For The Rest of Our Life (MTL)

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After walking out of the hospital, Lin Zhan found that the sky was light rain. He was worried that Lin Xian was getting cold in the rain, and wanted Lin Xian to wait here for a while. He went to the car to get an umbrella and came back to pick her up. But he looked at Lin Xian's lips with a stubborn face, thinking of Zhou Qin's advice, he was still worried that Lin Xian would leave without a word.

He took off his coat and blocked Lin Xian's head and calmed her: "It's not raining so much, let's walk faster and pass."

Lin Xian looked over at him and smiled bitterly with his head up. She stepped out of the refuge of his clothes and walked into the vast rain curtain without looking back.

Lin Xian slightly closed her eyes on the way to Lin Xian's grandmother's house. Her right hand was over the white jade pendant Xiao Xiaoqing sent to her.

Her emotions calmed down a little bit, and she turned to look at the flying scene outside the window, and said lowly and hoarsely: "Dad, although I am going back with you now, I will not compromise."

This day is probably the most difficult, chaotic and frightening day Lin Zhan has spent in his whole life. The beloved wife is still lying in the hospital bed, and the beloved daughter is also sad and helpless that he has never seen. He is caught between the two and struggles. He was annoyed that Lin Xian was not sensible, but also distressed her for being unskilled in the world.

He sighed deeply and eased the tone to persuade Lin Xian: "Envy, your mother's attitude is now too much, but she is also anxious, for your own good. You listen to your mother's words, to everyone, to each other Do you have more time and choices? Your experience is not enough now, there may be some things you can’t understand thoroughly. After a long time, you grow up and look back, you may find that you have more ignorance."

"Dad, how old is it to really grow up." Lin Xian's black eyes stared at Lin Zhan quietly, and said in a low voice: "Maybe in my mother's eyes, I will always be a child and never Can it be independent."

In the eyes of parents, no matter how old the children are, they are still children, especially in the eyes of mothers like Zhou Qin who can't help worrying. Lin Zhan couldn't deny this and was choked by Lin Xian.

He remained silent for a few seconds and replied: "But it's different in my eyes. Lin Xian, when you really grow up, you can take on your future life, and your father will respect him when he can afford his future life. Yours. However, Lin Xian, you were in contact with Xiaohua at the age of 17 years old, and I have to wonder if you were affected by Xiaohua’s subtle influence, or whether you did not clearly distinguish admiration and love, The boundary between family, friendship and love. I know that Xiaoyun is a person with a very good personality and charm. Between your girls, sometimes when you are too good, it is easy to blur emotions. Moreover, you have never been in love with a boy. You will meet many people, and there are many possibilities. How can you let me sloppyly believe that you like girls and don’t like boys."

"Dad, how do you think you define a person who really likes a person, and how do you define love as true love?" Lin Xian asked arduously.

"What kind of feelings and ideas do you have for your mother, I do the same for her. She didn't affect me. I like her when I don't know that she might like girls too. I look at you The grown-up child, Aunt Xiao is also a friend you have known for many years. Don’t you know what kind of people we are? From beginning to end, I take the initiative to influence her and pursue her. Both you and your mother, don’t Treat me again and blame her. She has already blamed herself and felt guilty and grieved. If it were not for me to die, she would not have promised me."

"Fucked by death?" Lin Zhan forced himself to calm down and listen carefully to Lin Xian's words. When he heard this word, he could not help but tighten his brow.