The little girl thought about it and shook her head innocently: "I don't know." When she spoke, her clear and beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of transparent mist, which made people feel distressed no matter how they looked.

Su Jianan told the little girl softly that girls can occasionally feel sad for no reason, but they cannot lose their temper with the people around them because of this.

"Yeah." The little girl said obediently with a simple face, "I understand."

There is a vacant room on the first floor that Su Jianan uses to be the art classroom for the little guys.

In the classroom, the boys were ready and just waiting for the long-awaited approach.

Xiangyi quickly calmed down her emotions and entered the state, waving her hands at Lu Boyan and Su Jianan at the door.

"Go to class well." Su Jianan reminded several little guys, closed the door, and walked back to the living room with Lu Boyan.

Tang Yulan went out to play cards with her friends for afternoon tea, but Aunt Zhou did not come here either. Su Yicheng was the only one in the living room.

"Brother," Su Jianan sat on the sofa opposite Su Yicheng and asked, "Why didn't Xiaoxi come?"

"Look at the design draft at home."

Su Yicheng himself didn't notice it. When he spoke, there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

Luo Xiaoxi's high heels brand has already been made, but Su Yicheng occasionally feels that all this is a dream.

Who would have thought that Luo Xiaoxi, who was keen on gatherings and shopping, would become a professional woman? Not only did she re-learning business management, but she also spent all her weekends on her work. When it came to the new product design week, she slept even later than Su Yicheng.

Therefore, in order to support Luo Xiaoxi's career, Su Yicheng also "sacrificed" a lot.

However, Su Yicheng was willing to do so.

Su Jianan was already used to working hard, Luo Xiaoxi smiled, adjusted a comfortable sitting position on the sofa, and turned on the phone.

Today's date came into Su Jian'an's eyes, nothing special.

What made Su Jianan's eyes moist was tomorrow.

Four years ago tomorrow, Su Hongyuan passed away suddenly.

Su Jianan still remembers that at that time, she had just joined Lu Media as deputy director of artists. She was far from being as skilled as today. She was busy every day, and the same was true that day. Until a sudden call threw a heavy zha in her mind.

It was a call from the hospital that told her that Su Hongyuan was in xx Hospital. If she rushed over immediately, she might be able to see Su Hongyuan for the last time.

That year before the Chinese New Year, the relationship between Su Jianan and Su Hongyuan had just eased, and the two little guys also called Su Hongyuan "grandfather and grandfather" and were very intimate with Su Hongyuan.

Su Jianan thought that everything would develop in a better direction. If Su Hongyuan was willing, he could even come over occasionally to stay for a few days and let the two little guys accompany him to relieve his boredom.

That phone call made everything go down.

On the way to the hospital, Su Jianan almost trembled and contacted Su Hongyuan's driver.

After Su Hongyuan handed over the Su Group to Su Yicheng, he left only one driver by his side. He said that the driver was the person he trusted the most - when he was at his most down and out, only the driver was by his side and told him that everything would pass.

The driver told Su Jianan everything on the phone.

It turned out that before the Chinese New Year that year, Su Hongyuan was diagnosed with liver cancer, which was in advanced stages and there was no need to receive treatment.

Therefore, after the relationship with Su Jianan siblings eased, the first thing Su Hongyuan did was to hand over the company to Su Yicheng and give Su Jianan what he should have given Su Jianan.

After that, Su Hongyuan was obviously much more relaxed, even though he knew that he had not had much time.

Su Hongyuan relied on painkillers to maintain his appearance of normalcy. He took advantage of the weekend to see Su Yicheng and Su Jianan, and then to see a few little guys.

Su Hongyuan said that this was the most relaxed and carefree time in his second half of his life.

Su Jianan's face was covered in tears and asked the driver with a sob, why Su Hongyuan hid it from her and Su Yicheng.

The driver sighed and said that he had persuaded Su Hongyuan and asked Su Hongyuan to tell Su Jianan and Su Yicheng about his condition, but Su Hongyuan refused without thinking.

Su Hongyuan said that when Su Jianan and Su Yicheng were young, he did not fulfill their responsibilities as fathers. Later, when they grew up, they did not bother him as a father at all. Now that he is in trouble, he should not bother with his two children. What's more, his ending is so clear that there is even no need for healing. He just waits for that day to come alone.

Su Hongyuan even arranged his funeral.

In this way, it was not until the day Su Hongyuan was about to leave that Su Jianan and Su Yicheng knew about his condition.

When Su Jianan and Su Yicheng arrived at the hospital, Su Hongyuan looked very good. Su Jianan hoped that all he heard on the phone was just a joke. However, the doctor told her and Su Yicheng that this might be Su Hongyuan's last time, and asked them to listen carefully to what the old man had to say.

