When I sent her to the hospital, I found an acquaintance at the hospital and retrieved her medical records, and here they are, what you have in your hand."

but……

He took out his hand from his pocket and made a gesture of expecting a hug.

…

Lin Yue paused for a moment, but quickly moved on.

I don’t know what he was thinking when he saw the note he left. Angry? Disappointed? Sad? Or indifferent?

I wonder if he will think of me in his spare time at work, be distracted by me, and be in a trance because of me...

October.

Qiu Yan stepped forward on the cobblestones and listened quietly to the singer's slightly hoarse voice.

This is the most vibrant neighborhood in Dublin, with museums, galleries and theaters of all sizes, so it is naturally popular with art lovers.

The temperature difference between morning and evening and noon forces people to wear single clothes at noon and put on fleece coats in the evening. Some people wear scarves around their necks. Of course, in this country, its function is not only to keep out the cold, but also to convey beauty.

"For what? You should have thought of the answer to this question, but you just don't want to admit it."

and the distance causes only silence.

I think of you smiling.

A little girl wearing a yellow princess dress, with soft skin and exquisite dress took the 5 pounds from her mother's hand, walked up to the singer, and put it into her guitar bag.

"Yes, she always suffers from hypoglycemia, so I advised her to carry some of this in her pocket. I remember she asked me why I didn't carry chocolate, saying it was more nutritious than toffee, and I said you were used to it. When I was a child, I

I cried when I was bullied. You thought I was upset when I talked too much, and when you asked me to help deceive Aunt Yulian, you would use this to gag me. Oh, by the way, I remember Qiu Yan said that American universities are 12

We have winter vacation at the beginning of the month, will she come back then?"

Qiu Yingjie took it and put it to his ear, and spoke a few words in English to the man opposite. When he hung up the phone, his face was so heavy that he could squeeze out water.

to satisfy you.

Lin Yue took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and handed it over: "Don't believe it? This is her tutor's phone number. Ask yourself."

Seeing Qiu Yingjie's face full of frustration and paralyzed on the ground as if all his strength had been taken away, Lin Yue curled his lips and turned around to leave.

"..."

"Brain cancer."

since I have seen you.

Are you really here.

…

Are you really here.

"She...which hospital is she in? Can you take me to see her?"

Warmer than the midday sun in Dublin.

From concealing her illness to setting up call forwarding on her mobile phone and only using email to communicate, Qiu Yingjie knew that she had made up her mind not to come back. It was impossible for her and Zhang Xue alone to find her daughter who had been traveling around since college.

As the general manager of Shuangwu Group, Lin Yue needs money, power, and connections. If he wants to find Qiu Yan as soon as possible, he must rely on him.

"There will be more and more vehicles on the road in the future, and I won't trust you like this."

"Are you worried about me?"

"You are doing it for her good, but what is the final result? Is she cured?"

Lin Yue continued: "Before Yang Tianci died, he asked Yang Xue to swear not to marry me in this life. What did you say? You said he was harming his own daughter, but you didn't expect that ten years later you would become another person.

Yang Tianci, Qiu Yingjie, I am really disappointed in you."

or am I dreaming.

When I get really lonely.

In other words, she has been disappointed in her family and has no love left.

In the Temple Bar area, if you can ignore the noisy human voices and the ringing of bells from time to time, then the sound of the flowing River Liffey will bring a sense of tranquility amidst the bustle to tourists in this Irish-style neighborhood.

"You said she often gets dizzy because of this." Lin Yue sighed: "I came to pick you up today just to tell you about this. She went to Stanford Business School to study as an excuse to avoid me."

She didn't know if it would snow in Dublin in winter, so she thought she would spend the last winter of her life here and answer this question with her own experience.

And always fool me.

When she was writing about her trip to Dublin on her blog, Lin Yue left this paragraph in the message area.

"You...you wait..."

So warm.

At the entrance of the alley between two clothing stores, a man wearing a black jacket and jeans with a curly palm-colored beard hung a broken guitar on his shoulder that looked old, playing and singing.

The song he wrote himself comes from the West. The light blown by the wind shines on his side face, adding some unique evening sadness to his rough appearance. Some people call it British style.

After revisiting her old place and feeling the cultural atmosphere of this city again, she found that her desire to settle here in the future became even stronger.

Chen Tingting smiled when she thought about her childhood. She touched the pocket of her coat and took out a piece of White Rabbit toffee.

"You told him to stay away from me. Well, she did it, and she did it very thoroughly. She stayed quietly in a place she liked and waited for the end to come. She didn't have to implicate me or you. Who forced her to do this?

One step?" Lin Yue grabbed Qiu Yingjie's collar and glared at the man who had righteously scolded Chen Jianghe for selling fake goods: "Why did you and Zhang Xue divorce back then? One wanted to study abroad, and the other wanted to work.

Regardless of your family, as a father and mother, have you ever considered her feelings? Now that she likes someone she shouldn't like, you find it unacceptable and can't keep it on your face, so you use the authority of your elders to order her to give up and ask her to give up.

She takes care of your thoughts, Qiu Yingjie, you are really a selfish person. If I had known that you would become like this ten years later, I should have let you fend for yourself back then, so that Qiu Yan would not fall in love with me in the future.

There is no need for her to be world-weary because of all the obstacles."

Chen Tingting didn't know about Qiu Yan yet and thought she was studying at Stanford Business School.

On the road leading from the Commodity City to Chenjiacun, Chen Tingting was walking slowly in a cashmere coat, with a milky white Chanel handbag swaying gently by her calf. She wanted to go as slowly as possible and make the road longer, because she was accompanied by someone beside her.

This person is Mr. Lin who pushes the bicycle.

Just as she was looking for the source of the sound, Lin Yue took out a blue Motorola mobile phone from his pocket, which was the source of the ringtone.

I can’t tell dreams from truth.

"you……"

But I want you.

"who is it?"

…

Words fall through me.

When you know I really try.

Chen Tingting paused, her eyes shining with relief and surprise.

"You are wrong. This is not Qiu Yan's cell phone. She turned on call forwarding. This is the cell phone of her college classmate. So you should know why she doesn't answer every call."

Qiu Yan's eyes turned red and he rushed out desperately, throwing himself into the arms he had been thinking about for a long time.

All the more for that.

satisfy me.

She wanted to curse Qiu Yan to death, but when the word "death" came to her lips, she swallowed it alive.

for you're everything to me.

Qiu Yingjie was asked again.

"If I find her, I will notify you."

She was stunned by the bad news.

“Does it snow in Dublin in winter?”

He was still there, his mouth was smiling, his eyebrows were smiling, and his whole body was illuminated with a warm color.

"Half a month, half a month ago she sent us an email, saying that she was very good and that her tutor and classmates took good care of her." Qiu Yingjie hid something, that is, after discovering his daughter's thoughts and ordering her to stay away from Lin Yue,

The relationship between Qiu Yan and his family became awkward... or tense. He usually didn't call home. When he called her, he would either text her back and say he was in class, or send Zhang Xue a photo and briefly introduce his current situation.

, even the required questions about caring about my younger brother’s studies are omitted.

After saying this, he opened the door and got in. The Chevrolet SUV turned on the ground and drove east.

"I...I..." Qiu Yingjie was speechless by what he said, and it took him a while to find a reason to excuse himself.

Hearing this, Chen Tingting breathed a sigh of relief, nodded her head and said, "That's good."

"Actually... there is another thing, which is the matter between Qiu Yan and me. I think... it is necessary to tell you."

"You and Qiu Yan? What's going on?"

Lin Yue stopped, looked into her eyes and said something.
Chapter completed!