Ling Yujin twisted his eyebrows, and his voice was a little helpless:

"Ruohan, I know you may be difficult to accept, but ..."

Ling Ruohan bit her lips, and the strong little guy finally couldn't help crying.

"So ..."

"Mommy, she is really ..."

Ling Yujin nodded heavily.

He let go of Cheng Ru's hand, slowly walked to the door of the ward, squatted softly, and hugged Ling Ruohan's small body:

"Ruohan ..."

"It's wrong, many things, Daddy has done wrong. I am a coward, I dare not face my feelings."

"When I really want to face it, it seems too late ..."

Ling Ruohan stretched out his small hand and gently hugged the man's trembling back:

"So Daddy ... Are you crying?"

Ling Yujin stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to hold Cheng Ru's hand and accidentally dropped a tear.

He was silent.

You know, when he was crying last time, Li Yue disappeared when he was a child. When he broke into the orphanage alone.

It has been almost twenty years since it is now.

He always thought that he was young, so he cried.

Real men will not shed tears.

But now he suddenly understands.

Over the years, he has not shed tears, not because he has grown up and mature, but because he hasn't been so sad again.

Even the memory of the past, the harm to him is not so great.

Thinking of this, he sighed silently:

"Ruohan."

"Crying is not a manifestation of weakness."

"I know."

The little guy gently hugged his daddy's back, and his voice was crisp:

"You will cry because you like Mommy, you really don’t want Mommy."

"Actually, if Han is reluctant ..."

As he said, he broke free from Ling Yujin's arms, walking with a bit of sadness towards Cheng Ru's bed:

"Mommy she ..."

"Is there really only seven days left?"

"When will she wake up?"

The little guy wiped his tears:

"Even if you want to leave, you should follow Ruohan some individual?"

Looking at the sadness of the little guy, Ling Yujin wanted to say anything, but he couldn't say anything.

"If Brother Han, Aunt Cheng will get better."

Wearing Cheng Ru's wigs selected by him, he walked in slowly, stretched out his little hand gently grabbing Ling Ruohan's hand:

"Even ..."

"Even the worst result, she will definitely wake up to say something else with you."

Ling Ruohan sucked his nose, he burst into tears silently, and did not speak.

He lowered his head and took out the paper towel, wiped the tears on his face little by little:

"Don't cry."

"At least......"

"Don't cry in front of Aunt Cheng, she knows that it will be sad."

The words of the little girl made Ling Ruohan sucked her nose, and finally nodded:

"Well, you are right!"

He endured his emotions and shed tears back:

"Mommy should not want to see me like a man like a man."

After speaking, the little guy reached out his hand to hold Cheng Ru's hand:

"Mommy, you will definitely get better."

"I ... I am still waiting for you to be the witness of me and me when I grow up."

The words of the little guy let the red flush flush on the face.
Chapter completed!