Leng Yuntian waited in the hospital all afternoon, but Leng Dacheng didn't wake up yet.

His entire body was on the verge of exploding, like a dynamite barrel that would spontaneously ignite without being ignited.

The people around me are always ready to sacrifice themselves for this, even the dean is no exception.

"When will he wake up? Or will he keep doing this like a living dead?" Unable to bear it anymore, Leng Yuntian suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

"She should be waking up soon, but I don't know if there will be any sequelae!" The dean thought for a while and gave a more reasonable answer.

"Sequelae?"

Leng Yuntian repeated it, the scene in front of him was a little blurry, hehe, he hoped that he would have any sequelae.

"It's hard to explain this. For example, someone will lose their memory..."

He listed several examples. As his voice deepened, the expression on Leng Yuntian's face was extremely ugly!

There were footsteps coming from behind, and they all turned around and looked at the person behind them.

Leng Yuntian suddenly took a few steps, grabbed the person's collar, and pushed him against the wall.

"What were you doing before? Are you here now?"

Looking at the unshaven look on Leng Yunhao's face, he looked extremely embarrassed. The anger in Leng Yuntian's heart was burning in all directions, burning towards Leng Yunhao. Not only himself, but also the people around him were unlucky.

"Haha, doesn't it mean that I have a big brother who can do all decathlon? Do you want me to be useful?"

He focused his eyes on the dean not far away, and his eyes flashed.

"It should be this ward, right?"

He staggered towards this side, still smelling of hangover, which made him nauseous.

Leng Yuntian was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched. It seemed that he had been like this ever since he took away Yan Ranran.

"Do you want to be like this for the rest of your life?" Leng Yuntian said behind him.

This floor of the hospital has been cleared by him, and he is not worried at all that these words will be spread out.

As for the dean standing next to him, he had already ignored him. There was no need for him to be nervous.

"Isn't this bad?"

The property under Yan Ranran's name had been secretly transferred to his name long ago, and it was precisely because of this that he had reason to live a life of intoxication and dreams.

"You know better than anyone else how much your mother has paid for you!" Leng Yuntian's voice was deep, sharp, and harsh.

Leng Yunhao turned his head in surprise, then laughed wildly——

"Shouldn't you hate her more? Oh, by the way, you won't tell me that you have a broad mind and then you can forgive her, right?"

There was sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes, as if he were epileptic, which made people tremble with fear.

"But can you deny that she is a good mother to you?" Leng Yuntian lowered his head, his eyes hidden in the shadows.

Leng Yunhao's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Leng Yuntian took two steps forward and answered the question incorrectly.

"Luo Ronghua is dead!"

These five words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, or like thunder outside in the clear sky during the day, making Leng Yunhao feel a little dazed and in disbelief.

"What did you say?" His voice was so high that he thought he was still dreaming.

"You heard that right! First Liang Ronghua died, and then something like this happened to him, what do you think?" Leng Yuntian took two more steps forward, pointing at Leng Dacheng who was lying on the bed, with complicated eyes.

On my younger brother in front of me.

"I know!" Leng Yunhao's heavy eyes looked through the window at Leng Da, who could no longer recognize the real person inside.

His teeth collided and he bit hard. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing Leng Yuntian's body.

"I'll take care of this matter!" He strode out with a vigorous and resolute look, completely unlike the lifeless and powerless person he was just now.

"I've done what I can do!"

Leng Yuntian looked at Leng Chengda in the ward and curled his lips.

"I want to go in!"

Although this is a sterile room, it is still very casual to enter personally, especially since he is the major shareholder of the hospital. How dare the director be negligent?

"Please come this way!"

Leng Yuntian looked sideways at the person in the hospital bed, sat down on the chair next to him, and observed at leisure, then waved his hand to the dean, asking him to go out first.

He wanted to stay alone with Leng Da for a while.

The only sound in the room was the sound of machines not turning, and even the sound of people breathing could be heard.

"Yan Ranran is crazy!"

He whispered.

"My mother is dead too!"

"But you're still lying here!"

He glanced again at Leng Da, who was motionless. His voice was cold and without warmth.

"Originally, you, the culprit, should have paid the price!"

The eyes of the person on the bed moved slightly, and Leng Yuntian continued to say, "Just because of you, you have caused the tragedy of so many people! Do you think you should die?"

The last few words, with threatening power, swept towards Leng Da, and the man on the bed was trembling violently.

He clenched his hands, but still didn't wake up.

Even though his eyes kept shaking.

"You still have a son! If you can really let go, go and die!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any emotion, but when he was moving, he heard someone's subtle voice behind him.

"Clouds... sky..."

He turned around and his eyes fell on this man without any emotion.

"don't want!"

Leng Da shook his hand, but saw Leng Yuntian sneer, turn around and leave. The cold and biting expression on his face was shocking.

Leng Da was lying on the bed, thinking about what Leng Yuntian had just said, and he started to twitch. Tears kept sliding down his cheeks and disappeared into his hair.

His whole body seemed to have aged by more than ten years. Although it was not as old as white hair, the age was still visible to the naked eye.

When Leng Yuntian drove to Liang Yirou's place, it was already getting dark.

"Yirou, are you okay? I brought you some food, why don't you eat some first?" Leng Yuntian saw Liang Yirou coming to open the door. He looked up and down for a while and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Liang Yirou raised her lips and smiled faintly, with a sense of alienation and estrangement.

"No, I just ate!"

She shook her head, the wind curtain rolled up, and the night was filled with sadness and desolation.

Leng Yuntian's footsteps paused, and the wind blew over the top of his hair, causing the slightly longer hair to sway constantly.

The two people were relatively speechless, as if they couldn't even bear to see the wind. The wind gradually became stronger and the bright moonlight was blocked by dark clouds.

The whole earth was really dark, except for the flickering lights of thousands of houses on the ground.

The temperature was humid and dull, as if the world was about to collapse.

"I want something from someone..."

Leng Yuntian was silent for a long time, and then found another topic, "It's not good for you to bring dad here. As the saying goes, people must be buried in their graves. Don't you want to feel uneasy after he leaves?"

Liang Yirou interrupted him ungratefully.

Leng Yuntian's expression changed, he held Liang Yirou's shoulders with both hands, and said solemnly, "Yirou, he has passed away!"

Liang Yirou's cold eyes were focused on him. Just as a gust of wind blew, the long string of wind chimes hanging outside the door swayed gently with the rhythm of the wind. The crisp sound was like a beautiful scenery, between the two of them.

A gentle note is added in between.

At night, the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day faded away and became silent, just like the way the two of them got along.

"Let me go in and sit for a while, okay?" Leng Yuntian took a step back and looked into the room, extremely concerned about the situation inside.

Liang Yirou silently gave up her seat and let Leng Yuntian in. His eyes were lowered, as if he glanced at his back unintentionally.

He seemed to be two completely different people from the high-spirited person he used to be. I was surprised and a little funny. The two people who had talked about everything before suddenly seemed to have no idea how to get along with each other.

After looking at each other, Leng Yuntian finally spoke first.

"What are your plans next?"

Liang Yirou lowered her head and smiled softly. Her thick hair spread out behind her, and a lot of it hung sideways around her ears.

"Intend?"

She read these two words softly, her lips slightly parted, and she felt endless melancholy in her heart.

"leave!"
To be continued...