help her clean up the mess.

He gave her fatherly love, tolerant, and a complete home.

In An Xiaonian's memory, Lao An is her father.

He accompanied her through the most innocent and innocent age, and accompanied her to grow up day by day.

But in the end, she couldn't even say goodbye to him!

Tears quickly soaked the clothes. Gu Tingxiao pursed his thin lips tightly. He stopped, stood at the end of the corridor, and looked out from the window to the distance.

His eyes were deep, and his deep eyes seemed to be suppressing something with great force, and the waves were surging.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly.

A pair of hands with distinct joints trembled slightly.

Xiaoguai...This is the last time.

The last time I could bear you crying for someone else.

You have to be good, I... can control myself.
Chapter completed!