The very old Fu Changqin was lying on the hospital bed, and even with the help of a ventilator he had difficulty breathing.
He opened his cloudy eyes and looked tenderly at Yan Xi, who was guarding his bedside and deliberately pretending to be an old man. He said with some effort: "Yan Xi, this time... I'm afraid it's your turn... to wait for me."
Yan Xi held his hand tightly, tears dripping down Fu Changqin's bony hand, "But I don't want to wait for you, what should I do?"
Fu Changqin was stunned for a moment, "Yan Xi..."
"I'll go with you, okay?" Yan Xi's eyebrows curved, and in an instant, Fu Changqin seemed to see him as a young boy.
The sweetness of the past played quickly in his mind like a slideshow. Fu Changqin slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing the sweetest smile of his life, "Okay."
On the other side, Fu Shaoyu held a press conference, in which he told everyone what Yan Xi had done, and leaders from all over the country responded one after another.
For a time, Yan Xi's name occupied the headlines of various countries, and his deeds were passed on by word of mouth.
"Ding! Mission progress 1%... 30%... 99%... 100%. Congratulations to the host for completing the mission."
Hearing the task progress notification sound, Yan Xi smiled contentedly.
After the press conference, Fu Shaoyu rushed to the hospital with his granddaughter.
Supported by his little granddaughter, Fu Shaoyu arrived at the ward on crutches, but the moment he pushed open the door, he was slightly stunned.
The two old men clasped their fingers together, closed their eyes but smiled, and lay motionless on the bed. The electrocardiogram next to them showed that Fu Changqin, who was wearing a ventilator, had no heartbeat.
The little granddaughter was stunned. She rushed forward to check and found that both of them had no signs of life. She cried and said, "Grandpa, they are already... gone."
Fu Shaoyu was silent, thinking of what Yan Xi said to him when they were young. Tears welled up in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said nothing.
"I don't understand why you want to hide your information from everyone?"
"Because I want to wait until the day I die before releasing it."
"The day you died? Who knows when?"
"Well...you will know, because I will tell you in advance when the day comes."
He should have anticipated this day a long time ago.
Tell him in advance... huh... suicide for love?
He thought that perhaps he would never see another couple as outstanding and loving as they were.
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