“It’s so beautiful!”

“Designer Lin is amazing.”

"Only Designer Lin can do it. This life is worth it!"

"..."

In the dressing room, the staff and models looked at the people on the LCD screen. When the model opened her eyes, her heart felt different.

They were amazed.

Uncontrollable.

Lin Lian looked into the model's eyes. After a few seconds, she fluttered her eyelashes and looked away: "Don't waste time, everyone. It's just begun now, so we can't slack off."

"good!"

Everyone said in unison, and soon, busyness enveloped the entire dressing room again.

Lin Yue was shocked, but after the shock, he felt even more powerful.

Yes, it has just begun and is not over yet.

They can't relax!

On the T stage, as the first model walked off the T stage and followed the route that had been designed long ago, the models behind her gradually followed.

The people in the audience watched, moving away from the first model's face, to the clothes on the model, and then to her accessories.

The clothes are outstanding, but what is even more outstanding are the accessories on the models.

For example, the bow scarf tied to the earrings, the wrist flower on the wrist, the embroidered ring on the finger, or even the bell on the ankle.

They say the finishing touch is that the presence of these accessories makes these clothes come alive instantly and gives them life.

Smart, soft, and peaceful.

No one spoke, only their eyes moved. As the model appeared, their eyes followed the model.

The violin sound is always gentle and low, like shallow flowing spring water, flowing to a larger place.

At this moment, everyone felt peaceful and warm.

This is a fashion show, but it is more like a spiritual cleansing.

Lin Qinru looked at the clothes and accessories on these models. He could tell at a glance which work belonged to Lin Lian and which details were related to Lin Lian.

There is a big difference in style between Lin Yue and Lin Lian. It’s not that Lin Yue is not good, but that there are only a few geniuses, and there is a difference between a genius and an ordinary person.

And Lin Lian is that genius.

Her works have the same soul as her.

Warm and soft.

Irreplaceable.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt sad.

He looked backstage.

After going through so many things, with constant ups and downs, and life full of thorns, she seemed not to be favored, but like this, she still looked ahead with bright eyes and moved forward steadily step by step.

Lin Liang, I hope you are well.

I hope you can also be lucky and have good times.

At this time, Kyoto Airport.

A white BMW stopped at the airport gate with a screeching sound, the door opened, and Zhan Le rushed in like crazy.

Good at...

Good at...

Where is her son?

Zhan Le looked at everything in the airport in panic, but her vision was blurred, and everyone was a double image in her eyes.

She can't see where her talent lies.

Bang!

Zhan Le bumped into someone, and that person immediately frowned: "Who is it? Don't you have eyes?"

Han Hongsheng hurriedly stepped forward to hug Zhan Le and apologized to the girl who was hit: "I'm sorry, my wife didn't mean it."

Seeing Zhan Le's pale and confused look, the girl hurried away.

Zhan Le broke away from Han Hongsheng and continued to run forward: "Okay?"

"Mom is here!"

"Where are you?"

"Okay! Mom is here to pick you up. Where are you?"

Seeing no one in Han Zaixing, Zhan Le couldn't help shouting, and everyone around him looked over.

Han Hongsheng hugged her again and increased his strength: "Lele, don't worry, you should be here soon."

As he said that, Han Hongsheng looked at his watch: "Wait a minute, we will send him to the hospital as soon as he arrives."

"I won't let anything happen to our son."

But Zhan Le kept shouting as if he couldn't hear it: "You can do it, come out quickly!"

"Mom has been waiting for you for a long time. You are good at it..."

"..."

Seeing that Zhan Le was unconscious and even his eyes became hollow, Han Hongsheng's eyes showed pain.

Just half an hour ago, he received an email.

The email was sent by the attending physician who once practiced medicine, telling him that Han Zaixing's illness had recurred and that he had been transferred back to China for treatment.

Now he may have to go to the airport and let them pick him up.

Attached to it are photos of Han Zaixing sleeping in a hospital bed, as well as his current condition.

And this email was like a bolt from the blue for Han Hongsheng.

A few years ago, after learning that Zai Xing had this disease, starting from the beginning of the treatment process, and finally that he passed through the gate of death, the doctor said that he might relapse in the future.

But maybe not.

He and Zhan Le had been hoping that it wouldn't happen, but the fact was that Xing Xing's health was getting better and better from the subsequent recuperation.

Every time I went for a check-up, things were going in a good direction, until later, the doctor said that if I have recovered well in the past few years and will not relapse, then there will be almost no problem.

But now...

"Let me go, I want to find my son, please let me go!"

"open--!"

Han Hongsheng never let go of Zhan Le, and Zhan Le gradually became irritable and even collapsed.

Han Hongsheng lowered his head, suppressing the emotions in his heart and the tears in his eyes. He pressed Zhan Le into his arms and held her hand tightly.

"Lele, trust me, if you're good at it, nothing will happen to you!"

Zhan Le stopped struggling, but her tears rolled down and wet Han Hongsheng's coat.

"Give! Quickly give way!"

A quick voice came from the exit of the VIP passage. Zhan Le and Han Hongsheng heard it and looked over immediately.

Soon, Zhan Le pushed Han Hongsheng away and rushed over.

"Okay!"

A gurney was rolled out of the VIP aisle very quickly, followed closely by doctors and nurses.

And Han Zaixing was lying on the hospital bed without making any sound.

Zhan Le immediately threw himself on the bed, grabbed Han Zaixing's hand, and said tremblingly: "Yes, Mom is here, Mom is here, you have to persist, you must persist..."

Han Hongsheng ran over and followed the medical staff to push the gurney to the airport lobby.

The ambulance has arrived outside, and the accompanying doctors and nurses came down immediately.

Everyone quickly pushed Han Zaixing up, and the ambulance drove forward very quickly.

At this moment, the airport, which had been quiet due to the scene just now, started to make some noise.

"That was...Mr. Han just now?"

"Isn't it? Zai Lian is holding a new product debut show right now. Mr. Han should be at the scene. Why are you here?"

"But when I looked at that face just now, it was really Mr. Han. And didn't you hear? That aunt kept calling me good. Is there anyone in the world who has the same name and looks similar to Mr. Han?"

"this……"
To be continued...