"Beep... beep... beep..."

Next to the bedside table, medical equipment made rhythmic sounds.

Han Lin was lying on the bed, eyes open, looking at the silver-haired man sitting in front of the bed.

She was much haggard and very thin. She was wearing a ventilator on her face and tears were streaming down her eyes silently.

"For...for...what?"

She said these three words with difficulty, her eyes filled with pain.

Six months ago, the cancer cells in her body suddenly spread at an extremely fast speed, catching everyone by surprise.

Only then did she realize how serious her illness was.

She fell.

But what really made her fall was knowing that Zhan Lianshi was dead.

It was also God's will that when Zhan Wenshu was talking to Hou Shuyu in pain, he accidentally mentioned Zhan Lian and was overheard by her who suddenly came to him.

Originally, she could live for a few more months or even longer with her own willpower, but after hearing the news, she could no longer stand up.

As of now, it's already... the end.

Lin Lian looked at the man who had become haggard in a short period of time, with a pale expression on his face: "He's not dead."

Han Lin was stunned.

The pain in her eyes suddenly stopped, and the despair on her face disappeared.

For a moment she seemed to have the courage to live.

However, soon, the bright light in her eyes dimmed.

She looked at this calm face, always gentle, non-aggressive, and non-harmful.

She has always retained her original innocence.

but……

Looking at the dead silence in these eyes, the desolation guarded day after day, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

dead...

Lian Shi is dead...

Her son is dead...

She can never make up for it in this life...

"sorry……"

Tears filled her eyes, and she struggled to say these three words. Her breath sprayed into the ventilator, giving it a hazy color.

I don't know whether I said this to Lin Lian or to the dead person.

At this moment, Lin Lian stopped making any sound.

She looked out the window, the branches growing against the cold weather had fallen leaves and withered, it was the cold time.

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Han Lin left.

After all, she failed to survive the year and passed away at the end of winter.

Everyone was very sad, except Lin Lian and Zhan Suiling who did not shed a single tear.

However, late at night when Han Lin was sent away, Lin Lian went downstairs.

She walked alone to the black piano in a corner of the living room, sat on the piano bench, and gently touched the keys with her fingers, stroking it carefully.

This night, the crescent moon hung high and the moonlight was shining.

She sat there for a long time.

…

The sun and the moon change, the sky darkens and dawns, day after day, and the four seasons continue to change, over and over again.

Suddenly, ten years have arrived.

The winter jasmine blooms wantonly, and the golden flowers flutter in the wind, sending wisps of delicate fragrance.

The cold of winter is gone, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying.

Summer is coming.

"Tuan Tuan, our little cutie, prepare your dried fish, we are going to Fengquan Town~"

Zhan Keke was carrying her red shoulder bag and took off her suitcase.

Hearing her words, Tuantuan jumped over and jumped on her suitcase in an instant: "Meow~"

Zhan Keke suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Haha, can't wait?"

"I'm telling you, I won't take you there yet and let you stay home alone."

"It just so happens that no one is watching at home, so it's appropriate for you to be at home, right?"

"Meow~"

Zhan Keke bent over and teased her, enjoying herself a lot.

At this time, the sound of a suitcase being pulled was heard from upstairs. It was neither fast nor slow. It could be heard that the person pulling the suitcase was slow and calm.

Zhan Keke immediately turned around and saw someone upstairs wearing a white shirt, maroon casual trousers, and pulling a suitcase. A man slightly shorter than her and with a very good-looking face appeared in her sight.

"Brother, I'm coming!"

She ran upstairs, quickly grabbed the suitcase from Zhan Suiling, and then lifted the suitcase down.

Going back and forth like this, although the suitcase was not heavy, it made her sweat a lot.

Zhan Keke wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked upstairs: "Brother, you still have..."

The words "Luggage?" were still in his mouth. Before he could say them, Zhan Keke stopped abruptly.

Because the people who were upstairs are now gone.

Where did it go?

Zhan Keke was confused and went upstairs again: "Brother?"

At this time, Dean's bedroom.

Lin Lian was packing his luggage.

Dean spent most of the past ten years living with them, occasionally returning to his father's house.

But will be back soon.

But this time, not anymore.

Dean's father personally called Lin Lian to thank her for taking good care of Dean over the past ten years.

It's time for Dean to go home.

And this time after the May Day holiday, he will return to his original place.

Dean is already fifteen years old. He is taller than Zhan Keke and taller than Lin Liang.

The once little shivering child has now grown into an adult.

He stood next to Lin Lian, watching Lin Lian carefully fold his clothes, pack them into categories, and then put them neatly into the suitcase.

These luggages are not taken to Fengquan Town, but are packed and will be taken away by specialized personnel.

Now that I'm gone, I don't know when we'll see each other again.

It was so quiet in the bedroom, so quiet that the sound of the forest curtain talking was tinged with emptiness.

"Dean, I won't finish packing your clothes for you. I will take some of them back and leave some here. I will come back here after the holidays."

"Home here is always open to you."

Lin Lian spoke and looked at the person standing next to him with soft eyebrows.

It seemed that just in the blink of an eye, the little boy who used to be shy in front of her was now taller than her and very good-looking.

It's like a dream, so unreal.

Dean looked at the face in front of him that had remained the same for ten years, with its soft silver hair and ever-soft eyebrows.

She gave them all her tenderness, patience, and warmth.

She is an extremely important person in his life and irreplaceable.

These blue eyes are stained with the color of rain, like rain falling from a clear sky, which makes people sad.

"Teacher Ning, can I hug you?" Dean said dumbly, tears falling silently.

Lin Lian looked at his tears, her eyelashes trembled, and tears appeared with a smile on her face.

Smile, open your arms and hug him.
To be continued...