Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

The brain died and became a vegetable.

Wen's parents were by the bed, crying fiercely.

Gu Shinian flipped through the inspection report and read it several times. She was gripping the thin pages of information more and more tightly.

"stop looking."

Ji Liangcheng snatched the document away, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

Gu Shinian lowered his head, his heart surged, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of sadness, pain, or relief.

"We will leave here next week."

"...Where to go?" Gu Shinian raised his head in shock.

Ji Liangcheng smiled and said, "I will take her to a foreign country to cultivate, and you...her parents."

"This place will probably never come back in the future."

This seems to be the best ending.

Gu Shinian smiled bitterly and asked, "You must, hate me, and them."

"The choice he made himself can't blame anyone." Ji Liangcheng pursed his lower lip, and said: "I told her about the heart transplant operation. She used it to deal with you, but in fact...this plan, Qin Muchen has been stranded a long time ago, she was stranded three years ago, otherwise, he would not agree with you to give birth to a child."

"About this, don't get him wrong."

"I know." Wen Jingran told her everything.

Ji Liangcheng was startled, and couldn't help but fall into the ward, she knew? It was Wen Jingran who said it.

What else did she say, Ji Liangcheng didn't think too much.

He saw Wen's parents coming and left by himself.

To this day, Gu Shinian still feels that she has nothing to do with them, so she didn't shout out the parents, she just smiled gently and asked: "Come me a meal."

"Qin Muchen doesn't taste good cooking, and no one made a special meal for me when he was in Gu's family."

"Suddenly, I wanted to eat."

Wen's parents looked at each other, and Wen's mother smiled somewhat far-fetched: "Come with me to the supermarket and buy some ingredients. You will tell me on the way, what are the taboos and what not to eat."

"Great."

...

A meal, very homely.

Mother Wen's craftsmanship is indeed much better than Qin Muchen's.

Gu Shinian ate two bowls of rice and scanned almost all the dishes on the table.

Wen's parents have not moved their chopsticks, staring at her quietly.

Gu Shinian was always looking for words, eating and chatting, and they cooperated. She asked what she asked and answered, and occasionally laughed and made jokes with her.

"Is he... good to you?" Father Wen asked her for the first time.

Gu Shinian was stunned, put down the chicken legs, wiped the oil on the corners of his mouth, and said, "In the world, there is no better person than him."

"Really? That's good."

Father Wen smiled, and the apology that had been so late for many years was only spoken five minutes later.

After listening to Gu Shinian, he just nodded calmly and said, "It's all over."

A meal was very peaceful.

After eating, Father Wen went to the hospital, and Mother Wen stayed in the hotel, chatting with her and talking, until it was late, the two fell asleep.

Gu Shinian is not in good health, so once he falls asleep now, he sleeps very deeply.

Mother Wen lay beside her, tears streaming down silently, and after she stopped her tears, she took her into her arms cautiously and sang the nursery rhyme that made her sleep when she was a child.

Gu Shinian pursed her lips, and tears fell.

She is not wronged or suffers.

She is content.

That's it.

They are good.

She is fine too.

That's it.

...

A week later, the Wen family emigrated.

Gu Shinian sent them alone.

Watching them leave, she waved and said goodbye, then turned around and went back.

Qin Muchen didn't know when he arrived, looked at her, smiled at her, and then opened his arms.

Gu Shinian laughed, ignoring so many people here, running into his arms: "I tell you, my mother's cooking is indeed much better than you!"

"Well, I will practice again."

"..."

Gu Shinian gritted her teeth, but still shed tears without spine.

Qin Muchen understood what she was crying, but he did not say.

Let her cry and wipe his clothes messy.

The fundus of the eyes is the gentleness of pampering and indulgent.

Outside the airport, everyone is watching.

Qin Muchen seemed to feel someone's gaze, his gaze lifted slightly, and then his face changed abruptly.