Su Hongyuan saw the tears on Su Jianan's face, smiled and said, "Jian An, don't be sad. Everyone's life has an end. I just came to the end."

The more Su Hongyuan put it lightly, the more Su Jianan felt that his heart seemed to be torn in half and the pain was unbearable.

"I have no regrets anymore." Su Hongyuan smiled on his pale face, "You forgive me. Before I leave, you can hear you call me 'Dad', and when the children call me 'Grandpa', I really have no regrets, don't be sad."

"Dad..." Su Jianan could no longer control himself and cried bitterly.

Su Yicheng held Su Hongyuan's hand, tears kept spinning in his eyes, but finally slid down uncontrollably.

"Yicheng," Su Hongyuan turned his gaze to Su Yicheng with difficulty, and reminded him, "In the future, you should take good care of Jian An. Don't let her... be wronged."

Su Yicheng closed his eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Su Hongyuan showed a relieved smile as if he let go of the biggest knot in his heart, and instead reminded Su Yicheng: "So, don't be too tired from work, pay more attention to your health." He said earnestly, as if Su Yicheng could do it as long as he tried to say it.

All Su Yicheng could do was nod: "I can."

Su Hongyuan patted the back of Su Yicheng and Su Jianan's hands, let out a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes, as if a very tired person needed a rest.

Su Jianan clearly felt that the force in Su Hongyuan's hand was disappearing. She subconsciously called Su Hongyuan: "Dad...Dad!"

"..." Su Hongyuan did not respond, like a sleeping old man, his face was full of peace and tranquility.

In fact, from this moment on, Su Hongyuan never responded to Su Jianan's call again.

Su Jianan was unwilling to accept the sudden facts and shouted for Su Hongyuan desperately, but only responded to her was the voice of the doctor announcing the time of death.

This was the second time that Su Jianan faced the death of her relatives. She felt as if she had been swept into a large ball of invisible cotton. The cotton was directly blocked into her heart. The dull pain was suppressed in her body, spreading from the heart to the whole body, and all her strength was drained by an invisible force.

Finally, it was Su Yicheng who hugged Su Jianan that slowly calmed down and accepted the facts crying.

More than a decade ago, she lost her mother.

Now, she has lost her father.

Su Jianan hugged Su Yicheng hard, just like when he saw his mother away in the hospital more than ten years ago.

The funeral was handled according to Su Hongyuan's arrangement.

There was no memorial service, and the funeral was very simple, and Su Hongyuan was buried beside their mother.

Su Jianan forgot how she came out of her sadness. She only remembered that the days passed day by day, and the sadness was diluted bit by bit, and life slowly returned to its normal rhythm.

However, during these days of each year, she will still feel as sad as she will return to the hospital that day.

Su Jianan put down his cell phone and looked at Su Yicheng: "Brother, tomorrow..."

Su Yicheng certainly remembered what day tomorrow was and said, "I'll pick you up, let's set off early."

Su Jianan nodded: "Okay."

The art class was only more than two hours, and there was a break in the middle. Before five o'clock, a few little guys got off the get out of class and ran out of the room with their own "works".

Xiyu and Nuonuo were serious in class and painted it in a decent manner. Niannian and Xiangyi were like listeners. After two classes, they just scribble on paper.

But the two little guys still feel accomplished and come out with their "works" to ask for praise.

Su Jianan sent away the art teacher and assistant teacher, turned around and saw Lu Boyan holding the suitable "work", with a embarrassed face on his face.

The little girl was different. She looked at Lu Boyan with anticipation, obviously waiting for Lu Boyan's praise.

Lu Boyan pressed his temple, met the little girl's expectant gaze and said, "It's great. But I think you can draw better."

The little girl said "um" and looked at Lu Boyan with certainty: "I can!"

Lu Boyan looked at the little girl's cute appearance and smiled suddenly, without any requests from the little girl.

As long as the little girl is happy, it doesn't matter what she paints. He doesn't ask her to be an artist when she grows up.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Su Yicheng took Nuonuo home, but unexpectedly encountered Mu Sijue at the door.

Four years passed by, and Mu Sijue seemed to be ignored by time. There was no trace of time left on his body, but he looked deeper and colder than four years ago.

Usually, children will not take the initiative to get close to Mu Sijue when they see him, but Nuonuo has not been afraid of Mu Sijue since he was a child, let alone he has something to do today~

"Uncle Mu!" Nuonuo opened his hands and ran towards Mu Sijue, hugging Mu Sijue's thighs, "I haven't seen you today. I miss you so much~"

Mu Sijue smiled and squatted down to look at the little guy: "I've seen you now, do you still want to?"

"I think about it!" Nuonuo nodded and looked at Mu Sijue in entanglement, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to speak.
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