After so long, Su Yan finally got a good night's sleep and even had a sweet dream.

The dream was very long, vividly reenacting her entire life.

Just as Su Yan was finally about to see Yi An appear, she suddenly felt an itch on her face and woke up from her dream.

She wriggled slightly, somewhat annoyed, trying to continue the dream before she was fully conscious, but the wicked hand did not stop.

It gently traced across her face, from her eyebrows to her lips, making her feel ticklish.

Su Yan reluctantly opened her eyes, and what appeared in her line of sight was Yi An's mischievous grin.

The moment I saw his face, even the strongest anger vanished.

"What are you doing? They've been taking care of you these past few days, they're exhausted."

Yi An pointed meaningfully behind her, her smile deepening.

Before Su Yan could turn her head to look, she heard a soft, sweet voice.

"Mom is such a lazybones, Dad has to coax her to sleep."

As soon as Yi Kangle finished speaking, Su Xiaoyu immediately retorted, "Little brat, what do you know! This is called romance!"

Su Xiaoyu will always be on the front line protecting her mother, while Yi Kangle will always be number one in admiring Su Xiaoyu.

"Wow, Xiaoyu, you know so much!" Yi Kangle's eyes sparkled as he looked at her.

Su Yan looked at the two little dumpling-like girls in front of her, who were chatting away, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry.

She straightened her clothes, sat up from the hospital bed, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

The bright and warm sunlight shone on her face, causing the corners of her mouth to unconsciously turn up.

A month has passed since that accident.

Every night, Su Yan would look at Yi An sleeping beside her and feel grateful and fortunate.

If Yi'an hadn't already reached the door and reacted quickly enough to run outside, he probably would have died in the fire.

Even though he escaped, the explosion still caused him great damage, and his entire lower body was covered in scars.

However, compared to losing him, Su Yan is already content.

Yi An took her hand and rubbed it as she said, "I heard from the nurse yesterday that he only has two days left. You should go and see him."

Su Yan turned around, but before she could speak, Yi An said urgently, "I may be presumptuous, but I don't want your life to be full of regrets."

Su Yan smiled and touched his face, "I like your self-righteousness too."

Yi An's initial nervousness vanished instantly because of her words.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After the family of four finished breakfast, Su Yan pushed Yi An in her wheelchair and led Yi Kangle and Su Xiaoyu to Su Xuehai's place.

Su Xuehai's condition has reached an irreversible stage.

The doctor said, "His condition is no longer just a problem of cerebral infarction; all his organs are failing. No matter how much money we spend, it will only prolong his death."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan's pupils trembled. She wanted to say something, but she didn't have the courage to speak.

Yi'an took her hand, offering her comfort and strength.

The doctor sighed and said, "His memory has deteriorated to a very serious degree. He doesn't recognize anyone now. He can even forget the nurse who gave him the injection just a second ago. So, you family members should try to spend as much time with him as possible in his limited time."

Su Yan nodded emphatically, "I understand, doctor."

After saying goodbye to the doctor, Su Yan pushed Yi An and led the two children toward Su Xuehai's ward.

As Su Yan reached the door, she suddenly stopped.

She turned to Yi'an and said, "You'll lead the child into this mess."

Yi An asked in surprise, "Aren't you going in?"

"I..." Su Yan was a little flustered, "I'm not ready yet."

Seeing her like this, Yi'an didn't press her, and led the two children inside.

When they came out, the two children, who had been cheerful, became listless.

Yi Kangle ran up to Su Yan with small steps, looked up and asked, "Mommy, why did Grandpa look like that? It's so scary. Will he die?"

He was probably frightened; his voice was trembling slightly.

When Su Yan heard the last sentence, her heart clenched, and the feeling was like bitter wine going down her throat, burning all the way to her stomach.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yi Kangle tilted his head and asked, "Is it because Grandpa's medical treatment costs a lot of money?"

Before Su Yan could speak, he said urgently, "I have money! Grandma gave me a lot of pocket money for the New Year, and Xiao Bao can also earn money. Xiao Bao can earn money to treat Grandpa's illness!"

Seeing that Su Yan kept her head down, Su Xiaoyu silently walked forward, took Yi Kangle's hand, and walked away.

In the days that followed, Su Yan still couldn't break through her psychological defenses.

It wasn't until the day Su Xuehai was pronounced dead that Su Yan stepped into his hospital room for the first time.

Seeing that familiar face on the hospital bed, now emaciated and skeletal, Su Yan didn't know what to feel. She wanted to cry but couldn't shed a tear.

She walked slowly to the bedside without saying a word, but Su Xuehai's gaze had already turned towards her.

Without the constraints of heavy medical equipment, he actually looked more energetic.

But Su Yan knew that this was called a final burst of energy before death.

Su Yan licked her lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say. Six years of running away had completely eroded her common ground with him.

She didn't speak, but Su Xuehai did.

"Who are you?"

His voice was broken and weak.

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